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As soon as Reinhardt Lincke wakes up 15 years in the past at her father’s funeral, she stabs her husband, the crown prince, in the leg. Even though he is the one at fault, Reinhardt is the one who is punished. But fate seems to smile upon her when, during the rocky journey to her place of exile, she encounters Will Cohlonna, her husband’s “mad dog” and war hero from her previous life. Thirsty for revenge, Reinhardt decides to give Will a new name and use him for her revenge. This time, Reinhardt has the joker, and she’s playing to win.

I became the fiancée of the tyrant male lead. A character who becomes a villainess because of her obsession with the beautiful tyrant. It goes without saying that in the end she gets killed by the tyrant. Nevertheless, this was just in the nick of time before the original story began. After diligently performing a dozen or so actions that would cause me to get dumped by him, I succeeded in developing a healthy friendship with the tyrant ㅡ who was not as bad as I had thought. “How was it?” So, after he had seen the female lead for the first time, I asked him. “Mm?” “I’m talking about Lady Diel, Your Majesty.” He tilted his head slightly. Aw, come on, don’t pretend you aren’t interested. It was written that you had fallen in love with her at first sight, y’know? I saw it all, y’know? Fufu. I laughed and poked his arm with my finger. “Say, if you happen to find someone you particularly like, please let me know.” “Why? So you can kill her?” Sheesh. Do you think I’m like you? I gave him a meaningful smile and answered him. “Well, so I can judge the right time to break off our engagement andㅡ” “Lady.” The smile on his face disappeared in an instant. His blazing eyes made me somehow speechless. He stared fixedly at me before letting out a slightly husky chuckle. Then, in a subdued voice, he said, “Don’t make such jokes.” The touch of his hand gently brushing off the strand of hair on my cheek was very secretive. “Or else what would you do if I went crazy?” ...And why would you go crazy over there? Since we were friends now, I was thinking about breaking off our marriage engagement and giving you some dating counseling. But there was something rather odd with the tyrant. You… didn’t you hate me?