BJ Villainess

Libby murmured as she stared at Madame Shati’s mansion, receding into the distance, “You know, I’ve come to be very thankful to our parents. It seems we only need to learn enough etiquette to not be rude.”

“I agree.”

Ding!

[The Constellation ‘Rofan-Addicted Young Lady’ has sponsored 1,000,000 coins.]

[I can’t believe you’re already so tired by this much. You’ve only taken your first step as an empress. Governing an empire requires much more education. From now on, burn that detestable magic book and focus on mastering the imperial laws.]

Today, I deeply realized one thing. I had no intention of becoming the empress before, but now I’m certain I never will.

We arrived home, utterly exhausted, and had a late dinner with our family.

“What did you talk about with Madame Shati?”

At Roseanne’s question, I explained as euphemistically as possible how torturous today had been with an ashen face. Listening to our complaints, Raul seemed genuinely sympathetic.

“

, just by half a day’s education, and both of you have noticeably improved dining etiquette. I should’ve sent you to Madame Shati earlier.”

“…”

“…”

Raul, grinning as if it was not too late, even looked at Giuseppe and said, “You all should take Madame Shati’s lessons.”

“Why me?!” Giuseppe protested loudly, causing Raul to glare at him sternly.

“Look at your attitude! How dare you raise your voice to your father?!”

“Fa-Father! Madame Shati only teaches women!”

“Stop with that nonsense. What does gender have to do with household chores and etiquette?”

Giuseppe had heard about how strictly Madame Shati taught young ladies and vehemently resisted, not wanting to be her first male student.

“Just let both of them do it! I already don’t have enough time for my magic studies.”

Ding!

[The Constellation ‘The Chatty Has Change’ has sponsored 1,000,000 coins.]

[Giuseppe still has a lot to learn…]

Giuseppe’s defiance only encouraged Raul’s determination.

“I’ll have to ask Madame Shati if she can teach you in the future. Look at your sisters today. How dignified are they?”

“This is all an act, you know?! Hey! You weren’t like this before!”

“Giuseppe, you should listen to Father.” I reprimanded him with a stern face.

Libby then chimed in sharply. “And don’t yell during mealtime. It’s rude.”

Giuseppe opened his mouth wide in utter disbelief.

Ding!

[The Constellation ‘Cider Pass’ has sponsored 1,000,000 coins.]

[Libby quickly cuts ties, lol.]

“Giuseppe, you’ll reduce your magic lessons and receive education from Madame Shati until she’s pleased with you.”

Thus, only Giuseppe was confirmed to receive education from Madame Shati because of his defiance. Libby and I maintained our dignified demeanor throughout the dinner that evening.

Farewell, Giuseppe.

* * *

The heavenly realm was a dimension filled with abundant energy, much more prosperous than any other place. Places where magical plants could be cultivated were rare in the human realm, but even the weeds on the streets here contained magic. Even the floating islands in the sky traveled through the air based on powerful magic. Such was the perfect blessing of the heaven realm, but now, it was in chaos.

!

Another island had just fallen. Ilya watched this terrifying scene indifferently before continuing on his way.

Coming to the celestial realm gave Ilya a clear conviction. Someone had tampered with his memory.

While dealing with Lillith and putting Theresa into a dream, for some reason, he too had spent a considerable time with his current memory sealed. Then how did he get back his memory?

He had easily accepted the reason for regaining his sanity when he checked the medicine bottle, but now he couldn’t remember why.

The error in his memory wasn’t the only issue. The heaven realm had certainly recovered its dimensional energy through some sacrifice. Yet now, the islands in the sky were falling one by one, and the continent was slowly succumbing to destruction.

Ilya arrived at his destination, avoiding the falling islands. He stopped in front of a fortress. The fortress had a high-level barrier set up. However, it had lost the magic to maintain the protective spells against external invasion.

The fortress seemed like it could be the work of an archangel, yet it was without magic. How could such a half-completed existence be possible? Moreover, the magical construction and methods used in the fortress oddly resembled his own, as if there were twins.

. As Ilya entered the fortress, the low-level angels repairing the inner walls widened their eyes in shock.

“…It’s Lord Ilya! Archangel Ilya has appeared!”

The fortress was thrown into chaos instantly. They believed that since Ilya had found them, he would surely dispose of them.

Ilya, unfazed by their commotion, activated the fortress’s magic.

A golden dome-shaped barrier unfolded around the fortress. The low-level angels, who had been fleeing in a panic, stopped in their tracks in surprise.

“

?”

“Why is this working again?”

The angels’ gazes unanimously turned to Ilya. Even the most ignorant among them could guess that Ilya was the cause of this phenomenon.

The angels destined for disposal had been living within the fortress’s confines, completely unaware of the outside world. They still believed Ilya was the ruler of the heavenly realm.

Ilya gestured to the angels to come closer. “Gather around.”

The angels hesitantly approached Ilya. Even the most clueless among them couldn’t ignore the fact that Ilya had just protected them.

The oldest among the low-level angels stepped forward. “What brings you to such a humble place?”

“I have something to verify with you. How was this fortress built?”

“We’re the ones who built it.”

“The protective spells engraved in this fortress aren’t something you could design with your abilities.”

Confused by Ilya’s firm statement, the angels were perplexed. “But it’s true. We built this place based on the blueprints.”

“Who created the blueprints?”

“That’s…” The low-level angel struggled with his faintly erased memory, furrowing his brow in discomfort. “We don’t know.”

Ilya hadn’t expected a proper answer. He had visited several places before coming here and encountered similar responses.

“Do you know anything about an angel named Clyde?”

“It’s the first time I’ve heard that name.”

There was no special gain here either. No, there was one. He learned that an angel named Clyde was a unique being who gathered and personally protected the low-level angels destined for disposal. However, such behavior was not permissible under the rules of the heaven realm.

Ilya, upon seeing them, had unwittingly summoned a golden spear to maintain Clyde’s traces in this fortress. It wasn’t out of special sympathy. He found a familiar face landing in front of him as he was leaving the fortress.

“Zakari.”

It was Zakari, the high-level angel and the captain of the military police.

Zakari, with his characteristic expressionless face, spoke. “How were you able to erase your stigma and return to the heaven realm?”

“I’m looking into that myself.”

Ilya thought Zakari’s attitude was strange. “I thought you came to execute me, but it seems that’s not the case.”

“Not at all.”

The destruction of the heavenly realm was an inevitable step, and he no longer agreed with sacrificing angels to maintain the dimension. In fact, Zakari wasn’t curious about how Ilya erased his stigma and became an archangel or what he planned to do with the heaven realm.

“I have something to ask you, Lord Ilya.”

“What is it?”

“Is Theresa, that woman, really a god?”

* * *

The heaven realm was currently in a state of emergency. Not because the islands were falling but because the fallen Ilya was freely roaming the heaven realm. Moreover, the military police did not stop him.

“Ilya was definitely dragged to the demon realm! How can he enter the heaven realm?!”

The elderly angels believed Ilya had undoubtedly come to massacre them. They vividly recalled the moment Ilya fell, understanding the fear of having such a powerful ruler turned enemy, a terrifying memory that made them shiver. Yet, here was Ilya, with his wings of pure white, returning to the celestial realm intact.

“Is it even possible for the stigma to disappear? Unless time is reversed, it’s absolutely impossible!”

When someone vented their frustration, a mocking voice was heard from behind.

“It must be the will of the god.”

The elderly angels turned around simultaneously. There, instead of his once elegant appearance, stood the aged and ugly archangel Samuel.