The Villainess Wants to Marry a Commoner!! (WN)

Don’t call me casual.

The Torland family is a prestigious family of sorcerers who have produced (yes) court sorcerers in the past and a number of powerful people who will be heads of sorcerers, among the Rosary kingdoms that invest in the training of sorcerers.

I’ve always thought I’d take over the Toland family.

I was the only son of my father, the current head of the Torland family, and I thought that in the future I would be adopted by my son-in-law to invest in the survival and development of my lineage, and I have been so educated.

It was both what I wanted and how proud I was.

Not until that kid, Geese, was born six years ago.

Until the time I was ready for admission to the School of Magic, I was expected and blessed to be the next Torland principals around.

But six months before school, they said they wouldn’t want a second child anymore, and I found out about my mother’s pregnancy.

Until then, the surrounding human being who was lifting me up with the next Lord began to rejoice: ‘If I were a boy, I would finally have the next Lord I was waiting for’.

Finally? The long-awaited next owner? Then what about me?

Haven’t you sincerely recognized me as the next principals while keeping me entertained until now?

What efforts have I continued to make so far, whether I am a woman or a suitable person for the next term?

If a boy were born, would I have already used him?

It was the mother of that weight who realized and comforted me in my suffering, which was attacked by such anxiety and which prevented me from sincerely congratulating my mother on her pregnancy.

My mother leaned in on my pregnancy, on the birth of my brother or sister, not scolding me for honestly not being happy.

“You are my pride whether Lucy is going to be my next master in the future, or if she is going to go any other way. You will always be my precious daughter, daughter of a wonderfully talented father, now head of the magician corps of the Kingdom of Roseal. Your position has changed, and your value remains the same as before.”

That’s what comforted me. My mother lost her life in exchange for the birth of her younger brother, Geese, in the fall of my freshman year at the School of Magic, age 15.

On the news, I rushed back to the mansion and what I saw were relatives and officials boiling in the joy of the boy’s birth, and the remains of my mother, who sleeps quietly, secluded in the back room of the mansion.

I will never forget.

The day I heard the voice of joy heard from afar, weeping in the body of my cold mother, alone in the dim room.

Celebrate the birth of my brother Geese, who took my mother from me, the Lord’s throne, with a voice of joy.

“Is that why you sold Geese to a magician? Lucy, my sister-in-law.

“Yeah. That’s right, Isabella. This is revenge. It’s revenge for those guys who were celebrating the birth of Geese, just in case my mother died. Besides, if Geese dies, he can take back the Lord’s seat alone. Then Trevor, Isabella’s brother, will come to my house as my son-in-law’s adopted son. Your father likes Trevor, so I think he’ll take care of him as his son instead of the lost Geese. So Isabella dies in peace.

That said, Lucy, I looked up out of the barrel (sauce) to see your sister-in-law smile distorted.

Lucy, first I followed my sister-in-law, I was put on a spell that sealed my physical freedom and magic, and I was brought to Koko.

And, more than that, I put a spell on my hands and neck as they told me, not even being particularly alert, because they were my sister-in-law Lucy…

The destination they took me to was a large, originally church- or monastic-like abandoned building there.

There, there were people in deep hoods, people in masks, people hiding their eyes with a transparent cloth… and all those people hiding their faces anyway.

I just hid my face, it doesn’t make sense to me though. Their appraisal results, by the way, are spells.

So maybe this is one of the magicians’ clubs or the workplace.

There was a massive line of barrels on top of the magic formation in the ruined, giddy and mossy stone basements that were brought in.

On the barrel, which is neatly sealed, a bunch of sage and bones are placed to cross, and magical formations and spell-like objects are also written on the surface of the barrel, surprisingly.

Maybe it’s not wine or anything.

I didn’t have the courage to see the contents of the boulder in [lust] and only [greed king], but the decision didn’t seem to be a mistake.

I won’t go into the details of the results of the appraisal, but I’m going to throw up about what the magicians are doing.

One of the barrels lined up, in an empty barrel still unused, was put into men who hid their eyes with a clear cloth.

Lucy, when I asked you without understanding your sister-in-law’s purpose, the answer you returned is now.

“Maybe you were postponing your marriage to Brother Trevor to get Brother Trevor as your son-in-law after Geese died, without going to your daughter-in-law?

“That’s right. For once, you had a formal look, didn’t you? If Geese didn’t have magic or magic talent, I’d be the one, wouldn’t I? But you can’t. Geese had a magical talent.

I see. It’s official.

Honestly, I was just postponing the marriage of my eldest brother, Brother Trevor, and that’s convenient for the parties, so Brother Dymon didn’t care, and I wish I’d just married my marlin sister-in-law, but did you have a circumstance to say that?

When Brother Trevor is adopted by his son-in-law, Brother Dymon will be the next Duke of Rottenstein, and Sister Marin will be the Duchess.

So while the Tolland principals weren’t clear, could marriage have been impossible either way?

Somebody tell me. It’s about my real brothers getting married…

Well, normally I wouldn’t tell a six-year-old, because you wouldn’t know from explaining such an in-depth circumstance.

This, the child feels outside the mosquito net. There was one in my previous life. Wow.

Well, Lucy, I know what happened to your sister-in-law.

So I don’t have to keep it in a barrel anymore, and I don’t have to be an ingredient for a spell.

“Lucy, my sister-in-law, I don’t know your anger and sorrow, but I’m not motivated to die hanging out with it.

“Hehe, it doesn’t matter what Isabella thinks. Isabella is trying to drag the spellmaster organization out of the way, not just because she made the cut that Geese’s kidnapping would fail. He’s sniffing us around, and Isabella’s fiancée. Rest assured, the souls of Isabella and Isabella’s fiancée will be used for you as ingredients for the same curse. Then you two will be together forever.

You’re telling me to kill you, too, and use it as a spell material, right?

As soon as I understood it, I could see that all my feelings for Lucy’s sister-in-law in me would pull away, even in this situation.

“… me, I had only a little sympathy for you earlier, but now it’s all gone. Ursh, when I said something that would harm you, you weren’t in my body, you were my enemy.

“Oh, I’m sorry… To me, Isabella is still my adorable sister-in-law. But no matter how angry Isabella is, I can’t do anything more than get out of here. Isabella, your fiancée, Ursh? The kid’s dead, too, and we’re gonna line up here.

“You don’t call my fiancée’s name casual. And how did you know I couldn’t get out of here?

If you really think you can seal me with this much spellware, you’re making a big mistake.

If you want to seal me, bring something made by you, Ursh, to the point where you can seal a medium-sized ground dragon!!

Whether it’s made of metal or demon stone, if it’s not something you synthesized, in front of my grip, it’s like a cookie!! When you crush the spellware on your hands and neck with your bare hands, you smash the barrel that was put in from the inside out.

Lucy opened her eyes stunned as she prevented fragments of the shattered barrel from bursting.

“That’s it!! A robust barrel that incorporates advanced technique!!

Oh, was it some kind of trick? This barrel. Normally broken though.

But it’s not the only way to break it.

I head for the ceiling and stick my index finger out.

This is the magic you’ve always wanted to do since you reincarnated into a world where magic can be used.

“Thunder Strike (Lightning) Huh!!

That night, there was a roar, and many witnessed a giant pillar of thunder fall from the bottom to the top at the edge of the king’s capital.