Get Ahead of the Fallen Heroine and Make the Bull-Headed Man the Victim

59. Regret is impossible, what if revenge is successful?

After being mercilessly teased by Noah again, Valentina tossed and turned in bed at night, unable to sleep, with the sounds of Noah’s mocking and laughter echoing in her mind.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, the more she wanted to.

She suddenly felt she couldn’t continue like this and had to come up with a plan.

Moreover, among Noah’s many words, the phrase “You have so many adjectives to describe me, it’s really worrying that you’ll get into a fight and get red in the face, and then die from anger” stuck in Valentina’s mind.

From his subsequent behavior, it was clear that there were other women in the same situation as her.

No way, she had to find a way to make him focus all his attention on herself, not just for her own sake, but for the sake of others.

But what should she do?

This question lingered in Valentina’s mind, from the moment she fell asleep to the regret of having done so, and then while she was walking through the palace after getting dressed and ready.

“It seems a bit…”

“No, but if that’s the case…”

As Valentina, sword in hand, strode through the palace corridors, her finger resting thoughtfully on her delicate and refined chin, she pondered the answer to her dilemma.

The ministers and nobles working in the palace, preparing to report to the king, hurriedly chose to avoid her as if she were a plague.

They had heard that the last person to disturb Valentina’s thoughts was the foolish son of Marquis Clemens, Raymond, who was still lying in bed.

Although the official statement claimed it was some adventurer disguised as Princess Valentina, who really knew what had happened?

After all, this second princess was adept at pretending to be a pure and innocent yet cunning princess, using scandals she seemed to have acquired from nowhere to force them into silence.

It was certainly better to keep their distance from her.

Valentina’s recent series of actions had rapidly elevated her reputation within the palace to the point where ministers and nobles dared not provoke her.

In contrast, her reputation among the knights and the guards on duty had also soared.

“Today, Princess Valentina seems even more respectable than usual; she must be contemplating matters beyond our imagination.”

Not long after Valentina passed by, two guards who had previously received praise from her began to whisper among themselves again.

Though they were not on the same shift, it did not stop them from being captivated by Valentina’s graceful and dignified figure; how could they possibly resist expressing their admiration?

Thus, one of the guards sincerely marveled at Valentina’s transformation.

The former princess had seemed somewhat unreliable, but recently that impression had vanished; he believed it was simply due to the rapid changes of a girl in her growth phase.

“Really? But I think it wouldn’t be surprising if she was unexpectedly thinking about some trivial matters we could also imagine.”

However, the other guard seemed to have a different opinion, wearing a smug expression as if to say, ‘I’m married, so I understand these things well,’ he countered his colleague.

“Ah? Are you suggesting it’s about love? But it shouldn’t be that young man named Clyde; I specifically went to see him during my last break. It’s not that I have anything against him, but he really seems quite unreliable.”

“Hmm, maybe he’s actually a powerful person hiding his strength; otherwise, it must be someone else entirely. In any case, he must be someone formidable beyond our reach.”

The two guards once again forgot they were on duty, engrossed in their conversation and oblivious to their surroundings.

“…It’s you two again. If I didn’t know you were admirers of Valentina, I’d almost suspect you were trying to attract my attention on purpose.”

That was a slightly weary, indifferent voice, vastly different from usual, yet unmistakable to anyone in the palace.

The two guards quickly turned in panic toward the source of the voice.

Sure enough, they saw a beautiful cascade of hair, like a golden ocean.

However, beneath that long hair, the familiar beauty now lacked its usual commanding presence, instead showing signs of fatigue and a hint of nervous breakdown.

The strong, upward-turned corners of her eyes were now shadowed by faint dark circles, giving this princess an unusual aura, as if she wore a different kind of makeup.

“D-Dilia, Your Highness!”

Despite their surprise at the sight of the once unapproachable, seemingly self-centered grand princess now appearing as a languid, cold beauty, the two guards were frightened and hurriedly attempted to apologize.

Having been caught twice by this sharp-tongued and venomous grand princess, it was better to apologize quickly rather than risk being directly expelled or made to suffer.

“Don’t shout so loudly, you two fools! Do you want me to lose my temper? Forget it. Just don’t let me catch you again next time, or you’re both dead.”

The grand princess, seemingly annoyed by their greetings, furrowed her brows but quickly relaxed them. With a resigned sigh and a few lackluster threats, she turned and walked away in the direction Valentina had gone.

The two guards were left feeling as if they had seen a ghost, unable to believe their eyes and ears.

What? The willful and malicious grand princess has learned to be tolerant?!

Has she suffered a heartbreak?! No, if that were the case, wouldn’t she be even more irritable?

…Those annoying guards! If she weren’t so drained, she would have made them cry for mercy.

Of course, Delia could read their astonishment from their expressions, but she was too preoccupied to focus on such insignificant people and continued on her way.

After being defeated by Valentina, she hadn’t slept a wink last night, feeling that her loss was utterly unjust.

How could that impulsive little sister, who loved to stir up trouble, suddenly become so cunning in such a short time? Someone must be training her behind the scenes.

And judging by Valentina’s seemingly boastful attitude at the time, it was likely someone of the opposite s*x.

With that in mind, Delia’s revenge plan became clear: she would take away the man who had truly caused her defeat from Valentina, use him to grow stronger, and then crush Valentina both physically and mentally.

Finally, she would kick the useless man aside.

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If he happened to suit her tastes, she would chain him up and keep him like a dog.

Though she was feeling down, she wouldn’t give up easily. She had to make Valentina taste the bitterness of failure and humiliation, to make her feel like a defeated dog that no one cared about.

The only problem with this revenge plan was—she didn’t know who the man behind Valentina was.

That commoner named Clyde was definitely out of the question; she had heard those noble ladies say that the guy was embarrassing in every way.

There had to be someone else…

“Good morning, thank you for your hard work on duty. Thanks to you, the order in the capital can remain so stable.”

Just as Delia was contemplating whether to find a way to follow Valentina, she heard Allen’s warm and refined voice behind her.

Delia turned to look and found Allen chatting amiably with the two guards from earlier, appearing to have a good relationship.

But as a fellow malicious blonde character, Delia sensed a kindred spirit in Allen. No matter how humble he pretended to be, his inherent arrogance was impossible to hide.

For instance, he was polite in words but kept his distance.

Or how he seemed flawless, undeniably a perfect man.

What a joke! Where could such a good man be? It had to be an act; even if there were one, he would be perfect to the point of being nauseating.

However, since it didn’t concern her, she decided to ignore it.

“…For now, let’s exclude this man from consideration.”

After casting a distant, indifferent glance at Allen, the blonde grand princess resolved to think carefully about how to carry out her revenge on Valentina.

As for following and investigating, she decided against it.

…She had a feeling that if she went after them now, she would be in for big trouble. Perhaps it was better to observe the situation for a while.

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Besides, who knows, she might suddenly encounter an exceptional man who could change her fate, right?

For instance, what if one day she is chosen by a deity?

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PS. After reading the brief reviews, I thought about it carefully.

To be honest, there is some truth to it; increasing updates too easily gives off the impression of ‘Ah, this foolish author just wants to trick us into voting for more chapters, right? If they owe too much, they definitely can’t pay it back, and in the end, it’ll surely be abandoned, right?!’

Moreover, binding the monthly votes too tightly to updates creates a cold, utilitarian feeling, stripping away the bond between me and you, dear readers (mainly because the lazy mindset of wanting to gain votes just by selling misery is at play).

Since owing too much creates distrust, and stretching the time too long raises doubts about credibility, let’s do it this way: for this month, one update for every ten votes, and I’ll pay off the debt next month. I think that can still inspire a bit of trust in me.

Currently, there are 273 votes; excluding the three updates during the recommendation days, that leaves 24 chapters still owed.

As for next month’s updates based on votes? Let’s wait until I clear this month’s debt first; saying anything now would just be pretty empty words.

(As for the plot, it needs to speed up; the character of Princess Dilia will be strengthened in the next version, but the protagonist will still be the T0-level official legal cheat character.)

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