Right before the novel was over, she assumed the role of a supporting actor. Also, as the younger sister of the villain who is going to die soon. Two months until execution. While visiting my sister, I often visited the rest of the villains as well, saying , “Didn’t you get better?” “…Yeah?” Those villains began to obsess over me. “I’m asking if it wasn’t acting. Answer me, Margaret Eilish.” You seem to be misunderstanding something. In a dangerously close atmosphere, I looked at the man from afar. ‘Calm down, Margaret.’ Wouldn’t it be better to expose my illness as a lie in front of the emperor’s nemesis, the jailer? I whispered in a little confusion, pretending to be nothing “If that’s true?”