I Became the Youngest Daughter of the Villain Family
In a flash, misfortune came.
I, a 25-year-old flower, suddenly passed away and reincarnated.
Death and birth were inseparable; however, I never thought I’d be reincarnated as soon as I died.
I wonder how I passed away.
My life has always been rock bottom, but there was a fine line between good and bad.
Whatever, I’ll just move on.
What’s important is where I am now, and what kind of life I will strive to live from now on.
I was satisfied with the fact that I was reincarnated with memories of my previous life.
While I was struggling just trying to figure out how to make my useless legs work, I was treated as a precious toddler in my house.
A kind mom and dad, a big brother who had always been delighted to see me, and a twin sister who’d embrace me every day.
I was treated as a treasure in my house to the point where my legs were deemed useless.
Kugh, I had been reincarnated to my own doom.
I was happy.
I thought I was born with a golden spoon.
However, despair arrived far too quickly for me.
It was my 7th birthday.
“It’s time for our Estiya to take classes.”
I was excited.
As I have seen in novels, it was a given I had to take nursery classes as a noble.
Elegantly drinking tea, arranging flowers, embroidery, dancing … However, everything was out of my expectations, and my predictions were completely wrong.
On the day of my birthday, I distinguished a collection of presents that had been prepared for me.
“D-D-Dad, what is this?”
The unoccupied warehouse was filled with gifts.
Because of the light that penetrated through the small window, the jewels embedded on the gifts glistened and gleamed miraculously.
One of them looked so expensive and colorful that I had to cover my eyes with the back of my hands.
However, these gifts weren’t appropriate to present a young aristocratic lady.
Daggers, lengthy swords that weren’t covered with sheaths, a flail with sharp spikes, a small spear and short sword that was more than twice my height.
In addition to overly sized bows that were similar to the ones you would see in a fantasy game, what is it with that thorny iron ball?
The warehouse was full of dangerous weapons.
I blinked my eyes.
“Oh my God, is there anything more adorable than Estiya’s stammering? Take a close look at this sword, Estiya.
These were weapons used by Count Kiskaya, one of the legendary figures from the Three Great Dynasties.
They smeared thousands of people’s blood.
Legend has come to say …”
Her father’s explanation of the weapons was endless.
“Well, so, all these weapons gathered here are legendary?”
Furthermore, these weapons also slaughtered thousands of people.
What do you say? Isn’t it great?”
I couldn’t find the answer I wanted and thus was left completely speechless.
As an ordinary aristocrat who was only seven years old, I needed an explanation as to why you were giving such a gift to myself.
I like to smash grass with rock while outside and throw pebbles.
“You know what, honey? Estiya is more interested in conducting poison.
I’ve observed her studying poisonous plants.”
That’s not it! I was playing house!
“Oh, my … is it like that, Estiya? It seems this father didn’t know anything about our Estiya.
Then, I’ll construct a lab for poisonous plants right away.
The class is all about your effort and when you feel like it.
Isn’t that great?”
Isn’t that great, isn’t that great, isn’t that great …
My father’s question, like an echo, striked my ears.
“And this arsenal is also yours.
So whenever you feel like it, try it out.
If you need a practice partner …”
My father’s eyes gleamed.
I realized that I should never ask.
I wasn’t reincarnated to live free, I was possessed by an evil spirit.
I was the youngest member of the villain family, who couldn’t even find or feel any hope.
My family, Cartina, was a villainous one that contained no room for salvation.
Cartina (excluding me) didn’t perform small bad things in the social world, such as stealing drinks, accessories and treasury from nobles.
They commit crimes such as capturing people, torturing them until it becomes boring, then sell them to human traffickers …
They were like kings of the back alley.
Like a mafia? No, a Triad in Hong Kong*? Anyway, They were terrible.
*TL/N: The Hong Kong triad is distinct from mainland Chinese criminal organizations.
In ancient China, the triad was one of three major secret societies.
I’ve read the novel, and the writer’s objective was horrible! Since we were the villains, our relationship with the main character was also trash.
Killing his parents, selling his sister as a slave to the human traffickers, destroying the family that helped the male lead, leading the women whom the male lead loved …
I’ll skip that part.
Revealing that this novel is a rated-19, hardcore novel from the male lead’s point of view, our family’s atrocities are to be left to your imagination.
“Estiya, this is a creature I just caught.
Do you want it?”
“Estiya, this sister stole a book on how to make poison from the back alley that’s 100 years old.
It’s a gift.”
“It probably takes a long time to get to class.
Estiya, should I buy you some slaves from the Western Empire?”
However, although they were psychopaths, the members of the villain family adored me.
Estiya, Estiya, Estiya … to the point where I started hearing voices during my sleep.
Their love for the youngest daughter was special.
So naturally, I grew up in the residence as their youngest daughter, Estiya Cartina.
I lived as a Cartina for 17 years.
In that time period, I learned various skills that evil characters managed to pull off, such as swordsmanship, physical arts, bomb manufacturing, poisoned arrow shooting, archery, and mental endurance.
“Our Estiya, I heard you failed the poison manufacturing promotion test.”
“She can’t do it.
Should I steal the test papers?”
“You don’t have to.
I’ll have the test tube rea
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