My Villainous Husband

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Raniero Actilus thought, ‘It was not something to be thankful for.’ After all, it was no coincidence that he appeared with such perfect timing and was able to save Angelica like that. If you think about it, it wasn’t a coincidence. He already knew that Angelica’s drug efficacy would disappear at an ambiguous time.

Designing the hunting ground in such a structure…

Giving Angelica a bow that matches her physique…

And, giving drugs that erased her fears and gave her poison…

Even pushing Sylvia into the place, instilling false hope in Jacques’ mother and son…

All of them were done by Raniero, without leaving out exceptions.

The greatest blessing Actilla, the War God, bestowed upon his godson wasn’t the prosperity of the nation. It was to occupy an overwhelmingly advantageous position in terms of slaughter and war. Not only did he have a strong body, but he was more agile than anyone when it came to splashing blood and flesh.

No one had an equal footing with him. In addition, since he wasn’t well aware of the individuality of each human being, all human beings were more like ants moving in groups rather than beings with their own personalities to Raniero.

It was his hobby to scatter and trample their swarm with branches or to make paths with honey to make them follow frantically.

The Empress from a foreign country was no exception.

All he did was put the four ants into a fight.

While the three ants had their own reasons to fight to the death, Angelica’s priority was to save her life. Because of that, he gave her the drug to engage in the hunt to create interesting scenes actively…

There was no guilt, knowing what side effects it caused on her body. This was because, no matter how eccentric Angelica was to suggest a fun game, she, whom he couldn’t distinguish by her face, was also just one of the ‘ants’ to him. For Raniero, the hunt for the summer solstice this time was nothing more than a play in which the desired scenes were elaborately produced for the purpose of entertainment—all the characters were swept away according to the Emperor’s wishes and his intentions…

One by one, everything went as planned.

What was unclear was how much Angelica, who had lost herself for a moment, would accept what happened at the time though he was convinced that she couldn’t attend the banquet because of guilt and grief.

…Nonetheless, she calmly entered the banquet hall wearing the dress that was given to her.

Raniero, who had entered a little earlier than her, shuddered lightly. It was because, at that moment, he ‘saw’ what her face looked like as if she had been lying.

Why?

Perhaps, it was because she was a strange individual. Even at this moment, she expressed her gratitude to him for planning the nightmare, declaring that she had done nothing but only winning her fight… Somehow, the face of Angelica Unro Actilus gradually became clearer on the ground that was gradually being shaded.