She let out a cold laugh.
'The opportunities here were all meant for the female lead. So even though I, the villainess, arrived early, it's not my turn to get them. I already knew that, so why can't I just accept it? Why does it still feel so unfair?'
She placed a hand over her heart.
"Calm down, calm down. The process doesn't matter, only the result."
'It's not like I got nothing out of it.'
'Those treasures and Spiritual Medicines outside have probably all been snatched up by the Bloodfiend Den's disciples by now.' Thinking of this, she felt a sense of ease wash over her body and mind.
But then she thought of Jocelyn Grant.
She flipped her middle finger at the empty air.
"Author, come on out! I promise I won't hurt you."
"Seriously? So everything good automatically belongs to the female lead? I refuse to believe it! Isn't the villainess a person, too?"
'So, triggering the Forbidden Spell still requires the female lead's blood?'
