The Dead Villainess Is Pregnant With The Male Lead's Child (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 7
Saintess Evangelina ascended the dais alongside the Emperor.
Killion and the entire knightly command knelt before her.
She placed her hands upon their heads, reciting a prayer and bestowing her blessing.
‘So that’s the Holy Maiden’s divine power! Amazing!’
The ethereal glow, resembling delicate snowflakes, settling upon the knights’ heads was indescribably mystical.
‘Evangelina and Killion have finally reunited properly!’
This was the very point where the main plot of the original work, *Evangelina of Dawn*, began.
Veronica felt both excited and conflicted.
As Veronica the reader, who remembered the novel they’d enjoyed together during school days, she couldn’t help but be moved to witness the true beginning of the original story.
But as Veronica the transmigrator, inhabiting the body of a villainess, she felt fear and trembling.
She was happy, yet unable to feel pure joy.
She bit her lower lip firmly, steeling her resolve.
Then she silently cried out toward the Creator of this world.
‘It won’t unfold as it did in the original! This villainess will soon vanish! Just you wait and see!’
[This is the timeline separator]“Might I dare hope for the honor of being Your Highness’s first dance partner?”
As the dance music began, Killion extended his hand toward Veronica, inviting her to dance.
His extraordinary courtesy left Veronica momentarily speechless.
Handsome face, dignified demeanor—any woman would surely find her heart stirred beyond resistance.
“Of course.”
She smiled gently and accepted Killion’s hand.
‘I’m confident in my dancing! Well… assuming I don’t accidentally step on my own hem, that is.’
For several days prior, Veronica had practiced dancing under Empress Sandra’s strict supervision.
The Empress, who cared deeply about the image displayed in high society, had devoted immense energy to preparing for the banquet.
She had even arranged for a stand-in of similar height and build to Killion to rehearse with Veronica.
Fortunately, her body retained some muscle memory.
She managed to dance to the music without arousing Empress Sandra’s suspicion.
Though, admittedly, she couldn’t quite capture the finer nuances, and Sandra’s constant critiques still left her ears ringing.
A lively melody played, and Veronica followed the rhythm precisely as she’d practiced.
But her confidence quickly faded.
It was her first time attending an Imperial Palace banquet, and her partner was none other than this world’s male lead.
Moreover, this was her first real performance—not a rehearsal.
Naturally, the nervous Veronica kept stepping on her hem and even trampled Killion’s foot.
“Ugh… I’m so sorry, Lord Killion.”
“No, Your Highness. It’s my own clumsiness—I haven’t danced in far too long.”
Veronica was impressed by Killion’s gentlemanly grace in covering for her mistake.
As time passed, she grew accustomed to both the dazzling setting and her distinguished partner; her missteps lessened, and before she knew it, she was utterly absorbed in dancing with Killion.
She met his gaze, surrendering herself to his touch.
Though this was their first dance together, it felt as comfortable as if they’d danced together their whole lives.
‘Well… that makes sense. The real Veronica must have danced with Killion countless times…’
In that moment, the weight of all the time the real Veronica and Killion had quietly built together pressed against her skin, leaving her heart achingly tender.
‘For Veronica, it must have been a time of excitement; for Killion, probably not so welcome.’
Fate had destined their paths to diverge—it couldn’t be helped.
‘If the real Veronica were here, she’d surely be thrilled and happy dancing with Killion right now, wouldn’t she?’
The thought of occupying Veronica’s rightful place even brought a pang of guilt.
‘No, wait—why should I feel guilty? The ones who truly stole her time were others entirely!’
Remembering the Imperial Family made her blood boil.
While lost in these swirling thoughts, the music ended.
Veronica found herself deeply nestled in Killion’s arms.
His muscular arm firmly encircled her waist, their bodies pressed tightly together.
“Hah… hah…” Both Veronica and Killion exhaled ragged breaths, staring into each other’s eyes.
‘…Too close!’
At a distance so near that her forehead nearly brushed his lips, Veronica flustered and quickly pulled away.
After bowing politely, she hurried back to her seat—and only then noticed that countless eyes were fixed upon her.
Embarrassed by all the attention, Veronica swallowed a shaky breath.
At that moment, her gaze collided squarely with those of the Emperor and Empress watching her.
The Emperor wore a satisfied smile, but the Empress remained expressionless—evidently having witnessed her dancing blunders.
‘I need to get away—now!’
Veronica fled to the rear table laden with cocktails and desserts.
Left alone, Killion was once again engulfed by conflicted emotions.
His aide, Wendler, who had quietly approached, immediately discerned his master’s state of mind.
“Indeed, Your Highness today is… strange.”
“What do you mean?”
Feeling as though his inner thoughts had been exposed, Killion snapped irritably.
Whether Wendler truly failed to notice his master’s mood—or simply chose to ignore it—he bluntly voiced his thoughts without hesitation.
“During past banquets, didn’t you always stay glued to the Count’s side, worried he might dance with other young ladies? You danced not just the first, but even the second and third dances exclusively with him.”
“…”
That was true.
Even for an engaged couple, dancing together exclusively throughout an entire event was exceedingly rare.
Yet Veronica had always been the kind of person to make even the rarest occurrence happen.
And it wasn’t just that.
The purpose of noble gatherings was to eat, drink, enjoy oneself, and mingle with various people.
But Veronica never gave Killion the slightest opportunity for such socializing.
She clung to his arm wherever they went.
Thus, though Killion had never particularly enjoyed parties or social events to begin with, attending them with Veronica had become especially unbearable.
‘But why is she acting so differently today?’
Even having this thought felt shameful.
It was as if he himself yearned for Veronica.
‘No—absolutely not!’
Killion downed the champagne in his glass in one swift gulp.
Just then, Wendler called out in alarm.
“Huh? Hey! My Lord, look over there! Her Highness has taken another man’s hand! Wait… it’s Viscount Robinson. That fellow… he’s openly boasted for ages about his admiration for Her Royal Highness the Princess.”
“…”
“She really is acting strangely.”
Wendler shook his head, watching as Veronica danced with Viscount Robinson.
“Perhaps…”
Wendler swept his half-lidded eyes around the room once before lowering his voice dramatically.
“Your Highness may have devised a new strategy.”
“A new strategy?”
Seeing Killion’s interest piqued, Wendler eagerly elaborated.
“You know… isn’t there a saying? ‘To win someone’s heart, show them no interest!’”
“I’ve never heard such nonsense.”
Killion’s handsome face twisted as if steam might burst from his ears.
But Wendler pressed on undeterred.
“But look! Precisely because Her Highness shows you no interest, both you and I can’t help but wonder why, can we?”
“It’s not that she shows no interest.”
That’s a ridiculous exaggeration! Killion’s eyes flashed sharply.
Wendler tilted his head, unconvinced.
“She shows no interest—none at all, from start to finish.”
“That’s not true. Just a moment ago, she clearly…”
He couldn’t bring himself to say it—that they’d made eye contact and even smiled. It sounded embarrassingly flimsy, even to his own ears.
“Forget it.”
Killion exhaled heavily, grabbed a fresh glass of champagne, and strode toward the terrace.
He needed cool, fresh air.
Stepping onto the secluded terrace, Killion looked up at the sky as he sipped his champagne.
The stars scattered across the black night sky seemed to ripple and drift elsewhere.
The familiar sight of the starlit heavens—so much like those over battlefields—only deepened his unease.
Every time he stood alone gazing at the night sky, one face always came to mind.
‘Brother, it’s still the same here. Complicated… and noisy.’
His elder brother, long deceased.
Brilliant in every way, admired by many, and endlessly kind to him.
“To be honest, I preferred those days constantly moving between battlefields. That good time is all gone now. How is it where you are?”
Then as now, his brother remained the only person with whom Killion could truly open his heart.
These moments, quietly venting to his brother, were the most peaceful of his life.
Was it the alcohol?
Or perhaps the distant music drifting from afar?
Just as he wished for quiet conversation with his brother, an intrusive thought slipped in.
One about Veronica.
‘Your Highness may have devised a new strategy.’
‘You know… isn’t there a saying? “To win someone’s heart, show them no interest!”’
Wendler’s chattering echoed again in his mind.
The more he thought about it, the more absurd it seemed—and a wry chuckle escaped his lips.
‘A new strategy… to show no interest…?’
It sounded plausible enough, yet utterly unfitting for Veronica.
She wasn’t the type to carefully scheme or plan methods before acting.
She was impulsive.
“That’s right. So this isn’t some calculated strategy.”
Killion murmured to himself, shaking his head.
Wait—if it wasn’t a strategy…
‘Does that mean… she’s simply lost interest in me?’
Frustration surged at the thought, and he began gulping down his champagne.
Just then, he heard footsteps entering the terrace and turned his head.
‘…Her Royal Highness the Princess?’
He’d deliberately chosen this quiet, secluded corner—and yet they’d met here.
A deep furrow formed between Killion’s brows.
‘Could it be… she came looking for me?’
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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I need to sterilise this vile woman to prevent any more possible victims
What I’d wrong with you two!! Subtly flirting. Stick to your roles
You really should listen to Wendy more killion. He has sound advice
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Gasp! Was it really that obvious? Veronica’s voice trembled slightly in panic.
Did you just ask if it was obvious? Were u even making effort to appear like og Veronica?
"It’s fortunate you’ve finally realized, even if late. You’re simply too dim-wit
I think the Empress character has a narcissistic mother personality — she uses her daughter as a mirror for her own glory and doesn’t see her as an independent person
All the way back to his room, Killion grumbled to himself.
Awww this makes me feel sad for my younger siblings
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Wendy ! How are you seeing about everything with such keen insight