The S-Class Hunter Doesn’t Want To Be A Villainous Princess - Chapter 2
Kim Yiyoung—no.
Now she was Renee Markious, the villainous female lead of <What Happens When an S-class Hunter Turns Into a Villainous Lady?>.
Did she wake up gently in a bed, like in other well-written transmigration novels?
[<The Ruthless Blood Leader> asks where this place is.]
[<The Queen of Waves and Healing> is confused.]
[<The Ruler of Temptation> is pleased to be in a familiar world.]
‘No. If it were that easy, this wouldn’t be that author.’
That was right.
The author of <What Happens When an S-class Hunter Turns Into a Villainous Lady?>, “yllub,” was not that kind of person.
So where had she woken up?
“Isn’t a prison cell a bit much?”
No matter how used she had become to life as a hunter, it still felt unpleasant every time.
Renee quickly scanned her surroundings, gathering information.
‘Let’s see… no other prisoners. Looks like I’m getting special treatment. And for a prison, it's pretty clean. The original owner of this body must have had a high status.’
Re-transmigration.
She had regressed dozens of times and even experienced transmigration before, but this situation was still utterly absurd.
No—beyond absurd, it was infuriating.
After everything she went through to clear that quest, instead of giving her the reward, they threw her into another novel?
And she hadn’t even read this one!
[Quest Window]
<Main Quest - Adaptation 1>
You have now transmigrated into Renee Markious, the beloved daughter of the Markious Ducal House, the greatest fighter family of the Ramdisha Empire.
Renee Markious is the worst villainess in this novel.
Restore your Reputation to -500.
Clear Condition: Reach Reputation -500
Reward: Volume 1 of <What Happens When an S-class Hunter Turns Into a Villainous Lady?>
<Sub Quest - Escape>
You are currently imprisoned in an underground prison on suspicion of murdering the female lead, Leanne Karis.
Escape the prison by any means necessary.
Clear Condition: Escape the prison
Reward: Reputation +20
At least one good thing—
She could roughly understand the situation through the quest window.
The system seemed to be the same; only the world had changed.
Judging by the title and quest content, this was a romance fantasy novel.
'I hate romance.'
Even in her past life, surrounded by ridiculously handsome hunters, she had never dated once.
If anything, she preferred fangirling over them.
“Status window.”
<Status Window>
Name: Renee Markious
Family: House Markious
Reputation: -999
Title:
<The Shame of the Markious>,
<The Abandoned Lady>
???: ??????
???: ???????
Bonus Stats
Power: Calibrating...
Stealth: Calibrating...
Stamina: Calibrating...
Wisdom: Calibrating...
Luck: -999
[Astra Patrons]
<The Ruthless Blood Leader>
Available Skills:
<Invulnerability> Calibrating Level,
<Poison Resistance> Calibrating Level,
<Sword of Asura> Calibrating Level,
<Bloody Zombie Creation> Calibrating Level,
<Way of the Heavenly Demon Force> Calibrating Level, …(see more)
<The Queen of Waves and Healing>
Available Skills:
<Oasis of Awe> Calibrating Level,
<Law of the Ocean> Calibrating Level,
<Summoning...> Calibrating Level, …(see more)
<The Ruler of Temptation>
Available Skills:
<Astaroth's Breath> Calibrating Level,
<Beelzebub's Smile> Calibrating Level,
<Asmodeus' Snare> Calibrating Level,
<Gehinnom's Door> Calibrating Level,
<Belial's Whisper> Calibrating Level,
<Eligos' Promise> Calibrating Level, …(see more)
“Looks like a balance patch.”
Seeing her once-broken stats now being adjusted, it seemed the system hadn’t fully stabilized yet.
“This has never happened before.”
The system had always been perfectly structured—so precise it felt like everything had been arranged specifically for her.
But now it was sloppy.
Which meant—
“So this wasn’t a planned transmigration.”
Was it that <The Tower Master>? That final curse?
Renee began analyzing the situation, drawing from her long experience as an S-class hunter.
But in the end, they were all just guesses.
No clear answer emerged.
“…Let’s start with the quest.”
Escape the prison.
If she was the beloved daughter of a ducal house yet imprisoned for murder, then the female lead must have held significant status as well.
With no information about the characters, jumping to conclusions would be dangerous.
Still, one phrase in the sub quest bothered her.
“By any means necessary.”
That sounds like they’re telling me to use force.
Maybe she should test her current abilities first.
With her original power, breaking iron bars like these would be nothing.
[<The Ruthless Blood Leader> urges you to smash everything first.]
[<The Queen of Waves and Healing> tells you to be cautious.]
[<The Ruler of Temptation> is dancing in excitement.]
Why is that old man so excited?
“—Hey, old man.”
[<The Ruler of Temptation> warns you not utter his name lightly.]
[<The Ruler of Temptation> says his name is especially taboo in this world.]
“You know this world? Explain where we are.”
[<The Ruler of Temptation> tells you this is the world he was born in. More precisely, his homeland is the ‘Demon Realm’ connected to this world.]
'So it’s just your typical romance fantasy setting.'
Where did the author’s creativity go?
“Everyone, check your abilities. Anything changed?”
[<The Ruthless Blood Leader> says his power to split continents has been reduced to the power to split mountains.]
“…When would you even need to split a mountain? Next.”
[<The Queen of Waves and Healing> is concerned that her skills have been significantly diminished.]
[<The Ruler of Temptation> says it's worse than the Demon Realm, but better than the previous world.]
“How bad is it for you, Water lady?”
[<The Queen of Waves and Healing> says can't use her skill <Water Resurrection> in this world.]
“Oh, that doesn't matter because we barely used that skill in our previous world too. Then is everyone okay?”
[Your <Astras> all nod.]
So overall, her abilities were slightly weaker—but still mostly intact.
Which meant the only real concern was this world’s level.
Renee grabbed the iron bars and applied a bit of force.
The door—something that should never budge—was torn clean off.
So cleanly, it almost looked like it could be reattached.
[<The Ruthless Blood Leader> boasts that it’s thanks to his internal energy.]
Crash—! Boom!
The only problem?
Once the bars were gone, the surrounding walls collapsed with them.
“…Maybe I don’t need to worry after all.”
“I-It’s an attack!”
“…An attack? Inside the estate?”
“Y-Yes!”
“Lead the way.”
Ante Markious, the young duke of the Markious family, questioned the guard who had rushed in.
Yet there wasn’t a trace of urgency in his voice.
Naturally so.
The Markious family was known as the Ironblood Ducal House—
a lineage that had risen to become the Empire’s only ducal house through sheer mastery of the sword.
An attack was hardly worth concern.
“Where is it?”
“The underground prison!”
The underground prison?
For the first time, a crack appeared in Ante’s composed expression.
There shouldn’t be anyone down there capable of causing such chaos.
The most dangerous criminals were all kept somewhere.
And right now—
‘Everyone except Renee had already been transferred.’
It had been his father’s order.
A lenient decision for a girl accused of murdering the Empire’s Saint—
the Crown Prince’s fiancée.
Even her own brother thought so.
No—he thought so more than anyone.
'That insane woman finally lost control and caused trouble again.'
When the Saint, Lady Leanne Karis, went missing, everyone had thought the same.
The timing and location were too suspicious.
She had gone missing while providing healing services near the outskirts of the Markious territory.
Naturally, all suspicion fell on Renee Markious.
‘The only person on this continent who would want the Saint dead… is my own sister.’
There was no greater disgrace.
No evidence had been found.
Yet Renee had immediately become the prime suspect.
The only reason she hadn’t been tortured yet—
was because of the Markious name.
‘Why hasn’t Father cast her out already…’
Ante clenched his fist and stepped into the underground prison.
Half the estate’s guards stood ready outside, waiting to subdue a single girl.
“Report. Which fool helped her escape her restraints?”
His assumption of an accomplice was reasonable.
Renee had never once shown interest in swordsmanship.
She preferred poison, assassination, and underhanded tricks.
She would never win through fair means.
“Th-that is…”
“Who is inside with her?”
“...We believe the young lady is alone.”
“Then why haven’t you entered?
"If you’re worried about injuring her, I'll allow it. Subdue her—just avoid damaging her face.”
Instead of answering, the captain stepped aside.
The interior of the prison came into view.
It was dark—
but for someone of Ante’s level, sensing presence was easy.
“...What is this aura?”
“That is why we haven't enter.”
At last, Ante’s expression turned serious as he drew his sword.
Something was wrong.
His sister had finally decided to cause trouble out in the open.
“Brother!”
“Kyril.”
“What’s going on? You even drew your sword? For her?”
Kyril Markious, the second son, had just come running from the training grounds.
Instead of answering, Ante gestured toward the prison.
“...There’s no one down there, right? I don’t sense anything.”
“That’s the problem.”
“What do you mean? If she ran, we can just catch her.”
Ante shook his head.
Kyril was still only a beginner Sword Expert.
It was natural he couldn't tell.
“The problem… is that there’s no presence at all.”
Not even the presence of a rat.
Nothing.
Like the eye of a storm.
“…You’re right.”
Kyril’s expression hardened as he drew his sword.
Though he despised Renee as well, there was no verdict yet.
They couldn’t just find a corpse.
That would only make things worse.
“That crazy woman… did she use some trick?”
“All units—prepare to attack.”
Ante stepped forward, sword raised.
“There is someone below capable of threatening this estate. Move on my signal.”
The guards swallowed nervously and tightened their grips.
Anyone bold enough to threaten the Markious family wouldn't be ordinary.
“One... two—”
And just as they were about to storm the prison—
“Hi! Good morning!”
The source of all the chaos stepped out, cheerfully waving a chunk of iron bars.
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