The Villainess Enjoys a Carefree Married Life in a Former Enemy Country in Her Seventh Loop

Chapter 2

This is a retranslation since copies of the early chapters have been lost. I'll translate as fast as possible, but please enjoy the updates for now.

In her first life, after her engagement was broken off, Rishe wandered around aimlessly with nothing but her clothes on.

Fortunately, Rishe came across a peddler's wagon. They bought a piece of the jewelry she was wearing, and then she headed off to a neighboring kingdom with a bunch of good-natured merchants.

As an apprentice, she learned the tricks of the trade. Once she was capable of handling her own business and bookkeeping, she set out on her own and traveled the world.

A Duke's daughter until the age of fifteen, Rishe certainly had a keen aesthetic sense.

She collected exciting wares and sold them to eager customers. In the course of time, repeated exchanges like these eventually evolved into a huge enterprise, bringing into the line countless people.

She did business with the king of a desert country and the prince of a land of snow.

Five years passed, and just when she was one country away from fulfilling her life dream of ?traveling around every country in the world?while trading, Rishe wound up dead in a war.

The next thing she knew, she found herself back in that moment when the Crown Prince was telling her that he was breaking off their engagement, that evening party when she was fifteen years old.

?Rishe Ilmgard Wertsner! You're a vile and vicious woman, unbecoming of this Crown Prince's fiancée. I hereby break my engagement with you!!?

Of course, Rishe was stunned at first. The Crown Prince was so ecstatic upon seeing her blankly staring at him and said,?Are you that distraught over our broken engagement??

Rishe scanned the surroundings and discovered that everything was just as it had been five years ago. She stood there in the dress and accessories that the peddlers bought from her.

She thought she might be dreaming.

Or perhaps everything that happened in the past was a dream.

Rishe stood confused like that, but she couldn't remain in a daze. She snapped back to her senses and began to take action to ?start over?.

In her first life, Rishe lived as a female merchant and steadily expanded her business, but she had always regretted this night.

Hence, the moment she was sentenced to exile, she rushed home.

?…Thank God! Thanks to you, I can redo this night all over!)

Rishe was truly relieved.

(Now… I should be able to make it this time. I have to get home and retrieve the capital for my business in my room!!)

This was her only regret in her first life.

?If only I had had more assets back then, I could have expanded my business earlier and realized my dreams sooner!?

She complained so many times to the king of the desert, who was her best business partner, and then he retorted,?Don't tell me that that is the only aspect you want to redo?? Yup.

When Rishe arrived home, she took her jewelry box and a handful of books she had inherited from her late grandmother. She then went to the forest where she had met the peddlers, but because of her detour home, she was unable to meet them. She then headed for the forest where she met the peddler crew, but was unable to meet them because of the detour to her house.

A little thought went into this matter. Unfortunately, she missed them.

I've been given the opportunity to ?redo my first life, but at the same time?, then the next time, chances are ?things may go wrong in a way that it didn't the last time.? This was the lesson I learned.

Thus, in that life, her path to becoming a merchant was shut.

I could have tried my best to start a business, but connections are crucial to doing business. Without acquaintances in business, it was infeasible.

As she was sorting through her belongings, she found an illustrated guide to medicinal herbs mixed in with his books.

It was an illustrated book of medicinal herbs from a foreign country far from the kingdom. After selling her jewelry, Rishe used the money to travel across the sea and began studying pharmacy.

Fortunately, the knowledge Rishe gained from her merchant days in her first life came in handy.

Information such as expensive ?medicinal herbs are available cheaply in this kingdom? or ?diseases are prevalent at this time of the year in this kingdom? was quite useful.

Thanks to these, Rishe lived a reasonably fulfilling life as a herbalist.

Her days were rewarding, as she saved a sickly prince and succeeded in mass-producing rare medicines with the knowledge she gained from her merchant life.

However, this time, she died yet again on a visit to an epidemic-stricken area.

And so, for the third time, her engagement was called off, and her third life started anew. From that point on, her fourth and subsequent lives played out in similar fashion.

She became an excellent handmaiden and witnessed her lady happily get married off. She disguised herself as a man and became a knight. Each life was rewarding and a whole lot of fun. ?? I had a very good time in each of my lives. ?? Life itself was.

(But I will inevitably die at the age of 20…)

That was the problem.

Although Rishe had enjoyed her life to the fullest in all six of her lives in her own way, she had never lived long.

Besides, she had been too busy in each loop.

(Although all of them were fun, I want to enjoy a laid-back lifestyle for once. And it goes without saying, I don't want to die! This time, to live long and live comfortably, first I'm going to make money in five years. Then, I must take precautions against getting killed at the age of 20 and live a carefree life from here onwards!)

Determined to do so, Rishe ran around the castle.

She had to get to her house as quickly as possible, jump into the grounds before the rider messenger from the castle, and pack up her various belongings.

(Would it be quicker if I go from the castle balcony down through the trees, and into the garden?)

Inspired by this brilliant idea, she hurriedly changed direction.

Rishe was on the battlefield as a knight in her sixth life, just before this seventh life.

Having experienced the rigors of the knightly profession, she wasn't at all undaunted about jumping from a balcony to a tree.

(I can do it. I'll be fine.)

While running, she took off the jeweled hair accessory she was wearing for the soiree. With that action, her coral, which was pinned up, fluttered and spread out.

Rishe's hair, with loose waves only at the tips, was long enough to reach her waist and a bit obtrusive. However, it was unsafe to move around with a hair accessory on, so it couldn't be helped.

(This hair accessory alone would bring in a good deal of money if sold. I'd better collect some more from home, though.)

She must somehow reach the mansion before her parents get wind of the commotion.

But just as she turned the corner toward the balcony, she bumped into something.

?Waaah?

Squealing in a manner unbecoming of a young lady and stumbling back a few steps, Rishe looked up at what was in front of her.