I Bought the Villains With Money

I was betrayed by my uncle and my trusted lover and stood in front of the guillotine. Even if I die, I swore to avenge my enemies and sharpened my blade of revenge. “I, Cassion Richte Petrora, cannot accept Diana’s death.” I had my head decapitated, and when I opened my eyes, I returned to my 13 years old self. I made a vow as I shed tears of joy. “The revenge I was planning to avenge in hell, I will give it to you in this lifetime.” *** The only thing I had was money, and what I didn’t have was people. So, I gathered people with money… “Let’s poison him, *cough*. You have a lot of money, so you can handle that, right?” Said the twisted sickly prince, “Are you sure you want to sav...