I was falsely accused of attempting to kill my younger sister, who was worshipped as a Saintess.There was not a single person who believed in me, nor was there a person who stood up for me.Not even my blood-related family.I was 14 years old, and it was winter.I, who was Edenbell’s Fourth Princess, was miserably beheaded in front of the masses.After the end of my death, I awoke and what came was”My baby, my precious younger sister.”With a delightful smile, he held my small fingers.That warm gesture, warmth, and touch.He sang me a lullaby as he held me gently and swayed.
![As long as I have the [Shop] skill I’ll have an easy life even in a world that has been transformed into a dungeon~](https://mangagojo.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/06/as-long-as-i-have-the-shop-skill-ill-have-an-easy-life-even-in-a-world-that-has-been-transformed-into-a-dungeon-210x300.jpg "As long as I have the [Shop] skill I’ll have an easy life even in a world that has been transformed into a dungeon~")
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