[If three or more people doubt your death, your soul shall be saved.]

Betrayed by my uncle and the lover I trusted, I stood before the guillotine.
I sharpened the blade of vengeance, swearing to get revenge on my enemies even in death—

“I, Cassion Lichte Petro, cannot accept the death of Diana.”

When I opened my eyes after being beheaded, I had returned to when I was 13 years old.
Shedding tears of joy, I vowed:

“The revenge I was planning to take in hell, I’ll give it to you in this lifetime.”

What I have is money; what I lack is people.
So, I gathered a few people using money, but...

“Let’s poison them, cough. You have plenty of money. You can cover it up, right?”
A twisted, sickly prince;

“Are you really going to get me a corpse? Can I dissect it?”
A genius doctor obsessed with anatomy;

“Just give me information. Then I’ll do anything.”
An information-broker aunt, Chyo, who has neither justice nor conscience when it comes to information; and

“Become my disciple.”
The continent’s greatest scammer, who is trying to take me on as his apprentice.

Somehow, I’ve only gathered people who reek of villainy.
Will I be able to safely become the head of the family and take revenge on my enemies?