After My Sister Died, I Went on a Rampage

My elder sister was the most celebrated and talented woman in the capital,

while I was an illegitimate daughter raised deep in the mountains, unknown to all.

Father often said that the marquis's household's glory rested entirely on my sister.

When we met again, she was lying quietly in her coffin, her body covered in dreadful wounds.

They don't know that my sister is the most important person in the world to me.

I won't spare a single person who hurt her.