Hush Now, Saintess!

I transmigrated into a crazy novel and came to possess the body of ‘Roella’, a fake saintess who’s destined to die young. A moment of despair. A determined plan to survive. When the real saintess comes out, I’ll just say, ‘I knew it, I guess I’m a fake!’ then stand down! The perfect plan provided a moment’s repose. Ding—! 〈 Mission : A villainess, but forcibly turning over a new leaf! Raise your reputation. Apply the automatic curse word censorship. Penalty upon mission failure: Death within six months of the recognition of Sylvia as the real saintess. Reward upon mission success: Survival. Would you like to accept this mission? ( I want to ♥ / YES! ) 〉 A ruthless system window with no conscience appeared before my eyes. To ensure my survival, I followed what the system window said.