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Stuck with the Failed Villainess

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Ellena Antoinette de Lawrence — the youngest daughter of a prestigious noble family of mages — has always been the laughingstock of the Springvale Academy of Magic. It wasn't for a lack of intelligence or effort, but because every spell she cast invariably ended in disaster. The nickname "Failure Ellena" followed her everywhere, and her last shred of hope rested on one thing: the annual Servant Summoning Ritual. ​However, when she recited the incantation, what appeared wasn't a majestic magical creature — but an ordinary young man from another world. ​Nakamura Izumi was having the most boring day of his life when he was suddenly sucked into a portal of light and landed right in front of a young girl who immediately... kissed him. Before he could even protest, a mysterious mark was etched onto the back of his hand — the mark of a servant. ​Now, Izumi is trapped in a completely foreign world: a world of grand castles, arrogant nobles, and one stubborn little master who punishes him more often than she thanks him. But behind her chaotic explosions, Ellena carries a burden far heavier than it seems — an ancient prophecy linking her family name to the destruction of the world. ​And the mark on Izumi’s hand? It turns out it is no ordinary servant’s mark. ​As threats from neighboring kingdoms begin to stir and dark forces slowly rise, Izumi and Ellena must learn the one thing not taught in any academy: ​That the trust between a human and their servant can become the most powerful magic in the world.
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