A Runaway Villainess, Now Healing In An Enemy Country - Chapter 57

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【Episode 57】

It was a situation where Nereni might have bitten him and absorbed his magi. Even though she was dying, he was far too defenseless in front of a vermin.

Why exactly had he been so shaken?

We turned Nereni half into a vermin, dealt her fatal wounds, and brought her to the front of the gate station. Since she was tainted with magi, we couldn’t just let her go free.

It would have been cleaner to just bring a corpse instead, but beings created by supernatural abilities evaporated not long after death.

That’s why there absolutely had to be a witness to that death.

‘That’s why I chose that location…’

I expected Nereni to be subdued or killed the moment she appeared. Since she was tainted with magi, she would be treated as a vermin, not a person.

But the Duke didn’t do that. Instead, he protected her.

Even from a distance where I could only see outlines while secretly watching, that came across to me. This was also a completely different picture from my original expectations.

Startled by the Duke’s attitude, I used Jepi’s ability to throw a sword into Nereni.

I didn’t want to do anything conspicuous, but I had no choice. I couldn’t let him come into contact with magi.

“Irene, are you okay? You look pale.”

Just then, Ally, who was lightly carrying the still soundly sleeping Lishie, looked at me and asked worriedly.

Having just escaped from the Citadel, we had reached the short Northern New Empire. It was the forest path we had taken when coming from Belmayer to the Empire.

“…Shouldn’t you be asking Jepi rather than me?”

True to those words, Jepi, who had contributed the most today, was off in the distance retching. It seemed like he was gradually reaching his limit.

“Urgh.”

“Ugh, gross. Just leave him alone and he’ll get better.”

Of course, Ally’s reaction was harsh as usual.

“It’s more about you, Irene. You’ve had a bad expression the entire time we were moving. Are you perhaps carsick?”

She has such good eyesight but slightly poor intuition.

Thinking that only to myself, I shook my head and smiled to indicate I was fine. Ally, who had been looking at me suspiciously, soon left to go scold Jepi.

I plopped down in the grass.

I could feel Davuer’s gaze touching the top of my head, but I deliberately didn’t meet his eyes.

‘It was successful, but my mood is…’

Despite being prepared to risk my life, I had accomplished everything I initially aimed for without major incident.

However, the variables mixed into the process were far too strange.

The wanted order being suddenly withdrawn. The Duke being behind him. Chessier’s attitude being less aggressive than expected. And…

“Irene.”

“…”

I slowly raised my head to look at the man who called my name. Lately, I couldn’t find any trace of him stubbornly calling me by my full name.

He advised in a gentle tone.

“It’s better not to think about what you’ve left behind.”

“…Are you that type, Davuer?”

“If anything, I’m the type who deliberately thinks about what I’ve left behind. I’m telling you to use me as a negative example.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Haha. An empty laugh flowed through my teeth.

My heart was a little restless because everything I had expected went awry. That’s all.

Anyway, Irene Baltres had died safely.

The moment I was certain that everyone present recognized the fact that she had died, I immediately left the scene.

At a speed undetectable to the naked eye, escaping the sealed Citadel without being caught by anyone was easy.

Though there were some restrictions, supernatural abilities had aspects that caught people off guard with power beyond conventional common sense. We would probably arrive safely in Belmayer like this.

‘…However.’

The Emperor wouldn’t stand by and watch the Countess’s disappearance, and judging by Lishie’s reaction, there seemed to be some problem with the Sanctum now too.

It might be related to that strange behavior during the volunteer service.

The knowledge of the original work I knew. The common sense I had acquired growing up. The facts I had seen and heard. All of this mixed together, making my head a complete mess.

…I don’t know, forget it.

Setting aside all doubts and worries, I decided on one goal that would take priority in my future course of action.

“Davuer.”

At my call, he met my gaze.

“I’m just going to think about saving you from now on.”

“…”

“There’s nothing more important than that right now.”

Davuer looked at me as if he could see right through me or had a lot to say, then sat down next to me without a sound.

“…Maybe it would be okay even without the Sanctum.”

Then he casually rested his head on my shoulder.

He looked quite uncomfortable, hunching his whole body due to the height difference, but I didn’t bother to point it out.

He murmured in a drowsy, muffled voice.

“As long as you’re here, I can endure well enough.”

“That’s… really… fortunate.”

Rather than where his hair touched, somehow the ring mark that remained like a scar on my index finger felt itchy.

I rubbed that spot with my thumb and closed my eyes.

Thinking that I just wanted to live well, but wondering why that process had to be so difficult.

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