Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 112

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Chapter 112

 

“Is there a reason to step back?”

 

“There are too many ears to discuss intimate matters of the Imperial House. So…”

 

“What’s wrong with a member of the Imperial family knowing Imperial affairs? Sometimes new ideas come from fresh minds.”

 

The Emperor casually replied and handed documents to Heinley. Accepting them, Heinley spoke calmly.

 

“The land south of Binnel Plain is fertile with flowing water, so selecting it as a ranch would make managing military horses much easier. I will definitely bring results.”

 

“I approve this matter. You go ahead and handle it. Since you resolved Count Siben’s mine issue, you should be able to secure Binnel Plain too.”

 

Maxel, who had been listening to their conversation, turned to the Emperor with a pale face.

 

“Binnel Plain was something I was supposed to handle!”

 

“Originally yes, but hasn’t the Crown Prince been resting with exhausted mind and body since the palace collapsed?”

 

“That, that was true, but I’ve recovered now. I can head to Binnel Plain immediately. I’ll contact the head of the Edinger family who rules there…!”

 

“Coincidentally, I have an appointment with that Baron Edinger.”

 

Heinley calmly interrupted Maxel’s words with a faint smile.

 

“If we move efficiently, wouldn’t everyone be comfortable?”

 

“Your Majesty!”

 

“You have many other matters to handle, so couldn’t you leave one thing to your brother? What’s the use of being greedy for work if you can’t handle it?”

 

The Emperor clicked his tongue while staring at Maxel. Under that gaze, Maxel’s face flushed red.

 

“You should first quiet your own rumors. How can a member of the Imperial House fail to manage even their own reputation? Tsk.”

 

“That wasn’t my mistake. How could God’s will be involved in a monster attack! It was just a simple coincidence!”

 

“Go out there and shout like that to convince everyone.”

 

The Emperor burst into angry words. He was already being tormented by too many people over that issue.

 

“The Reviver, who was resurrected by God’s blessing, views you unfavorably. Could there be any clearer sign of God’s will?”

 

No matter how high the Imperial House’s dignity, it couldn’t stand without this land, the vassals’ loyalty, and the people’s obedience.

 

Therefore, the Emperor couldn’t completely ignore God’s will. Especially in the current situation where God’s anger could be seen with one’s own eyes.

 

Maxel knew this well too. That’s why he had tried to extend a generous hand to Anelli. But it was Anelli who was being hostile toward Maxel out of resentment.

 

Anyone could see she was slandering Maxel out of past grudges. Why wasn’t anyone pointing out this obvious cause and effect!

 

“It cannot be proven that Anelli represents God’s will.”

 

At Maxel’s words, Heinley sighed and muttered.

 

“It seems the talk of being tainted by evil energy is true.”

 

Heinley, who had dropped his eyebrows as if genuinely regretful, looked at the Emperor.

 

“As a member of the Imperial House, I cannot help but be concerned. Actually, I didn’t want to mention this, but given how things have turned out, my silence wouldn’t be helpful.”

 

Silence? Maxel’s gaze wavered.

 

“What are you trying to say…?”

 

“I wonder if Maxel knew. Lilia Roam has a hidden man.”

 

Maxel looked at Heinley with a dumbfounded expression. What Heinley just said was something he had never even imagined.

 

“I secured evidence just in case, and when I investigated his identity, he turned out to be a criminal operating in Claim. I confirmed that meetings with this man continued until recently. And it wasn’t just one person. I also learned she maintains continuous contact with a merchant from a trading company. That company was originally small and insignificant, but after meeting Lilia Roam, it achieved abnormal growth.”

 

“Don’t lie. Lilia has a man?”

 

Heinley glanced at Maxel and continued nonchalantly.

 

“Furthermore, she secretly hid several high-quality mines and didn’t report them to the Imperial House. I stayed quiet thinking Maxel might have borrowed her name… But when I checked, she acquired the mines before she even came to the capital.”

 

What was this about mines? Maxel had never heard anything about that.

 

Before coming to the capital, Lilia was just the daughter of a fallen noble family. Heinley must be seriously mistaken about something.

 

Could he have confused her with another woman?

 

“It would be fortunate if it stopped at scandals with men. If it’s an attempt to secretly secure wealth and power under the guise of scandals, we must suspect her intentions even more.”

 

The Emperor’s expression turned coldly serious. Seeing this, Maxel’s complexion turned pale.

 

Nobles who swore loyalty to the Imperial House must obey without exception. Especially someone about to enter the Imperial House should rightfully have no secrets.

 

If she had been increasing her wealth or securing military power while avoiding the Emperor’s eyes, it could really develop into a major problem.

 

“She seduced Maxel and stole Anelli’s position. Who knows if she’s looking toward even higher places.”

 

“That’s speculation! Your Majesty knows well how innocent and naive Lilia is!”

 

At Maxel’s rebuttal, Heinley clicked his tongue and spoke as if regretful.

 

“Being so blinded as to not cherish Anelli – isn’t this exactly what makes one question the Crown Prince’s judgment? If this fact becomes known, it won’t end with just one Crown Prince’s incompetence.”

 

The Emperor said nothing. But not stopping Heinley’s words was a sufficiently frightening reaction for Maxel.

 

“You cannot stand by and watch a noble who should be loyal to the Imperial House privately display ambition. This is treason.”

 

“That’s nonsense. Seeing you fabricate such lies, Heinley is the one hiding sinister intentions! How could a prince who was holed up in the palace for years know such detailed information? This fellow is the one who has insulted Your Majesty from close by!”

 

“As Your Majesty knows, I am a prince who barely preserved my life. How could I act independently while avoiding Your Majesty’s eyes? The one who gave me this information was Duke of Roam.”

 

This time even the Emperor couldn’t hide his surprised expression.

 

“Roam?”

 

“Worried about causing trouble for the Imperial House, he showed his determination to actively make amends if any problems arose.”

 

The Emperor leaned back in his chair and narrowed his eyes. After swallowing and being lost in thought for a moment, he nodded and muttered.

 

“Yes, looking back, Roam was the problem. If he had taken care of his own blood instead of adopting a daughter from the beginning, it wouldn’t have come to this.”

 

“This information represents Duke of Roam’s loyalty – his desire to recover even by sacrificing his daughter.”

 

Heinley, who had been speaking smoothly throughout, paused for a moment. Whatever he was thinking, his expression grew a bit colder.

 

“Without bold decisions, how could scandals be quelled?”

 

Muttering in an unusually hard voice, he raised his gaze.

 

“The Imperial House will be able to extract much from Roam. So the Imperial House must also make a decision.”

 

Those sunken red eyes were different from what he had always seen. They were like the gaze he had seen when competing with Maxel for the Crown Prince position.

 

Maxel unconsciously gritted his teeth. Heinley, whom he thought he had cut off completely, had actually been cleverly crouching and preparing to leap again at any time.

 

Maxel realized this crucial fact far too late.

 

* * *

 

“What to do. It won’t budge at all.”

 

I tried applying force a couple of times, but it was hopeless. I crossed my arms and glared irritably at the stone coffin. They could have at least made the lid out of something lighter.

 

“It’s not easy to lift either, is it?”

 

“That’s right.”

 

Even Samuel clicked his tongue. Seeing me and Samuel pondering in front of the stone coffin, Jeon spoke in an incredulous voice.

 

“Lady Anelli, this is grave robbing…”

 

“Let’s try using a lever. We might be able to lift it using this gap.”

 

“Good. Is there anything useful?”

 

Jeon, who seemed about to stop me, soon sighed with a resigned expression. Just as I was about to scold him to find a sturdy iron crowbar, I suddenly asked a question.

 

“You’re sure there’s no magic on this, right?”

 

“Yes, there isn’t. And even if there was, you would have opened it somehow anyway.”

 

“That’s true.”

 

He was right. I nodded.

 

I can’t help it. Even though it’s the first Emperor’s coffin, what I need is inside.

 

I’m a Reviver with not a speck of respect for the Imperial House.

 

Samuel began looking around for something to use as a lever. Meanwhile, I examined the stone coffin closely. It does open, right?

 

“Oh my, please step aside for a moment.”

 

Jeon, who had been watching what I was doing with troubled eyes, finally couldn’t stand it and approached.

 

Even so, I didn’t think he could lift the coffin lid that Samuel couldn’t…

 

Huh?

 

“What did you do?”

 

The coffin lid seemed to shift, then slowly began to rise. When I looked at Jeon with wide eyes, he shrugged his shoulders.

 

“I blew magic power into the gap between the lid and coffin, then transformed and hardened it to make it expand.”

 

“You mean magic?”

 

“That’s right.”

 

I looked toward the stairs, thinking guards might come running immediately, but outside was quiet. Why isn’t anyone coming even though magic was used?

 

Perhaps noticing my confusion, Jeon smiled and explained.

 

“Why do you think I warped here? I’ve figured out the Imperial Palace’s barrier performance. It doesn’t trigger unless you use more than a certain amount of magic power.”

 

Come to think of it, Prince Heinley’s communication stone necklace also used small amounts of magic power, so it didn’t trigger the barrier.

 

Seeing the admiration on my face, Jeon proudly lifted his chin.

 

“Delicately handling small amounts of magic power is very, very difficult. Only I can do it, you know?”

 

“Didn’t your brother also make magical tools that could be used within the Imperial Palace?”

 

“…Well, I suppose only about two people could do it.”

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