Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 114

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Chapter 114

 

“Lady Anelli!”

 

Someone caught my body as I lost balance and swayed. I had nearly tumbled down the steps, and reflexively grabbed onto his collar.

 

“Are you alright?”

 

He asked.

 

“….”

 

My vision, which had turned pitch black from the intense light, returned. Cold air, and a damp, musty smell from somewhere.

 

My floating senses returned, and only when I met eyes with Jeon, who was looking down at me with concern, did I feel that I had returned to reality.

 

“Jeon.”

 

“I was startled, thinking you were going to disappear again.”

 

His words about being startled didn’t seem to be a lie, as his hands gripping my shoulders were trembling slightly. It seemed that losing me before his eyes previously had been quite a shock to him.

 

“I’m fine.”

 

As I awkwardly regained my balance and stood up, I finally noticed Samuel who had been watching this way. His eyes were filled with indescribably complex emotions.

 

With his gaze wavering like that, I couldn’t possibly pretend not to know.

 

“Samuel Bent.”

 

“…So you found out.”

 

“Yes.”

 

I moistened my lips with my tongue and added briefly.

 

“He showed me.”

 

Samuel, who had been staring at me intently, slowly lowered his gaze. At first glance, his face appeared indifferent to this entire situation.

 

But perhaps because of the vision from earlier? To my eyes, Samuel’s expression now looked as if he had dropped his shoulders in a posture of accepting whatever punishment might come.

 

Unable to find words to say, I was about to remain silent when Minte quietly approached.

 

[Did you meet Diearis?]

 

“I encountered his traces.”

 

[Ah…. He was a loyal knight. He tried to uphold the Captain’s will until the very end.]

 

Bitter emotion tinged Minte’s voice, which I had always felt was rational. Watching her like that made my mood sink as well.

 

I had originally thought of the past Captain and myself as completely separate. But perhaps because I had briefly synchronized with fragments of the past, my feelings toward facing Dura’han were somewhat different than before.

 

The twelve knights that ‘I’ had first liberated.

 

I still had no memories of being with them. But… I did feel somewhat wistful, and a bit closer to them.

 

Whether that was emotion built up through our recent journey, or longing I wasn’t aware of, I couldn’t tell.

 

“If you’ve found what you wanted, let’s get out of here for now. If we delay too long, it could become troublesome.”

 

Jeon gently suggested. Samuel also nodded as if agreeing with that opinion.

 

“We might get blamed for nothing, so let’s seal this up tight.”

 

Jeon clicked his tongue and pointed at Diearis’s coffin.

 

“…Why is it like this?”

 

“It must be because the magic that was dwelling here has disappeared.”

 

The corpse that had been preserved so miraculously intact had completely collapsed and turned to dust.

 

“I’ll close it now. Is it alright to close it?”

 

“Yes.”

 

Even though the magic had disappeared, to think it couldn’t even maintain the form of bone fragments.

 

Suddenly I recalled Diearis’s words about how even the last traces dwelling in his physical body would turn to dust the moment I returned to reality.

 

Diearis’s face when he spoke those words was peaceful. Even though it was merely traces left by a vanished soul, it was certainly still a part of him. So I hoped.

 

That what he gained after such a long wait would be the rest he had dreamed of.

 

* * *

 

Outside the Imperial Tomb, the Emperor’s head attendant was waiting for me.

 

During the time I had visited the tomb, the Emperor’s face had aged considerably again. It would be quite satisfying if his lifespan had also shortened by about 10 years.

 

“Did the prayer go well?”

 

The Emperor wanted to hear the results directly from my mouth.

 

Since there were no tangible results to present to him, I vaguely rambled on with words he would want to hear.

 

Imagining divine oracles and combining words appropriately, I completed nonsense that sounded plausible even to me.

 

“So I can be at ease?”

 

“The Creator bestows equal blessings. He has established His representative to save this turbulent world, so the world will flow righteously. The noble Imperial House’s blessing has received another chance.”

 

I was saying it with my own mouth, but I wasn’t quite sure what the point was either.

 

If you examined each word carefully, it would be hard to interpret that the Imperial House’s problems had been resolved, but the Emperor just rubbed his forehead and nodded.

 

Actually, I had already given word for the flock of crows that had been hovering over the Prince’s Palace to withdraw once I emerged from the tomb.

 

The flock of crows had been one of the sources generating ominous rumors inside and outside the palace, and they were beings that brought baseless foreboding to many people.

 

‘The Emperor must have seen that the flock of crows disappeared too.’

 

From the Emperor’s perspective, he would have no choice but to connect the disappearance of the crows with the Reviver’s blessing prayer.

 

Of course, since it was something I had done, his thinking wasn’t mistaken. It’s just that I was also the original culprit, but there’s no way he could know such a fact.

 

“I’m very grateful to my princess.”

 

The Emperor’s voice as he said this was filled with relief. I glanced at him briefly, then obediently lowered my gaze.

 

“Then may I make one small request?”

 

“Say anything.”

 

He smiled benevolently as if he would grant anything. At least for this moment, I could feel that I had gained his trust to some degree.

 

I deliberately paused, then lowered my chin a bit more. Hoping this action would make me appear more sorrowful and pitiful.

 

“I was a flaw of Roam. Please stop using titles that could cause misunderstanding.”

 

“…I see.”

 

The Emperor’s response, which came a beat late, contained some surprise.

 

The Emperor calling me princess wasn’t because he really thought I was Roam’s second daughter.

 

It was to emphasize that I was from nobility serving the Imperial House. To subtly reveal that despite being a Reviver, I wasn’t affiliated with the Temple, but was a noble of the Empire.

 

From that perspective, my request had a high possibility of going against the Emperor’s mood. If I had made such a request at our first meeting, it might have been flatly rejected.

 

“If that is your wish, I should respect it.”

 

However, the situation was different now.

 

It wasn’t simply because I had helped with the Imperial House’s problems. The Emperor would consider the possibility that true divine will dwelt in me, and this would bring changes to how he treated me.

 

First, he wouldn’t be pleased with me remaining as a mere second daughter of a noble house. That way, no matter how sacred I was, I wouldn’t be able to shake off the family name.

 

Even when marrying a prince, the label of being Roam’s second daughter would be attached, making it difficult to declare that the Imperial House had monopolized divine blessing.

 

‘So he’d rather have the revived me become an independent existence.’

 

Since I happened to be reluctant to be called Roam, there would be no reason to refuse.

 

“You must have suffered greatly carrying out the Creator’s will, so rest well in the Imperial Palace. The Temple and Magic Tower have both responded to my invitation, so the Empire will lead the way in harmony.”

 

“That is a fitting role.”

 

This time he truly revealed his firm will to proclaim that the Creator’s Reviver was in the Imperial House. His face looked as if he truly believed that divine blessing had descended here, not just for political purposes.

 

‘Well, I guess I don’t need to tell him that I’ll leave whenever I want to?’

 

Just when I thought I should end this boring and tedious conversation, the Emperor suddenly changed the subject.

 

“Come to think of it, I heard you’ve grown close to Heinrih.”

 

When I raised my lowered gaze to look at the Emperor, he smiled with feigned affection.

 

“I have two sons, so if you want to escape Roam’s fence, there would be no more perfect choice than this.”

 

Ah, he really won’t give me a break. I had planned to rest after visiting the tomb today.

 

‘He’s going to weigh Heinrih and me against Maxel and Lilia’s positions?’

 

I smiled with my eyes and spoke gently.

 

“I am deeply moved by Your Majesty’s grace. But as Your Majesty must realize, blood ties are tenacious and persistent.”

 

“The Imperial House’s dignity should be able to transcend such boundaries.”

 

“If one wishes to escape the fence, it would be proper to break it down and clear the path ahead.”

 

At my blatant and radical expression, the Emperor’s eyebrows twitched. Pretending not to notice, I dropped my shoulders and looked down obliquely.

 

“However, this would be an unbearable dream, so I should wander the world according to my station.”

 

“The Empire’s embrace is generous, so there are no unbearable dreams. Therefore, Roam will also fulfill their duty as loyal retainers serving the Imperial House.”

 

The Emperor boasted that he would block Roam for me. So come into the Imperial House.

 

It must be because he trusted the loyalty Roam would offer to the Imperial House. The Emperor undoubtedly thought that Roam would willingly offer up Roam’s daughter for the Imperial Court this time as well.

 

The relationship between Roam and the Imperial Court was close. This also meant that the Imperial Court’s power and Roam’s power were complementary. Their relationship wasn’t one-sided.

 

“I will permit it, so enjoy my favor in the palace. A splendid banquet will be held solely for you.”

 

The tiresome banquet talk again.

 

I softly changed the words that had reached the tip of my tongue before speaking.

 

“It’s an honor.”

 

So then. What would happen if I made a relationship that wasn’t one-sided become one-sided?

 

* * *

 

The pest control work wasn’t finished, so I had to take a detour again.

 

To be precise, even though the pest control work was completed, a single grasshopper was spotted, so they said they would start the work over from the beginning. Much more thoroughly than before.

 

Since I hadn’t interfered with this grasshopper appearance, I was somewhat annoyed, but given what I had done before, I couldn’t just complain endlessly.

 

I pulled my coat tight and diligently crossed the garden.

 

‘I wonder if Jeon is at the palace?’

 

The fact that the Magic Tower had responded to the Emperor’s invitation meant Jeon. The guests who came with the Emperor’s invitation were treated with utmost care even in the palace, and Jeon too seemed to have been granted relatively free movement.

 

In the first place, since no one from the Magic Tower had ever come officially like this, it would be difficult to suppress him in any way.

 

So even now, he’s probably waiting for me at the pavilion.

 

‘But how did he get the invitation?’

 

The Emperor’s invitation must have clearly specified the Mage Tower Master. Can the Magic Tower easily intercept invitations addressed to the Mage Tower Master?

 

I was walking while having such trivial thoughts when someone suddenly blocked my path.

 

“Anelli.”

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