Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 120

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Chapter 120

Instead of Maxel, who had a slightly stiff expression, Lilia, who was standing beside him, stepped forward with a bright smile.

“Thank you to the Temple members who work day and night to subjugate evil monsters. I heard you also bestowed many blessings for the Imperial Palace this time? Thanks to you, everyone is rejoicing that the Imperial Palace has become peaceful.”

Since there was no Empress, it seemed Lilia, the Crown Prince’s fiancée, was trying to act as the host of the banquet.

Well, if the guests had been ordinary nobles, it might have been possible, but unfortunately, her opponent was Samuel.

It’s a bit awkward for me to evaluate like this, but he’s a fanatic of the ‘Captain’ who is terribly entangled with the ‘past Captain.’

“Yes.”

He indifferently turned away from Lilia’s smile, which was beautiful enough for anyone to look back at, and turned his head toward me.

It seemed he had known my location from the beginning. He just couldn’t approach easily and was staring intently.

Lilia, who had been ignored by Samuel right in front of her, calmly led Maxel and moved on. This time toward Jeon.

“I’ve been requesting meetings for a while, and now I finally get to greet you. Isn’t that right, Your Highness?”

“Ah, yes. I am the Empire’s Crown Prince, Maxel. You attended as the Magic Tower’s representative?”

“We feel very meaningful that the Magic Tower accepted the Imperial Palace’s invitation.”

Facing Lilia and Maxel exchanging words back and forth, Jeon seemed to ponder for a moment. Then he replied somewhat bluntly.

“If it weren’t for Lady Anelli, there would have been no reason to visit.”

At my name being directly mentioned, Lilia’s smile stiffened for the first time. Whether Jeon knew this or not, he just frowned and looked around.

“But where is Lady Anelli? I heard this banquet was held with gratitude toward her?”

“It seems your social etiquette is lacking from being immersed in research at the Magic Tower. First, with us as your hosts…”

“Yes, I’ve lived without caring about anyone’s feelings, so I’m a bit lacking in manners. But seeing how you keep talking, I suppose you’re going to guide me to Lady Anelli?”

I could see several nobles covering their mouths and turning away. Of course, I was among them.

No matter how precarious his position had become, he was still a Crown Prince of a nation and his fiancée, yet he was being treated like a banquet guide.

Someone stepped forward in place of Maxel, who was stunned by the unimaginable request. It was Heinrih, who had been watching Maxel’s tearful efforts with his hands behind his back.

“Since I’m Anelli’s partner, it would be right for me to tell you. I was just about to return to her anyway, so we can go together.”

When a familiar face appeared, Jeon’s expression brightened as if he could finally breathe.

Heinrih, who had casually greeted Jeon as if they knew each other, looked back at Samuel.

“Will you also come to greet her?”

When Samuel curtly replied that he would, the surroundings became noisy again.

“So it was true that Prince Heinrih is intimately acquainted with the Imperial Palace’s guests.”

“I heard he personally takes care of the Reviver’s palace life.”

“Then could the rumors about those two also be true?”

The people who had been whispering looked back and forth between me and Heinrih. I pretended not to notice such reactions and looked up at the chandelier for no reason.

Even during this, the conversation continued.

“Would His Highness the Prince really… with that existence of unknown identity?”

“She was chosen by the Creator.”

“It might not be true.”

“At least it seems true that someone incurred the Creator’s wrath.”

It wasn’t the Creator’s wrath but my wrath they incurred, but since I’m the Creator’s representative, it means the same thing.

I still pretended not to care and listened to the conversations of the fussy noble ladies.

“Then what happens to Miss Lilia Roam?”

“I happened to find out about this… You must keep this to yourself?”

A noblewoman who had almost covered her face with a fan continued speaking in a lowered voice. Of course, no matter how much she lowered her voice, I could hear everything, so it wasn’t much of a problem.

“The Roam Family is conducting a full review of the adoption procedures.”

“My goodness! Are they casting her out because they don’t need her anymore?”

“I didn’t know the Roam Family was this petty.”

“Well, from the time they put their own daughter on the guillotine…”

“They’ve been quite arrogant all this time, flaunting their connection to the Imperial House.”

I don’t think my keen hearing has ever been as useful as it is now. I was listening to all sorts of conversations flowing in when the crowd parted and familiar figures approached.

“Being in such a corner, even someone like you might not be noticed.”

When Heinrih, who was at the front, spoke with a smile, Samuel responded in an emotionless voice.

“It’s a difference in eyesight and attention. You caught my eye immediately.”

“…This is a banquet hall, Samuel Bent.”

“I know. However, it’s true that my physical abilities are superior to Your Highness the Prince.”

“Hah…”

For someone who had been avoiding me for a while, Samuel was exactly as I remembered him. Just looking at his calm expression, he really seemed to have no problems at all.

I newly realized that he was quite good at managing his expressions. Even if he hadn’t become a Knight but had jumped into noble society, he probably would have adapted well.

And Jeon was…

“Jeon?”

For some reason, he had a dazed expression. It was a really stupid-looking face I had never seen in all our time together, which naturally made me wonder.

“Jeon.”

When I called him again, he blinked rapidly as if awakening from a spell.

“Lady Anelli?”

“Yes.”

Instead of answering, Jeon roughly rubbed his face with both hands. What’s wrong, why is he acting like that?

“This is an official banquet hall. Don’t create unnecessary scandals and watch your forms of address, mage.”

“Oh my, Sir Knight. You’re the one staring at Lady Anelli so openly like that—what kind of good rumors do you think that will spread?”

Jeon, who had bluntly countered Samuel’s criticism, slyly lowered his hands and looked at me. Then he frowned as if troubled.

“You are Lady Anelli, right?”

“What kind of question is that? Are you sick somewhere?”

Jeon covered his face with his hands again. Samuel, who had been looking at him with disdainful eyes, spoke cynically.

“If you’re not feeling well, it would be better to go home early, mage.”

At those words, Jeon muttered a response while covering his face.

“Shut your mouth, Knight.”

Heinrih, who had been looking back and forth between the two, calmly added.

“Do you forget that you have a good means called names?”

And I looked at the three men intently, then clicked my tongue and shook my head.

How fortunate it was that the banquet attendees were standing at a distance from us, being considerate.

I couldn’t be more grateful for the fact that the banquet hall was noisy and these men’s voices were quiet. To others’ eyes, it would just look like we were having an intimate conversation.

Heinrih, who had stayed by my side for a brief moment, glanced around and said.

“Well then, I’ll go back to my social activities. If I don’t step up, they all seem ready to swarm over here.”

“Please go ahead.”

When I immediately nodded, Heinrih looked at Jeon and Samuel with bitter eyes.

“They’re not very reliable, but they’re better than nothing.”

As Heinrih moved away from us, the nobles who had been hovering around cautiously flocked to him.

Heinrih skillfully led them away from us with an expertise that made it hard to believe he had been away from banquets for a long time.

Of course, not all the spectators had disappeared. I could feel several women who were conscious of Jeon and Samuel persistently sending glances our way.

It was fascinating to see them staring so enthusiastically when Samuel was a cleric and Jeon was someone whose origins we didn’t even properly know.

‘Should I step aside for them?’

While I was having such thoughts, Samuel suddenly extended his hand.

“Would you dance one song with me?”

At the unexpected invitation, I looked up at Samuel with wide eyes.

“You know how to dance too?”

“Yes.”

“But dancing at such occasions wouldn’t be your preference…”

I was about to say it wouldn’t seem like his preference when I suddenly closed my mouth.

Many people in the banquet hall were paying attention to me, and if I went to the terrace, there were plenty of people who would follow with the excuse of a mistake. What would be a good way to have a private conversation?

So Samuel’s dance invitation wasn’t strange at all in some sense.

“Dancing?”

Perhaps because he would have to wait alone, Jeon’s expression rapidly worsened.

Seeing Jeon acting like someone with banquet phobia made me feel a little sorry for him, but I really needed to have a conversation with Samuel.

“Let’s do that.”

When I readily extended my hand to him, he led me with an extremely exemplary posture.

Through the thin lace gloves, I could feel the firm texture of his hand.

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Anelli was beautiful.

Samuel gazed at Anelli standing before him with fresh eyes. What more expression was needed? No matter what adjectives he might bring forth, they would all mean the same thing in the end.

Anelli, dressed up to attend the banquet, was truly beautiful.

Unlike her usual bare-faced appearance, today she was brightly made up, which made her pale complexion look vibrant and lively.

Her red lips sparkled even more brilliantly from the wine she had been drinking just moments before, and her violet eyes shimmered mysteriously each time her long, lush eyelashes fluttered.

The silk dress that rustled with every movement was a deep blue color, beautifully adorned with golden embroidery and incredibly splendid.

Black lace shirring was layered on top, spreading out like a blooming flower each time she spun around.

The dress exposed her neck and shoulder line, and perhaps because of the deep color, Anelli’s white skin stood out particularly. As did the scar on her neck.

‘She deliberately exposed her neck.’

She had neatly pinned up her hair and secured it with hair ornaments, and while she adorned herself with earrings, bracelets, and rings, she wore no jewelry around her neck.

So the scar that remained vividly on her neck almost looked like jewelry itself.

In other words, even this scar served to make her stand out.

‘Was she always like this before her resurrection?’

Samuel had never yearned for high society or harbored any attachment to the nobility. He had been tremendously satisfied with his religious life and believed he would be for the rest of his life.

However, today he found himself curious for the first time about the high society he had never known. Probably about how Anelli would have looked actively participating there.

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