Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 130
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Chapter 130
A figure in a shabby cloak stood beyond the open door.
Even though the door was open, Anelli didn’t enter immediately, but stood for a moment, gazing quietly at the lobby scene.
“Come in.”
When the Duke of Roam spoke, the other person’s body, which had been standing still like a rock, began to move slowly.
From within the cloak, Anelli’s mysterious purple eyes indifferently swept over the people.
Behind Anelli’s steps, someone quietly followed. It was a female knight wearing a pressed-down helmet.
‘How dare they bring an outside knight to the Roam estate.’
Prisian watched the knight with wary eyes. Just as she was about to point this out with a sharp voice, the Duke of Roam spoke first.
“Who is that knight behind you?”
“A guard I personally employed. Since I left the Imperial Palace, I called them back.”
“I’ll assign you Roam’s knights.”
At those words, Anelli’s lips twisted subtly.
“As you know, I had a small problem with Roam’s knights.”
When Arin Toson was mentioned, the Duke of Roam’s expression hardened slightly.
“The knight who committed misconduct paid the appropriate price.”
“The price he paid has no value to me. It was a punishment I neither requested nor imposed myself.”
The Duke of Roam glanced disapprovingly at the knight standing behind Anelli.
“Yes, I understand your desire to keep someone trustworthy by your side. However, since you’ve brought an outsider, there may inevitably be restrictions on your range of movement.”
Toward the Duke of Roam, who was subtly threatening her with warning-like words, Anelli smiled brightly.
“I’ll separate them when necessary.”
Eventually, the Duke of Roam allowed the knight’s accompaniment by closing his mouth. The Duchess of Roam, who had been watching this scene from the side, interjected with an elegant voice.
“We ended up using this method unintentionally while trying to quietly extract you. You’re not hurt, are you?”
To the Duchess of Roam’s calm question, Anelli shook her head casually while removing her cloak.
“I also prefer coming quietly, so it’s fine.”
When she removed the shabby cloak, a gray dress was revealed. It was a dress that was obviously old and rough, barely put together for appearance’s sake.
Prisian, who had been glaring at Anelli, suddenly realized that outfit looked familiar.
‘Those clothes.’
Clothes issued to criminals. So that was…
It was the same outfit Anelli had worn when she went up to the execution platform. Everything from the cloak to the dress worn underneath.
It seemed Prisian wasn’t the only one who realized this.
“That dress isn’t something I prepared for you.”
The Duchess of Roam’s voice was strangely subdued. As if old thoughts had come to mind, her face looked quite uncomfortable.
Moreover, with the vivid scar on Anelli’s neck, old memories would inevitably resurface whether she wanted them to or not.
“It’s better to be certain, after all.”
“Is that so?”
“Of course.”
Anelli, who had replied casually, turned her head lightly.
Whether their eyes met, Seiri trembled and hid behind the Duchess of Roam’s dress hem.
However, unlike Seiri, Lilia actually stepped forward.
“I’m glad you’re back, younger sister.”
Lilia, with her pale face, spoke in a gentle voice.
But pitifully, Prisian could easily notice that Lilia’s lips were trembling.
Anelli glanced at Lilia, then turned her head without even responding.
Finally, Prisian and Anelli’s eyes met.
Seeing Prisian’s appearance, Anelli raised her eyebrows and tilted her head curiously.
“Sister, what on earth is that appearance? I couldn’t help it, but for you who was at the mansion to not even groom yourself properly.”
Her gentle voice was full of leisure.
“Your standards have really dropped.”
Rather than getting angry at Anelli’s words, Prisian first felt a sense of déjà vu. So a question suddenly burst out.
“Why did you come back?”
“Prisian!”
The Duke of Roam called Prisian’s name in a low voice filled with warning, but Prisian approached Anelli with large steps without even glancing at the Duke of Roam.
“What are you scheming?”
“Oh my.”
Anelli, who had frowned, sighed and looked back at the butler.
“Butler, where is my room?”
“Butler, please guide her. Lilia, go in with Prisian. It’s late today, so let’s catch up tomorrow.”
At the Duchess of Roam’s seemingly flustered words, Lilia awkwardly approached Prisian. Anelli simply turned around indifferently.
At her obvious disregard, Prisian gritted her teeth and grabbed Anelli’s arm.
“Anelli!”
Anelli, who had been about to move away, stopped abruptly. Just as the knight standing behind Anelli was about to react, Anelli raised her hand to stop the knight.
Cold mockery settled in the purple eyes looking at Prisian.
“Oh dear, sister. That’s far too immature and foolish behavior for the eldest daughter of Roam to show. Even if there aren’t many employees around.”
“What?”
“The journey back was too long, so I’m a bit tired. Let’s talk tomorrow.”
Hearing the low reply, Prisian felt her spine tingle.
Because a fragment of some past suddenly revived in her mind. Her past self who had mocked the despairing Anelli.
The contemptuous rebuke she had spat out then.
It was exactly like what she had just heard.
‘This girl…’
The question of why she had returned was no longer necessary. Prisian could now understand the reason without having to hear it from Anelli’s mouth.
Anelli had come for revenge. She had never forgiven Roam, and never would.
‘I have to stop her.’
The realization came like lightning.
In order not to lose Roam, Prisian had to defend her position no matter what.
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The room I was guided to was a familiar room.
“The knight’s room is…”
“I haven’t adapted to the changed environment yet, so I need to keep my guard close by to feel at ease. Don’t worry about it and go.”
The employees looked back and forth between Palides, who was standing quietly, and me, pondered for a moment, then carefully bowed their heads.
After sending the employees away, I slowly looked around my room.
It was almost identical to ‘my room’ that remained in my memory. But this room wasn’t that room from the past. All the furniture filling this room was brand new.
‘My room’ had disappeared. Probably the moment I became a criminal, all traces of me would have disappeared from this mansion.
‘Did they think I would get sentimental if they decorated it like my past room?’
I suppressed the rising sneer. Rather, they probably judged it would be much more convenient to simply recreate how I had used it at the time.
If they had considered anything sentimental even slightly, they wouldn’t have created it like this.
They wouldn’t have recreated this detestable space exactly as it was.
‘I need to shake off these useless stray thoughts.’
Somehow the air felt stuffy, so I immediately opened the window first.
The air that had been deliberately made warm by lighting the fireplace in advance quickly cooled.
A black sparrow and a bumblebee fluttered in through the open window. Not only that, but a black cat jumped up below the window and lightly landed on the railing.
[Boss!]
These were the Dura’han I had released from the bracelet before leaving the Imperial Palace.
‘For now, it’s better to keep only the ones that are easy to carry around and summon more Dura’han depending on the situation, right?’
With Palides by my side under the excuse of being a guard, and having summoned Jigol, Tristan, and Minte, my heart felt incomparably more secure than when I was at the Imperial Palace.
[Palides, did you serve the boss well?]
Jigol, who had eagerly flown into the room, chirped and asked Palides. Tristan and Minte also looked back at Palides.
How much the other Dura’han had envied Palides, who became my guard knight for the reason of being able to transform into a human.
Jigol, who had chirped for a long time saying it didn’t make sense that he couldn’t even stay by my side despite meeting me after so long, finally calmed down after hearing news of Nadab and Ganic who were still in the bracelet.
But it seemed he hadn’t completely given up his attachment to the position of my guard.
At Jigore’s questioning, Minte proudly shrugged his shoulders.
“Of course!”
[Tch… But Captain, don’t forget. I can protect you well too!]
At Jigore’s words, Minte, who was sitting with his tail curled in a circle, let out a sneer.
[A sparrow acting above his station.]
[I’m the fearsome Knight Jigore!]
[So you’re going to transform into a Dura’han now? If you trouble the Captain, I’ll pluck out all your feathers.]
[…Minte is cold.]
At Jigore’s sulky muttering, Tristan spoke in an amused voice.
[Minte is the same as always, whether then or now.]
[You’re still a playboy whether then or now, aren’t you?]
[It would be nice if you were a little less cold, hahaha!]
How fortunate it was to have a Dura’han who could properly assess the situation.
Resolving that I must never put Minte in the bracelet, regardless of the others, I brought a chair over to the window and sat down.
Just being with a few Dura’han after so long made this room feel like a completely different place.
Not the Roam Estate, not the Capital, but just like some inn room we’d stopped at while passing through.
As my tension naturally eased and I let out a deflated laugh, Palides exclaimed in a low voice.
“Oh, Captain. Your ring is glowing.”
“Ah.”
‘Come to think of it, he said he’d send a signal right when he arrived.’
I turned the ring once while wearing it. Then the color gradually faded, and soon the light disappeared.
“What’s that? It looks like a ring I haven’t seen before.”
Come to think of it, wasn’t Palides not nearby when I received this ring?
“This is…”
I parted my lips to explain, but I couldn’t continue speaking. Because whitish mist was gathering and forming the shape of a person.
―Fortunately, it’s working properly!
It was Jeon’s form made of translucent smoke.
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