Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 135

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Chapter 135

As expected, my sister took the documents about the branch families.

More precisely, by looking at those documents, she seemed to have come up with a new idea. A method of recruiting a family on the verge of being expelled from the branch families to create an excuse to somehow return to Roam.

In a situation where Father was dangling a marriage proposal with the Imperial Palace right in front of my sister, the only way to avoid it was to marry into another family first.

Rather than choosing a completely unrelated family, she had to select a family that once shared even a speck of Roam’s bloodline, so that even if my sister was immediately expelled, she could somehow maintain a foothold in Roam using that speck of blood her husband would have inherited as an excuse.

It was a choice the usual sister could never have imagined.

‘But now she has to do something.’

Well, now Prisian Sister would take care of bringing the marriage contract on her own, so I just had to wait.

I roughly skimmed through the rest with my eyes and sorted them appropriately. After all, I didn’t really want to become a duchess, so was there any need to work hard?

Rather, something else was the problem.

Tap tap!

Just then, there was a sound of knocking on the closed window. I opened the window with delight, and Jigol flew in, fluttering his feathers. It was a reply I had been waiting for more than a full day.

“The reply?”

[Here it is!]

No, why did you attach such a large note to this small sparrow’s body?

Anyway, maybe because he’s big himself, he has no consideration for small beings at all.

I clicked my tongue and unfolded the reply Samuel had sent.

‘I will visit you.’

…Hm?

“…Jigol. Sorry, but you’ll have to make one more trip.”

I wrote that there was no need to come, and if it seemed like the Temple was going to make some strange announcement, please stop them, and tied it to Jigol’s leg again.

Exactly three hours after Jigol flew out the window like that.

“S-Second Miss. There’s a visitor…”

Samuel, who looked suspicious to anyone, with his entire body hidden in a cloak and wearing a pressed-down helmet, visited the Roam estate.

* * *

“A guard?”

“Yes. A guard who accompanied me when I traveled around.”

“If it’s your guard, isn’t he already behind you?”

At Father’s words, Palides straightened his shoulders and coughed.

I glanced at Palides, swallowed the rising sigh, and forced a bright smile.

“As Father knows, Prisian Sister has many grievances against me lately. The employees still follow my sister more, so I just want to call one more of my people to gain peace of mind. If I feel reassured, I’ll send them away immediately.”

Fortunately, Prisian Sister had recently thoroughly ruined my reputation among the employees.

Thanks to that serving as representative evidence of my anxiety, Father nodded reluctantly despite his displeased expression.

I had worried about what to do if he wanted to see the face and made him remove the helmet, but fortunately that didn’t happen.

Since he had already failed to make Palides remove his helmet, he probably guessed Samuel would be similar.

Really, this could only be called lucky.

I calmly returned to my room and let out a long sigh only after firmly closing the door.

“It’s been a while since we met.”

“What on earth are you…! Hah.”

I barely suppressed my voice that was about to rise and plopped down on the sofa. Seeing me holding my forehead and continuously sighing deeply, Samuel coughed briefly.

“I visited because it seemed faster to meet in person and speak, but I didn’t know your situation was bad enough to need a guard.”

Holding back my desire to scold him that it got bad because he came, I gritted my teeth and said.

“…Just tell me what you absolutely had to say face to face.”

If it’s nothing important, I’ll kick you out immediately.

While inwardly grinding my teeth, I was also worried that the situation might be serious if he came running in person.

However, Samuel’s first words were the complete opposite of my concerns.

“The atmosphere at the Temple is better than ever.”

“Good?”

“Yes. Since we discovered new historical materials, everyone is devoutly interpreting the Creator’s words.”

“Those new historical materials…”

“Books discovered in the basement of Febrin Monastery.”

At that moment, the scene of the basement covered in white dust came to mind. The very place where the mysterious Warp Gate that had sent me to the Imperial Palace was installed.

But if it’s materials from that place.

“That… would include content about the two gods, wouldn’t it?”

Considering why that place was a closed monastery, there would naturally have been materials about Birth and death inside the Temple.

There might even be content about divine powers, god’s puppets, or proxies.

Remembering the headless statue in that monastery, I had to consider the possibility that there might be materials reminiscent of Dura’han in the worst case.

“Yes, that’s right. The proxy’s Achievement will also be reevaluated.”

I stared at Samuel speaking rigidly and suddenly thought.

If I hit the back of that helmet, would Samuel’s head hurt, or would my hand hurt?

“Samuel, I think it’s already messed up from the part about there being two gods.”

“Pardon?”

“Do you know how people usually accept content that shakes the foundation of the ruling logic they’ve used for a long time?”

“The Temple doesn’t study doctrine to rule over anyone…”

“You’re a heretic.”

At my direct words, Samuel seemed shocked and closed his mouth.

I could clearly picture what expression he was making inside the helmet without seeing it.

“Samuel. You’re really… comfortable because your faith is firm, but that’s really annoying.”

As I muttered while holding my forehead, Samuel struggled to speak despite his shock.

“I’ll return to the Temple…”

“Return and testify that all the content of those materials is true?”

“I’ve already told the High Priest that I received divine revelation. He’ll surely listen.”

“Samuel, this time it would be good to listen to me. At least I seem more familiar with politics than you.”

As I dismissed his opinion without room for reconsideration, Samuel’s shoulders drooped.

If that person were even half as cunning toward the Temple as he is toward me, he could live more comfortably. The Temple seemed to educate priests very well.

“5 days. No, 4 days? Was it 3 days?”

“…What do you mean?”

“The time given to us.”

It wasn’t divine oracle or anything. This was a conclusion that would be drawn based on the historical materials Samuel had offered.

That Dura’han were creatures that appeared to curse this land. The possibility that the Temple would announce such nonsense as their official opinion had grown too large.

Then hadn’t the possibility of the Empress collapsing also increased?

‘Damn Lilia…’

If she really regained her foresight, curses come out naturally, but thanks to her foresight, I learned about this fact a few days in advance, so… I don’t know whether to be grateful or annoyed.

I was holding my head over this unexpected problem when I took a deep breath.

First… let me contact Heinrih again. And Jeon too.

* * *

Lilia’s daily routine these days was simple.

Reading books in her room, embroidering handkerchiefs, or otherwise taking care of Seiri, who was particularly lonely lately.

At one time, the atmosphere was such that she might be kicked out of the house immediately, but after Anelli came, people’s attention moved away from Lilia a little.

In the past, she would have been angry that her attention was stolen, but this time she was only grateful for Anelli’s presence.

She also hoped that Anelli would fight with Prisian a bit more if possible. The more the two clashed, the more Lilia could breathe.

Lilia leaned back languidly and recalled the conversation she had with Prisian yesterday.

“I already heard that you clung to Anelli.”

“I won’t deny it. But Sister, if you knew how greatly I was humiliated by Younger Sister at the Imperial Palace banquet, you’d have no choice but to understand my actions.”

Lilia made an expression full of sorrow.

“Big Sister, you know how much Younger Sister hates me. I… I just tried to do something, hoping that Younger Sister’s desire for revenge would stop.”

“…Is that true?”

“Yes. But it wasn’t very effective. Younger Sister was burning with revenge and didn’t care about anything else.”

Lilia had been hearing from several employees she had carefully cultivated sympathy from recently that the two fought greatly whenever they met.

From the employees’ perspective, it was probably information given with the intention of helping Lilia avoid unnecessary trouble. Although Lilia was using that information in a different way.

“Do you remember the prophecy I made about Younger Sister?”

“Yes.”

“That prophecy is true.”

At that moment, Lilia saw the trembling in Prisian’s eyes. Knowing that Prisian had great attachment to the Roam Family, Lilia could easily tell that her words had shaken the woman’s heart once again.

“I’m so worried.”

“Such a thing won’t happen.”

“I hope so.”

Truly.

Though their conversation wasn’t long, Lilia had obtained everything she wanted.

Lilia could easily guess that Prisian would cling to Anelli’s ankles even more desperately.

And Anelli would be too absorbed in the information she had given her to focus on Prisian.

While they clashed with each other like that, she planned to focus on the newly received prophecy.

‘I really was the protagonist after all!’

Thinking about the new prophecy made her heart swell with excitement.

Despite her brief worry that she might be nothing special, Lilia had recently regained the ability to know the future.

However, unlike before when it remained clearly in her mind and she could recall it whenever she wanted, now she saw it in the form of dreams.

The time for dreaming was limited, and the speed at which she could read books in dreams was also fixed.

But the most troublesome thing was that her memory of it barely remained after waking up from the dream.

‘It’s inconvenient, but there’s nothing I can do. I have no choice but to record it immediately after waking up.’

After confirming once more that no one was in her room, she quietly opened a drawer. It was a ‘record book’ she had started writing in earnestly a few days ago.

She smiled faintly as she lovingly stroked the cover of the record book. With just this, she could easily turn around the hearts of the Duke of Roam and the Duchess of Roam.

So if just one person, whether Anelli or Prisian, would support her, she would regain her position within Roam.

And after that… she would use this future knowledge to get rid of both of them.

She could place Seiri, who followed her well, in the position of Roam’s successor.

So absorbed was Lilia in imagining the future that spread out like a smooth highway, she missed the buzzing sound of Bee’s wings around her.

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