Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 143

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Chapter 143

Lilia’s gaze moved slowly.

It had been quite a long time since she visited the Duchess of Roam’s private chamber. From a certain point onward, the room’s owner had stopped calling for her altogether.

That was probably from the time when Maxel began losing his standing in the Imperial Palace.

“I’m so happy to be sitting face to face with Mother like this.”

“You must have been tired from dealing with false rumors, and I neglected you while worrying about Anelli. I hope you weren’t hurt by that.”

The Duchess of Roam’s voice was affectionate. However, Lilia no longer trusted her based on appearances alone.

There was once a time when she thought she had the people of the Roam Family in the palm of her hand. But through the recent series of rapidly changing events, Lilia had learned much.

The greatest realization was that Roam was a far more ruthless place than she had imagined.

To survive in this place that was like thin ice, she had to protect her regained prophetic ability at all costs.

And to avoid losing her prophetic ability, she had to act more proactively to ensure these prophecies became reality.

“Everyone tends to get swept up in sensational rumors easily. But I believe people will surely come to know the truth. Rather, I’m so sorry for causing Mother worry due to my immature actions.”

“No one will dare speak carelessly about a member of Roam. Your father won’t stand for it, so put your mind at ease.”

As if she had completely forgotten that just last week there were rumors about Roam reconsidering the adoption procedures, Lilia let out an exclamation with a moved expression.

“Thank you, Mother. And you don’t need to feel sorry. I regained my prophetic ability during my time of self-reflection, so it’s actually fortunate.”

The Duchess of Roam gazed meaningfully at Lilia, who was smiling lovingly. Then she quietly turned her attention to her teacup.

Lilia, who had been carefully observing the Duchess of Roam’s expression, changed the subject with a deliberately cheerful tone.

“I’m truly glad my prophetic ability returned. The world these days is so unpredictable. Just recently, the Temple made a frightening announcement.”

“They did.”

“To think that a traitor who betrayed the Creator was born in the form of Dura’han, it’s truly shocking.”

Lilia feigned a deeply sorrowful voice.

“That’s why I’m so worried. It seems like Younger Sister keeps getting entangled with Dura’han.”

Despite Lilia’s continuous words, the Duchess of Roam drank her tea without any sign of being shaken.

Lilia, who had been closely observing her reaction, continued with a slightly more exaggerated voice.

“Mother, do you know about the situation on the day Younger Sister appeared at the Imperial Palace?”

The Duchess of Roam didn’t give any particular answer, but Lilia was confident she was listening to her words.

“The Dura’han that attacked the Imperial Palace appeared from the Black Tower. But Younger Sister also appeared from that same place. Why did she appear from the same location as that terrifying Dura’han?”

“Anelli is a Reviver chosen by the Creator, so it must have been to confront the rampant evil.”

“But according to Maxel, when the Imperial Palace knights tried to kill the Dura’han, Younger Sister stopped them, didn’t she?”

As soon as Lilia finished speaking, the Duchess of Roam set down her teacup with a sound.

The clinking sound of the porcelain cup hitting the saucer was small, but it was enough to make Lilia close her mouth.

“It seems you’ve already forgotten the great humiliation you suffered from the Magic Tower’s guest at the banquet hall.”

At the Duchess of Roam’s gentle words, Lilia’s eyelashes trembled.

“Mother.”

“Pointing a sword at family living under the same roof is like cutting off your own arm. As sisters, you should naturally build affection.”

The Duchess of Roam, who had lightly pushed away her teacup with her fingertips, rolled her eyes to glance at Lilia.

“As a younger sister, wouldn’t it be right to warmly welcome your older sister who has returned home with difficulty?”

Her voice was kind, but there was no warmth in her gaze.

Lilia, who had been blinking rapidly, couldn’t bear that look and turned her head away first.

‘If it had been Prisian Sister, she wouldn’t have received such a warning.’

Lilia was an adopted daughter and had to be much more careful about reading the situation. This fact twisted her feelings.

Lilia, who had been silent for a moment with her lips pressed together, forced herself to lift the corners of her mouth.

“I know Father decided to support First Prince instead of Maxel. But that will fail.”

“Is that your prophecy?”

The Duchess of Roam asked in a leisurely tone. Her calm tone showed not the slightest sign of agitation.

Lilia suppressed her impatience and bowed her head a little more.

“Maxel was destined from the beginning to overcome adversity and become Emperor. I already knew that.”

“So what you’re saying is that the current Crown Prince is experiencing adversity.”

“First Prince might be able to temporarily divert Emperor’s attention while Maxel is struggling. But that’s only temporary.”

At Lilia’s words, the Duchess of Roam smiled as if amused.

“Have you forgotten what caused Emperor’s attention to turn away from the Crown Prince?”

“Because Younger Sister, who became the Creator’s Reviver, holds a grudge against Maxel.”

At Lilia’s firm words, the Duchess of Roam’s smile faded slightly. Capturing that change in expression with her eyes, Lilia spoke again in a strong tone.

“Maxel didn’t incur the Creator’s wrath, but Younger Sister’s wrath.”

The Duchess of Roam erased her smile and let the corners of her mouth droop with a subtle expression.

It was an ambiguous look whose intentions were unreadable.

“Please help us. Maxel and me.”

Lilia pleaded with a delicate face. They were kind and warm green eyes that would shake anyone’s heart.

But unfortunately, Lilia’s specialty no longer worked on the Duchess of Roam.

“It’s already too late.”

The corners of Lilia’s mouth trembled slightly. After briefly lowering her gaze and quietly catching her breath, Lilia composed her reason more calmly than before.

Now she knew that she could no longer captivate the people of Roam with simple appeals like smiles or tears.

In the first place, Roam had accepted her because of the prophetic ability she possessed. And now that she had regained that ability, Lilia had no reason to shrink back.

“Why do you think the Temple suddenly made such an announcement? It’s because something is going wrong and they need to correct it.”

Dura’han are rampant evil.

Lilia completely trusted the Temple’s announcement. Dura’han were beings that had to be exterminated even in the future she knew.

And in Lilia’s future, it was naturally Maxel’s role to defeat those beings. In her regained prophetic power, Anelli’s role existed nowhere.

If Anelli truly was the Creator’s Reviver, how could there be no trace of her in her own dreams?

“How can you guarantee whether monsters submitting to Younger Sister is the Creator’s power or the power of evil?”

“That’s a dangerous statement.”

The Duchess of Roam quietly threatened her as if scolding.

But Lilia wasn’t easily intimidated. Remembering how difficult it had been to arrange this tea time with the Duchess of Roam in the first place, she couldn’t simply retreat.

When she was in such a precarious position that she could be expelled at any moment, time for tea alone together couldn’t even be created.

The fact that the Duchess of Roam was sitting face to face with Lilia meant she judged Lilia’s words worth hearing.

Lilia opened her mouth again.

“As long as Younger Sister is praised as a Reviver, it’s natural for Roam to keep her. But is there really a need to establish her as Roam’s heir? What if it’s later revealed that Younger Sister has any connection to monsters?”

As Lilia moved on to several topics she had been consistently arguing, the Duchess of Roam observed Lilia with a quiet gaze.

“Are you saying we should bring Prisian back?”

At the Duchess of Roam’s question, Lilia sighed and lowered her gaze.

Prisian had already been pushed out of the mansion once, and in that process, her relationship with Lilia had become slightly strained.

Having watched how Prisian behaved toward her when she lost her prophetic ability, Lilia had no reason to insist on Prisian.

Rather, through those events, she had only confirmed that Prisian was too burdensome for her to control.

But that didn’t mean Prisian was someone she needed to bow and scrape to either.

After all, hadn’t Prisian been pushed aside even by Anelli?

“Father is in good health, so he can certainly maintain that position until Seiri comes of age.”

“It seems you’ve tried to use your head in your own way, but…”

The Duchess of Roam, who had elegantly picked up the teacup she had set down, continued in a cold tone.

“In this unexpectedly rekindled succession struggle, Maxel isn’t prepared for anything.”

“Then do you think First Prince will be able to ascend to the throne, Mother?”

At Lilia’s meaningful question, the Duchess of Roam narrowed her eyes.

Lilia spoke to her with a confident voice.

“First Prince has Empress’s support, but he will soon lose that support. I know this.”

“I’m sorry, but Lilia, we already suffered great losses by rashly casting out Anelli.”

“Then and now, I simply cannot stand by and watch Roam head down the wrong path.”

In the past, such earnest words from Lilia might have been effective.

However, the moment Anelli was revived and returned with the Creator’s blessing behind her, Lilia could no longer gain the same absolute trust as before. Anelli’s very existence proved that Lilia’s prophecies had gone astray.

Knowing this, Lilia wasn’t disappointed by the Duchess of Roam’s firm attitude. Instead, she calmly spoke of the future she knew.

“Maxel will subjugate the Beladia Mountains.”

Perhaps because she heard an unexpected place name, a gleam appeared in the Duchess of Roam’s eyes.

“Because those Dura’han that the Temple identified as rampant evil have their base in the Beladia Mountains.”

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