Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 16

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Chapter 16

‘…Damn it.’

My body, which had been rolling around after falling, finally stopped when my face smashed into the ground.

[Captain!]

Nadab seemed to be calling me urgently, but my ears were ringing so I couldn’t hear him clearly.

Amidst the dizziness, I felt dull pain throughout my entire body. I wasn’t dead, but surely not all the bones in my body were broken…?

I felt someone lifting me up as I gasped for breath. It was Nadab, who had returned to his Dura’han form.

Hey, you can’t let the Temple see you in that form…

[Excuse me, Captain.]

I ended up being carried away like luggage by him. I didn’t know how this sorry state would look to the search party that followed, but I could tell it wouldn’t look good.

No, it wasn’t just that it wouldn’t look good. I already had a history of being kidnapped by a wyvern once before.

They would try to understand it in their own way.

This time I might become the resurrected one kidnapped by a Dura’han…

I closed my eyes just like that.

* * *

“The resurrected one!”

“My lady!”

“There’s blood over here!”

“My lady is in danger! We must rescue her quickly!”

Samuel, who had been glaring at Arin with disgusted eyes as he urged on the soldiers, bit his lips and looked away.

Just before Anelli, who had fled with quick wit, hid herself in the forest, she was hit by an arrow shot by Roam’s search party.

‘I wonder which side is more dangerous.’

Samuel, who had been standing a bit behind them, knew that the person who shot the arrow was none other than Arin.

Arin Toson was supposedly Anelli Roam’s knight. He had even seen him crying and praying, grateful to God for getting a chance to make up for his sin of failing to protect his master.

Yet such a person aimed a bow at his own master. No matter how much he wanted to do his best to catch her, it was incomprehensible behavior.

Even stranger were the Roam soldiers who weren’t surprised by Arin’s actions. They seemed to have no interest in Anelli’s wellbeing.

Rather, they were encouraging each other to catch her by any means necessary, saying that since she was a resurrected one whose severed head had been reattached, ordinary wounds wouldn’t be a problem for her.

He even thought he heard them say there would be a reward for whoever caught Anelli first.

‘A bounty on their master’s person, they’ve lost their minds.’

Samuel suppressed his rising cynicism. However, he couldn’t hide the contempt in his gaze as he looked over the Roam soldiers.

“Ha.”

After devoting himself to the Temple, Samuel hadn’t particularly interested himself in worldly affairs. Though his family was also a noble house serving the Empire’s Emperor, he had already sworn to lay everything down and dedicate his life as a servant of God.

He had only heard of Anelli Roam’s infamy through rumors, knowing less than what others knew, or even less than that.

Therefore, naturally he didn’t know specifically what kind of place the Roam Family was.

If he hadn’t just seen Arin aim a bow at someone who was supposedly his former master, he would have remained uninterested in the future as well.

“Samuel Bent.”

“Did you catch that man?”

“…I’m sorry.”

Anelli had definitely been traveling with some man. Samuel, who had been lying in ambush by the riverside, tried to split the group in half to catch both people, but failed.

Naturally, he had left the man to other soldiers and chased Anelli himself, but to think they’d let the man escape when he thought he’d be easy to catch.

“He was someone who used high-grade magical tools.”

Samuel glanced at the soldier making excuses and silently looked away.

Though hidden by the bushes and not visible, Anelli seemed to have fallen after being hit by the arrow. Indeed, at the site they reached later, they could confirm bloodstains and trampled grass.

Samuel took in the scene he had already surveyed once more. According to the leading Roam soldiers, the fallen Anelli had been kidnapped by a monster.

It wasn’t just one or two people, but several saying similar things, so it seemed a monster had indeed appeared.

‘Was it a kidnapping?’

Samuel recalled Anelli escaping the city using a giant wyvern.

No matter how he thought about it, this time too there was a high possibility it wasn’t a kidnapping.

“The Temple must signal us as well if you find our lady.”

Then, Arin, who had been busily commanding the soldiers, approached Samuel.

“I hear that you, sir, can find our lady quite remarkably.”

He seemed wary that Samuel might find Anelli first. After a moment of silence, Samuel replied indifferently.

“That’s unlikely. I’m merely a servant of God, so I know nothing without the guidance of the Almighty.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. Rather, you seem like you’ll find the resurrected one quickly.”

Samuel’s cold gaze turned to the bloodstains on the ground.

“…You even shot an arrow.”

“Since my lady kindly left bloodstain traces for us who are trying to save that person, I too must live up to her expectations.”

He seemed truly confident he could track these bloodstains to catch Anelli. Samuel, turning away from the somewhat excited Arin, ended the conversation indifferently.

“May God watch over you.”

When he turned his head, Roam’s search party was busily lighting torches in the direction the bloodstains continued. The Temple soldiers glanced at them with worried expressions. Samuel instructed such soldiers.

“Cooperate with Arin Bent.”

“Samuel Bent…”

“I’ll move separately. If the Roam side asks, tell them I went to report to the Temple.”

Samuel, who had been staring at the forest path that was only bright in contrast to the increasingly darkening sky, turned around. Then he gathered portable medical tools and medicine from the porter.

‘It’s not far. I should hurry before it gets later.’

Steps that knew where to go showed no hesitation even in the darkness.

He disappeared into the forest in an instant.

The forest shrouded in darkness was eerie.

“…”

Samuel stepped carefully. The occasional cries of wild animals that had been heard stopped at some point. Only the rustling footsteps echoed unusually loudly, which was quite eerie.

Samuel, who had been walking slowly with all his senses heightened, suddenly stopped. A shallow waterfront appeared nearby.

Except for the sound of water, the surroundings were quiet. Samuel, who had stopped upright and caught his breath for a moment, slowly gripped the handle of the sword at his waist.

“There’s a search party not far away.”

Speaking in a low voice, he slowly turned around.

“If you make a commotion, they’ll hear.”

In the spot he turned to, a pitch-black shadow stood, having appeared at some unknown time. Though it wasn’t clearly visible in the dark forest, he could make out black armor sitting on a dark horse.

Gripping the handle tightly so he could draw his sword at any time, Samuel tensed his jaw.

The being before his eyes was not human. Instead of a head above the shoulders, strange black smoke was rising.

It was a Dura’han.

‘…This is bad.’

The feeling that this was different from the typical Dura’han he knew was probably not his imagination.

Certainly what emanated from that body was darkness, but the concentration of murkiness was completely different from the Dura’han he had encountered before.

“So it’s you. The monster that supposedly kidnapped the resurrected one.”

At Samuel’s words, the Dura’han reared up threateningly, but there was no wavering in his gaze.

“Or it was a choice to protect your master.”

Samuel thought it was probably the latter. As evidence, that Dura’han was only threatening him but not actually attacking.

It wanted him to get scared and run away. Typically, cases of Dura’han moving with such intention were rare.

Just as she had commanded a wyvern, was she now commanding this Dura’han? Could the resurrected one brought back by God command monsters?

Samuel, who had been glaring at the Dura’han with a frown, asked in a low voice.

“Was it your master’s command to block me even at the risk of annihilation?”

He wasn’t interested in whether that Dura’han understood his words. He was speaking to the Dura’han, but it was someone else he hoped would hear it.

After Samuel’s words ended, silence lingered around for a moment. Just as Samuel, who had been pondering, was about to draw his sword.

“Did I tell you? I hate persistent men.”

An indifferent voice disturbed the quiet air. Samuel, meeting the purple eyes that shone clearly even in the darkness, let out the breath he’d been holding.

“So I’m starting to dislike you more and more.”

Despite the gentle voice, it was an utterly cold gaze. Even slight irritation was evident. Her complexion, dimly lit by the faint moonlight, was deathly pale without a trace of color.

“…”

Despite her face looking like she might collapse at any moment, her unwavering eyes made Samuel completely remove his hand from the sword handle. Then he turned his eyes toward her arm.

“Let’s treat you first.”

* * *

I thought he might immediately send a signal to the search party that he had found me.

But as soon as Samuel saw me, he pulled out medical tools and medicine first. He carefully examined not only the wounds from arrows, but also all sorts of bruises I had gotten from falling off the horse and rolling around – he was definitely not what I had expected.

“Far from fatal injuries, nothing’s even broken. Even though you fell from a galloping horse.”

“Right. Well, my life aside, you must be disappointed that I’m perfectly fine when a broken leg would have made it much harder for me to escape.”

Despite my sarcastic response, he examined my knee without any particular rebuttal. Nadab was sticking close by, keeping watch in case he tried to do something to me.

Just having a sturdy Dura’han standing guard would be burdensome enough, but Samuel didn’t show much reaction.

A resurrected one who fell from a horse but didn’t die – let alone break anything – and a Dura’han protecting such a resurrected one.

Perhaps he had simply given up thinking deeply about this combination that felt unreal even when seeing it with his own eyes.

I was also surprised by the fact that my limbs were still intact.

Certainly when Nadab first carried me like luggage while we escaped, my head was spinning and I was on the verge of losing consciousness.

At that time, I really thought I was going to die.

‘But…’

When I woke up after a brief sleep in the shallow cave that Nadab had found, my physical condition had mysteriously improved considerably. The blood that had been flowing freely from my arm had also mostly stopped.

‘Moreover, since Samuel even gave me proper first aid, I should recover somehow.’

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