Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 162
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Chapter 162
“The heir to the Mage Tower certainly has high spirits.”
Morico said with a laugh. However, his eyes were still filled with bewilderment.
I felt the same way. Why on earth was Jeon stepping forward here?
If he had just stayed quiet, I could have successfully driven a wedge between the Emperor and the Temple, and the Mage Tower could have appropriately slipped away!
“Interesting. Very well, let’s give it a try.”
The Emperor nodded with what seemed like wounded pride, giving his permission. Jeon began preparations as if he had been waiting for this.
“Lady Anelli.”
Hearing Jeon’s quiet call, I hurriedly approached his side, though I was still in a dazed state.
“The Mage Tower’s guarantee is absolute. If someone can’t trust us after going this far, then that person is an unbeliever and a rampant villain.”
Jeon glanced behind me and raised his voice as if for others to hear.
Based on the direction of his gaze, it seemed to be toward where Roam’s people and Lilia were standing.
Thanks to that, I could imagine how bewildered their expressions must be without even turning around.
“Jeon, you damn fool! Are you really going to do this?”
The Mage Tower Master, who had been watching Jeon’s antics with a stunned face, suddenly frowned deeply.
Jeon didn’t seem afraid of his master at all, casually nodding while preparing the mana stone.
“Yes.”
[Oh, he’s become quite a courageous male!]
[Males become braver than anyone when courting.]
The wolves were watching as if enjoying a spectacle.
[Make sure to defeat all the males, little one! Don’t forget to bring food when courting!]
Gamon’s gaze, who had been talking about courting, shifted to me. The black wolf’s eyes were full of curiosity.
She was a beautiful female wolf with soft, luxurious-looking fur that gleamed. If it weren’t for this situation, I would have greeted her and suggested we become friends.
If she was Nesi’s mate, she must surely be an excellent wolf.
‘No, this isn’t the time for escapism.’
Suppressing the urge to ignore everything and just run away to wander with Dura’han and the animals, I took a step closer to Jeon.
“What are you doing?”
“You saw what my master did, right? It’ll be over quickly. Lady Anelli just needs to place her hand on it.”
Jeon spoke as if all this was nothing special. But for something that was supposedly nothing special, his master was currently red-faced and looked ready to faint.
“Jeon! If something goes wrong with the mana…!”
“Nothing will go wrong.”
I frowned as I stared blankly at Jeon’s resolute profile and asked.
“Do you believe it?”
“Pardon?”
“Do you believe that I received a blessing?”
I can’t even be certain that I’m blessed, so how can you be so sure?
Meeting my gaze full of doubt, Jeon tilted his head slightly. After seeming to think for a moment, he answered without much difficulty.
“Of course. I think Lady Anelli is a blessed person.”
Placing the mana stone between us, he continued.
“You received an opportunity to make up for a regrettable life. I don’t think that could be anything like a curse.”
Like what had been between the Mage Tower Master and Samuel earlier, the mana stone positioned itself in the center. It floated on its own without being placed on anything.
“Now, please place your hand on it.”
The mana stone was rough and unpolished with an opaque color. If the guarantee didn’t work properly, Jeon would have all his mana drained by this mana stone.
Its color would also lose its original hue and become murky or black.
“Jeon.”
Instead of placing my hand on it, I called to Jeon, and he looked at me with puzzled eyes.
“What happens if you lose your mana?”
“Well…”
He blinked and slowly parted his lips.
“I’d become a cripple, I suppose.”
“…Jeon, are you insane?”
“I haven’t lost my mana yet.”
“But you’re definitely insane.”
At my words, Jeon’s expression finally began to grow somewhat serious.
“Do you really think I’ll lose my mana?”
I couldn’t answer. I couldn’t find the right words to respond.
He doesn’t know that I’m God’s representative. He doesn’t know who brought me back to life.
While it’s true that God was involved in my resurrection, I actually couldn’t say with certainty whether this was God’s blessing.
I really don’t understand why Jeon was so confident about something that even I, the person involved, couldn’t be sure of.
‘Isn’t he even worried?’
Jeon, who had been silently serious in response to my grave expression, lowered his voice to a whisper.
“Even if I lose my mana, please don’t abandon me. My cooking skills are separate from mana.”
Even though I could understand if he gave up now, he didn’t seem to have any intention of doing so.
Swallowing dryly, I finally slowly placed my hand on the mana stone.
‘This is about guaranteeing the truth anyway.’
Then I just need to tell the truth. Fortunately, it’s true that I was resurrected by God’s will.
So if I play with words a bit, avoiding uncertain terms like blessing and making it sound natural, there shouldn’t be any problems.
Having placed my hand on the mana stone, I turned my head to look at the Emperor. Tension flickered in the Emperor’s eyes as he sat on his throne, staring at me intently.
Heinrih standing beside him was relatively calm, but the worry in his eyes was easily visible.
“My God…”
Slowly parting my lips, I shifted my gaze to the side. To Roam’s people who were watching me.
To those people who were probably weighing my value even at this moment.
“Has chosen me as His representative.”
Lilia, who had been standing breathlessly, swayed greatly.
“I am a Reviver who acts in place of God’s will, and this is an obvious truth.”
“That’s a lie!”
Lilia sharply interrupted, but I had already withdrawn my gaze from her.
Morico, who had been watching me while trying to hide his tense expression, looked at me with wavering eyes.
‘Even the Temple had doubts.’
Even the Temple, which had received the oracle, harbored a thread of suspicion, so I have no idea what Jeon believed in to suddenly pull this stunt.
A smile unconsciously slipped out, so I slightly lowered my head.
I felt a warm hand completely cover and embrace the back of my hand that was placed on the mana stone.
“That’s right. Lady Anelli is a blessed person who was resurrected by God’s will.”
With his amused murmur, brilliant light burst from the mana stone.
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“This can’t be.”
Lilia muttered blankly.
Why did it turn out this way? She couldn’t understand it at all.
Her foresight was certain. The Empress was attacked by monsters, and the Temple had also declared Dura’han to be rampant evil.
‘I knew everything.’
That the Mage Tower Master would visit the Imperial Palace today, that the Mage Tower would show hostility toward the Imperial House, and that this would affect Heinrih who employed a mage from the Mage Tower as his subordinate – she knew it all.
And when Heinrih, who needed his own forces, would struggle to appease the Mage Tower, the Emperor would find this displeasing and eventually reach out to Maxel again!
Everything, everything!
‘They were all in the palm of my hand!’
Lilia bit her trembling lips hard.
The only person who didn’t exist in her foresight was Anelli. Anelli had no future.
Of course not. She was originally destined to exit with her execution!
A future where she would resurrect and render all her carefully laid efforts useless – that wasn’t something given to Anelli.
Moreover, she was God’s Reviver? Not some deception, but really?
“Lilia, what are you doing there?”
The cold voice of the Duchess of Roam awakened Lilia’s confused mind.
Lilia, who had been breathing heavily, saw the carriage open before her. The Duke of Roam had stayed behind, saying he would meet the Emperor, and Anelli had declared she would move separately, heading straight to the Lindea River.
Waiting for Lilia in that carriage were the Duchess of Roam and the youngest son, Seiri.
“Lilia?”
“I am…”
Lilia trailed off.
If she returned to the Roam Ducal Palace like this, what should she do next?
Preshi, who had been her greatest ally and right hand, was dead. The Magic Tower, which she had believed would turn the Imperial Palace upside down before leaving, had certainly caused discord with the Emperor, but that was all.
The Temple had also shown displeasure toward the Emperor, but didn’t cause any further problems.
What had been the issue? The thing that united groups that would have fought among themselves and caused discord if left alone.
What they had prioritized over fighting.
Ah, it wasn’t even a problem worth pondering. This was an all too obvious answer.
“Lilia…”
“Mother, since I’m at the Imperial Palace, I should visit Lord Maxel.”
At Lilia’s sudden words, the Duchess of Roam frowned.
“You haven’t even contacted him beforehand, yet you want to visit so suddenly?”
“I am his fiancée, after all. I’ll just see his face briefly and return.”
Lilia smiled with a pale face. The Duchess of Roam gazed at Lilia intently before nodding.
The carriage door bearing the crest of House of Roam closed firmly, and the wheels began to roll slowly.
Lilia, who had been watching the Roam family’s carriage grow distant, turned around.
Though her legs trembled uncontrollably from the overwhelming sense of crisis and fear, she gritted her teeth and took a step forward.
All problems ultimately came down to Anelli Roam.
Whether Anelli was a Reviver of the Creator and had received divine selection no longer mattered.
‘Anelli Roam has no future.’
It was clear that because she had no future, she could easily interfere time and again.
So if only Anelli Roam disappeared.
‘The future I know will unfold.’
A brilliant future where nothing was taken from her. The future she was originally meant to have would unfold.
She had to do anything to make her prophecy come true.
‘I have to eliminate Anelli Roam.’
Even if it meant using methods incomparably more extreme than anything before.
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