Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 178

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Chapter 178

“…What did you say?”

Mother, who received a report from the butler as soon as she returned home, looked at me with a bewildered expression. I gave her a bright smile in return.

“I disciplined some insolent employees.”

“I already gave the employees separate instructions. They surely would have been respectful in their attitude, so did they commit rudeness toward you again?”

“No, that’s not it. It seems there are those who carelessly gossip about internal household matters.”

The butler, who had been watching me speak so nonchalantly with a pale face, cleared his throat and spoke carefully.

“Tom was usually a servant with great loyalty and diligence. If he committed something, perhaps there might be… a misunderstanding to consider…”

“Butler, have you been managing the employees with such complacent thinking? Good heavens! I’d believe there’s a spy hiding somewhere in this manor right now.”

“A, a spy! All the employees working at Roam Estate faithfully serve their master.”

The butler jumped up in denial.

I already knew that employee education at Roam Estate was thorough. That’s exactly why I’m personally causing such a ruckus.

‘I’ve already stirred up the knights, so I need to stir up the employees too.’

Moreover, Tom, whom I drove out today, was a very loyal and diligent servant who used to deal with me quite well before I was beheaded.

「Lock Anelli in her room immediately!」

「Take the second young lady out.」

There were many moments when his strength was needed, like when I was kicked out of Father’s office or when I was locked in my room for causing trouble.

How faithfully he dragged me away every single time.

「Excuse me, Miss.」

Also, I can’t express how unpleasant his rough and persistent grip on my arm felt.

Perhaps in recognition of his contributions back then, he seemed to have climbed quite high among the servants and established himself well.

Since he had achieved success after success as a reward for his loyalty to Roam, I had no choice but to make him an example immediately.

“Butler, I understand, so leave for now.”

Mother, who had been silent, dismissed the butler for the time being.

“Anelli…”

A faint anger was buried in her cool voice. I faced such a mother with an expression that showed I didn’t care at all.

“Yes?”

“I really don’t understand. If there’s someone suspicious, shouldn’t you tell me first?”

Mother was always someone who looked upward. In other words, she greatly disliked anyone infringing upon or ignoring her authority.

“Mother wasn’t present. Should I have given him more time to spread who knows what other words?”

“So you just dismissed someone so abruptly?”

“It’s just one servant, Mother. Is one servant more precious than establishing Roam’s discipline?”

At my question, Mother pressed her lips into a tight line.

Naturally, what was precious to Mother wasn’t one servant. She probably didn’t even know what duties that servant was responsible for.

“Though it hasn’t been officially proclaimed yet, if I, who am no different from the successor, can’t reprimand one employee, that would also undermine Roam’s discipline.”

I shrugged my shoulders and smiled at Mother again.

“You must be tired, but the butler troubled Mother’s mood over a trivial matter. Please rest now.”

I left the room without hearing Mother’s permission.

Then I sought out the butler and thoroughly scolded him for needlessly bothering Mother.

It was in front of all the employees.

The butler remained silent with a flushed red face. He seemed to hope Mother would appear and witness this scene, but sadly, Mother was someone who didn’t step outside her room when angry.

This was out of concern that she might show an irrational side in front of the employees.

In the end, the butler had no choice but to silently endure my irritation.

* * *

By the time I finished stirring up the household and returned to my room, it was nearly evening.

“Madam says she will not have dinner. So…”

“I don’t need it either.”

The maid reporting from outside the door said she would withdraw. Seeing that she didn’t ask twice, today’s behavior of mine must have been quite unpleasant in their eyes too.

After confirming the quiet outside, I sprawled on the sofa. I should wash and change clothes, but everything felt bothersome.

“This act is tiring too.”

I don’t know what energy I used to cause trouble so enthusiastically in the past. It was also ridiculous that I received a terminal diagnosis despite causing trouble so energetically.

Anyway, causing trouble after a long time was refreshing, but I didn’t have confidence to keep doing this. Tormenting others also consumed energy.

“Damn bastards, when exactly are they departing?”

Muttering irritably while pressing my eyes firmly, I eventually spat out curses that rose to my throat.

I was waiting for Maxel to depart for Count Luejak’s estate.

According to Tristan’s reconnaissance, Lilia seemed eager to rush there immediately, her body burning with impatience.

Heinrih in the Imperial Palace also seemed to be indirectly supporting their swift departure, but the Emperor was unexpectedly stubborn.

“We need to do something about it.”

Heinrih had reported that one of Preshi’s people was attached to the Emperor’s side. So naturally I thought Lilia’s influence would reach him, but apparently with Preshi now dead, Lilia seemed unable to properly control Preshi’s subordinates.

I’ve been so diligently turning a blind eye to these obvious schemes, but I don’t know how much longer I have to wait.

“Stupid Lilia.”

Can’t she think of anything unless it’s information obtained through prophecy?

Shouldn’t she make up something about having a miracle drug that could awaken the Empress to get permission for the Crown Prince’s outing?

If she doesn’t have confidence to get it directly from the Emperor, she could cling to his father or mother.

She could hand over some prophetic information and ask for help in return, but what’s so difficult that she keeps dragging it out?

Clicking my tongue and shaking my head, I lifted my heavy body.

‘Should I subtly give her a hint?’

I’ll see how things go tomorrow, and if there’s really no answer, I’ll have to intervene. Though I feel skeptical about having to go this far.

* * *

Jeon and Samuel were using the same lodging.

It wasn’t because their relationship had suddenly become intimate or they had developed camaraderie.

“Was there no contact?”

“Right.”

It was because the communication magic device for contacting Anelli was in Jeon’s hands.

Actually, Samuel had tried to disguise himself as a guard knight again to enter Roam Estate. It was Jeon who stopped him.

The excuse was that since he had the communication magic device, there was no need to take unnecessary risks.

Since Anelli also happened to refuse, saying Palides alone was sufficient, Samuel eventually compromised on using the same lodging as Jeon.

However, these circumstances didn’t make the relationship between the two more intimate.

Jeon, who glanced at Samuel turning curtly toward his room, reluctantly opened his mouth.

“That thing you said you’d investigate?”

“I’m searching.”

“It seems like there’s been no results for several days.”

I don’t know what exactly he’s investigating, but Samuel has been repeating the pattern of going out in the morning and returning at night for several days.

And judging by his expression, it seems he came up empty-handed today too.

“It’s not something for you to worry about, mage.”

At Samuel’s frowning and line-drawing appearance, Jeon scratched the back of his head.

“I don’t want to worry about it either, but if you keep clinging to that and aren’t around when Lady Anelli looks for you later, that would be troublesome, wouldn’t it?”

Jeon knew well that Anelli sometimes used Samuel’s identity conveniently.

Regardless of the reality, the title of Knight itself was good for gaining public trust.

At least the identity of Knight would receive a better response than the unfamiliar identity of a Magic Tower Lord’s successor on the street, wouldn’t it?

Therefore, in Jeon’s opinion, Samuel’s mysterious activities should be wrapped up soon.

“I won’t act in a way that causes harm to that person.”

“Oh, is that so? Have you already forgotten what announcement was made at the Temple?”

At Jeon’s point, Samuel’s face hardened stiffly. He moved his lips but couldn’t make a proper rebuttal and closed them again.

Jeon, who had been glaring at the stubbornly silent Samuel with frustrated eyes, took a deep breath inwardly.

Then, in a voice that even he thought was quite generous, he said.

“I don’t know what it is, but isn’t the range you can investigate with your identity quite limited?”

“So?”

“I’m saying I’ll help, though I don’t feel like it.”

Though Jeon had shown rare generosity, Samuel’s expression didn’t improve at all. If anything, he looked more displeased.

Well, they had always been growling at each other, so even if he offered to help now, it wouldn’t evoke any grateful feelings.

‘Who says I want to help? It’s all because of Lady Anelli.’

Jeon, who had been standing crookedly, parted his lips to say he could quit if he didn’t like it.

However, Samuel opened his mouth first.

“Did you go see her?”

Did he go see Anelli? He was already feeling hurt from not seeing her face for days, and now this guy was picking a fight?

Jeon, who had been rejected for phantom communication yesterday because she was busy, spoke with a displeased expression.

“How could I see Lady Anelli? She told us not to come.”

Surely this bastard didn’t go there all by himself, did he?

Growing suspicion filled his mind completely. Just as Jeon was about to continue his interrogation.

“The night you returned after eliminating Lusarca.”

Jeon hesitated. He blinked in bewilderment, then frowned and stared intently at Samuel.

“Did you see her separately that night?”

Did he sense magic because he’s a Holy Knight? Even if he sensed magic, how could he ask so specifically if he had gone to see Anelli?

At Jeon’s silence as he watched with uncomfortable eyes, Samuel’s expression sank even colder.

Seeing this, Jeon realized that he was already convinced inside. Though he didn’t know how he found out.

“Yes.”

When Jeon nodded obediently, Samuel tightened his closed lips. Seeing his jaw bulge, it seemed like he was gritting his teeth.

Was he really going to throw punches in the corridor?

‘Punching would put me at a disadvantage, so I should use magic.’

Although only Jeon and Samuel were staying on this floor, if they caused a commotion, people would surely come up from downstairs.

While organizing in his mind how to respond if Samuel charged at him, Jeon narrowed his eyes.

“So what?”

“She… you…”

Samuel stopped speaking without even uttering a few words. Then he distorted his face and completely turned away from Jeon.

“Did she choose you?”

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