Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 181

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Chapter 181

“Seeing how you don’t miss opportunities, you’re quite cunning as well.”

Jeon muttered in a displeased voice.

“Since such a good opportunity arose, there would be no reason to let it slip by.”

I replied with a smile, and Samuel, who was sitting next to Jeon, spoke up calmly.

“The Temple has repeatedly questioned the Reviver and raised concerns about the Emperor’s distrust as he protected the Crown Prince.”

“Wouldn’t it be embarrassing for religion to openly interfere in politics?”

“We don’t intend to interfere in the succession struggle. The Temple has always responded sensitively to matters of ‘distrust.’ And the High Priest is expressing concern about the sovereign of all people being a non-believer.”

“Oh my, Heinrih will be getting busy.”

At least half the Empire’s citizens would be believers, so a deteriorating relationship with the Temple would bring nothing good to the Imperial Palace. In the end, it would be Heinrih’s responsibility to handle the situation.

Well, if he desires the throne, this is all part of what he must bear.

Samuel asked me.

“But how did you destroy that palace? I didn’t hear any reports of monsters appearing.”

“Because I didn’t summon them this time. How startling would it be if a wyvern appeared at a place where God’s blessing was being performed.”

I had considered summoning the wyvern, but I couldn’t bring in monsters while claiming that the evil energy had disappeared thanks to Maxel’s departure.

So I thought of magical tools. After all, we can use the very convenient power called magic!

Samuel looked slightly surprised as he listened to my words.

“That man Dekin can create magical tools that won’t be detected even when used within the Imperial Palace, so I commissioned him.”

Of course, magical tools that can’t be detected by the Imperial Palace’s barrier have very weak power.

But if the power is weak, couldn’t we win through quantity? Installing magical bomb-like tools everywhere was entirely possible with the help of animals.

“They’re expensive, but the magical tools that man makes have reliable performance.”

Jeon nodded. Regardless of their relationship, his face showed no doubt about his brother’s skills.

Jeon asked.

“But when exactly are you leaving the mansion?”

“All the necessary work is finished, so I need to gather the documents tonight.”

My gaze dropped as I fell into thought.

Father would try to pass off the collapse of the Crown Prince’s palace as a simple incident.

While the Empress awakening was surprising, ultimately it’s the Emperor who establishes the succession, so he would think things would be fine in the long run if handled well.

Of course, it wouldn’t be fine. Soon Heinrih would drive the Emperor into ‘mental incompetence.’

‘An Emperor who has lost his judgment…’

Heinrih hadn’t told me separately, but I knew he had started giving the Emperor medicine at some point.

The crow that brought me news said the Emperor was becoming violent after taking the medicine. It would only be a matter of time before he lost his subjects’ trust.

As I was smiling meaningfully while imagining that sight, Samuel asked me a question.

“Weren’t you planning to take revenge on Roam? If you’re leaving now, they still seem to be doing well.”

“Doing well? How long do you think they’ll keep wearing that noble shell?”

“I don’t think making people talk about them is the entirety of your revenge.”

Oh? Samuel was surprisingly seeing the situation accurately.

I shrugged my shoulders as I looked at him with surprised eyes.

“Roam supports Maxel. So when Maxel falls, Roam will fall too.”

Samuel didn’t point out that Maxel hadn’t yet ‘fallen’ enough to use such an expression.

Instead, he expressed doubt about a different aspect.

“Would they support him in this situation?”

“They will.”

I declared.

“Because I’ll make them do so.”

Samuel looked puzzled but didn’t ask further. And now I finally had the opportunity to mention why we had gathered.

I asked.

“So what was this urgent matter you needed to tell me?”

Both Jeon and Samuel seemed to have temporarily forgotten the main topic as they were busy sharing recent developments and progress after meeting for the first time in a while.

Jeon, who let out a low exclamation, spoke first.

“You know about the rumors of monsters that could transform into animals, right? When the monster attacks broke out.”

“Ah, that’s right.”

I remember. I had heard those rumors in Father’s office.

At my confirmation, Samuel also spoke quietly.

“There were also rumors about a Dura’han.”

“Right. I heard that.”

When I heard that, I was initially startled, wondering if Nadab’s identity had been discovered.

But as it turned out, Nadab had no connection to it, and although Mori was at that location, he said his identity wasn’t discovered.

After learning that neither of them had been exposed, I was busy dealing with Roam and Lilia, so I pushed such rumors to the back burner…

“Why bring that up?”

I automatically became tense at the rumors suddenly resurfacing.

“This Knight and I looked into the source of those rumors. To be precise, this Knight started a few days earlier, but I was the one who found it first.”

Jeon answered quickly. Samuel looked at Jeon with disapproval and quietly closed his mouth.

Jeon, who smiled triumphantly at Samuel’s reaction, spoke with confidence.

“There was a witness.”

I opened my eyes wide.

“A witness?”

“Yes. The sighting location probably wasn’t far from the Lindea River, so the rumors got mixed up.”

Jeon scratched his cheek and casually added something that I couldn’t help but be shocked by.

“They saw a real Dura’han. A Dura’han that could transform into animals.”

* * *

Father’s office, visited in the middle of the night, was somewhat eerie.

I took a deep breath as I looked around the interior dimly lit by moonlight. The cold air filled my lungs.

I had already discovered the secret space and stolen the key long ago. Perhaps because I had recently fired employees indiscriminately, the mansion’s security wasn’t as thorough as before.

Moreover, with the Dura’hans keeping watch around the area, there would be no problems.

It was Minte who was explaining things beside me.

[I’ll watch the corridor.]

After assigning Tristan to the corridor and Jigol to the balcony, I placed the lamp I was holding on the desk.

[The ink bottle on the desk, the eighth book on the third shelf, and under the carpet.]

Minte reminded me of the information once more. I nodded and first picked up the ink bottle on the desk.

After confirming the uneven shape under the ink bottle, I pulled out a book at a specific position. A faint grid appeared through the gap.

I took out the long metal bookmark that had been inserted between the books and pressed the grid according to its shape.

Click.

The grid slid back, revealing a small space. A silver key hung there.

I hooked the key ring with the end of the bookmark and pulled it out, then immediately flipped over the carpet.

At first glance, the floor looked smooth, but when I felt around with my hands, I could sense a protruding part.

[I’ll do it.]

Minte, who had been watching me from the side, extended his claws and scratched the floor.

Scritch.

The sound of wood grain being scratched echoed faintly. The cover that had been firmly fixed slid to the side, revealing a keyhole.

Before inserting the key, I took out a disposable magical tool I had brought. It was an auxiliary item used to disable security magic.

When I activated the magical tool, the metal device flickered a couple of times before becoming completely corroded and black. This meant the security magic had been disabled.

Click.

“There’s more stuff than I thought.”

Various documents including contracts, several pouches of unknown purpose, and luxurious-looking boxes.

After roughly skimming through the documents, I took everything out and put it into the separate space dimension. From what I could see at a glance, they were documents related to Roam’s financial sources.

There might be other things if I read more. However, I had no intention of reading everything thoroughly here.

‘There’s no need to waste time reading here.’

No warnings came while I was putting things into the separate space dimension without hesitation. Was this the only security magic?

I was briefly puzzled but soon lost interest and hurried. After putting everything back in its original place, I called Jigol who was on the balcony.

“Let’s go now.”

The corridor was silent. Having quickly left the study, I went straight down the stairs.

The path leading out of the mansion was smooth.

However, instead of escaping immediately, I stopped in my tracks.

Roam was the place Lilia would return to. As long as she hadn’t married Maxel, Lilia’s home was here.

I fiddled with my bracelet as I looked around the mansion and garden, their dim outlines visible in the moonlight.

‘They said fire magic has many wide-area spells.’

Then would it be massive enough to burn down all of Roam’s beautiful garden and more?

I twisted my lips into a crooked smile as I took in the beautiful night scenery. It was a view I would never see again. I intended to savor the atmosphere one last time.

* * *

Last night, a massive fire broke out at the Roam Estate.

The fire that started in the garden spread in an instant, turning everything into blackened ruins.

The fire spread to the mansion. However, fortunately, the estate’s residents had evacuated while the garden was burning, so there were no major casualties.

However, the flames were strangely difficult to extinguish, and both Roam’s main building and annex were engulfed in the inferno.

Many people took interest in the enormous property damage Roam had suffered. However, that topic was soon pushed aside when news spread of the Reviver who had gone missing on the night of the fire.

Rumors swept through the capital that someone who coveted the Reviver’s sanctity had brazenly set fire to Roam and kidnapped the Reviver.

Meanwhile, the Youngest Prince of the Roam Family kept babbling about seeing Dura’han that night.

The Youngest Prince’s words about the vicious Dura’han appearing briefly at the Roam Estate without any commotion before disappearing were utterly absurd.

Several people expressed pity, saying that the frail Youngest Prince, shocked by the fire, seemed to be suffering from hallucinations.

Following the eldest who had suddenly fled the family over a ridiculous engagement, now the third son was unstable enough to spout nonsense!

Everyone cautiously agreed. About Roam’s uncertain and bleak future.

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