Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 184

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Chapter 184

The black, plump bumblebee gradually grew distant until it finally disappeared from sight.

“This time it will surely succeed.”

Listening to Jeon’s consolation, I kept my gaze on the distant path. Indeed, there seemed to be no traps that would react to a small bumblebee.

“Right, this time for sure…”

The moment I smiled and parted my lips, I saw something like powder explode with a puff in the distant air.

Hazy smoke began to spread across the path.

“…”

I had a premonition. Somehow, it felt like this attempt would fail too—such an ominous and absurd premonition.

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‘I should have taken the easy path from the beginning instead of trying to go around for no reason.’

After putting Tristan, who had returned wilted and covered in some unidentified sticky powder, into Mori’s pouch, I thought to myself.

That I had wasted time.

“Let’s go.”

Can’t pass through because of traps, snares, and nets?

Then I just needed to find the person who set them up and make them dismantle everything!

What if they refuse?

‘I’ll make them do it.’

Whether by offering money, making threats, or coaxing them!

I should have done this from the start.

The place I went to, with my irritation nearly reaching the top of my head, was the house of that hunter called Chechye or whatever.

After failing to reach the rocky mountain four times, I was in an extremely sensitive state.

Bang bang bang!

“Who is it?”

A voice came from inside. Instead of answering, I knocked on the door again, and after a moment, the wooden door opened with a creaking hinge sound.

“Who is it?”

Someone peeked out with just their eyes through the door that had opened about a span’s width. It was a woman with a freckled face and brown hair braided into two plaits.

The other party sent me a gaze full of wariness upon seeing my face.

However, soon after discovering Samuel and Jeon behind me, her expression changed.

“Oh my!”

The door opened wide as if she had never been wary.

“You’ve come back!”

The other party spoke to Jeon and Samuel with a face full of joy and gave them a friendly smile.

She was looking only at Jeon and Samuel as if I wasn’t visible.

The two seemed a bit flustered by the other party’s reaction and looked at me instead of answering.

However, the other party still wasn’t looking at me.

Is she treating me like I don’t exist right now?

“Are you Chechye?”

I spoke first. However, the other party glanced at me briefly, then looked away again.

…This is definitely treating me like I don’t exist.

Wondering what on earth this situation was, I looked back at Jeon and Samuel. Samuel was the first to step forward after reading the mood.

“We came about the previous matter.”

“Yes, has the Temple finally decided to acknowledge me?”

“That’s not it. You’ve laid a bunch of traps and snares on the path to the rocky mountain.”

“That’s right. Only I can pass through that path. Because I’m an Apostle of God!”

Her sparkling eyes showed not a trace of doubt. She truly believed herself to be an Apostle of God.

I was inwardly amazed by her remarkably firm belief when the hunter’s gaze turned to Jeon, who stood beside Samuel.

“Mage, you’ve also returned to protect me, the Apostle of God, haven’t you?”

Huh?

“Ahem. No, that’s not it. As this Knight said, we came because of the traps and snares laid on the path. We want to pass through there. Hunter, you’ve made the road a complete mess…”

“You can call me by name, you know? Please call me Chechye.”

Well, well?

“I’ll pass on that. More importantly, we need to pass through that path.”

“I haven’t caught that demon yet. I won’t remove what I’ve set up until I catch the demon. I’ve blocked it thoroughly so the demon can’t escape, so how about waiting here? Have you had your meal?”

Oh ho.

“We need to pass through that path immediately, Hunter.”

“It’s Chechye, I told you? I also… Gack!”

As soon as I decided there was no need to listen any further, I grabbed the other party’s collar as she stood at the door and pushed her roughly.

Chechye, suddenly grabbed by the collar, staggered backward. Thanks to this, I could easily enter the house.

“Wait, what is this!”

Still gripping Chechye’s collar, I strode in and pushed her against the front wall.

Crash!

Miscellaneous items placed nearby scattered about, making a loud noise.

Pushed against the wall without a chance to resist, she belatedly gripped my wrists with both hands as if trying to shake off my grip.

However, when I pressed down on her neck forcefully while gripping her collar, she soon began gasping for breath.

“I don’t have time, so I’ll get straight to the point.”

The wrists she gripped were painfully squeezed. However, I didn’t loosen my grip on her collar.

“Restore the road to its original state.”

“Gack, gack!”

“Clean up all those filthy things you laid down.”

“Gack!”

Chechye’s face turned bright red. However, she didn’t look pitiful or pathetic.

As I glared at Chechye coldly, about to urge her for an answer, someone’s hand covered my tightly clenched hand.

“Lady Anelli, she can’t answer if you’re gripping her collar.”

The voice that reached my ear was calm. It was Jeon who slowly made me lower my tensed hand.

When I released my grip, Chechye bent over, coughing violently. Regardless, Jeon examined my hand.

“Is your hand alright? No, you’re going to have bruises on your wrist!”

Only after hearing Jeon’s exclamation did I look down at my hand. The area where Chechye had gripped with both hands was swollen and red.

Looking disapprovingly at Jeon, who was making a fuss over my wrist, I quietly withdrew my hand.

“Let’s finish the conversation with this person first.”

When I gestured toward Chechye with my chin, Jeon looked at me with an ambiguous expression.

“Was that a conversation?”

“Then was what you had with her a conversation?”

“At least… no, it wasn’t. Anyone could tell that was nonsense. Now that we’ve created an atmosphere for conversation, let’s talk quickly!”

Perhaps worried that someone might come due to the earlier commotion, Samuel checked outside before entering.

After confirming that Samuel had closed the entrance door, I turned around with an indifferent face.

The interior of the house was small. Whether she lived alone or other family members were away, I couldn’t sense any other presence.

Right next to the entrance was a space too cramped to be called a living room.

There were a couple of differently shaped wooden chairs, and what appeared to be animal hide was spread on the floor.

On the inner wall hung a stuffed animal head. It was the head of a male deer with very fine antlers.

As if revealing that this was a hunter’s house, an indescribable smell faintly permeated the air.

“Cough, cough!”

Chechye, who had been coughing with tears welling up in her eyes, finally came to her senses when I selected and sat in a suitable chair.

Samuel helped her up as she had been sitting down in shock from the sudden attack. Leaning on Samuel’s arm, she glared at me.

“What are you? How dare you attack me? Do you know who I am?”

Her scowling face was full of anger and indignation.

Resting my chin on my hand and staring at Chechye, I spoke in a dry voice.

“Even if the Revived Ones’ momentum is high these days, how can just anyone invoke God’s name like this?”

“What, what!”

“A hunter whose only experience is luckily seeing Dura’han once calling herself an Apostle of God? That’s not even funny.”

“H-how can you do this to me?”

Chechye’s tear-filled gaze passed by me and rose diagonally. It was directed at Jeon, who had quickly approached my side.

I didn’t particularly want to know what Chechye’s gaze meant. I called him.

“Jeon.”

“…Yes.”

“I know you usually want to get the better of Samuel Bent, but even so, this is too much. Using a honey trap to find witnesses?”

Seeing Samuel carefully extracting his arm from Chechye’s grip in the midst of all this, I didn’t know whether to call it ridiculous or absurd.

I let out a hollow breath at how absurd this entire situation was, when Jeon whispered to me in a resolute voice.

“Absolutely not.”

“Oh, is that so?”

“All mages from the Magic Tower are pure-hearted, you know? I told you how many mages married their first love.”

Listening to Jeon desperately emphasizing his purity, I felt deflated wondering what I was even doing right now.

What was so special about a mere hunter like that anyway.

‘What was so irritating about what that woman said that I grabbed her by the collar and got into a scuffle with nonexistent skills.’

As my sensitive mood subsided, self-loathing surged up. To think that the price for momentarily losing control of my emotions was this kind of shame. It was truly a great lesson.

‘No, I should have already learned enough from Maxel and Lilia’s case.’

I pressed my forehead and suppressed the rising melancholy.

Instead of me who remained silent, it was Samuel who spoke to the sobbing Chechye.

“The situation is urgent. Time is being delayed because of the traps and snares you’ve set up, so you need to dismantle them.”

“B-but I’m the one who’s going to catch that demon! My traps should be enough to catch it!”

Chechye clenched both fists and shouted resolutely. Hearing those words made me sneer automatically.

“Catch Dura’han with traps? Are you foolish or stupid?”

Just in case, I had sent all the Dura’han into the bracelet, but if any one of them had been out, they probably would have laughed loudly.

Of course, those annoying tools might be able to injure Dura’han. But what comes after that?

I don’t understand how a mere hunter plans to subdue Dura’han. Do they think it’s possible? Surely they don’t believe it would be over just by tying them up tightly with rope?

As I clicked my tongue briefly and shook my head, Chechye’s bewildered voice reached my ears.

“Don’t tell me, are you guys monster hunters by any chance?”

What’s that supposed to be?

“Monster hunters?”

I was about to express doubt at the incomprehensible title when Chechye raised her voice with a spiteful expression.

“Absolutely not! I’m the one who saw this demon!”

I had no idea that witnessing Dura’han was such a great feat worth claiming ownership over. I don’t understand how the world works these days.

Looking at Chechye with complicated eyes, I turned my gaze to Samuel, who was subtly distancing himself from Chechye.

“You didn’t mention the witness was crazy.”

“I apologize.”

“…I’m tired, so let’s finish this quickly.”

I waved my hand dismissively and spoke in an indifferent voice.

“What I want is for the path to Rocky Mountain to be cleared.”

“No…!”

“You don’t have a choice.”

When I spoke curtly, Chechye closed her mouth.

“I don’t like what you’re doing, but if you go out right now and quickly clear away those damn things, I’ll give you a small fee for your trouble.”

Chechye had no response.

However, it wasn’t a matter that required an answer in the first place. I hadn’t come to negotiate or make a deal with her.

“If you don’t like that, I can do my best to threaten you instead.”

I had come to give notice.

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