Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 198

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Chapter 198

[…I am a Knight of the Round Table. I have no intention of harming the Captain.]

“Right. You wouldn’t do such a thing, if only for the sake of the other knights. I understand.”

Soana noticed that the Captain’s sharply bristled mood had considerably subsided.

[Are you not going to cast me out?]

“Why would I?”

The Captain who asked this seemed genuinely puzzled.

That reaction made Soana question instead.

Why, indeed. Wasn’t it all too obvious?

[Because I harbored insolent thoughts.]

Despite being a Knight of the Round Table who should serve the Captain, Soana did not possess complete loyalty. It wouldn’t be strange at all if the Captain said she would abandon Soana and leave.

At Soana’s words, the Captain let out a deflated laugh. With an indifferent face, she waved her hand dismissively and replied listlessly.

“The insolent thoughts you harbor are directed at me, but you said you have no intention of charging at me to kill me, right? As long as you don’t come at me trying to kill me or act presumptuously, I have no desire to cast you out. Take good care of the knights as you have been doing. They seem to find you comforting.”

[Those words sound as if you’re not casting me out for the sake of the other knights.]

“That’s right.”

The Captain’s eyes widened.

“If not for that, what reason would I have to overlook you?”

The words that came out as if it were obvious struck Soana like a blow to the back of the head.

“I told you. I think I understand why the previous Captain took you in. Your existence helps the other knights. So I’ll leave things as they are.”

At that moment, Soana couldn’t distinguish whether she should be happy or sad about this situation.

The only thing certain was that the Captain’s voice right now was terribly dry. The Captain wasn’t disappointed in Soana or feeling betrayed.

She hadn’t even had such expectations to begin with.

The Captain before her eyes was different from the previous Captain.

The current Captain… Anelli did not look upon all things with equal eyes like the previous Captain. She had priorities.

At this moment, Soana realized that she was positioned outside those priority ranks.

* * *

Her body wouldn’t move as she willed.

Lilia realized this was a dream. Whenever she had lucid dreams, she often couldn’t move her body freely.

Regardless of her will, her body strode forward and sat at the desk placed in front of her.

‘It’s a prophecy!’

Since coming to the Rueack Family’s estate, the prophetic dreams that had been coming in waves for a while had been completely cut off for a long time. Just when she was starting to feel anxious, she was having a prophetic dream at such perfect timing.

With an excited heart, Lilia looked at the book before her eyes. Within it was written the future that would unfold on her path ahead.

When she turned the familiar thick cover, glowing letters caught her eye.

Though called letters, rather than being written in ink on paper, they looked like beautiful embroidery stitched with thread.

‘Will it be about the successful monster subjugation?’

Her biggest concern recently was Maxel’s monster subjugation. In previous dreams, she had only seen Maxel victorious in the monster subjugation, returning to the capital amid the cheers of the Empire’s citizens.

Strictly speaking, it was a successful subjugation, but it was a future that left a strange uneasiness since she couldn’t know the process.

But now she would be able to know even that process clearly. She wouldn’t have to give Maxel vague words like ‘go to Beladia Valley’ anymore.

‘At the very least, what needs to be subjugated…’

It would be good to know what could be caught, or at least the type of monster.

Lilia read down the book with expectant eyes.

‘Lizardman Habitat!’

When familiar words appeared, Lilia’s eyes sparkled. Lizardman Habitat! This was the place where Maxel had recently led soldiers on an expedition.

It was a schedule where even Count Rueack’s eldest son had accompanied them leading private soldiers. What great results were they planning to achieve that she would even dream about it like this?

Lilia’s prophecies had never once shown failure. So Lilia naturally predicted the success of the subjugation.

Her hand hastily turned the pages.

‘…Huh?’

The color that had risen in Lilia’s complexion gradually began to change subtly. The smile that had been full on her lips also began to fade.

‘What is this.’

The content was strange. She wanted to close the book and look at the cover again, but unfortunately, her hand was turning pages on its own.

It was a situation where she had to read even if she didn’t want to.

‘This is…’

Strange. Lilia stared blankly at the glowing letters.

It was exactly the same prophecy she had always seen. The very prophecy she had struggled so hard to record after waking from dreams so as not to forget.

Her power bestowed by God. The very prophecy that contained the story of a protagonist who overcame all adversity and achieved victory.

But why.

‘Why…?’

Why was it failing?

‘Failure?’

The failures that prophecy had shown until now were failures but not failures. Because it showed everything, including how she overcame setbacks after experiencing them.

So even when immediate danger approached, Lilia had considered it a stepping stone to leap even higher. After all, she was the one who would ultimately be victorious.

‘Why is there no continuation?’

But today was different.

The subjugation failed, and the relationship between Maxel and Count Rueack became strained. Angry Maxel tried to favor other nobles, and Count Rueack showed even more antipathy watching this.

Along with emotional conflicts, the subjugation force’s atmosphere became ominous, and the subjugation was suspended.

The content of the last chapter was about Maxel receiving a letter from the Imperial Palace and shouting with anger rising to the top of his head.

The contents of the letter were unknown. Of course, how all these incidents would be resolved was also not shown.

‘…The monster subjugation will be victorious anyway.’

Since all the previous prophetic content had been like that, there was no need to be anxious about receiving one day of bad prophecy.

Lilia tried to comfort herself like that while staring at the paper.

Come to think of it, the sparkling letters were unusually uneven in size and crooked, as if someone had hastily scribbled them.

Seeing that even the handwriting was different from usual, this dream might have low possibility of realization.

‘Am I having this dream because I’m anxious?’

Perhaps because she hadn’t had prophecies for too long, in her impatience, she might have had a dream similar to prophecy.

Thinking this way, her heart that had been stirring in surprise gradually calmed down. Lilia let out a long sigh.

If it was this kind of dream, it would be better to wake up quickly.

Perhaps because of Lilia’s wish, her consciousness soon began to blur. It was time to wake from the dream.

Having had an unpleasant dream resembling prophecy, Lilia woke up earlier than usual.

The early rising added to her anxiety. Just then, gray clouds were filling the sky outside the window without gaps, adding to the ominousness.

Lilia tried to ignore the emotions multiplying within her while waiting for news of Maxel.

And at noon when the sun was hidden behind clouds and couldn’t be seen, Lilia received the news she had been waiting for.

It was about the failure of the Lizardman Habitat subjugation.

“Ah.”

For the first time, Lilia had prophesied defeat.

* * *

[Kyuuu!]

The young Lizardman shouted loudly while raising its arm high. In the young Lizardman’s hand was a helmet belonging to someone unknown.

The back of it was dented and had dried blood stuck to it, but the young Lizardman didn’t care and threw it to the ground like some ball.

The helmet couldn’t bounce far and got stuck in the mud. Its appearance closely resembled the soldiers who had been sinking deep into the swamp.

[Oh dear, you need to be careful.]

Just as Ganic approached to stop it, this time a breastplate that had been rolling around fell into the young Lizardman’s grasp.

[You’ll cut your hand doing that!]

I glanced at Ganic who was anxiously trying to soothe the young Lizardman, then quietly turned my gaze away.

Uprooted trees and crushed poisonous plants, and scattered armor and various… debris.

In the midst of complete chaos, I could see the Dura’han busily tidying up the surroundings.

They had all returned to their true forms. So right now, headless Dura’han were working diligently.

“They’re as good at preparing camp as the Holy Knights.”

Jeon whispered quietly to me while glancing at the Dura’han. Though he sounded quite composed from his words, Jeon’s expression wasn’t in very good condition.

Seeing his face that had turned pale blue, it was admirable that he was standing without collapsing.

Well, it wasn’t just one or two Dura’han, but a full nine of them. Nine Dura’han moving around spewing black smoke.

“You don’t look particularly happy.”

“Who would be happy watching the Dura’han prepare their camp…?”

The situation was certainly a bit unusual, that was true. But as they say, if you can’t avoid it, enjoy it—just accepting this situation would make things more comfortable.

I quietly observed Jeon, who had been refusing to leave my side since earlier, then spoke calmly.

“You’re so consistently timid and cute.”

“…Is that a good thing?”

“Yes. It’s calling you cute, after all.”

When I nodded, Jeon grimaced with a dubious expression.

It was meant as a compliment on my part, but it seemed Jeon didn’t take it that way, which was unfortunate.

I had encouraged his cuteness with such pure intentions, yet received such a distrustful reaction.

“More importantly, I didn’t expect we’d be stuck here like this.”

“That’s true.”

While Jeon and I stood side by side chatting, the surroundings that had been filled with poisonous plants and chaotic battle traces were gradually cleaned up.

After confirming that space had been roughly secured, Jeon used magic to harden the soft muddy ground. It was land for setting up tents for the night.

While Jeon leveled the ground, the Dura’han wandered around the perimeter.

[Ah, this salamander-like bastard!]

Thwack!

I could see Palides, who was standing guard a little distance away, swing his sword with a resounding noise. Dark-colored liquid splattered into the air along with a death cry.

Though hidden by the tall grass and not visible, I could definitely tell who the owner of that scream was.

Without realizing it, I glanced back at the Young Lizardman as if reading the mood. Whether the Young Lizardman heard the screams of its kin nearby or not, it was busy playing with weapons scattered on the ground as toys.

“Haah….”

I had simply tried to return that Young Lizardman to its group. Incidentally interfering with Maxel’s subjugation was just a bonus.

A sigh escaped from my troubled heart.

[Kyuuuuuu!]

I glanced at the Young Lizardman picking up a sword caked with dried mud and raising it high, then let out another long sigh.

How did things end up this way? I really had no intention whatsoever of getting caught between the Lizardman and the subjugation force.

But what could I do?

In the end, I had become a common enemy to both sides.

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