Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 200
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Chapter 200
Morning came after a night of barely sleeping.
“I was wondering why the Lizardmen attacked, but it seems like it was because of Ganic.”
As soon as I came out of the tent, Palides said with gleaming eyes. Behind Palides in human form were the young Lizardman and Ganic, the sea turtle.
“We analyzed it in our own way yesterday. Ganic is the culprit!”
I calmed down Palides, who was speaking excitedly as if he had discovered tremendous information, and glanced around the surroundings.
I could see knights moving comfortably, some transformed into Dura’han forms and others into animal forms.
“A few salamanders tried to sneak in during the night, so we quickly beat them down!”
[I was the one who beat them down.]
Bak in Dura’han form suddenly interrupted. When Bak, who appeared more than twice the size of Palides, leaned in, a shadow fell over my head.
Bak seemed eager to talk about his achievements. However, he soon lost his chance to boast due to Minte’s immediate interruption.
[You weren’t awakened by the noise, were you? It was quite chaotic because Bak foolishly swung his fists without using his sword.]
“I had no idea.”
They probably attacked just before dawn? That’s when I finally fell asleep from exhaustion.
“Anyway, we interrogated those Lizardmen a bit! That’s how we found out. It’s all because of Ganic.”
[Palides, if you report like that, the Captain won’t understand.]
Soana, who couldn’t bear to watch, stepped forward.
[It seems that because Ganic took care of the young Lizardman for too long, the young one became deeply infused with the Dura’han scent.]
I could see Ganic, who seemed busy playing with the young Lizardman, glancing this way. He probably noticed he was the topic of conversation.
[The Lizardmen couldn’t recognize that young one as their own kind.]
Ah, so they perceived it as their territory being invaded.
I frowned as I looked at the young Lizardman.
The young Lizardman seemed full of energy from the morning, joyfully playing by lifting Ganic up and throwing him in the air before catching him.
What if he drops him and breaks his shell or something?
[Even if we separate him from Ganic, we don’t know when the Dura’han scent will disappear.]
“So you’re saying he can’t survive alone even if we release him.”
Ganic’s anxious glances toward us while flying through the air were unsettling. He was probably worried I might suggest abandoning the young Lizardman.
While I was lost in thought, stroking my lower lip, Soana bluntly spoke up.
[Is there really a need to keep dragging him along?]
Soana stared at the young Lizardman with an indifferent gaze.
[Ganic can’t keep playing protector forever either. We’ll find our rest, after all. And then that monster will be alone anyway.]
Palides, who heard those words nearby, raised his voice in shock.
“Soana!”
[Palides. This isn’t something to hush up. Once Dasha joins us, we’ll have a chance to complete our authority again. That means we’ll find our rest.]
That wasn’t directed at Palides. Rather, it was more accurate to say it was directed at me. Since I’m the one who can give the Dura’han their rest.
She probably wanted to say that the one who would be alone isn’t the young Lizardman, but me.
Unfortunately, Soana didn’t seem to know that I was also scheduled to be a beneficiary of that rest.
“But our rest is…”
[The Captain is considering everything too. Don’t you trust the Captain?]
“Of course I trust her!”
[Right. The Captain said she would complete the final authority, and regardless of what results that brings, she’ll gladly liberate us.]
Palides didn’t respond. Even Bak, who was nearby, seemed to sense my mood and awkwardly pretended to look elsewhere while slowly distancing himself. Even Minte couldn’t easily join in.
From their reactions, I could tell.
That the rest the Dura’han were thinking of was death.
[What’s this? Why is the atmosphere like this?]
Breaking the strange silence, a black sparrow popped out. It was probably Jigol, who seemed to have been scouting the surroundings.
Soana spoke in a gentle voice toward Jigol, who was busily flapping his wings and flying among the Dura’han.
[We were talking about our rest.]
[Rest?]
[The rest we’ll meet when the Captain performs the final authority. Jigol, aren’t you also looking forward to the day we’ll be liberated from our long lives?]
[Well?]
Jigol, who had landed on Bak’s shoulder, tilted his head curiously.
[We’ll have to see when the time comes.]
Jigol’s voice sounded almost innocent.
[We don’t know what rest we’ll gain from performing the final authority.]
Soana paused and stared at Jigol. Jigol, seemingly unaware of Soana’s gaze, casually turned his head to look at the ground.
[Right?]
[Uh, yeah.]
The one who answered Jigol’s question was Mori, who was so small I almost missed him.
He probably went around the surroundings with Jigol. Mori, who had been crawling toward me, raised his head high when he got close and said:
[C-Captain. I’ll stay in your pocket. I think it would be better for me to stay by your side than the other knights…!]
Neither Jigol nor Mori seemed to think deeply about what conversation the other knights had been having.
[Captain?]
Perhaps finding my standing there blankly strange, Jigol called me with a puzzled voice. Only then did I take out my pocket.
Mori skillfully crawled into the open pocket. With just his head poking out through the slightly open entrance, Mori looked up at me with shining eyes.
[I’ll g-guard you.]
“Mori! Guarding the Captain is my job!”
Palides belatedly shouted in an emotional voice. Then Mori replied in a rare stubborn tone.
[P-Palides should catch Lizardmen.]
[Anyway, if Lizardmen pop out, Palides will immediately grab his sword and run off! Just like last night!]
When even Jigol took Mori’s side, Palides began whining to Minte about having his role stolen.
Bak stopped Palides from bothering Minte, but Palides paid him no attention at all.
Amid the chaotic mix of Dura’han and animal sounds, Jeon came out of the tent late, rubbing his half-open eyes.
“Phew, why is it so noisy from the morning?”
Seeing the loudly chattering Dura’han, Jeon shook his head and clicked his tongue.
“The illusion magic spread around the camp will soon lose its effect, so let’s eat breakfast quickly.”
I also turned around after glancing at Jeon, who was turning to prepare the meal. Soana, who was quietly staring at the Dura’han, was a bit concerning, but that was all.
Final authority or rest – I could only face such things after resolving the situation at hand.
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The expedition force led by Maxel had set up their encampment quite far from the Lizardman habitat, which was their original destination.
Although they were held up by several unexpected problems, Maxel had no intention of dragging things out for long.
“Dura’han are cursed creatures. Could it be a coincidence that they appeared before us?”
Maxel spoke in an excited voice. Despite the eldest son of the Rueack family being injured, he wasn’t intimidated at all.
Rather, he was somewhat elated. Finally, monsters worthy of the name “expedition” had appeared.
“If we can just kill the Dura’han, even the Temple won’t be able to say anything!”
Maxel’s eyes gleamed as he looked at his fiancée, who had come to the encampment without notice.
“Lilia, you came to foresee my victory too, didn’t you?”
Before Lilia’s arrival, Maxel’s immediate concern was the eldest son of the Rueack family, who had finished receiving emergency treatment.
He couldn’t take the injured man back to fight monsters, so he needed to find a way to send him back separately.
Of course, the Rueack family’s private soldiers made up a high proportion of the expedition force… but if he assigned them to escort the Rueack heir back, it would be difficult to proceed with the expedition with the remaining forces.
But just then, Lilia came to find Maxel herself. With guards in tow.
While thinking he could send the injured person back with Lilia, Maxel was also impressed by Lilia’s foresight in rushing here knowing this situation.
“It’s fortunate that you brought many guards. Adding one injured person shouldn’t be a problem.”
Maxel smiled with satisfaction as he looked at the guards Lilia had brought. Lilia spoke to Maxel in a serious voice.
“Your Highness, that’s not why I came.”
“Hmm? Didn’t you come after seeing a vision?”
“…I did see a vision.”
After hesitating briefly, Lilia glanced around. Despite being inside Maxel’s personal tent within the encampment, she looked around once more cautiously before lowering her voice and speaking quickly.
“You must stop the Dura’han expedition.”
Maxel, who had been wearing a pleased smile, frowned.
“Lilia, what are you talking about?”
“Please listen to me, Your Highness. You must withdraw for now.”
Maxel, who had briefly doubted his own hearing, realized he hadn’t misheard and his expression completely hardened.
“The expedition will fail.”
Conviction seeped through Lilia’s voice.
However, Maxel couldn’t believe it. Before Lilia arrived, a scout had brought news that both the Dura’han and the Lizardmen appeared to have suffered heavy losses from their conflict with each other.
Even without the scout’s report, it was a result he had inwardly expected. Although the Expedition Force had been attacked by unknown assailants around the Wetland, only Count of Ruewark’s eldest son and a few soldiers had been injured.
The Expedition Force’s strength was still intact, and this time they planned to approach the Wetland cautiously.
He had also given orders to separately track the unidentified attackers. However, seeing that their traces led toward the Wetland before disappearing, there was a high possibility they had gotten caught up in territorial disputes between monsters.
“The expedition will fail?”
So Maxel couldn’t believe Lilia’s words.
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