Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 202

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Chapter 202

It would be good to record it with a crystal orb and send it to Heinrih.

If I displayed the Crown Prince’s pathetic defeat to the world after he boasted about taking on the Reviver’s duties? Could there be anything more ridiculous than that?

Or I could condemn him for gathering troops claiming to subjugate monsters, but not taking the subjugation seriously.

If I could frame this expedition as a deception while he secretly diverted elite soldiers for rebellion, that would be quite nice too.

“You can record it well, right?”

“This is nothing. But where are you going?”

After handing the crystal orb to Jeon, I had just turned to go down the slope when I paused.

“Where am I going? To fight, of course.”

“…With whom?”

“With the enemies?”

Understanding that the ‘enemies’ I pointed to were the expedition force, Jeon jumped up with a serious expression.

“It’s dangerous!”

“I don’t want to be caught off guard by relying only on the Dura’han. Supporting from the rear with magical tools should be fine.”

When the Dura’han appeared, everyone’s attention would be focused on them anyway.

I planned to appropriately demonstrate some wide-range magical attacks with magical tools to the terrified expedition members.

It was a choice to increase their confusion rather than to defeat the expedition force.

They’d panic if fireballs suddenly flew from somewhere while fighting the terrifying Dura’han.

By doing so, I could maximize their fear of the Dura’han and make them lose their fighting spirit.

“Then let’s move together.”

“You need to record.”

I assigned it to you because it’s important.

What I wanted wasn’t simply holding a crystal orb and recording normally. I wanted to capture Maxel’s complete defeat from the sky where the battle situation was clearly visible.

For that, Jeon’s magical manipulation was necessary.

“Do you think I can’t do other things just because I’m manipulating one crystal orb?”

“I heard magic can only be cast one at a time. It’s fine if you just focus on recording.”

I heard that magic is such delicate work that you need to concentrate regardless of what you’re casting. Separate from the type of magic being performed.

So I meant it as telling him to concentrate, but after hearing my words, Jeon burst into laughter instead.

“Lady Anelli has no idea what it means to be the Mage Tower Lord’s successor.”

Rather than mocking me, it was expressing pure amazement at my ignorance.

Moreover, for some reason, Jeon seemed very excited. It was a mood change whose context I couldn’t understand.

“It’s fine. You’ll know from now on.”

I couldn’t tell why his mood was on an upward curve, but it probably wasn’t for a bad reason, so I decided to let it pass.

Seeing him speak so confidently, he probably wouldn’t make mistakes.

And shortly after, I was able to clearly confirm Jeon’s words.

* * *

Lizardmen were monsters with strong stamina and thick, rough skin.

Moreover, because they inhabited wetlands, they were quite troublesome to deal with.

Meanwhile, due to the poisonous plants around the wetlands, the expedition force had to struggle before even reaching the habitat.

When they first recklessly advanced into this wetland, they inevitably had to pay the price for their recklessness. So this time they prepared for the poisonous plants and the muddy terrain.

‘…Damn.’

Though Lilia’s pursuit and scolding bothered him, Maxel tried to erase that incident from his mind.

In fact, just not being able to listen to Lilia’s words made him feel like he had a thorn stuck in his throat.

It felt like he was making a huge mistake, and it seemed like someone was reproaching him.

He felt like something terrible would happen if he didn’t quickly return and follow her words.

That’s how he had always done it. He already knew that following Lilia’s words made his anxiety disappear completely.

But this time he didn’t do that. Recently, he had been feeling sudden urges to confront his anxiety.

‘Lilia is just being oversensitive.’

Maxel checked the scout’s report once more to shake off his uncomfortable feelings.

It seemed to serve as evidence that his judgment was correct, giving him some relief.

How long had it been since he moved with confidence without relying on someone’s advice?

In the Imperial Palace, he was busy following the Emperor’s words, and he couldn’t move as he wished while listening to Lilia’s prophecies.

This was a very long-awaited sensation. Though the uncomfortable feelings still hadn’t disappeared…

Maxel tried to comfort himself. Though the eldest son of Count Ruewark was absent, other families who heard the news sent reinforcements. The Empire’s brave nobles and soldiers were following Maxel.

“According to the report, only a few Lizardmen remain, and the Dura’han were also weakened, so our brave expedition force should be able to handle them.”

Moreover, this time they brought mages along. They prepared thoroughly, learning from their first experience.

At Maxel’s words, the nobleman standing nearby began competing to praise his bravery and greatness.

“Our target is beyond that hill!”

Maxel gripped his sword hilt. Having already scouted the area with reconnaissance teams, all that remained was to seize victory.

“Advance!”

That mere Dura’han – if he dragged its corpse and displayed it on the Imperial Capital’s walls, no one would ever ignore him again! There wasn’t much time left to watch Heinrih act so arrogantly.

Maxel’s eyes gleamed as he stared ahead.

“Hmm?”

A puzzled look crossed Maxel’s triumphant eyes.

“What’s that…?”

Beyond the sloping hill, he could see black shadows moving.

Though it was hard to distinguish due to bushes and trees, it was definitely a shadow. It was strange to call it human, but to call it a Lizardman…

The Lizardman habitat should still be further ahead, right?

The battle between Lizardmen and Dura’han supposedly took place in the habitat. Both sides suffered great damage from that incident, and they couldn’t even notice scouts approaching closely.

But what on earth is that?

“Du, Du, Dura’han!”

“Dura’han?”

A black horse reared its front legs high. Above it, heavy black armor and a hanging greatsword were visible. And an empty space above the neck too.

“D-don’t be afraid!”

Maxel, who had almost unconsciously stepped back, barely regained his composure. The Dura’han should be greatly weakened after fighting the Lizardmen.

Maxel quickly gestured toward the mages. As instructed beforehand, soldiers and knights arranged their formation.

However, even after doing so, they couldn’t move a muscle.

“Eek!”

Black energy slowly rose from the Dura’han slowly descending the hill. The energy spreading in all directions made their skin crawl and chilled the back of their necks.

“Killing intent…”

There was a thud as someone who had been frozen sat down heavily. A smell of urine wafted from very close by.

The Dura’han was merely approaching slowly on horseback with its sword hanging down, but everyone was overwhelmed by the killing intent it emanated.

Maxel, who was as crushed by the killing intent as the others, gritted his teeth. He squeezed his throat and barely managed to shout.

“It’s just one!”

However, Maxel’s cry was quickly drowned out by someone’s frightened muttering.

“Th-there are more over there!”

Neigh!

The rough neighing of horses echoed among the quiet expedition force. Shadows began appearing one by one beyond the hill.

Pitch-black Dura’han were revealing themselves one by one.

“Good Lord.”

One of the trembling soldiers let out a shocked groan.

The killing intent grew thicker, and at some point, hazy fog began rising around them. The atmosphere became even more eerie due to the fog.

Whenever the pitch-black armor moved through the thickly settled fog, clanking friction sounds layered over the heavy hoofbeats.

From somewhere, a crow let out a long, chilling cry as it flew away.

“Creator…”

As if someone’s despair-filled muttering was a signal, the horse of the Dura’han at the front raised its front legs high.

The blade of the raised greatsword gleamed sharply.

* * *

The battle turned into more of a chaotic melee than expected.

This was because the Lizardmen, who had been defeated by the Dura’han and harbored deep resentment, launched a surprise attack from behind.

[Kieek!]

If Jeon, who was with me in the rear, hadn’t blown away the Lizardmen with magic, the Dura’han might have been in trouble.

[These filthy invaders!]

“Uaaah!”

Thanks to the Lizardmen who flew into the middle of the expedition force going wild with excitement, the situation became a complete mess.

Crack!

The moment a soldier screamed as he was bitten by a Lizardman’s sharp teeth, Palides’ sword struck the Lizardman’s neck.

Thud!

[Palides! Don’t penetrate too deep!]

At Nadab’s warning, Palides, who seemed about to charge forward, quickly pulled back.

The Dura’han didn’t bother chasing unless the expedition force came toward the hill. It was as if they were guarding their territory.

‘This sight will make Maxel even more anxious.’

As evidence of this, Maxel still hadn’t ordered a retreat. Since the Dura’han’s swords weren’t reaching him in the rear.

Jeon captured this scene in his recording orb while cleverly using magic to cover the hill where the Dura’han and I were with fog.

With appearance-changing magic, invisibility magic, and now hiding in fog, it seemed they wouldn’t be able to see me no matter how hard they tried.

To the expedition force’s eyes, wouldn’t it look like fireballs suddenly appeared from thin air and ice spikes poured down?

“We, we need the Creator’s protection!”

“It’s a cursed creature!”

“Aaaaah!”

Seeing them calling out to the Creator everywhere, I was relieved that my intention had worked perfectly.

[Hahaha! I am the fearsome Knight Jigol, who stands at the vanguard and brings terror to enemies!]

Jigol, who had been the first Dura’han to reveal himself earlier, seemed extremely excited about standing at the vanguard as he had wished.

Even Mori, who stood at the very back among the Dura’han, was calling out to Jigol with concern, showing just how excited he was.

‘I only thought he was cute.’

It seemed time to acknowledge that Jigol was indeed a sparrow capable of bringing fearsome terror to enemies.

I let out a bitter laugh while maintaining my focus on the front without losing tension.

Screams, the stench of blood, chaos with swords, arrows, and magic flying everywhere.

The noble families that joined this expedition force would regret today’s choice for a long time to come.

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