Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 206

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Chapter 206

Having already faced a threat to my life once, I suspected this might be a new approach by assassins.

But surprisingly, it wasn’t. They truly just wanted to offer me something in hospitality.

Each time, Samuel stepped forward to become my spokesperson. Just like now, how he had switched places with Soana and was dealing with people through the open window in my stead.

“It’s a grateful offer, but I must decline. There are urgent matters to resolve, so we cannot afford delays.”

From what I could gather from Samuel’s explanation, he was well-versed in dealing with priests and believers, so he could handle such situations smoothly.

‘Well, he did spend time cleaning up after priests when he was at the Imperial Palace.’

Moreover, there wasn’t anyone who didn’t know why I was wandering around cities and villages like this. It was quite convenient that just saying we were busy could encompass everything without needing long explanations.

Generally, when Samuel stepped forward, people would reasonably accept and move on.

“Of course you must be busy, but you still need to take your meals, don’t you?”

Rather than clinging like they were doing now.

“As I said, we cannot afford delays.”

“We won’t keep you long.”

Unlike the others who had offered meals before, the people standing outside now were quite persistent. They said they were sorry with their words but had no intention of backing down, making me wonder if these were indeed assassins approaching.

Perhaps thinking the same thing, Samuel also showed wariness on his face as he glared at the people.

“Whatever your intentions, they won’t work.”

When the already stern-looking Knight gave a warning with a serious expression, the people flinched in surprise and reflexively stepped back.

At least from appearances, it looked like we were unnecessarily pressuring those innocent villagers.

“It’s not intentions, but I…”

The man who stood at the front, acting somewhat like a representative, mumbled while glancing behind him.

With a face clearly showing contemplation, he moved his lips hesitantly, then finally seemed to make up his mind, stepped closer to the carriage, and lowered his voice.

“Our Lord is very concerned about whether there are any inconveniences during your travels.”

“…Lord?”

The Feudal Lord’s Castle was located some distance from here.

That man was now indirectly conveying that the Lord was either coming here to meet me, or had already arrived.

The Lord of Montel Territory was the Luewark Margrave. The Luewark Margrave couldn’t possibly be unaware of the relationship between me and the Young Lady of Luewark…

I couldn’t help but laugh at the easily predictable situation. I canceled my plan to leave it to Samuel and stay quiet.

For something like this, it would be more effective for me to handle it directly rather than Samuel.

“For a Lord’s invitation, there’s not a single letter to be found, so anyone would think you’re here to arrest me. Even the upright Luewark has become a thing of the past. Coming here like this, you’re no different from a little mouse, aren’t you?”

When I asked with a mocking voice, the man was startled and his eyes widened.

I couldn’t tell whether he was surprised by my casual tone or the bold content of my words.

“Well, I can’t say I don’t understand such petty behavior.”

I rested my chin on my hand and smiled sweetly at the man.

“If he officially invited me and got officially rejected, rumors would spread wildly throughout the country, so how could he bear such humiliation?”

The man broke out in cold sweat, constantly wiping his forehead and nape with a handkerchief. However, despite his diligent efforts, his bangs became thoroughly soaked with sweat.

If this man was guilty of anything, it was simply serving the wrong master, but that alone gave me no reason to treat him well.

I stared at the man with cold eyes.

“Knowing that I wouldn’t go if he revealed his name and invited me, he disguised it as pure goodwill like this.”

When I concluded this, the man who had been frozen with a stupid expression finally came to his senses and waved his hands frantically.

“We are truly grateful to the Reviver! This is sincere!”

He who shouted this truly looked wronged. Of course, I thought that was probably true.

There were many villages where the atmosphere improved just because I had passed through. The Reviver’s reputation didn’t even require me to make efforts to confirm it.

The Empire’s citizens feared monsters. Among them, they extremely feared the Dura’han, which the Temple had specifically named as the spreading evil.

‘So the Reviver who stands against the spreading evil would be no different from a god in their eyes.’

At least in Montel Territory, I could guarantee that anyone who openly antagonized me would be stoned in the marketplace.

The Luewark Margrave couldn’t be unaware of such atmosphere in his territory. For him, he had to at least pretend to treat me well, being conscious of his people’s gaze.

Whatever regrettable past was entangled in this.

‘Of course, I don’t need to consider his circumstances.’

Whatever the Luewark Margrave’s circumstances were, it wasn’t my concern.

“Right. Then go back and continue being grateful.”

“But…”

“Surely the Lord of this place doesn’t have such a petty heart that he can’t bear a trivial invitation rejection, while lacking the power to protect his own people?”

The man’s face was dyed bright red, but rather than anger, he seemed apologetic for hearing words he shouldn’t have heard.

The man eventually hesitated and withdrew. Watching him turn away with drooping shoulders, I pressed my temples and leaned back against the backrest.

“We can’t stay in this village today.”

Jeon, who had been quietly observing this situation, casually spoke up. Samuel also agreed with Jeon’s words after confirming the people loitering in the distance.

Of course, I agreed with their opinion as well.

However, the problem was that even if we left this village, the Lord’s interest probably wouldn’t easily fade away.

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In the dark evening, Jeon sat in front of the fire for dinner again today.

He had been steadily replenishing ingredients whenever they stopped by villages or cities, and had secured enough materials he wanted for now.

‘What should I feed Anelli today?’

Jeon fell into contemplation, tapping his lower lip with his index finger.

Recently, too many residents had been flocking to offer food to Anelli, and Jeon was secretly feeling threatened.

She was already accustomed to his cooking, but still, if some rookie chef appeared like a comet from somewhere and caught her eye…

Jeon, who had been thinking that far, clicked his tongue briefly and shook his head.

Going through his first love of a lifetime, he was learning new aspects of himself every day.

For instance, he recently discovered that he was more jealous than he thought.

‘To think I can’t even yield something like this.’

But watching Anelli deliciously eat the food he made was a pleasure only Jeon could feel.

Anelli eating food made by another human and enjoying it? How could he watch such a sight with his eyes open!

“Indeed, tonight’s dinner should be somewhat grand…”

While rummaging through fresh vegetables and recalling several dishes Anelli particularly enjoyed, Jeon suddenly stopped his actions.

He quietly closed the lid of the box storing ingredients and stood up.

Samuel, who had been busy hammering stakes to secure the tent, also looked somewhere while holding his hammer.

Jeon was the first to speak.

“Enemies?”

“They’re approaching too openly to be enemies.”

After Anelli was attacked by assassins, both men’s tension levels had risen sharply.

Of course, since Anelli always kept Dura’han transformed into animals by her side, there would be no danger even if assassins came again.

However, whether the Dura’han stood guard or not, Jeon and Samuel were maintaining their own state of alertness.

“They are…”

The uninvited guests who had been approaching without hesitation finally revealed themselves through the bushes.

From their attire, they weren’t ordinary travelers. Jeon scanned the armaments of those leading the group.

“Good evening.”

In the darkness, silver decorations on the opponents’ uniforms glinted, revealing their presence. The scabbards hanging at their waists were also quite ornate.

It was quite a flashy and stiff outfit for wandering the mountains after dark.

“We realize you must be surprised by our sudden visit, but could you spare us a moment? We are not bad people.”

If people suddenly appeared while you were camping and immediately claimed they weren’t bad people, who would believe that readily?

Perhaps recognizing this fact themselves, they coughed awkwardly with slightly embarrassed faces.

“We came at this late hour, risking the time, to catch you before you departed. I am Knight Cheddler Kerol, serving Count Luewark. Please call me Sir Cheddler.”

Count Luewark or Sir Cheddler, what did it matter? Jeon continued to glare at the opponents with a displeased face, remaining silent.

Of course, Samuel also showed no particular reaction to the opponent’s words.

Despite revealing their identities, their wariness didn’t ease at all, causing Cheddler to show a perplexed expression.

However, he soon calmly settled his mind and continued speaking.

“This morning, our people attempted to serve the Reviver, but we heard we rather offended you.”

At those words, Jeon crossed his arms and muttered bluntly.

“I don’t understand why you followed us so eagerly when you knew that.”

Samuel also added in a cold voice.

“When I saw them at the Imperial Palace before, the Empire’s nobles were generally shameless.”

At least in the way they treated that knight, it was a moment when Jeon and Samuel’s attitudes were in perfect agreement.

Perhaps because they had engaged in so many verbal sparring matches, the moment a common enemy appeared, the two could naturally continue their back-and-forth conversation without needing to coordinate their words.

“Good grief, even people who should know better are acting worse.”

“At this point, shamelessness might be a required skill for the Empire’s nobles.”

“Wow, I never thought I’d agree with a Knight’s opinion.”

“It’s the difference between knowing and not knowing basic human decency.”

In truth, Jeon sometimes looked at Samuel and thought ‘that guy doesn’t know basic human decency,’ but he didn’t deliberately stir things up to ruin the mood right now.

Instead, he glanced at Chetler, who stood in rigid silence with a hardened face.

He had expected the man to immediately rage and draw his sword at the insulting mockery delivered to his face, but surprisingly, he stood there suppressing his emotions.

There must be a reason he was enduring so stubbornly. However, despite that admirable effort, Jeon wanted to kick them out as soon as possible.

It was just as Jeon was about to make another sarcastic remark.

“So you finally sent your dogs.”

At the newly interjected cynical voice, Jeon let out a small sigh.

Oh no, I was trying to send them away before Anelli arrived.

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