Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 217

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Chapter 217

After joining up with Jeon and Samuel, the journey proceeded smoothly.

Samuel no longer bothered me with talk about giving me temple treasures or whatnot, and fortunately the Dura’han didn’t regain the betrayer’s memories and go on a rampage either.

“I can temporarily cast appearance-changing magic on you, but unlike magical tools, it won’t be stable. However, it should last long enough until we leave the territory.”

Since Jeon seemed apologetic about the unstable magic, I patted his shoulder to convey that it was fine.

Not just me, but Jeon and Samuel had also shown their faces in public as much as I had.

Since he had to cast appearance-changing magic on three people simultaneously, it wasn’t fair to blame Jeon’s skills.

Instead, we hurried even more to leave Montel Territory. Once we left the territory, we could immediately enter the foothills of the Trebi Mountains, where there would be no people around.

“Huh?”

And I noticed something strange about the bracelet just as we were leaving Montel Territory.

“Why is that doing that?”

Jeon’s gaze was fixed on my wrist. Only after his observation did I notice that the bracelet was sparkling.

It usually sparkled when the Dura’han were inside the gems. But unlike that, now it was shining much brighter.

To my eyes it was just the light getting a bit stronger, but Jeon seemed to sense something different.

“I think you should take that off for a moment.”

Eventually Jeon recommended that I remove the bracelet.

“Here? Now?”

It was daylight and we could still travel more. Now that all the Dura’han were gathered, we needed to reach our destination and part ways with Samuel as quickly as possible.

As someone who wanted to advance our arrival by even a day, I didn’t want to delay even for a moment.

However, Jeon not only stopped talking completely but actually dismounted.

“The magical power is unusual. Please give it to me for a moment. I’ll take a look.”

When he said that, it seemed like there really was some problem.

“What’s wrong?”

“The magic circle hasn’t been erased though.”

Jeon, who was examining the magic circle carved in extremely fine detail on the inside of the bracelet, muttered in a puzzled voice.

Samuel, who had been quietly watching what Jeon was doing, casually spoke up.

“Does that magical tool also have a lifespan?”

“That can’t be. This is practically a top-grade magical tool that could be called permanent.”

“There are also spatial dimension magical tools among the temple’s treasures. If you need one, I’ll prepare it.”

Watching Samuel seize the opportunity to offer me temple treasures made me let out a hollow laugh.

Paying no attention to Samuel’s words, Jeon squinted as he examined the bracelet, but ultimately couldn’t find anything significantly wrong and returned it to me.

“I’ll ask Dekin about it separately.”

“Alright. Ask him when we make camp later, not now. Right now I want to get out of this place quickly.”

We hadn’t even entered the mountain range foothills yet. The frightened Prisian Sister probably wouldn’t send people after me, but with Lilia, you never knew how she might act.

Lilia had targeted me even in front of everyone watching.

Whether it was because she was stupid or lacked even the minimum rational judgment to assess her surroundings, I didn’t know, but it was certain she wouldn’t back down like this.

With the Dura’han potentially becoming unstable at any time, I didn’t want attackers getting involved and causing unnecessary commotion.

Perhaps my impatience showed outwardly, as Samuel casually spoke to me.

“Is there a need to hurry?”

“There’s no need not to hurry.”

“Do you know what will happen to you when you reach that place?”

Samuel’s words were an unnecessary observation. A topic I didn’t particularly want to mention. Especially not in front of Jeon.

Sure enough, Jeon, who had been about to mount his horse, turned to look at me with wide eyes.

Looking at Samuel with displeasure, I reluctantly opened my lips.

“You speak as if you know.”

“Since you’re trying to finish something that wasn’t completed in the past, I can guess.”

Sensing the ominous atmosphere, Jeon carefully asked a question.

“…What does he mean, Lady Anelli?”

“It’s nothing important. I don’t know why we’re having this conversation when our destination is right ahead. I want to leave quickly.”

Responding curtly, I grabbed Nadab’s reins. Jeon looked unconvinced, but seeing me hurry, he seemed inclined to follow my wishes for now.

However, Samuel’s loose tongue didn’t stop.

“I’m predicting the possibility of death.”

Jeon, who had been about to mount his horse, hesitated.

“Samuel Bent.”

Even at my warning tone, Samuel stubbornly continued.

“Don’t you think so as well?”

Jeon’s face, which had been blankly looking back and forth between me and Samuel, turned pale.

“Death, you say? Whose?”

“Samuel Bent, hey!”

Even at my sharp call, Samuel didn’t react. He just resolutely continued speaking to Jeon.

“If you were told that Lady Anelli might die at the end of this journey, would you help with that?”

“What?”

“Will you just stand by and watch her walk into an uncertain future?”

Jeon didn’t answer. But I could tell without having to hear it from his mouth. The answer was obvious anyway.

He cared for me, so naturally he wouldn’t want my death.

If I might die after performing the final power at Beladia Castle…

Would Jeon also try to prevent the completion of the power, as Samuel had in the past? I wasn’t sure.

But what was certain was that Samuel had deliberately brought up this topic now.

Samuel… seemed to have concluded that my death would exist at this end.

There was probably some basis for reaching that conclusion.

“Haah…”

Clutching my throbbing forehead, I let out a long sigh.

In the end, the smooth journey was interrupted just before reaching our destination.

* * *

The sensation that allowed him to know where Anelli was gradually faded, and by the time they nearly reached the Trebi Mountains, it had completely disappeared.

If Anelli were to learn of this fact, she would unhesitatingly leave him behind and vanish without a trace. Samuel could easily guess this.

So he deliberately didn’t show it. Instead, he thought about why this phenomenon was occurring.

After brief contemplation, he reached a conclusion.

‘Because there’s no longer a need to sense the Reviver’s presence.’

It was simple in a way, but the most certain and clear reason. Because the necessity had disappeared.

The duty given to Samuel was to guide her to the designated place.

After that, there was no need for Samuel to sense her presence.

But was that all?

Performing the final power so that all creatures in the world could obtain true rest meant that the Reviver’s duty would also end.

‘If the Reviver’s duty ends.’

Would the Goddess permit her life even after that ended? Would the vitality of the body that had died by beheading really be maintained even after everything was finished?

Perhaps because she would no longer exist on this earth, that’s why he could no longer sense her.

‘Rest is fair to everyone.’

Like the Dura’han, Anelli would obtain rest. Then what exactly was the rest she desired?

Samuel remembered Count of Ruewark bowing and scraping to Anelli, and Heinrih and Lilia with their envious expressions.

Looking at this world full of people trying to use her until the very end, how would Anelli complete the final power?

“Are you crazy?”

Samuel looked calmly at Anelli standing before him. She was someone who wouldn’t bat an eye at most things, but now she wasn’t hiding her anger.

Anelli was this angry because of Jeon. Because of that ignorant man who was helping Anelli without knowing anything.

Samuel had observed all these reactions from close by all this time. So how could he not know?

“Why are you suddenly talking about such things? Your duty is to guide me to Beladia Castle. Did you forget?”

“I know.”

“You know and yet you do this? Do you want to repeat what happened in your past life now?”

Though her voice wasn’t loud, it was enough to express her anger. Samuel was silent for a moment, then slowly opened his lips.

“I was merely discussing possibilities.”

“Ha, possibility? You’re probably trying to drag Jeon into this to achieve your purpose.”

“That’s also correct.”

“What?”

Samuel, who had been staring at the bewildered Anelli, lowered his gaze.

A corner of his chest sank heavily.

“You wouldn’t listen to me anyway, no matter what I say. But that man….”

Jeon was currently away from his seat. From what he overheard Anelli saying, it seemed he wanted to think alone for a while.

Though Samuel had always been at odds with Jeon, he now understood the emotions Jeon must be feeling. It was probably the exact same emotion Samuel had felt in the past.

Samuel glanced at Jeon’s horse tied up alone, then lowered his gaze to his feet again.

“Since you care for that man, you’ll be swayed by his words.”

Anelli had never sought favors from Samuel. She didn’t make requests without compensation or unreasonable, emotional pleas.

However, there was a clear difference when she dealt with Jeon. She thought of Jeon comfortably, and perhaps even cherished him.

Or it could be an even deeper emotion.

“Why are you going this far?”

“…Just as in the past, it seems you wouldn’t hesitate to face death even now.”

But were Anelli’s feelings for Jeon truly intense enough to overcome even death?

To decide to live in this world relying solely on her affection for Jeon—didn’t Anelli hate this world too much for that?

Anelli, hearing Samuel’s response, looked surprised as if she had heard something unexpected.

Anelli, who had been standing speechless, suddenly asked a question.

“Samuel, have you recovered all your memories?”

“Yes.”

Since he didn’t particularly want to hide it, Samuel nodded calmly. As he did so, he looked at the bracelet on Anelli’s wrist.

More precisely, at the bracelet’s gem.

“And once again, it seems I’ve made a different choice from them.”

Fine cracks were forming in the gem that made up the bracelet.

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