Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 221

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Chapter 221

There are many different types of monsters, and among them, plant-type monsters are particularly troublesome to deal with.

When comparing pure physical strength alone, it was certainly easy to find stronger monsters. Even Elder Brother Wyvern would be stronger than most plant-type monsters.

The true terror of these creatures lies in the fact that their main body is usually hidden. Deep underground.

Especially in the case of monsters that disguise themselves as thickets like this, they hide their main bodies even better. Moreover, like true plants, the deeper they root themselves, the harder they become to eliminate.

“Lady Anelli!”

Seeing my wrist wrapped tightly in stems, Jeon cried out in alarm and tried to rush over. Samuel immediately drew his sword as well.

I shook my head at both of them.

“Don’t provoke it.”

“But!”

“It reacted because I tried to touch it.”

From what I know, plant-type monsters are generally docile, with some exceptions.

Usually, people get attacked by plant-type monsters when they attack first out of fear, or when they carelessly invade the monster’s territory.

So in this situation where my wrist is caught, making a commotion would only end up provoking this thing.

If I stayed still to show I had no intention of harm, there was a possibility it would withdraw first.

“There’s no need to fight here from the start.”

I couldn’t gauge how much farther we had to go, and if we exhausted ourselves now and couldn’t respond properly when real danger came, it would be a disaster.

Jeon and Samuel seemed to understand what I meant.

However, they couldn’t abandon their vigilance completely, as both maintained stances ready to attack at any moment.

I had no intention of stopping them from doing at least that much. It was certain I couldn’t break this stem with my own strength.

During our brief conversation, my body moved slightly. As soon as the stem felt the slight movement, it tightened around my wrist even more strongly.

“Ugh.”

“For now… we should tell it to let go of that hand first.”

Samuel, whose face looked ready to swing his sword at any moment, spoke through gritted teeth.

Jeon nodded vigorously in agreement. Then he suddenly muttered as if talking to himself.

“…But is it possible to communicate with plants?”

That’s right. Can you communicate with plants?

Even though I had conversed plenty with other monsters, plants don’t have mouths…

“Hey, monster.”

I tried speaking to it just in case, but there was no response. Was it impossible after all?

I was about to click my tongue briefly when Mori, who had been sticking his head out and carefully examining the thicket, spoke cautiously.

[I’ll infiltrate!]

“Infiltrate?”

[If I crawl through those thickets, I can divert its attention!]

It was a resolute proposal from his perspective, but to me it sounded utterly ridiculous.

“Then there would just be two of us captured.”

[I’ll dodge nimbly!]

“You’re even thinner than those stems.”

At my blunt observation, Mori made a dejected expression. It seemed he was secretly hurt that I had delivered the facts so directly.

But it was true. Even if Mori fought in his Dura’han form, he probably couldn’t beat this plant monster. If it were Jigol, it might be evenly matched.

“I’ll just cut it.”

“Rather than wasting time like this, it might be better to burn the whole thing and climb up.”

Samuel and Jeon, unable to contain themselves any longer, spoke up again. Both seemed full of energy, so I wondered if it would be better to just let them fight.

However, the problem was that I couldn’t tell how deeply this plant monster had rooted itself before recklessly provoking it.

I frowned as I looked at the stem wrapped around my wrist.

It was gripping a bit tightly, but other than that, it showed no other aggressive reactions…

Huh?

“I think I can handle this myself.”

“Can you communicate with it?”

“Words don’t work, but power does.”

After answering Jeon calmly, I focused a bit more on my palm.

Then my palm, which had only been circulating imperceptibly faint warmth, gradually grew hotter.

The green light also gradually intensified. The power flowing from my hand seeped into the stem as if it were alive.

“What exactly is that power…”

Jeon, who had been watching this from behind, let out an exclamation. He must have seen it too.

The sight of the stem that had been constricting my wrist withering and dying yellow.

Confirming that reaction, I tilted my head slightly.

“They called it the key to the fortress, so I thought it was really a key to open the City Gate.”

The stem withered and twisted until it completely crumbled and fell to the ground.

Looking down quietly at the debris that had fallen at my feet, I knelt on one knee and placed my hand on the ground.

Was I mistaken? I seemed to feel faint vibrations from the ground.

[My, my goodness. To see this sight again…]

[It’s the Captain’s power.]

Mori and Nadab exclaimed in moved admiration.

“Lady Anelli.”

“Don’t come close, Mage. You’re in the way.”

I let the surrounding chatter flow past me as I concentrated.

I felt something enormous leaving through my palm. My hot hand suddenly turned cold as ice.

It was a sensation that felt cold, heavy, and somewhat sticky. My hand stuck to the ground as if I had used adhesive. Every sensation in my palm became acutely sensitive.

Green light spread gently outward from my hand as the center. The stems touched by the light quickly withered away.

“The Goddess’s power…”

I heard Samuel’s murmur mixed with a sigh. Yes, this was the Goddess’s power.

“You are the Hand of Rest, the Avatar of Death.”

That’s what the ghosts of Febrin Monastery had said. The Hand of Rest.

They were right.

“Good heavens.”

Following Jeon’s surprised voice, I raised my head.

The slope that had been so overgrown with thickets that we couldn’t even think of approaching had vanished, and dry earth was revealed between the plants that had withered and crumbled.

The earth was black as if it had been burned. I didn’t know if it was originally that color or because of my power.

However, what was certain was that the range where that ‘key’ I had obtained applied was broader than I had thought.

I stared intently at the earth with its black flesh exposed and moved my lips slightly.

“This entire Mountain Range is a giant lock.”

A lock to hide the Fortress of the Betrayers, or perhaps…

A lock to permanently seal the Fortress of the Betrayers.

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Since we couldn’t ride horses to climb the treacherous Mountain Range, Nadab entered the Separate Space Dimension.

The cracked bracelet was unreliable, but it was better than dragging around Nadab in his Dura’han form, so there was no choice.

After that, I began in earnest to burn the plant monsters blocking our path.

The plant monsters would try to stop intruders, but before the power of death, they obediently gave up their lives.

As if that was the only mission given to them.

“From the beginning, entering the Mountain Range itself was something only the Avatar of the Goddess could do.”

“What, you didn’t know either? You knew about the key.”

“The key I mentioned is definitely the key to Beladia Castle. …I had no way of knowing there had been some change after the last power was lost.”

“You grandly took on guiding me, but now your true colors are showing.”

When I muttered indifferently, Samuel pressed his lips tightly together.

Seeing his sullen face, he seemed hurt, but what could I do?

He said he had recovered all his memories, but was it even plausible that he didn’t know recently changed information because they were old memories?

Not just anyone, but the person who had stepped forward to guide me?

I clicked my tongue and turned my gaze. The large leaves that had been blocking our path instantly shriveled and crumbled away, revealing the hidden stems.

“Can you use that power indefinitely?”

“Mm, probably?”

As I lifted my head while crouched down with my hand on the ground, I met eyes with Jeon who had a subtle expression.

“This power is related to that rest you mentioned, Anelli.”

“That’s right.”

The light extending from my hand drained the life force from the monsters blocking our path as soon as it touched them.

‘So I really was going around killing everything instead of the Goddess.’

The Ghost I met at the Monastery acted disgusted saying it was undignified, so I thought it was some grand noble work. But it turns out I was just going around killing everything like this.

Noble and great my ass. This was just being a killing machine, wasn’t it?

“There’s a path.”

After clearing the surroundings to some extent, several paths appeared. Samuel chose one of the crossroads without hesitation and took the lead.

Seeing him trying not to lose his role as a guide somehow made me feel a bit sorry for him.

What he was clinging to was obviously something that had already died and disappeared, now just a trace of the past.

I groaned as I got up and roughly brushed off my knees. After shaking the dirt off my palms, I was about to start walking when Jeon came closer and spoke to me.

“Aren’t you tired from using your power?”

“Not particularly?”

“If we were to count the monsters Anelli has killed so far, it would easily take half a day. Yet you don’t feel any fatigue at all?”

“Yeah. As you can see, I’m perfectly fine.”

Well, from Jeon’s perspective as a Mage, my divine power might look rather strange.

Even the mana granted to Mages is finite, and when mana is depleted, they face life-threatening danger. The situation is similar for Holy Knights and Priests too.

In that sense, this power I’m freely using right now was of a slightly different nature.

“I’m the Avatar of the Goddess.”

“The Goddess.”

Even when I suddenly mentioned the Goddess, Jeon didn’t look surprised at all.

I glanced at his complexion and nodded calmly.

“Yeah. Turns out there were two gods in the world. One of them is lending me their power.”

Personally, I had my own theories about the unlimited manifestation of power, but since I wasn’t certain about it, it was hard to discuss.

Instead, when I explained it in an easy-to-understand way, Jeon let out a quiet chuckle.

“You say things that would turn the world upside down so casually.”

“And yet you’re standing there perfectly fine after hearing something that would turn the world upside down?”

Jeon stopped abruptly.

Thanks to that, I also had to stop walking since we were walking side by side. When I turned around puzzled, Jeon’s face had no trace of laughter.

“Well, my world was already turned upside down a few days ago.”

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