Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 229

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Chapter 229

A cool sensation came from my forehead.

As I slowly opened my eyes while frowning with them closed, I met eyes with Jeon who was looking down at me from close by.

“Are you conscious?”

“What happened?”

Why am I lying down?

I tried to bolt upright in surprise, but Jeon grabbed my shoulder and prevented me from getting up.

“You collapsed.”

It was something I never expected to hear. I looked around and blankly tried to recall my memories.

After entering a relatively intact-looking building, the Dura’han said they would look around the area and all rushed out.

Since they had lost two comrades in an instant, I figured they had a lot to think about, so I let them go, and I was planning to hear about the structure of this castle from Samuel.

Additionally, I was going to hear in advance where each of the other Dura’han would retrieve their heads and keep it in mind…

My memory was completely cut off after that.

When I glanced at the window, it was dark outside, and I could hear the pattering sound of rain. It seemed I had been lying down for quite a long time.

“I guess the tension wore off a bit.”

“That’s not it – it’s because you’ve been using your power without rest.”

Jeon didn’t believe my words that I was fine at all. I suppose it was natural for him not to believe it since I had collapsed right before his eyes.

And actually, perhaps because I had just woken up, my head seemed to be throbbing a little.

“I don’t know how urgent the matter is, but for now you shouldn’t use your power. Do it again when dawn breaks tomorrow.”

I looked at Jeon with a displeased expression and reluctantly nodded.

We had finally arrived at Beladia Castle, and probably all the Dura’han would retrieve their heads here.

There was no one to chase us here, and we had confirmed twice that the Dura’han wouldn’t go berserk even if they regained their memories, so there was no need to rush through things.

After confirming that I had no intention of moving hastily, Jeon got up saying he would prepare something since it was late evening.

“Where are the Dura’han?”

“They’re in the building next door. This place is too small to accommodate all the animals.”

Samuel, who had been standing guard by the door like a sentry, replied curtly.

Animals, he said. Even though this was a place where they could be comfortable, it seemed none of them had transformed into their true forms.

“If you’re going out, please use this. It’s waterproof fabric.”

Samuel offered his large cloak. It was so big that when I pulled it over my head, my entire body was covered.

When I pushed aside the wooden plank that was embarrassing to even call a door, the gloomy scenery outside came into view.

The scene was already no different from ruins, and with rain falling on this dark evening, the atmosphere was even more desolate.

“Oh? Captain?”

Someone’s shadow suddenly popped out from the dark scenery.

“Palides.”

The one who appeared in a form that would have made Jeon scream and fall backward if he had seen it was Palides in armor.

Having been caught in quite a bit of rain, water was dripping steadily from Palides’ armor.

“It’s raining heavily, Captain! Please go inside quickly!”

“Then why are you getting rained on?”

“Well, I… I originally like getting rained on.”

Palides scratched the back of her head as if embarrassed.

“I like water, you see.”

Come to think of it, she had been unusually obsessed with boat rides. I nodded and came completely outside.

“By the way Captain, you collapsed, but is it okay for you to move around like this?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

My head hurt, so I rather wanted to get some cool air. It would have been better if it wasn’t raining, but even now with the rain bringing up the thick scent of earth, it wasn’t bad.

“Everyone finds their animal forms more comfortable? You could comfortably stay in Dura’han form here.”

I spoke as we approached the building next door, but Palides didn’t answer.

When I glanced sideways, Palides had stopped still with her shoulders drooped.

“Palides?”

“Captain, that… about the rest.”

Palides, who had been hesitating, carefully began to speak.

“Since the final authority is more important, shouldn’t we realize that first and find our heads afterward?”

The final authority first?

“I think the order is wrong. Don’t I need to find your heads first to be able to realize the final authority?”

When I asked in a puzzled voice, Palides flinched and lowered her head. The rain-soaked helmet clattered and spilled water with a splash.

“Ah… I suppose that’s how it should be?”

“You hated the Dura’han form, saying it was disgusting.”

Palides was the knight who hated her headless state the most among the Dura’han.

If other Dura’han transformed into animals for convenience, Palides wanted to stay in human form because she hated her Dura’han appearance.

Though she always lamented not having a head even in that form.

“Of course I hate it!”

Sure enough, Palides immediately affirmed with a strong tone. However, she returned to a dejected state afterward.

“I just… I didn’t know we would gain rest so immediately after finding our heads.”

The falling rain flowed down the curves of her helmet. The dripping water drops looked like tears.

Palides, who had no head, couldn’t shed tears either.

“You’ve all waited a long time.”

“That’s right. Yes.”

Through the dense sound of rain, Palides’ quiet murmur could be heard.

“We waited so long, yet we’re disappearing so futilely.”

Was Palides thinking of Dasha and Ganic right now?

Just as I was about to speak to her, a loud call came from the direction of the building next door.

[Captain! Palides!]

I could see a horse’s head poking out through an open window, looking this way.

[Captain! Why are you getting rained on?]

Next to Nadab, Jigol was also chirping and calling out.

After checking that direction, I opened my mouth to finish my conversation with Palides first. But Palides was faster.

“I want to get rained on a bit more, so Captain, please go inside quickly!”

Palides was an unusually emotional and sensitive Dura’han. The rest of Dasha and Ganic must have had some effect on her.

I thought all the Dura’han were eagerly waiting to gain rest, but apparently that wasn’t the case.

I looked quietly at Palides and readily turned around, leaving her behind.

She probably needed time to organize her thoughts alone.

It was my judgment that I should give time to her who was facing farewell with her comrades.

…Little did I know that a few hours later, I would regret it as poor judgment.

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The remaining nine knights, excluding Dasha and Diearis, had met their deaths at Beladia Castle.

Ganic was the first to die fighting while guarding Beladia’s city gate, and starting with that, the other knights lost their lives trying to stop Samuel and protect their captain.

Samuel at that time was very strong. He was the knight who received the captain’s salvation first, and had grown in power by staying by her side for that much longer.

The Knights of the Round Table became stronger the longer they stayed by their captain’s side.

The Samuel of the past was the first sword and the most powerful sword. So no one could surpass him.

Moreover, when he betrayed them, he had returned to being God’s puppet and received Birth’s power as well, making him even stronger.

But what about now?

“This place…”

Samuel, who had stopped walking, quietly looked around.

Though the heavy rain had subsided, it was still drizzling, making the surroundings damp.

He was getting rained on completely since he had given his cloak to Anelli. It was fortunate that the rain had weakened, or it would have been quite unpleasant.

“No one’s here.”

Samuel shook his head lightly to shake off the water drops that had formed at the ends of his hair and stared at the person standing before him.

“Didn’t you say Anelli was here?”

Samuel recalled the situation from just before.

It was just moments ago. Jeon, who had been constantly stirring with a ladle worried the soup might burn, had urged Samuel to quickly bring Anelli.

Of course, he would be with the Dura’han in the next building.

Thinking this, Samuel left the building, but Ne blocked his path and brought him here, claiming Anelli was in this place.

“I don’t see her anywhere.”

As he followed, Samuel felt a subtle sense of déjà vu and searched his memories. Finally, upon reaching this location, he found the appropriate scene in his mind.

Perhaps his opponent felt the same way. Otherwise, why would they stop here?

The center of the ruined residential area.

In the middle of all the collapsed debris.

The very place where he had killed another knight.

“You didn’t really follow me thinking she was here, you bastard.”

Despite the hostility in that fierce voice, Samuel remained unshaken. Instead, he calmly raised his hand to grasp the sword at his waist.

Watching Samuel’s actions intently, his opponent also slowly raised his hand. Naturally, his opponent gripped his sword.

At the sword’s tip stood Samuel.

“How shameless of you to guide her?”

“It’s because I am me that I guide her.”

“You damn bastard.”

Sharp curses echoed through the silent air. Yes, it was probably the same in the past.

Samuel, who had been advancing while crushing the obstacles in his path, had stopped at this place. Back then too, his opponent had gnashed his teeth and hurled curses at Samuel.

Samuel shook his head to once again shake off the moisture that obscured his vision.

“I’ll kill you.”

“You said the exact same thing before, my lord.”

Samuel replied calmly as he drew his sword.

“And I remember answering that I had something to do and couldn’t die here.”

That’s how he had been back then. His only goal was to preserve Anelli’s soul intact.

He didn’t even pretend to listen to all that comfortable talk about freedom and peace in the world.

Furthermore, watching the knights lead their so-precious captain toward annihilation made him somewhat angry, it seemed.

“My answer remains the same now, Lord Palides.”

At Samuel’s response, the eyes within the helmet that had been glaring at him gleamed coldly.

Just like that day.

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