Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 243
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Chapter 243
Forcibly swallowing back words I couldn’t bring myself to say made my stomach feel heavy.
Like swallowing something inedible, nausea rose and my head spun. When I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them again, I saw Nadab and Jigol gradually being enveloped by dark energy.
‘This can’t be happening.’
When I first met him, Nadab had said:
「Captain will restore our rest.」
Knights wandering in search of their lost heads. The Knights of the Round Table who believed in me without a shred of doubt.
Both Nadab and Jigol had eagerly awaited reclaiming their heads. So what I had to do was grant them rest with this damned power.
I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek to barely regain my composure and looked at Jigol and Nadab.
As the black smoke grew thicker, their forms became obscured until they were completely invisible.
Whichever one regained their head, it wouldn’t be welcome.
“Wow…”
Someone’s quiet exclamation flowed from within the smoke.
“I see.”
The voice muttering in a tone of wonder was Jigol’s. So the knight who would find rest here would be Jigol.
As soon as I thought that, a solemn voice called out to me.
“Captain.”
The thick black smoke gradually spread in all directions, revealing two standing figures.
A man with a sturdy build and a younger man with a smaller, more agile frame.
Upon confirming the two people, a deflated sigh escaped me without my knowing.
“Why of all times…”
It felt scratchy, as if something was stuck in my throat. With my words blocked, I stood there biting my lips tightly before finally lowering my gaze.
I was afraid I might find fault with them unreasonably, asking what was so urgent that they all had to disappear at once.
I clenched my molars. Now it was really…
Really, truly difficult.
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The first thing Nadab thought of upon regaining his head wasn’t vengeance against the Betrayer, nor longing and sorrow for the past.
“I won’t be able to carry you anymore.”
It was worry for Anelli, who would be left behind after he found rest.
Because he and Jigol happened to defend this place. At least one of them should have stayed by the Captain’s side a little longer.
Seeing Anelli looking at him with a distorted expression, Nadab had such thoughts.
At the very least, he should have sent Jigolman upstairs to guard the Captain’s side.
“Captain.”
Jigol seemed to be thinking something similar. Just from his expression, you could tell what he was thinking.
From long ago, Jigol had been a child who couldn’t hide his inner thoughts at all. How would now be any different?
“Captain, I’ve regained my head.”
“Jigol.”
Anelli’s gaze turned to Jigol, then shifted to Nadab.
Meeting her eyes, Nadab felt a childish bit of joy. Because he could sense undeniable sadness from her.
A knight rejoicing at discovering the Captain’s sadness—he deserved to be stripped of his knighthood and had nothing to say in his defense.
But even knowing this, he couldn’t help feeling happy.
“Thank you for caring for us so much.”
To be so regretful about the impending farewell. Nadab was simply grateful for Anelli, who cherished them.
Unlike the past, the current knights were clearly special beings to Anelli. Having regained his memories, Nadab knew this more certainly.
“In the past, I couldn’t understand the Betrayer’s feelings of wanting to become the Captain’s only one.”
Nadab looked at Samuel, who stood at some distance, watching them with a somewhat detached attitude.
During their journey here, that Betrayer had shown such lukewarm attitudes toward everything except directly guiding the way.
Even when knights who regained their memories expressed raw anger and violently wielded those emotions.
So even if Nadab poured out any criticism and contempt toward him now, the scene wouldn’t be different from before.
Therefore, Nadab decided to use this fleeting time given to him as valuably as possible.
“Now that things have come to this, I think I understand what the Betrayer craved.”
Samuel’s complexion hardened. Considering he hadn’t batted an eye despite receiving criticism and curses from knights until now, his current reaction was quite surprising.
Anelli seemed not to notice Samuel’s reaction. More precisely, she paid no attention to Samuel at all.
Seeing this, Nadab understood why the Betrayer was standing in this place.
Understanding this brought him considerable relief.
“I am the commander who led everyone under your orders, the ninth Knight of the Round Table, Nadab. I am infinitely pleased to finally regain my complete form and carry out my final command.”
“…Final command?”
Anelli muttered weakly. She looked very tired. It was worrying, but there was nothing more Nadab could do.
Instead, Nadab decided to show her a dignified and upright attitude.
“You told me to properly guide this unpredictable brat.”
Jigol, who had regained his head, was crying loudly.
He had always been a tearful fellow. Though he would swagger around boasting about taking the vanguard with his sword raised high, in truth it was all just a disguise to hide his fearful nature.
Nadab had watched this from the side when Jigol was taken in as the last Knight of the Round Table. Perhaps because he was the same age as his younger brother Mori, he was a fellow who tugged at his heartstrings.
So even at the end, they met their fate in the same place like this.
“Captain…”
Jigol, who had been sobbing, roughly rubbed his eyes.
“The Captain’s sword, which brings the most terrifying fear in the world to enemies, pays respects. Wherever the Captain aimed, I wanted to stand there and become a sharp sword.”
Perhaps because he was forcibly holding back tears, his voice was too low and his pronunciation unclear. However, no one present pointed this out.
“But Captain, I failed to protect you again and like this…”
“Jigol. You’ve protected me sufficiently until now.”
“But I’ll soon find rest, and the Betrayer will remain by the Captain’s side.”
At Jigol’s words, Anelli hesitated. Nadab quietly looked down at Jigol, who kept wiping away tears, then approached Anelli.
Even while watching Nadab approach her, Anelli took no action.
The green light surrounding her hands was also very faint. For the light to be so weak meant…
It meant she didn’t want to grant rest to either Jigol or Nadab.
“Captain.”
Anelli looked at Nadab with shaking eyes. This was the first time seeing Anelli waver this much.
The Captain of the past had always maintained tranquility—a very strong and steadfast Avatar of the Goddess.
All the Knights of the Round Table expected the Captain to lead them rather than worrying about her, and believed it would surely be so.
Anelli was a bit different from the past Captain. While she appeared more cold and distant than the past Captain on the surface, she was actually quite affectionate and attentive.
So Nadab had no choice but to believe. That their newly met Captain would not abandon past promises.
“Due to his betrayal, we came to meet you, Captain. I don’t deny the Betrayer’s contribution in that regard.”
“Even so, I can’t find rest leaving that bastard by the Captain’s side!”
“See? This fellow is so immature.”
At Nadab’s words, Jigol glared at him with bloodshot eyes. Then he soon trembled his lips and turned to look at Anelli.
“We’ll reach the final destination soon, so I’ll continue traveling with you. I can endure! We just need to climb some stairs and cross a bridge!”
If that were true, the other knights who found rest first could have endured as well. What would be the reason they found rest immediately upon regaining their heads?
Jigol was raising his voice saying he was fine, despite having a soul that seemed ready to shatter at any moment.
“Captain, most of this fellow’s words are bravado.”
Nadab calmly corrected Jigol’s words. Jigol glared at Nadab with a choked expression, then spoke to Anelli again.
“I am Knight Jigol, who brings terrifying fear to enemies at the vanguard!”
“I apologize. I didn’t know he would act so childishly even after regaining his head. It’s my fault for not training him enough in the past.”
“Nadab, is this the time for nonsense?”
“Jigol, you’re the one throwing a tantrum.”
At Nadab’s calm words, Jigol looked up at him with a gaze full of betrayal.
The light of power was still faint. It seemed she couldn’t properly grant rest to even one person, let alone both.
Nadab didn’t bother pointing this out. Since even Anelli herself seemed unaware of her condition, he didn’t want to step forward and urge for rest.
Of course, he never thought she wouldn’t grant them rest at all.
“I believe the Captain will guide us down the right path. Jigol will comply too, so don’t worry.”
Anelli, who had been looking back and forth between Nadab and Jigol, let out a shallow breath. Brushing her fatigue-laden face with her hand, she asked in a low voice.
“…You trust the rest I give? Why? You can’t even know if the other knights obtained the rest they desired.”
Anelli clenched her fists tightly.
“This is the power of death. What if rest only… guarantees your death?”
Such distrust was something the captain of the past could never have imagined. She clenched and unclenched her hands a few times, then stared at Nadab with darkly sunken eyes.
“Do you wish to die?”
It was a question that sounded cold at first glance. At the sudden question, Jigol’s eyes widened as he immediately shook his head. He was so shocked he couldn’t even open his mouth.
And Nadab also answered without much hesitation.
“I do not.”
A faint relief flickered in her violet eyes. Thanks to that, Nadab felt it once again.
How specially the current captain regarded them.
What that betrayer had missed.
“I believe not in the power, but in you, Captain.”
This time, the final power would surely succeed.
So at the end of this path, he would obtain the rest he truly desired.
“You, who stand before me.”
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