Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 25

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Chapter 25

Horseback riding was one of my longtime hobbies.

I often rode horses at the Imperial Hunting Grounds. Naturally, this was exceptionally permitted because I was the Crown Prince’s fiancée.

His Majesty the Emperor was very pleased with my hobby. His Majesty’s hobby was hunting. Maxel didn’t enjoy horseback riding or hunting, but he joined in those activities to please His Majesty.

One of the things I regretted when I was ill was horseback riding. To think my body couldn’t properly hold on to a horse.

After I nearly fell off trying to force myself to endure, I completely gave up horseback riding. I remember His Majesty hearing about my condition and sending an Imperial Palace physician out of concern.

And some time later, I heard news that His Majesty had taken up a new hobby during tea time with Lilia.

That he greatly enjoyed conversations with her. There were even rumors that he praised the tea she personally brewed as delicious.

Even rumors that he was delighted, saying that just smelling the tea’s fragrance put his mind at ease without seeing blood at the hunting grounds.

I thought it was just a momentary whim, but everyone except me didn’t think so. What does it matter now whether I was wrong or not?

Lilia didn’t adapt herself to others. She made others come to like her things. That was certainly an outstanding ability.

「I want to get along well with you.」

In front of her, everything of mine became hers. So how could I have gotten along well with you, Lilia?

「You just need to open your heart a little. Why do you ignore others’ pain and put your stubbornness first? You just need to step back one step.」

Lilia, you were right. So now I’m going to step back. I’ll step back and watch clearly how much pain others are in.

Now that it’s come to this, that was really good advice. Did you perhaps see this too with that wonderful prophetic ability of yours?

“Nadab.”

[Yes, Captain.]

“Do you remember your past?”

[My past?]

“Right. Or were you a Dura’han from birth?”

[That’s… I’m not sure. I don’t remember any past. I just had the thought that I needed to meet you, Captain, as soon as I opened my eyes.]

Gazing at the distant fields where paths branched in all directions, I quietly stroked Nadab’s mane.

With so many paths available, I didn’t know which way to go. Wandering around aimlessly was too inefficient.

Samuel said he would find me somehow, but could I avoid pursuit even if I crossed the sea?

I had threatened Jeon saying he shouldn’t rest for even a moment, but honestly I was at a loss. Where should I go from here?

I even doubted whether there was a safe place as Jeon claimed. From the moment of my revival, I had no choice.

“Do you want to find your head?”

[You will show me the path of light, Captain.]

“What if I refuse?”

Stroking his jet-black mane, I asked in a gentle voice.

“What if I have no intention of finding not only your head but also your comrade’s head? What if your rest is outside my concern? Do you know what would happen to me then?”

Would my head fall off? Would I finally die this time? Would God choose a more suitable resurrector instead of me? Someone more holy and virtuous who knows how to love the world and stand against evil.

Someone like, well, Lilia.

[I’m sorry I can’t remember anything that might help you, Captain.]

Nadab’s answer wasn’t what I wanted. I twisted my lips and lowered my voice.

“That’s not your fault. If we’re going to blame someone for wrongdoing, we should blame God.”

The God who revived me and awakened you without explanation.

“How strange. A world where those who did nothing wrong apologize for those who committed wrongs.”

It’s a world where evil naturally runs rampant.

“I wish I couldn’t remember everything either.”

If you needed this body, you should have just taken the body alone, oh God. Then you wouldn’t have had such trouble.

[I don’t remember the past, but… I recently recalled some information about a comrade.]

“A comrade?”

[Yes. A comrade I was close to.]

A comrade Nadab was close to. Come to think of it, that made sense. If all the Dura’han had some affiliation in the past, there would have been some who were close.

I stroked Nadab’s mane and pondered for a moment. A close comrade.

“Do you miss him?”

[I’m not sure. But if he’s there, he’ll be helpful to you too, Captain. He was smart and had a good memory. He might remember information you need, Captain.]

Rather than missing him, he thinks he’d be useful to me. Maybe his negotiation skills improved from dealing with mares in the stable.

“Actually, Nadab. I don’t want any information. I’m not interested.”

When I answered in an amused voice, Nadab snorted. He didn’t particularly blame me or show disappointment at my words. He just showed an attitude of accepting it as my will.

So far, he was an excellent subordinate. A subordinate who obeys without question no matter what I say.

It’s quite fortunate that this dangerous monster submits to me. Isn’t he a precious being I’ve never had in my life?

Even if I don’t try to find his head and wander around like this, Nadab would probably silently follow me.

Then wouldn’t it be fine to give him a reward at this point? I tilted my head thoughtfully.

A close comrade would be appropriate compensation for the loyalty Nadab shows me. And that Dura’han would also consider me their captain.

The more subordinates, the better.

「Even if you run away, I will eventually find you.」

Feeling overwhelmed by the thought that Samuel would chase me wherever I went, I decided to change my thinking.

He’ll eventually find me? Then I’ll run away each time he finds me, and someday he’ll give up.

“Since it won’t be safe wherever I go anyway, shall we look for that comrade you remembered?”

If the Dura’han who awakened with my revival are the evil that runs rampant in this world, then since it’s come to this, why not lead the rampant evil?

If I establish a Dura’han knight order and become their captain, won’t I stop hearing that damn savior talk?

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“Hah…!”

The hand holding the payment receipt trembled violently. An enormous final amount was printed below the endless list of items. Frigian, whose lips had turned pale as she stammered, roughly slammed the desk.

Bang! The family brooch on the desk rattled and rolled from the vibration.

“This…! Anelli Roam!”

At the angry shout, the servants shrank their shoulders and quietly stepped back. Only the Roam Family’s longtime butler stood firm in his place without wavering.

Breathing roughly and glaring at the payment statement she had thrown and the rolling brooch, Frigian turned to look at the butler.

“He told me to pay for this? You know who used it, right?”

“Yes. He was certain it was sent by the youngest miss.”

“Where’s Father?”

“He’s having tea time with Madam and Lady Lilia.”

Frigian, grinding her teeth, gestured with her chin.

“Lead the way.”

The location where tea time was being held wasn’t far. Discovering three people leisurely drinking tea in the small annex garden given to Lilia, Frigian pushed past the butler and strode forward.

“Father! Are you really going to pay for everything?”

The Duchess and Lilia looked puzzled at her appearance, barging into tea time and suddenly saying incomprehensible things.

However, the Duke glanced at the butler who had followed and seemed to understand the situation, nodding calmly.

“Yes.”

“But Father, you saw that ridiculous amount too!”

“Frigian, what on earth are you talking about?”

The Duchess, who had been quietly listening to their conversation, carefully called her eldest daughter.

Frigian, who had been staring at the Duke with frustrated eyes, swept back her bangs and tried to suppress her voice.

“It’s outside business.”

“Outside business, indeed. Since that child’s name has been revived in the registry, it’s strictly family business.”

“Father!”

“The money that child used is also money used by a member of Roam, so Roam should naturally pay for it.”

“That may be true, but that child can’t possibly not know what time this is! Suddenly demanding such a large expense means she’s openly trying to…!”

Frigian, who was about to speak with a choked voice, became conscious of Lilia and closed her mouth. The Duchess, who had been quietly listening to their conversation, seemed to grasp the general situation and sighed deeply, turning her gaze away.

Lilia, who had been fidgeting with her teacup and reading the mood, carefully spoke to Frigian.

“Is there some trouble, big sister?”

At the gentle and kind question, Frigian slightly turned away from Lilia and replied.

“No, you don’t need to worry about it.”

“Is it because of little sister?”

After a moment of silence, the Duchess interjected in a low tone.

“Lilia. Don’t worry about anything and focus on supporting His Highness the Crown Prince well.”

“But I’m also a member of Roam now. I want to help.”

Lilia stared at Frigian with a serious, hardened expression. Frigian, who had been pressing her lips together and taking her time, asked in a much calmer voice.

“Have you seen anything recently, by any chance?”

In an instant, both the Duke and Duchess’s gazes turned toward Lilia simultaneously. Under the focused attention of all three, Lilia’s lips twitched before her shoulders drooped dejectedly.

“…There were no prophecies. But even without that, there must be something I can help with. Oh, big sister. You should sit down too and calm your mind while having some tea. Maxel gave it as a gift, and he said it’s very effective for mental and physical tranquility. Let’s all have tea together after such a long time.”

At the sight of Lilia quickly pulling out a chair from an empty spot, Frigian shook her head. Even if it weren’t for Anelli’s matter, she was originally in a position where she had to spend busy days as the young duchess.

The Duke sitting over there was in the same situation. Frigian soothed Lilia with a softened voice.

“Sorry, Lilia. I’d like to do that too, but I’m a bit busy with work. …Father, please spare me some time.”

“But you’ve only had one sip…”

“Let’s get up first.”

Before Lilia could even try to stop them, the Duke rose to his feet, gave the Duchess a brief kiss on the cheek, and turned around.

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