Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 265

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Side Story 9

But contrary to Teacher’s worries, Jeon was different from back then.

To begin with, Mother and Anelli’s very existence was different, the emotions he felt were different, and their relationships were different too, so how could he get the same result?

If Anelli tried to leave his side in any way… he wouldn’t helplessly let go and fall into despair. He might find a way somehow.

But in the first place, it didn’t seem like she would try to leave him. Because she loved him.

She was even quite possessive.

The moment he thought that, a familiar voice came from behind.

“Jeon!”

Jeon, who had been looking up at the sky, quickly turned around. It was Anelli who appeared adorned with animals like accessories.

“Lady Anelli? What brings you here?”

“I had some business outside the palace for a moment, and I heard that you were seen in this area.”

“You heard I was seen? Who on earth…”

Jeon, who was about to ask who had given such information, hesitated. It was because he spotted an unidentified insect rolling past at his feet.

After confirming that a black bumblebee flew toward the insect, Jeon nodded calmly. There are insects everywhere, really.

“I guess I can never escape from Lady Anelli’s sight for the rest of my life.”

“…Do you want to run away?”

Anelli, who had been striding closer, stopped at those words. Frowning, she was openly displaying her displeasure.

Jeon smiled brightly at her.

“Of course not. But if I ever did run away, you’d chase after me, right?”

Even though he had added the premise of “if,” Anelli still seemed displeased. However, Jeon didn’t lose his smile.

“By the way, I like the obsessive Lady Anelli.”

Anelli still didn’t soften her expression. However, Jeon, who had seen quite a few of her various sides, easily noticed the coy emotion underlying it.

Anelli, who had slightly lowered her gaze, answered in a deliberately calm tone.

“Chasing wouldn’t be difficult. But since you’d be caught anyway, I think there’s no need to waste unnecessary energy.”

“Of course.”

I should show Teacher this side of Anelli.

Jeon suppressed the urge to use a video recording device immediately and took the hand of Anelli, who had come close.

Feeling the movement of the small hand that obediently clasped his made him feel restless inside.

“But where are you going? I told you to stay quietly at the Imperial Palace.”

“I came out to take care of some business.”

Jeon, who had been walking while vigorously swinging their clasped arms back and forth, looked at Anelli with puzzled eyes.

He was somewhat familiar with Anelli’s daily schedule. Especially because the longer the travel distance, the more his magic was needed.

Even if it wasn’t teleportation magic, Anelli was completely accustomed to the practicality of magic, so whenever something came up, she always discussed her schedule with Jeon.

But there was nothing today.

“What business?”

He naturally expected her to tell him, but Anelli didn’t readily open her mouth. As if recalling what had happened earlier, a subtle shadow fell across Anelli’s face.

After tilting her head and seeming to ponder for a moment, she soon answered in an indifferent tone.

“I hate obsessive people.”

It was an indirect way of saying she didn’t particularly want to talk about it. What kind of content would make her avoid answering to this extent?

Jeon, who had been thinking of topics she wouldn’t discuss with him, immediately hardened his expression.

“…You’re not trying to find another chef besides me, are you?”

When he asked seriously, Anelli looked at Jeon with bewildered eyes.

“Are you by my side just to cook?”

“Of course not! But I can only feel at ease if I personally make the food that Lady Anelli eats.”

“You’re so extreme.”

Anelli, who had been looking at Jeon with incredulous eyes, shook her head. A faint smile lingered on her profile that was briefly visible.

Was it because of Jeon’s silly words? The shadow that had fallen across her face for a moment had already disappeared.

Jeon, who had been quietly watching her, suddenly spoke up.

“Ah, Lady Anelli.”

“Yes?”

He waved his free hand in the air. Following the light movements of his stirring fingers, pink light gathered and soon created a bouquet of flowers that sparkled like starlight.

“This.”

Jeon suddenly placed the lavish bouquet he had created into Anelli’s arms. Anelli, who had caught the bouquet unexpectedly, opened her eyes wide.

“What is this commemorating?”

“It’s commemorating Lady Anelli’s obsession with me.”

“I’ve never been obsessive.”

Even while responding coyly, Anelli obediently held the bouquet in her arms and observed it carefully. And Jeon gazed at her with fond eyes.

Even though they were flowers made of light, Anelli’s face holding them seemed brighter.

Jeon was newly amazed. The current Anelli was beautiful even while using appearance-changing magic.

Especially those two pupils that sparkled even more in the light.

“These aren’t roses.”

“They’re lisianthus.”

Anelli, who had been looking down at the bouquet with curious eyes, smiled faintly. Even though he had been overusing flower-blooming magic so much that it should have become dull by now, it was like this every time.

She always smiled when looking at the flowers Jeon gave her. Whether looking at flowers created with magic or flowers planted in every corner of Beladia Castle.

“It would be nice if they didn’t disappear.”

Magic wasn’t eternal. As if regretting the gradually fading form of the bouquet, Anelli sighed softly.

Jeon, who had been watching her reaction with proud eyes, squeezed their clasped hands and said.

“I’ll make them for you again.”

The flowers crumbled into pink particles. Filling his eyes with Anelli surrounded by those particles, Jeon said.

“There will be things to commemorate every day from now on.”

Anelli, who had been quietly looking down at her now-empty hands, chuckled and nodded.

It would probably be better to walk to the Imperial Palace. Thinking this, Jeon pulled her hand.

Sometimes holding hands and walking like this would also make a good date.

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While waiting for the coronation ceremony, I had been gathering information about Palides in the capital from time to time, but I hadn’t achieved any meaningful results.

‘Should I be satisfied with finding Minte and Bak for this outing?’

Hearing the animals say there were no particular results today either, I sighed. Was finding all three at once too greedy of me after all?

‘Or…’

Could it be that Palides wasn’t revived?

Even while thinking that couldn’t be the case, the assumption that she might have chosen a different form of rest instead of remaining in this land kept circling in my mind.

If not that, how could she not be found like this? If she had awakened, she would have naturally tried to find me.

The more I continued thinking, the more my head throbbed. I let out a shallow breath and stood up, pressing my temples firmly.

As I stood with my arms crossed, quietly looking down outside the window, I noticed a group of people gathered near the entrance of the palace where I was staying.

“Oh my.”

I clicked my tongue and leaned against the window frame. I couldn’t hear what conversation they were having below. However, just by looking, I could roughly guess the situation.

First, those people who had flocked there were definitely the foreign envoys who had been staying at the Imperial Palace recently. Though we hadn’t been introduced, it was obvious just from their attire.

The reason they had gathered in front of the palace was also clearly visible. Naturally, it would be to see the Reviver.

“They’re persistent.”

As far as I knew, the envoys had been consistently visiting this palace since the day I decided to stay at the Imperial Palace.

I had never met with them, and that was thanks to Jeon, who had personally rejected their visits at the palace entrance.

Even though Heinrih had assigned attendants separately, Jeon was personally stepping forward like that to drive away all visitors to this palace.

According to him, he stepped forward personally because ‘the attendants wouldn’t be able to block them properly.’ He said he could completely block them with magic if necessary.

Certainly his words made sense. If they were foreign envoys, they would all have statuses that were difficult to ignore, so there would be limits to ordinary Imperial Palace attendants just blocking their way.

In contrast, Jeon, who belonged to the Magic Tower, an independent group that didn’t need to mind anyone, could ignore those envoys without hesitation.

‘Of course, that would make Lord Heinrih more troubled.’

Well, I figured he would handle it well enough.

I could see the envoys stamping their feet and bursting with frustration at the sight of Jeon blocking the palace entrance like an iron wall today as well. Regardless, Jeon just shrugged his shoulders.

Eventually, the envoys turned away without any particular gain. Perhaps because they hadn’t been able to meet me until the day before the coronation ceremony, their retreating figures were full of anger.

As I was staring at their retreating figures with indifferent eyes, I saw an Imperial Palace attendant running toward this direction from afar.

Jeon, who had been about to enter the palace, also seemed to notice him and hesitated.

“Huh?”

I tilted my head in confusion as I absentmindedly watched the Imperial Palace attendant. It was because his face looked somehow familiar.

Where did I see that face before…?

As I narrowed my eyes and studied the Imperial Palace attendant’s face intently, Jeon stepped in front of the attendant.

The attendant exchanged a few words with Jeon, then bowed repeatedly while saying something at length. From his attitude, it looked exactly like he was making some kind of request.

Throughout the attendant’s words, Jeon’s expression remained impassive. There weren’t any particularly noticeable emotional changes. So it wasn’t easy to guess what the situation was about.

Soon Jeon shook his head. Then the attendant made a tearful face and began bowing repeatedly again. Jeon continued watching such an attendant with the same indifferent expression.

As I watched their interaction intently, I finally realized the identity of that attendant.

“Ah…!”

A low exclamation escaped me without realizing it. I opened my eyes wide and stared at the attendant with somewhat curious eyes.

He was someone who had to be familiar. That attendant was Maxel’s direct personal attendant who had served him most closely.

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