Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 266

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Side Story 10

The attendant in my memory had a more dignified and arrogant demeanor, but the person now groveling to Jeon at the palace entrance showed no trace of his past self.

Perhaps he had suffered much mental anguish during our time apart, as his face was gaunt and his posture hunched.

It was hard to believe he was an attendant serving a prince by his side. If not for his attire, I might not have recognized him as an attendant at all.

“….”

I rested my chin on my hand and began observing the scene below in earnest. The two men were completely unaware that I was watching them.

Whatever purpose had brought him here, the attendant was clinging to Jeon almost pleadingly.

However, Jeon remained remarkably unmoved, which was quite a contrast considering how freely he smiled in front of me usually.

But the attendant was truly persistent.

When it seemed his opinion wouldn’t get through at all, the attendant pulled something from his chest and pressed it into Jeon’s hand. I couldn’t see what it was.

‘Is he offering a bribe?’

Jeon glanced at whatever had been handed to him and readily accepted it. Seeing how easily he took it, it might not have been a bribe after all.

Anyway, at Jeon’s response, the attendant bowed his head again with a relieved expression. As if he had completed his mission, his face had brightened considerably.

“….”

Jeon, who had been quietly watching the attendant’s retreating figure, pocketed what he had received and turned around.

What could it be? As I wondered curiously, he suddenly looked up.

I, who had been leaning against the window looking outside until then, met Jeon’s eyes directly. Jeon’s face, which had shown no trace of a smile, softened like a gentle lamb.

“Did you miss me already?”

Jeon, who had used flight magic whenever our eyes met even at Beladia Castle, flew up to me in an instant with a bright smile.

“That was just Maxel’s personal attendant.”

At my words, Jeon’s smile disappeared. What took its place was displeasure.

“How did you recognize him?”

“It would be strange not to. Why did he suddenly come looking for you?”

With a displeased expression, he glanced toward where the attendant had disappeared and answered nonchalantly.

“He said he took a wrong turn.”

As if. Anyone could see he had come looking for me.

I narrowed my eyes and stared at Jeon with suspicion. Though Jeon must have felt my gaze, he pretended not to notice.

“What did you receive?”

At my question, Jeon pressed his lips tightly together. He averted his gaze diagonally and feigned ignorance, his whole body language indicating he didn’t want to tell me.

Just as I was about to question him again, guards who had detected the magic came running from various directions. They must have been stationed nearby, as their response was very quick.

“Using magic again!”

“Magic is forbidden within the Imperial Palace!”

“What are you doing? Come down immediately!”

So it was true that they had distributed magic detection items to the Imperial Palace guards because of Jeon.

Jeon clicked his tongue in annoyance at the sight of the guards gathering below the window and shouting noisily.

“Geez, they still haven’t given up.”

Well, it would be a disaster if those supposedly protecting the Imperial Palace gave up. Though I thought this, I found myself looking down at the guards with feelings similar to Jeon’s.

They probably weren’t unaware of Jeon’s status, but seeing them attack so enthusiastically, I had to admire their professional dedication….

“Since I’ve already used magic, should I use magic to chase those people away too?”

Seeing Jeon frowning and grumbling made me sigh. I spoke to him soothingly.

“Consider yourself lucky you’re not being dragged to prison.”

“Does it make sense to forbid a mage from using magic? Besides, flight magic like this activates out of habit.”

Jeon widened his eyes with an aggrieved expression.

Indeed, since Jeon frequently used magic even at Beladia Castle, it was possible he might unconsciously channel his mana.

After stroking my chin and pondering for a moment, I glanced toward the main palace.

“Or maybe you could ask Lord Heinrih for a permit allowing exceptional use.”

“Oh, I can get something like that?”

“Why couldn’t you? The seal of the Crown Prince who will soon ascend the throne can create any exception.”

Though there was no such precedent yet, since Jeon would soon become the Mage Tower Lord, couldn’t he receive permission?

From what I could see, Jeon seemed to meet with Heinrih regularly regarding Mage Tower matters, and their relationship didn’t seem like it would end in just a year or two.

If they were going to keep meeting anyway, issuing some kind of exceptional pass would be convenient for both of them.

My words seemed quite reasonable to Jeon, as he nodded and fell into thought. Then he soon looked at me with bright eyes.

“I’ll go right now!”

“Now?”

“The distance is close anyway.”

Of course, the distance between the main palace where Heinrih would be and here wasn’t far. But the problem wasn’t distance, but timing.

“Tomorrow is the coronation ceremony, so he must be very busy…?”

The moment I muttered like talking to myself, a soldier’s booming shout came from below.

“Come down right now!”

“Ugh, so noisy! I’m coming down, coming down!”

Jeon, who looked irritably at the guards clustered below looking up, instantly moved in front of them.

The guards were startled and stepped back at the sight of Jeon suddenly appearing before them. Jeon seized the momentum, crossed his arms, and raised his voice.

“But when did we meet that you’re speaking informally? I’m a guest of the Imperial Palace.”

“B-but you’re a habitual criminal…!”

“What? I eat snacks with His Highness the Crown Prince, do business with him, you know?”

“Kuk….”

Jeon, who had been boldly raising his voice while watching the guards hesitate, was about to leave the palace when he turned and waved at me.

“I’ll be back soon!”

I, who had been looking at Jeon with bewildered eyes, finally burst into deflated laughter and waved back.

The main palace is close, so he’ll be back soon.

The busy Heinrih will naturally be disgusted by Jeon’s visit, but… he might issue the permit quickly out of annoyance, so visiting now might actually be better?

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After confirming that the palace where Anelli was staying had disappeared from view, Jeon stopped walking.

He let out a long sigh and rummaged through his pocket. What emerged with a rustling sound was paper. When he unfolded the small, folded paper, a rather carefully written letter revealed itself.

Jeon quickly scanned its contents with his eyes, then put it back in his pocket and began walking. His steps passed the main palace, heading to a more distant location.

It was a tower located unusually far from other places. With no windows and only a cylindrical tower standing tall, its purpose was difficult to guess.

“Th-this way!”

The attendant who had visited Anelli’s palace earlier appeared near the tower’s entrance. Recognizing Jeon’s face, he brightened and looked around nervously.

“The guards have left their posts. They were temporarily reassigned for tomorrow’s coronation ceremony. If not today, there won’t be another chance.”

“Hmm.”

Jeon half-listened to the attendant’s words while looking up at the tower.

“Magic is indeed active.”

“Is that so?”

“But it’s no problem for me.”

“I-I see! That’s fortunate. But….”

The attendant, who had been nodding with a smile, glanced behind Jeon. Rolling his eyes busily as if searching for something, he asked in a cautious tone.

“Where is the Reviver…?”

Mocking his naivety in naturally assuming Jeon would have come with Anelli, Jeon replied curtly.

“I came alone.”

“P-pardon?”

The attendant looked bewildered. Jeon passed him with an indifferent expression and approached the tower.

Though the tower appeared to have nothing on the outside, Jeon could see the barrier surrounding it. It was a barrier that blocked intruders from both inside and outside.

The magic was of much higher level than the barrier protecting the Imperial Palace, but whether fortunately or unfortunately, Jeon’s skills made quiet entry possible.

“Didn’t the Reviver read the letter?”

“I haven’t given it to her yet.”

“What do you mean…! Didn’t you say you would deliver it!”

The attendant blocked Jeon’s path with a reddened face. Jeon, who had been examining only the barrier without even glancing at him, replied in an indifferent tone.

“I said I would deliver it. I will give it to her. Later.”

The attendant was the last attendant serving the confined deposed prince. Surprisingly, whether some loyalty remained in him, he had dared to come ask Anelli to meet Maxel, and had even brought a pathetic letter that Maxel had supposedly written.

The content was so pitiful that I was having a hard time restraining myself from burning it immediately.

Of course, it was true that he had said he would deliver the letter to the attendant. He really had intended to deliver it.

But it didn’t necessarily have to be today, did it?

“No, I said it had to be today…”

“That’s why I came.”

Having finally found a suitable opening to exploit, Jeon turned to look at the attendant. His golden eyes, which were always full of laughter in front of Anelli, now glared at the attendant with a coldly sunken gaze.

“Why should you be meeting our Master!”

“Because I’m Anelli’s lover.”

Jeon drew his finger through the air.

Following the vertical downward movement, a faint light sparkled and left particles behind. However, it soon disappeared without a trace.

Jeon boldly stepped inside the tower. No magical power could stop his advance.

Walking inside without hesitation, Jeon muttered cynically.

“What kind of person would just leave alone some crazy ex-fiancé bastard who’s pathetically clinging to their lover?”

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