Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 31

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Chapter 31

Nesi turned her head away as if she didn’t even consider him worth dealing with. Jigol hopping around in front of such a wolf honestly looked, sorry to say, utterly pathetic.

It was even more so because of the small piece of magic cloth I had cut from what Jeon gave me earlier and wrapped around his neck. Jigol, having become an ordinary sparrow, seemed unlikely to strike fear into anyone.

Unless he could induce cardiac arrest with that cuteness, perhaps.

“Nadab.”

Nadab, who hadn’t been able to look properly at his companion since their first meeting, was only now barely managing to glance at that sparrow after several hours had passed.

For him, knowing Jigol’s true form seemed to make it even harder to endure.

It didn’t seem like he was struggling because he found it cute like I did. Rather, he appeared to be shuddering from some kind of sense of disconnect.

Seeing the horse’s large eyes full of anguish, I let out a deflated sigh.

“My resurrection doesn’t seem like such a big deal after all.”

Nadab flinched at my indifferent muttering.

“I’ve been discovering the mysteries of physical form lately watching you all.”

In a world where Dura’han become sparrows, what’s the big deal about a head falling off and getting reattached?

“Dinner is ready!”

[Oh, the male’s cooking speed is getting faster and faster.]

Nesi wagged her tail as she approached Jeon. Jigol, who had been confronting Nesi, ruffled his feathers and lamented.

[Food after so long! How frustrating that I have no head!]

[Jigol, even if you had a head, we don’t need to eat human food. Of course, that’s true even now that we’re transformed.]

Jigol, who had been about to put his beak to the food with sparkling eyes, turned to look at Nadab.

[But couldn’t we at least taste it?]

[Jigol…]

Is this what they call a complete disaster?

It doesn’t matter for those who are just temporary companions we part ways with after getting help, but these Dura’han are my traveling companions. But now I have to keep witnessing scenes like this? I’ve only just taken in two, and will the remaining eight all be like this too?

Despite feeling hungry from the smell of Jeon’s cooking, I had no appetite. Instead, my head was throbbing.

As I sat there blankly holding my forehead, Jeon slowly approached my side.

“Lady Anelli, aren’t you going to eat?”

I wanted to appreciate his efforts in waiting for me in this forest despite his fear, but my headache was worse than my hunger.

“…I don’t want to create an animal farm.”

“The only animal I’m traveling with is Nesi. The rest are all Lady Anelli’s animals.”

I know that. That’s the problem.

I rubbed my face dry and mumbled into my mouth.

“At this rate, I’m going to end up traveling with ten animals.”

Good grief. Now I’m worried about what animal the next Dura’han will transform into. I’m in a position where I have to keep running away, but what am I supposed to do if animals keep increasing like this?

At this rate, no matter how diligently I use appearance-changing magic, I’ll attract attention because of these animals. But I can’t travel with them in their Dura’han forms either!

“So you’re not going to tell me what you brought this time either?”

Jeon, who had been staring intently at Jigol as he hopped around cursing at the crows that had once threatened him, asked casually.

He too had sensed some kind of aura from Jigol this time, and had taken out and offered a magic cloth before I even requested it.

While doing so, he said that since magical tools weren’t unlimited, we needed another solution.

Another solution.

“You said you could send Nesi to a separate space dimension too.”

“Yes, I did. After all, depending on the situation, there are times when I can’t openly travel with Nesi.”

Even Nesi, who’s an ordinary animal, is often rejected in cities and villages, so how am I supposed to travel with ten animals?

It’s not like I’m looking for a place to settle down, and looking back at my escape methods so far, just collecting Dura’han indiscriminately wouldn’t be useful.

If necessary, I’d have to face the search party with the Dura’han, but my top priority goal of escape hadn’t changed.

“Couldn’t those guys work too?”

“…Are you referring to that dark horse and that sparrow when you say ‘those guys’?”

“Yeah.”

Jeon’s gaze turned toward Nadab and Jigol. Jigol, who had been shouting spiritedly at the crows, “Now that I’ve met my boss, you should prepare for bloody revenge!” had finally calmed down at Nadab’s restraint.

Now he was envying Nadab’s magnificent appearance instead.

I’m the only one who can understand their conversation, so to Jeon’s ears it would just sound like a sparrow chirping incessantly.

“Don’t tell me more of those… animals are going to increase from here?”

“About eight more.”

Jeon, who had been looking at the animals, slowly turned his gaze to me.

“Could it be that you received a divine revelation to build an animal farm…”

“No.”

Despite my immediate denial, the suspicion didn’t disappear from Jeon’s eyes.

“What exactly are you planning to do by gathering those animals… Are you planning world conquest or something?”

“With those guys? Do you think I could conquer the world by putting that sparrow at the vanguard?”

Jeon’s expression twisted strangely. He probably imagined putting a sparrow at the vanguard. Right, even you think that’s not it?

“I’m just going to leave. Collecting those guys is just something I’m doing as a bonus along the way… well, like a favor.”

It’s funny that I’m talking about favors with my own mouth, but there wasn’t any other suitable expression.

Strictly speaking, it’s not like I have a noble heart wanting to find the Dura’han’s heads according to God’s will, so it might be closer to ulterior motives rather than a favor.

But I can’t openly say that I’m collecting them to use as shields because I have ulterior motives.

Jeon looked back and forth between me and the animals with eyes that couldn’t understand at all.

However, he soon closed his mouth with a resigned expression. Through repeated experience, he seemed to understand that there was no point in pressing further. Instead, he changed his question.

“What are you planning to do after you leave?”

“Nothing.”

The darkness of the forest was very thick. Even though the campfire Jeon had lit was blazing brightly, it was only barely illuminating the immediate surroundings.

Probably beyond that pitch-black darkness, all kinds of beasts were prowling around threateningly. They might be waiting for this campfire to go out, looking for an opportunity.

Since night had already fallen, it was better to camp and rest appropriately rather than forcing ourselves to go down to the village.

With Nesi and Nadab here, I didn’t need to fear attacks from wild animals. So I settled down here without much thought.

I won’t bother moving. I don’t want to push myself knowing it’s dangerous, and I don’t see what meaning there would be in doing so.

“I’m not going to do anything.”

When I turned my gaze, which had been meaninglessly directed toward a distant place, to look at Jeon, our eyes met. Did he perhaps not understand my answer?

“I’m just going to eat snacks and watch the world collapse?”

“…The oracle I heard wasn’t like that.”

“Did you think I was traveling according to the oracle?”

As if at a loss for words, Jeon closed his mouth. I don’t think he would have such a ridiculous misconception, but hearing me confirm it with my own mouth must feel different.

“Are you also going to advise me to fulfill the oracle?”

“Honestly, I’m not really interested in the oracle, but I just mentioned it because I heard about it.”

Since the oracle’s content was made known throughout the territory, it’s understandable to have questions. That evil is rampant, so a resurrected one is sent. Stand firm against it.

Everyone going crazy over just that one line seems ridiculous to me. When did they call me a wicked witch and say that if they didn’t behead me, I would obstruct the Empire’s glory even in death?

And how ridiculous is the god who deliberately waited until my head fell off before performing such an absurd miracle.

“When the world collapses, God will regret choosing me too.”

And then I too will finally close my eyes.

“…Do you want to die?”

As if reading my thoughts, Jeon asked. Do I want to die? I’ve already died, so can’t I die twice? But it was a bit different from just wanting to die.

“Do I need to make an effort to die?”

This is, how should I put it. It’s closer to being too lazy to even make the effort to die. Everything seems troublesome.

“I wouldn’t mind if tomorrow didn’t come.”

If I fell asleep today and couldn’t open my eyes tomorrow morning, I wouldn’t feel any regret.

I don’t know if he properly understood my answer, but Jeon’s expression was somewhat stiff.

Toward such a him, I smiled calmly. This should have satisfied his curiosity to some extent.

“Now, since I’ve kindly answered you, you should reciprocate.”

He, who had been dazed, suddenly snapped to attention at the word ‘reciprocate’ as if waking from sleep.

“…Reciprocate?”

“Right. A way to travel with those guys. When I asked if you could send them to a separate space dimension like Nesi, you didn’t deny it.”

Usually when it comes to magic, you always clearly say no when something can’t be done.

That means there’s a way to travel without herding all these animals around.

“No, well.”

“Why, is it classified?”

“Rather than classified, it’s just too complicated and…”

“So it can be done.”

“Excuse me. You should listen to what people have to say until the end.”

“Is the production cost the problem?”

“…If it were just a money problem, that would be easier. To put a living creature inside, you’d have to consume an entire empty Separate Space Dimension and modify it into a special environment. It’s not simply a matter of money—there are very few people skilled enough to handle this.”

“But someone must have created the Separate Space Dimension that Nesi goes into, right?”

So there are few people with the skills, but they do exist.

“Don’t you know where they live? Or are they too far away?”

“That’s not it—I don’t get along well with them.”

What? That’s not a problem at all.

“It’s fine. I can handle the persuading.”

What’s the big deal about that? When I casually offered a solution, Jeon’s eyes widened. For some reason, his gaze showed disappointment again.

What’s the problem this time?

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