Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 32

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Chapter 32

“I’m telling you we don’t get along well. If he sees me, he’ll refuse to cooperate.”

“Just tell me where he is and I’ll meet him alone.”

“That guy might report Lady Anelli.”

“Hmm, then I’ll have to threaten him before he can report me.”

No matter how bold someone is, if I threaten them as a Dura’han, they’ll understand. At my carefree response, Jeon frowned deeply.

I’m really confident I can threaten people well.

“No, really. Do you absolutely have to meet him?”

“You said people skilled in handling separate space dimensions are rare.”

At my rebuttal, Jeon seemed to lose his words and pressed his lips tightly shut. However, he couldn’t hide his displeased expression.

“What’s your complaint?”

“Forget it. I’m always the weird one, always me.”

“I need you to tell me to understand.”

“Even if I tell you, you won’t understand anyway.”

“That’s something we’ll only know after you tell me.”

When I gently coaxed him, thinking what could be so upsetting, Jeon, who had been sullenly avoiding my gaze, grumbled in a slightly softened voice.

“A person says they don’t get along well, but you don’t care even a little bit…”

“He doesn’t get along with you, not with me.”

“I knew you’d say that.”

Jeon shook his head. Wait, did I say something wrong?

“You’re not a child, so just because you don’t get along with him, I shouldn’t acknowledge him either?”

“It’s not that, but wouldn’t it be nice if you took the side of someone closer to you first, even if it’s just lip service?”

“You already fought with someone you haven’t even met? What side should I take?”

At my question, Jeon fell silent for a moment. Then he soon let out a deep sigh and turned around.

“I’m more sensitive than others, so my emotions fluctuate. Don’t mind it. Let’s hurry and eat.”

「Forget it. It was my mistake to expect understanding from you. Don’t worry about it.」

Upon hearing Jeon’s answer, a voice I had forgotten suddenly came back to life.

It was something I heard on some distant day. Maxel, who had said those words back then, seemed to have made a similar expression to Jeon just now.

No, was it worse?

Maxel had given up on the conversation, disgusted by my coldness. What conversation were we having back then?

“Lady Anelli?”

Right, it was the day I visited the Prince’s Palace after hearing news that one of Maxel’s knights had been seriously injured in battle with monsters.

After being appointed as crown prince, Maxel had a tendency to overestimate his own power, and I was always careful in case defeated political enemies might harm him.

That day too, upon hearing the news, I went to warn Maxel about the gap that would arise from the knight’s absence.

“Aren’t you going to eat?”

The injured knight was one of Maxel’s close associates.

He was someone who protected Maxel closely, and I urged that his vacant position should be filled as soon as possible.

Maxel had reproached me, saying people aren’t parts, so how could I dismiss them so easily.

“Lady Anelli? Hey?”

That knight was no longer in a condition to guard Maxel. He had already received sufficient compensation and it was decided he would retire.

So Maxel’s words about leaving his position vacant for a while, considering the feelings the person might have, were far too irrational.

Moreover, wasn’t Maxel the crown prince? There shouldn’t be even a speck of carelessness.

「He was like a brother to me. I’m not ready to put someone else in his place.」

「But Maxel.」

「Stop. You wouldn’t understand anyway, so any further conversation is meaningless. Go back now, Anelli.」

For me, his safety was simply the top priority. I just wanted the man I loved not to become endangered even through minor carelessness. But Maxel looked at me with disappointment instead.

I found out later. The fact that Lilia had comforted Maxel, who was dejected about losing his knight.

Even Maxel’s feelings of tenderness toward Lilia, who sighed and cried upon hearing news of his associate’s injury, someone whose face she didn’t even know.

“Lady Anelli!”

A person’s face suddenly intruded into my vision. I stared blankly at them and recognized who it was a bit late.

Ah, Jeon.

Right. I died and came back to life, and I’ll never meet Maxel again.

“What are you thinking about so deeply?”

“It’s nothing much.”

“Is it because of the magical tool?”

Instead of answering, I moved toward the food he had prepared in advance. Perhaps because of the old memory that came to mind at an unexpected point, my head felt strangely cold.

“I’ll contact the magical tool craftsman, so don’t worry too much. I was just grumbling a bit, it’s not that I won’t take you there.”

Seeing my expression, Jeon spoke as if comforting me. When I didn’t give much of a response, he began to berate himself for being petty.

“I know it’s dangerous to handle things emotionally given the situation. I’ll admit I acted a bit childishly.”

How strange.

Heinrih apologized for not being able to provide help I never even wanted, and now Jeon understands the inner meaning I never asked him to consider. Yet the one who had wanted all of that abandoned me.

I stared at Jeon quietly, then picked up my utensils and answered matter-of-factly.

“I’ll take your side.”

“So… what?”

“I can distinguish between closer and less close relationships too.”

Jeon’s cooking skills once again didn’t disappoint my expectations. Once I put it in my mouth, my appetite, which I didn’t even know existed, returned, and my stomach clamored.

As I quietly chewed my food, I suddenly noticed the quiet surroundings and looked up. I saw that Nesi, who had been chewing her portion of meat, was staring intently at my side at some point. Nadab and Jigol were the same.

Following their gaze and turning my head, I flinched and shuddered. Jeon, with an obviously moved expression, was trembling his lips.

“…Are you crying?”

“I’m not crying. I’m just moved.”

I have no idea at which point he got moved, but one thing I do know.

[Tsk, what a weak male.]

[He’s a loyal servant.]

[Captain, I’ll be even more loyal from now on!]

It’s really fortunate that Jeon can’t understand what the animals are saying.

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Even while traveling with Jeon, I made time separately to talk with Jigol or Nadab.

Nadab was convinced that Jigol knew a lot about something, and I secretly hoped that Jigol might be able to resolve some of our questions.

However, contrary to our expectations, Jigol sat on Nadab’s head and curled up gloomily.

[I’m sorry, Captain. No matter how much I think about it, I can barely remember the whereabouts of just one other knight.]

“Well, it can’t be helped.”

[Instead, once my wing heals, I’ll stand at the front and be the first to notice enemy approaches!]

“…No. You don’t need to stand at the front.”

Because your current appearance sitting on Nadab’s head suits you perfectly.

Jigol even seemed quite fond of Nadab’s abundant mane. Since Nadab is larger than ordinary horses, from small Jigol’s perspective, it might feel like a nest.

No matter how I looked at it, Jigol seemed more suited to the life of a sparrow than a Dura’han.

“Then how should we plan our route?”

The fellow knight that Jigol remembered was said to be from a coastal city. He recalled how the knight used to complain about being sick of fish because he ate seafood to the point of disgust in his childhood.

If it’s a coastal region with fishing developed enough to eat fish to the point of disgust, I know of one such place.

Since I found Jigol using the hint about wyverns that Nadab gave me, the hint Jigol gives must also point to another Dura’han’s location.

It seemed I would have to collect the Dura’han through this kind of chain following.

However, the problem was that the direction to the coast and the direction to get the separate space dimension magical tool were completely opposite.

“It would be better to get the separate space dimension magical tool first.”

I don’t even know what kind of animal I’ll encounter at the seaside, so rather than rashly collecting Dura’han first, it would be better to first obtain a separate space to store these guys.

It would be terrible if some difficult-to-carry creature appeared.

I was examining the map from various angles, wanting to move as mysteriously as possible, when Jeon, who had gone to contact the magical tool craftsman, returned.

“Lady Anelli, he says it will take about two weeks.”

“That takes longer than expected?”

Could it be that Jeon contacted him to deliberately delay the work? When I said I would make the request directly, he insisted on contacting them himself.

“…Making a separate space dimension magical tool in two weeks is already insane. It’s work that should take a full month even if you do nothing else and focus only on this. Moreover, it’s not just one or two, but ten creatures… Do you know how much I sweated trying to make excuses?”

“Usually with that kind of commission fee, they don’t ask about the circumstances.”

“Sigh… This person isn’t that type of person. Anyway, since you said it’s necessary, I’ll go, but… ugh…”

Jeon swept his bangs up with a tired expression. It must have been quite difficult to make contact.

Well, since he said they weren’t on good terms, he probably wasn’t keen on it even if it was a paid commission.

“So what excuse did you give?”

“…You won’t get angry, right?”

A serious question came back in response to my casually thrown question. When I looked at Jeon with a sour expression and nodded, he cleared his throat and avoided my gaze.

“I said it was for an overzealous animal lover.”

“Overzealous?”

“Yes. So when you go there, please act like an overzealous animal lover. You absolutely must be overzealous.”

“…Can’t I just be a regular animal lover?”

“Regular animal lovers don’t pay this much money to make a separate space dimension magical tool for containing animals.”

Now that I heard it, he had a point. Unless someone had quite the collecting obsession or was obsessively devoted, no one would spend big money on something like this.

It was strangely persuasive, so I suppressed my slight irritation and answered that I understood.

Me, an overzealous animal lover.

If the people at the Roam estate heard this title, they would have been shocked. It’s a bit disappointing that I can’t see that ridiculous scene.

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