Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 40

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Chapter 40

We rented the lodging we had destroyed again.

Of course, it was in a completely unrepaired state, but we had no other choice.

The lodging owner, who had already received generous accommodation fees once before, handed over the house again without complaint. Perhaps he was planning to extort even more money this time.

Thus we caught our breath, but it was literally just a breath. We had left Jigol and Tristan at the flower farm entirely, and I was worried about what to do with the Dura’han crying there.

In the midst of this, Jeon and Heinrih still couldn’t let their guard down and were glaring at each other.

“Since you’ve escaped from the farm, wouldn’t it be fine for you to go your own way now?”

Hearing me politely tell him to get lost, Jeon’s expression brightened.

“But how could I just leave after witnessing such a scene? If you needed help, I would have done whatever I could to assist.”

“You’re not in a position to help me, are you?”

Though my words could have offended him, Heinrih shook his head without showing any particular reaction.

“I can be of help to you. The answer is simple if you think about who is chasing you.”

I narrowed my eyes and asked in a suspicious voice.

“…Are you saying you’ll help me evade the search party?”

“Am I not already doing so? I did before, and I’m doing so now.”

But even if he goes to such lengths to help me, there’s nothing for Heinrih to gain from it.

I fell silent, feeling uncomfortable. Then Jeon, who had been quietly watching our conversation, casually asked me.

“You seem to know Lady Anelli well?”

“Why is that fellow calling you by name?”

At the same time, Heinrih frowned and glared at Jeon. He seemed to think of something, then soon muttered with a pale face.

“Surely not the princess…”

“Whatever you’re thinking, it’s not that, so erase it from your mind.”

Everything was really too tangled – I didn’t know where to start sorting it out. While I held my throbbing forehead, the two men were again engaged in a fierce staring contest, glaring savagely at each other.

Ha, I, who had briefly stopped lamenting to God recently, felt resentment rising for the first time in a while.

At this point, it’s certain that God resurrected me because he has some grudge against me.

This is a reasonable conclusion.

Anyway, as long as Maxel was around, it was difficult to move rashly.

Fortunately, Tristan, who had joined up with Jigol, sent word through the bumblebees that they were hiding well, avoiding human eyes, which helped me regain some peace of mind.

Also came the too-late report that the reason the city was excited was because the crown prince had visited.

‘With two sturdy men by my side, yet I can only rely on the Dura’hans.’

Living in this world is so difficult.

Anyway, taking advantage of the forced rest, I properly introduced Heinrih and Jeon to each other.

First, I repeatedly emphasized to Heinrih, who was having absurd fantasies, that Jeon was my employee, and I hinted to Jeon that he should act tactfully since the other was of noble status.

Just from that, Jeon seemed to have figured out Heinrih’s identity.

After all, how many people would there be who I treat respectfully while they speak down to me? You’d be a fool not to know.

However, what was surprising was his attitude – he didn’t become polite at all despite guessing Heinrih’s identity.

Rather, his displeasure seemed to have grown even more. While most nobles can’t treat mages from the Mage Tower carelessly, I didn’t know he’d be so bold even toward royalty.

After roughly mediating between the two and thinking we had finally regained peace, this time both men asked me a common question.

They asked how I had been able to command the animals so freely earlier.

Thus, it eventually came to light that I could communicate with animals.

By this point, I seemed to have just given up. There was also some boldness mixed in – what could they do even if they knew?

“So that’s how you escaped so well, Anelli.”

Heinrih, who had been nodding, added my name to the end of his sentence in a gentle voice. Hearing that made goosebumps rise on my arms and my spine tingle unpleasantly.

It was a mistake to allow him to call me by name too, just because I didn’t want to attach meaning to every name Jeon used.

‘Who would have known he’d call me so affectionately at the end of every sentence?’

Heinrih called my name like someone with deep resentment. It was as if a spell called ‘Anelli’ had been created without my knowledge.

“Well, now that you know I don’t need help, you can go back.”

“But there are limits to you planting animals in the Imperial Palace.”

“Your activity range in the Imperial Palace isn’t very wide either… is it the same for you, Heinrih?”

When I called his name, Heinrih’s complexion visibly brightened. Since it was an appropriate setting, he had asked me to call him by name too, and I had agreed, leading to this situation.

Who can I blame? This is all my fault, my fault.

“Recently, thanks to you, the Imperial Palace has become busy, so inevitably I’ve had to step in for Maxel more often. Regardless of the importance of the work, it means the frequency of me entering and leaving the main palace or carrying out external schedules has increased. Is there any law saying situations like today won’t happen again?”

I could tell that Heinrih wanted to create contact with me by any means necessary.

“Jeon, prepare some food.”

“Now? Suddenly?”

“Yes.”

Jeon looked bewildered at my sudden request. However, he didn’t argue further and obediently got up.

After confirming that Jeon had left, I turned to look at Heinrih, and he was looking at me with quite serious eyes.

He must have realized I had deliberately sent him away.

“I have something I’d like to ask.”

“Anything.”

“Are you perhaps trying to use me to regain power?”

If it were Anelli the Reviver rather than Anelli Roam who was a public enemy, I would be helpful in some way.

That’s all he could gain by showing me such sincerity. If that were the case, I think it would be sufficient to explain the current cause and effect relationship.

So it was a reasonable question from my perspective, but for some reason, Heinrih’s expression hardened coldly.

He, who had seemed pleased just moments before, stared at me with a face that had lost its smile.

“If that were the intention…”

“Do you think I am.”

A suppressed voice cut off my words.

“Someone who would expect such a thing?”

I know that expression. It was definitely the expression Jeon used to make often.

“…There’s no other reason besides that.”

“Ha, if I were scheming like that, would you be willing to cooperate?”

Of course not. But I couldn’t voice this clear answer.

“Do you think I don’t know that you wouldn’t help me? Did I seem like someone incapable of such judgment?”

Because Heinrih had already provided my answer. With a contorted face, he seemed to be gritting his teeth and suppressing some emotion.

His profile, turned slightly away from me, looked sorrowful.

“I’ve certainly learned how pathetic a man I appear to be in your eyes.”

Though I couldn’t say it outright, it was true that I didn’t have high expectations for Heinrih’s abilities.

Though I had received help from him twice, both times were based on coincidence.

He had been defeated by Maxel and lost his connections within the palace. What could I trust to take his hand?

“You must know what it means for the Imperial House to dispatch a search party.”

As if guessing my inner thoughts, Heinrih calmly brought up the topic.

The Imperial House’s search party. Though I had known, it felt strange to have it confirmed like this.

Until recently, I had believed without doubt that I would live my entire life in the Imperial Palace and die as a member of the Imperial House.

And the Imperial House, which I had believed would never replace my position, had casually switched me out for someone else.

Since it’s a place that casually replaces people, it’s doing so again this time. Casually trying to pick me up and use me again.

When I nodded indifferently, Heinrih frowned and continued.

“Maxel said this. His Majesty wants to bring you into the Imperial House – wouldn’t he accept you as an adopted daughter or arrange a marriage between you and me?”

This crazy bastard.

I bit my tongue to hold back the curse that almost reflexively escaped.

“If I truly desired power, I would have persuaded His Majesty first. I would have asked him to permit a marriage with you. I would have said he should keep a Reviver by his side even in that way. Rather than drawing out words like this.”

Since I couldn’t guarantee what words might come out of me the moment I opened my lips even slightly, I kept my lips pressed tight for a long while.

And only after taking several deep breaths could I create a calm voice.

“Did Maxel recommend a marriage with me to His Majesty?”

“Yes.”

I thought there couldn’t be any more room for disappointment, but how could he treat a person like this until the very end. So miserably.

Abandoning even the minimum courtesy and treating me like this? Even you, who was once engaged to me?

“He probably mocked it thinking there was no possibility, but honestly, it would be a lie to say I wasn’t tempted.”

Heinrih, who had been quietly watching me sit there dumbfounded, smiled bitterly.

“Didn’t I tell you? Unlike my brother, I had great interest in you.”

Suddenly, Heinrih’s words pushed into my heated mind.

Heinrih before me, his appearance changed by a magical tool, had a more blurred impression than his true form.

But because of that, I could easily read his emotions. Because his face didn’t resemble Maxel’s.

“That reason is everything. Both at the Great Library and here. The reason I’m stepping forward like this now is because I don’t want to repeat my regrets.”

“Is that feeling really everything?”

“If you insist I name what I desire, there is one thing.”

I hoped what he desired would be some benefit I could understand. That he dreamed of a comeback.

That he wanted to strike Maxel in the back of the head when he let his guard down and reclaim power. That he wanted to obtain me and carry the Temple forces to oppose him once more.

If it were something like that, it wouldn’t be difficult. But Heinrih only continued to speak difficult words.

“Your affection.”

And in such a sincere tone at that.

“The affection that Maxel didn’t know was precious even when he had it right before his eyes.”

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