Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 42

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Chapter 42

With her flowing silver hair and transparent violet eyes, she was the Anelli from his memories. Pale and gaunt-faced, wrapped in a dark cloak, she stood there blankly staring at him.

“Anelli.”

The moment he was certain of her identity, Maxel found himself calling her name in a desperate tone. Anelli’s eyes, which had been standing like a doll, moved slightly.

Their gazes, which had been subtly misaligned, met directly. However, her closed lips showed no sign of parting.

Maxel recalled that she was a Reviver. Had her memories become corrupted when she was brought back to life?

“Do you recognize me?”

Still, she only stared at him silently without answering. Just as Maxel, who had completely removed his hand from his sword, was about to take another step, Anelli suddenly turned around.

“Anelli!”

Maxel urgently chased after her. However, as he tried to cross the flower garden, plants tangled annoyingly around his legs, preventing him from gaining speed. When he forcefully pushed through the flower bed, the flower stems that were pulled out revealed their roots.

“Wait, Anelli!”

In just a moment, Anelli had disappeared among the flowering trees. Even the cloudy moonlight interfered with his vision.

Maxel, who had reached the spot where Anelli had been standing just moments before, looked around frantically.

Rustle.

A sound came from beyond the thick flowering trees. Maxel quickly ran toward it, afraid he might miss the sound.

However, the path was barely visible, and the branches of the flowering trees kept poking at his face and body. Irritated, Maxel drew his sword and cut through the branches without hesitation.

Before he knew it, he was standing among rose flowers. The back of his hand wielding the sword was scratched by thorns, and his legs were also pricked by thorns that had penetrated through his pants.

His body, which had been advancing recklessly, finally stopped when he felt the sharp pain.

The strong rose fragrance made his head dizzy. Gritting his teeth, Maxel cut down a nearby rose tree.

In his now clear field of vision, he saw a black shadow.

“Anelli, it is you, right?”

Anelli was facing away from him with the hood of her cloak pulled up. Had she recognized him and tried to run away?

“I heard you were kidnapped by monsters and was very worried, so I’m relieved to meet you.”

Maxel tried to keep his voice as calm as possible so as not to startle her.

“I came to get you.”

Though he was saying this to capture her, as he continued speaking, his own heart began to stir instead.

Maxel fell silent for a moment, trying to suppress the surging emotions that were rising within him. Her back silhouette, which seemed somehow gaunt despite the cloak, brought back old memories. The time when he first met Anelli, who had seemed small and fragile.

Back then, Maxel had definitely felt excitement. He had been proud of the fact that this beautiful young lady was his fiancée, that she would be his lifelong companion.

Maxel finally realized the identity of the emotion that had been making him uncomfortable all along.

“I… missed you.”

Anelli Roam, whom he had believed he would spend his entire life with.

Maxel had secretly visited Anelli when she was imprisoned. At that time, he had certainly harbored some sympathy and guilt toward her.

How had Anelli looked at Maxel, who stood there unable to hide his complicated feelings?

“I will choose Lilia, not you.”

Her violet eyes were completely empty. They weren’t firm as usual, nor did they show cold love.

“You are no longer the Crown Prince’s fiancée, Anelli.”

“That’s right. I am no longer your fiancée, Maxel.”

Anelli admitted for the first time that day. That her connection with him had ended.

“If you love her.”

Her health, which had already been poor, was severely damaged by the harsh prison environment.

“You must send me away from this capital forever. No, please do so.”

Anelli said in a hoarse voice. That she no longer loved him, so please let her go.

“If you respect the feelings I once had for you, let me meet my death in peaceful love.”

Lilia had said that Anelli was obsessed with him until her death, but Maxel knew best that this wasn’t true.

Because he had seen it directly.

Because he had heard the word “end” come from Anelli’s tattered lips.

“You’re going to find new love?”

The emotion Maxel felt at that moment was anger.

“Anelli, all the people of the Empire condemn and despise your wickedness. Outside this palace, there is no such thing as the peaceful love you seek.”

Anelli cannot let go of Maxel. Since she couldn’t obtain what she had longed for, she should obsess over it until the very end.

“Your entire life was for the Imperial Palace, so meet your end here as well.”

It was Maxel who had forced Anelli to obsess over him until death. He was annoyed by her shameless dream of new love after creating this situation, so he erased all remaining sympathy and guilt.

And now, the resurrected Anelli was here before him.

God had returned her to him.

“I missed you, Anelli Roam.”

When he spoke with even more conviction than before, Anelli’s shoulders flinched. Maxel reached out his hand toward her shoulder.

At that moment, Anelli, who had kept her mouth shut the entire time, asked back in a shrill voice.

“If you missed me, why did you make me like this…?”

Before he could grab her shoulder, she turned around first and removed her hood. Just then, the clouds cleared and bright moonlight poured down over their heads.

“Why did you do that…?”

Above the torso wrapped in the dark cloak, there was nothing.

“Gasp!”

Maxel gasped and hurriedly stepped back. The headless body swayed as it faced him.

“Why? Why? Why? Why?”

“Aaaaah!”

A frail voice that seemed to be gasping for breath endlessly repeated the word “why.”

Maxel shuddered and quickly turned around. The nearby rose tree scratched his body roughly, but it didn’t even hurt.

Then, the moment he forcefully pushed away a troublesome branch.

Buzz!

Several bees suddenly burst out from between the leaves.

“Aaah!”

Maxel ran while wildly swinging both arms in the air. However, the already enraged bees began stinging him all over his face, hands, back, and every corner of his body.

People who had been inside the building belatedly heard the screams and ran toward Maxel. There were loud voices as they ran through the flower garden in the middle of the night. Even during this time, Maxel’s screams continued.

The Crown Prince’s appearance when he finally took refuge in the building with people’s support was terrible. Eventually, they decided to return to the city immediately.

Everyone was busy trying to find a doctor to examine the Crown Prince right away, and in the meantime, carrying out the Crown Prince’s orders to search through the flower garden.

The next day, the city residents were dismayed to see the flower farm that had been completely ruined.

Meanwhile, the Crown Prince, who had been stung by bees and was in terrible condition, could not carry out his official schedule and urgently returned to the Imperial Palace, and several schedules he was originally supposed to handle were instead carried out by the First Prince, who had coincidentally accompanied him.

Despite the attendants keeping their mouths tightly shut that night, the story of “the Crown Prince causing a disturbance after seeing something in the flower garden” gradually spread.

Then specific testimony emerged from someone’s mouth that the Crown Prince had been stung by bees while running away after being startled by a ghost.

Finally, it was concluded that what had been spotted in the city was not a Dura’han but a ghost.

Afterward, the flower farm that the Crown Prince had ruined became even more famous as a ghost-infested area.

Later, this “ghost farm” would establish itself as a unique tourist attraction in the Freya region, but that was a story for a distant day.

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“Why didn’t I think to record a video?”

I should have preserved it forever on video. Even if I couldn’t release it publicly since I might be tracked, I could have used it for blackmail later, right?

Only after leaving the city and remembering the existence of recording orbs was I repeatedly regretting while on top of Nadab.

Thus, Jeon, who had been silently listening while riding his horse on the right, finally couldn’t stand it and spoke up.

“If you had delayed to record a video, we wouldn’t have been able to escape safely.”

His point wasn’t wrong, but regret is still regret.

I clicked my tongue and glanced to the left. The person who was meticulously dressed in armor and even wearing a helmet was riding a horse when they felt my gaze and flinched.

“Good work, Palides.”

“I’m, I’m glad I could be of help.”

Palides squirmed at my praise. Palides was the very Dura’han who had run away after seeing me.

The seventh knight searching for her lost head, Palides.

When I met Palides again at the farm late at night, she cried upon seeing me but didn’t run away. Jigol said he had worked really hard to persuade her.

“You were in a panic? Because you were scared of yourself?”

“No, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t grow a head… Meeting the captain in such a hideous and frightening appearance was humiliating…”

Palides explained it that way. After awakening, she had transformed, but seeing her reflection in the water, she became frightened and fell into a panic.

“You’re originally a Dura’han anyway.”

You originally don’t have a head. You even lost the head you used to carry at your side.

“But since I transformed, I have to create a head I don’t even have! Jigol and Tristan look perfectly fine like that!”

[…Are you jealous of a bumblebee?]

Unable to listen any longer, Tristan asked back in an incredulous voice, and Palides waved his hand toward him as if shooing away a fly.

“Kyaa! I hate insects! They’re disgusting!”

[A headless human calling someone else disgusting!]

“Right, I don’t have a head. Good grief. If I was going to transform into this state, it would have been better to become a lowly sparrow like Jigol!”

[Lowly! I am Knight Jigol who will strike fear into enemies at the front lines!]

Recalling that chaotic conversation at the Farm made my head throb again.

Since Jigol and Tristan’s voices couldn’t be heard by others anyway, it didn’t matter, but Palides had transformed into a human and could engage in direct conversation, so I had to calm him down.

Fortunately, Jeon and Heinrih had drawn the attention of nearby Knights in advance.

Anyway, thanks to Palides feeling guilty about running away when he first saw me and actively stepping forward, it was easy to conspire together.

The execution became even easier due to Maxel’s actions of coming out alone to get some fresh air.

“If we had gone with the original plan, we would have had more leeway.”

“The original plan?”

I pretended not to hear Jeon’s puzzled question and turned my gaze to the distance.

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