Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 48

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Chapter 48

When I first heard the prophecy that the family would be destroyed, I didn’t believe it. But Anelli moved exactly as Lilia prophesied, and acted exactly as she predicted.

If we had left things as they were, what we would have faced at the end would truly have been the destruction Lilia spoke of.

Lilia said the Duke of Roam was like a father to her. That this felt like real family and she was happy about it. That she couldn’t bear to watch the Roam family head down a bad path.

While Anelli’s situation as someone with limited time was pitiful, what crime had the family members committed? She couldn’t watch everyone be sacrificed to the stubbornness of someone who would die soon.

The life of a daughter with limited time versus the entire family.

From the beginning, these were choices of different weight. Especially when there was an adopted daughter with prophetic abilities who could take the place of the dying daughter.

Bang!

“There’s no room to doubt Lilia’s track record.”

At the voice that suddenly interrupted, both the Duke of Roam and Prisian turned their heads simultaneously. The one who had opened the study door and entered was the Duchess of Roam.

“Everything Lilia said became reality. We at that time had no choice but to believe Lilia.”

“Mother…”

“What’s past cannot be undone. You know that hypothetical scenarios and pointless regrets are all useless emotional waste. Right now…”

The Duchess, gripping the hem of her dress, stared at her husband.

“Let’s focus only on bringing Anelli back. Though Sir Arin ruined things by acting on his own, if we meet again and explain why we made that choice, that child will understand too. She’s a smart girl.”

Prisian, who had been standing dumbfounded, took a deep breath and nodded.

“Mother is right, Father.”

Dwelling on past events was meaningless. They would solve the problems before them and choose for the best future, as they always had.

“I’ll assign someone to Samuel Bent again. This time I’ll find someone more skilled.”

The Duke of Roam gestured as if he understood. Just as Prisian was about to say something more, the study door opened again and Lilia entered wearing outdoor clothes.

“Oh my, you’re all gathered here!”

Lilia brightened and strode into the study.

“There was actually a matter I wanted to ask Father and Sister’s opinion about! I just can’t choose the curtains for decorating the banquet hall. I want to find something that everyone will like.”

At her chattering appearance, Prisian quickly tried to appease her.

“That’s something you can discuss with Mother, Lilia.”

“This isn’t just my and Mother’s banquet, it’s a banquet to pray for our family’s well-being. It would be more meaningful if we gathered everyone’s opinions to prepare it.”

Prisian smiled with effort while watching the Duke of Roam’s expression. The Duchess had apparently already had a round of arguments with Lilia about this matter, as she kept her mouth shut with a tired face.

“Let’s talk about it later and go out for now. It seems you two have something to discuss.”

“Ah, yes.”

“Lilia.”

Lilia, who had been turning to follow Prisian, was startled by the cold call and looked back. The Duke stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Lilia intently.

“Even Prisian asks permission before entering the head of house’s study. As long as you bear the name of Roam, don’t forget your manners anywhere.”

As if she hadn’t expected to be scolded, Lilia’s eyes widened.

“…Yes, Father. I’m sorry.”

Lilia, who had been pursing her lips, drooped her shoulders and answered glumly.

Prisian, reading the atmosphere, quickly took Lilia and left the study.

The Duke of Roam, confirming the firmly closed study door, turned to the Duchess.

“Weren’t you at the Imperial Palace with Lilia for the harvest festival?”

“Lilia was finding it burdensome, so we came out early today.”

“Finding it burdensome?”

The Duchess didn’t say more and closed her mouth. That alone was sufficient answer, and the Duke swallowed his sigh while turning his gaze to the window.

It was a helplessly clear day.

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“On a day like this, we should go boating! Look at that sunlight. It’s so warm and beautiful!”

It was hot rather than warm. I think I need to buy clothes first. Every time we camped, I had to endure the night air, so I only wore thick, practical clothes, but right now they’re too uncomfortable.

“Do you know that each regional harvest festival makes festival food with local specialties? This is exactly why we have to go around to all the regional festivals!”

The food smells wafting from all directions were already too strong. Even considering that my sense of smell had become sensitive, this was too much. Rather than stimulating my appetite, it made my stomach queasy.

“Ah, look at those festival costumes! Since I can’t take off my helmet, couldn’t I at least change my armor color? I think bright pink or yellow would match the festival atmosphere well.”

If he wore pink or yellow armor, he would certainly get attention.

At Palides constantly covering his cheeks and chattering, I could only smile.

I responded the first couple of times, but now I’m too tired to keep up.

Palides, who usually boasted of his delicate and sensitive nature, was now completely excited seeing the festival streets.

Thanks to this, I changed my plans from just making an ID and returning quickly.

Since I had to stay in this city for four days anyway, I thought I might as well enjoy the festival. With all four Dura’han with me, my life wouldn’t be in danger even in the worst situation.

During harvest festival season, I was always busy just preparing for and attending banquets and events, so I never had the leisure to enjoy the street scenes.

Honestly, I wasn’t interested either.

‘No matter how splendidly they decorate, it can’t compare to noble banquets, and it’s neither luxurious nor clean.’

But listening to Palides’ exclamations in this vibrant scene, I think this isn’t so bad either.

“Since we’re out, shall we go look at a sword for you, Palides?”

While changing armor colors might be difficult, getting a proper sword as a memento seems fine.

The sword Palides was currently carrying was an ordinary sword hastily picked up to complete the set when buying the armor.

Though Palides said this was sufficient, it would be better to replace it when we have the means.

Practically speaking, Palides is the only one who can serve as my guard in the city without returning to his true form.

“I need to buy some clothes too, so let’s go browse the shops.”

“Oh, please grant me the honor of choosing Captain’s festival outfit!”

[Get a grip, Palides. Festival clothes while we’re wandering around.]

“Nadab, dull and ignorant men like you don’t understand women’s sensibilities.”

That seems more like an issue of individual personality rather than gender.

Before I could subtly convey my opinion, Jigol, who was perched on Nadab’s head, joined the conversation.

[Right! Nadab has no sense! He says you should wear comfortable clothes so you can eat lots of delicious food!]

If eating is the goal, comfortable everyday clothes would be better than festival costumes. Festival outfits often have tight waists.

[But if Captain wears festival clothes and becomes too beautiful, unsavory guys will approach. Can you handle them all by yourself, Palides?]

Tristan joined the conversation with ridiculous remarks.

But wait. Why are they talking as if I’ve already decided to buy festival clothes?

“Seventh Knight Palides will risk his life to protect the beautiful Captain in festival attire!”

Don’t make such vows in the middle of the street…

[Twelfth Knight Jigol! I can protect Captain too!]

[Why don’t you recover your body first? Can you even use those wings?]

[Tristan! How dare you insult me, let’s fight!]

I realized anew.

Dekin’s separate space dimension magic tool is essential. I must get it. Otherwise, my eardrums might burst someday.

Meanwhile, their conversation continued without end.

Though Claim was a large city, its roads were simple in structure, making it easy to get around.

Of course, temporary stalls had increased due to the festival, and some roads were temporarily closed due to miscellaneous decorations and sculptures.

However, it wasn’t complex enough to get lost and wander around. There was no problem walking around with just a city map.

“Captain, it suits you so well…”

“That’s the tenth time you’ve said that.”

I had given in to the Dura’han’s enthusiasm and bought a reasonably decent-looking dress to wear.

Formal festival costumes are made with meaning assigned to each color, crafted stitch by stitch by artisan hands, but what I wore was a budget dress that tourists might wear to get in the mood.

Still, it looked decent and it felt good to wear such a bright dress after so long, providing a nice change of mood.

“My goodness, have I only said it ten times?”

[Work harder to praise Captain’s beauty, Palides.]

“Tristan, you should use that tongue of yours too. Don’t just use it for sucking nectar.”

[That’s bumblebee discrimination! Apologize right now!]

Why do these guys’ conversations always devolve into chaos in less than a minute?

Though I sighed, I didn’t find them bothersome. Traveling with the Dura’han provided me with incredibly comfortable time.

True to his earlier boast, Palides immediately dealt with any thugs who approached.

He subdued them by breaking their arms without even drawing his sword. Large men were routinely beaten up, unable to stand against Palides.

Petty criminals like pickpockets were hit by Tristan’s spit or kicked by Nadab’s legs.

Whenever suspicious mages approached, Jigol would scream loudly to alert the other Dura’han.

Truly perfect. At this level, shouldn’t I be willing to sacrifice my eardrums?

“Oh, Captain!”

Palides, who had been busy chattering with the Dura’han, suddenly discovered something and let out an excited scream.

“Kyaah, there’s a lake in the city!”

Oh, we’ve already arrived at the center of the city.

Just looking at the area marked on the map, it seemed quite large, but seeing it in person, it was bigger than I thought.

In the center was an artificially made island, decorated with colorful lights for the festival. Around the artificial island, small boats could be seen floating about.

“If the beautiful Captain were to board one of those boats, it would be like a painting…!”

“Just say you want to go boating.”

“I want to go boating…”

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