Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 50

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Chapter 50

Negotiate in this situation?

“Hey, you…! Ahem. Is this really the time to be saying such things? You’re going to get cut down at this rate!”

“Please answer me.”

A pale aura rose from Samuel’s sword. It was divine power.

[Ah, that’s dangerous!]

[Captain, please allow me to return to my true form! I’ll subdue him!]

This damn bastard!

“I get it, so calm the kid down first!”

At my words, the divine power that had risen from Samuel’s sword disappeared, but Palides’ condition didn’t improve at all.

When I unconsciously stepped forward a couple of paces, Nadab quickly blocked me with his body. Samuel, still maintaining his defensive stance, spoke again.

“But how can I trust your words?”

“What?”

“Your track record is quite spectacular, after all.”

Once again, Palides’ sword was deflected. Black smoke began to rise from Palides’ body as she staggered back.

At this rate, she’s really going to revert to being a Dura’han. In my anxiety, an irritated shout burst out involuntarily.

“What good is spectacular when you always find everything out anyway!”

Clang!

Metal clashed against metal, sending tiny sparks flying. The two swords entered a brief stalemate as they struggled for dominance.

Unlike Palides, who was breathing heavily, Samuel was relatively calm.

Even if Palides is in her transformed state right now, isn’t Samuel also abnormal to this degree?

“Now that I hear you say it, that’s true. You can’t escape from me anyway.”

“What did you…!”

Suddenly, Samuel pushed away Palides’ sword and changed his stance. Palides tried to respond quickly, but Samuel was faster, gripping his blade and swinging it.

The crossguard and pommel struck the helmet with a loud sound. The helmet that had been secured flew off noisily.

Samuel, who had knocked off the helmet, seemed momentarily surprised to see the empty head. In that instant when he couldn’t follow up with his next attack and froze, Palides panicked and created distance.

At the same time, Nadab, who had been watching the situation, suddenly intervened between the two.

Thud!

“Nadab!”

Palides was struck by Nadab and sent flying. Already having lost her helmet and her stance disrupted, Palides couldn’t withstand Nadab’s heavy weight and rolled on the ground.

Nadab rushed to her again and stomped with his hooves while crying out in anger.

[You stupid fool!]

Thump!

[You should be protecting the Captain, but instead you’re getting excited and rampaging on your own!]

Thump!

[Because of you, the Captain was almost in danger! Foolish creature!]

Thump!

“…Um, Nadab, I think that’s enough.”

[No, this one needs to be hit more!]

“She’s already unconscious.”

At my calm observation, Nadab stopped kicking and looked at Palides. Confirming Palides’ limp limbs, he trembled with his body. Then he stamped his feet again in anger.

[…This weakling! To faint from just this much! A disgrace to the Twelve Knights!]

Aren’t you considering your own size and weight, Nadab?

I stood there speechless for a moment, then quickly approached the fallen Palides.

Even while angry, he couldn’t bring himself to kick an unconscious comrade, so Nadab glared at Palides while snorting.

[Captain, Palides’ aura has stabilized!]

[Fists work better than words, Captain.]

These guys don’t seem worried about Palides at all. After confirming Palides’ rising and falling chest, I let out a sigh of relief.

I crouched down beside her fallen form, calming my startled heart, when someone handed me Palides’ helmet.

“Ah, right…”

I was about to carelessly take the helmet when I checked who it was and hesitated. Samuel’s gaze was cold as he stood with his back to the sun, looking down at me.

“You’ve gained some strange companions since we last met.”

Instead of answering, I snatched the helmet from his hands and reattached it to Palides’ armor.

The clasp I had improvised was tattered, but it was roughly secured. At least it should hold until we return.

“Nadab, you’ll have to carry Palides.”

[What?]

“You’re the one who knocked her out.”

Nadab glared at Palides with displeasure, then reluctantly lowered his body.

I was about to grab Palides’ limp arms and pull her up when Samuel, who had been quietly watching us, bent down.

Making my struggle to lift her arms look foolish, he easily lifted Palides up.

“Should I put her on this horse’s back?”

“…Yeah.”

Palides’ body slumped over Nadab’s back. Jigol, who had been hanging on my shoulder, moved to the top of Nadab’s head and let out deep sighs.

Tristan also voiced his disapproval in an unpleasant tone, rattling off criticism that the unconscious Palides couldn’t even hear.

“…?”

I was looking at the Dura’han with tired eyes when I felt a burning gaze from beside me.

If I suggest we part ways now that our business is done, it won’t work at all, will it?

While pondering, I gradually increased the distance between him and me as I took out my communication device. Fortunately, Samuel didn’t seem inclined to eavesdrop on my communication, and Nadab blocked the space between him and me with his body.

—Lady Anelli?

“I’m going to get separate lodging in the city.”

Taking him to Dekin’s mansion might cause problems. Besides, with Palides unconscious, we need a place to lay her down immediately.

—What?

“Contact me in four days.”

Jeon frowned deeply at my sudden instruction.

—What are you talking about all of a sudden?

“Something came up.”

—Why would you dangerously get separate lodging! When there’s a perfectly safe place available!

“I said something came up.”

It would be nice if he just accepted it as usual, but Jeon didn’t seem ready to understand easily.

—First, get lodging and let me know the location. I’ll come there.

“No, you should just…”

—I’ll wait for your contact.

Jeon audaciously cut off the communication first. Why is this guy suddenly overreacting like this?

I stared blankly down at the communication device that had stopped working and let out a long sigh.

Even in the midst of all this, the Dura’han’s chatter that only I could hear, and Samuel’s persistent gaze that never left me for fear I might escape, made me even more tired.

I was dejectedly brushing back my bangs when I suddenly heard someone snoring.

Snore, snore.

What a sight, really. I glanced at the sprawled Palides and grabbed my forehead.

Should I just give up on collecting the Dura’han at this point?

* * *

We finally managed to get a room among the bustling crowds and went inside, first laying Palides on the bed.

In the process, since it was difficult for me to carry her, I received Samuel’s help again, and as a result, ended up letting him into the room.

So I just gave up. I’d worry about escaping later and wanted to rest for now. I also needed to find out why Palides had caused such a commotion.

Using the excuse of needing to nurse Palides, I settled down in the room, and Samuel also took a seat. Then he began rattling off updates about himself.

“I was a bit late because I had to deal with some troublesome pursuers that Roam had attached to me.”

Where did Roam’s reputation go? Unable to capture a single Holy Knight and letting everything get sorted out like that? They should all be ashamed.

‘Prisian Sister must be managing Roam’s knights too loosely these days. Should I send an anonymous tip to point out Roam’s lax discipline?’

Samuel, having no idea what I was thinking, continued with circumstances I hadn’t even asked about.

“I don’t plan to call soldiers here since it would unnecessarily draw attention.”

That’s quite fortunate to hear. No, wait, is it actually bad? If he had soldiers to command, Samuel wouldn’t be able to freely chase after me. Right now, that statement sounded like a declaration that he would focus entirely on me alone.

I was listening to Samuel’s voice with a half-hearted, indifferent attitude, letting it flow in one ear and out the other, when an irritating name entered my earhole.

“The matter of Lord Arin’s trial has also been concluded.”

Lord Arin? A trial?

Forgetting my resolve to absolutely not react to Samuel, I whipped around to look at him.

“A trial?”

“The Temple officially delivered a formal accusation demanding Lord Arin’s punishment. A formal trial was held immediately, and punishment was quickly decided.”

I can still vividly see Lord Arin putting on that pathetic act while claiming he would catch me, so what did he do in that short time to warrant being accused? And by the Temple, no less.

As if understanding my question, Samuel added an explanation.

“The charge is that he inflicted harm upon you.”

“The arrow incident? Who on earth made such a big fuss about that…”

I was about to ask who would make such a big deal of it when I closed my mouth.

There was someone who would make a big fuss. Right in front of me.

“You made an issue of it?”

“It’s not that I made an issue of it—it was an issue.”

“And Roam accepted it?”

Roam is a family that extremely dislikes anything that damages their reputation publicly.

Even if they judged Lord Arin to be at fault, Father would have chosen internal punishment within the family.

“The Roam Family’s wishes don’t matter. The Temple’s formal accusation was delivered to the Imperial Palace.”

I can clearly imagine how furious Father must have been. Prisian Sister must have been livid too.

Perhaps Roam’s other retainers also jumped around in rage, calling it shameful.

No wait, they probably immediately drew a line first, saying Lord Arin’s actions were personal deviation and poor judgment.

“…It was concluded as Lord Arin’s personal, unilateral deviation.”

Just as I thought. The words that came from Samuel’s mouth were an unsurprising conclusion.

I nodded my head and indifferently turned away from him.

“It’s surprising that Lord Arin’s guilt was acknowledged. He only shot an arrow once, after all.”

When I muttered indifferently, Samuel frowned. However, instead of finding fault with my words, he turned his gaze toward the arm that had been hit by the arrow before.

“Is your wound alright?”

“That was ages ago.”

“I didn’t deliberately avoid treating it.”

Wondering what he was suddenly talking about, I stared at him blankly, and he explained matter-of-factly.

“My divine power is not the power of healing. That’s why I brought medicinal herbs, and I was planning to call a priest with healing power once the commotion died down.”

“…How remarkably early you are to explain.”

“I tried to explain that morning, but you ran away.”

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