Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 54

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Chapter 54

Palides casually mentioned that the two men were still having some kind of argument inside.

“Since it’s disappointing, let’s go to the hat shop…”

“I’m not buying you a helmet.”

Palides hung his head dejectedly after being scolded by me.

I never imagined in my life that I’d become a Dura’han’s dress-up doll.

“I won’t go along with this kind of thing anymore. If you like that stuff so much, wear it yourself.”

The only reason I’m playing along with this ridiculous game is because I’m semi-forcibly stuck here for a day or two. Since I have to kill time doing something anyway.

But there’s no way I’ll do it a second time.

Palides grumbled back at my words.

“What’s the point of me wearing it? It suits you better than me, Captain…”

“I’m not here to do things you can’t do for you.”

When I hardened my expression and stared at Palides, she mumbled and lowered her head.

“I’m sorry, Captain. It’s just that I remember my old appearance… I wanted to go shopping together like we used to…”

Palides apologized with drooping shoulders and made excuses in a shrinking voice.

And I became puzzled.

‘Like we used to’?

“What do you mean by that? Old appearance?”

“Huh? Well, the old you, Captain.”

“…The past you’re talking about, is it before you became like this?”

When I looked at Palides with suspicious eyes, she nodded vigorously.

“That’s right. I remember choosing hair accessories together with you, Captain. Your eye for fashion was unmatched by anyone!”

She met me before becoming a Dura’han? That must have been ages ago, but you’re saying you had a connection with me from back then?

I was speechless at this incomprehensible situation. I fumbled with my lips and carefully asked again.

“When did you recall that memory?”

“After fighting that unpleasant Knight. Though that’s all I can remember… But didn’t you also recall memories from that time and offer to buy me a helmet and armor, Captain?”

Bewilderment was evident in Palides’ answer.

“You think I would remember you?”

“Yes!”

“Aren’t you mistaking me for someone else?”

“No way! There’s no way I wouldn’t recognize you, Captain!”

Palides shouted in an aggrieved tone. The Dura’han who had been listening to our conversation nearby chimed in.

[How unfair that only you get to recover your memories!]

[I want to recall memories with Captain too!]

[Master, I will recover my memories without going berserk.]

Wait, hold on. What are you all talking about?

“…Do you all know me?”

Since when?

“Of course we know you. You’re our captain.”

Starting with Palides’ claim, the other Dura’han also insisted they knew me.

[Really!]

[That’s right!]

But the Dura’han couldn’t explain the circumstances at all. It was natural since their memories weren’t intact.

The evidence they cited was that they sensed my revival and recognized me at first sight. But that was precisely evidence to me that I had no connection with them.

“You had no idea I existed until I was revived.”

“That’s…”

“If the captain in your memories was really me and we had some connection, you should have awakened before I went to the execution platform.”

The Dura’han only awakened after I was revived. So that means the me before revival wasn’t their captain.

“Even if I generously assume I gained some special mission after being revived, I could understand that. But your former captain and I are different people. I don’t know you.”

At my denial, Palides flinched as if wanting to argue back. However, she couldn’t bring herself to interrupt me.

I had no intention of stopping either.

“So don’t expect me to do things your original captain used to do for you.”

The former captain might have taken care of them affectionately, but I’m different.

I’m taking in the Dura’han not for their sake, but for my own safety.

“If what you want is your old captain…”

[Our current Captain is our Captain.]

Nadab spoke hurriedly in an uncharacteristically urgent voice. Following that, Jigol also jumped up and answered.

[Captain, Captain! Captain is our captain!]

[Master, I apologize for offending you with insolent words and actions!]

Even Tristan flew around frantically apologizing. Finally, Palides, who had deeply bowed her head, spoke tearfully.

“I’m sorry, Captain. I won’t say such things again, so please don’t abandon me.”

It was a frightened voice. If I could have seen her face, she would probably have been looking at me desperately.

I suddenly became curious about why the Dura’han were panicking so much.

Vaguely guessing it was because of their lost heads, I gently patted Palides’ shoulder.

“I won’t abandon you, so don’t go berserk.”

My mood had just improved after visiting the clothing store, and I didn’t want it to sour again.

“You were here… Why is the atmosphere like this?”

Just then, Jeon and Samuel came out of the clothing store.

Jeon looked back and forth between me and Palides with a puzzled expression. I quickly waved my hand at him and swiftly grabbed Nadab’s reins.

“It’s nothing. If you’re done, let’s quickly move to the armor shop.”

I was bothered by the presence of the Dura’han following quietly with their spirits completely dampened, but I deliberately ignored it.

That we knew each other in the past? That can’t be right. They must just be mistaken.

* * *

The priests had long called ‘Samuel Bent’ a ‘soul blessed by God.’

It was because of his innate divine power. Samuel’s pure and powerful divine power proved God’s love.

Having grown up in the Temple since childhood, he had access to more information than most high-ranking priests. It was unavoidable for the delicate control of his vast divine power.

In that process, it was natural for Samuel to learn about the Temple’s long history as well.

He still remembers the ancient legend records covered in pale dust that he saw in the record storage room beneath the Grand Temple.

He could clearly recall the story of the Twelve Sinners written there as well.

To Samuel, who couldn’t even imagine rebelling against God, the Twelve Sinners were quite impressive beings.

When Anelli asked about the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, he suddenly thought of the Twelve Sinners, probably because of that.

“…”

Samuel quietly gazed at Anelli’s back as she walked ahead.

‘Did God send the Reviver to judge the Twelve Primordial Sinners?’

Then the ‘rampant evil’ in the oracle refers to those very sinners?

Though he had many questions, he quietly kept them to himself.

Anelli didn’t trust Samuel, and the beings guarding Anelli weren’t favorable toward him either.

Excessive curiosity beyond necessity would only heighten their wariness.

The hostility from the other party wasn’t actually surprising.

What was surprising, however, was that Samuel also found the beings around Anelli quite disagreeable.

This was an uncharacteristically one-sided emotion for him.

When Anelli asked him to subdue Palides without hurting her, he had felt a rebellious urge to do the exact opposite. This was even before he knew Palides’ true identity.

This emotion that even he couldn’t understand continued right up to this very moment.

‘But if they found out about this, they’d immediately want to part ways.’

At least I shouldn’t show my feelings outwardly. Making that resolution, Samuel put on the demeanor of a faithful and obedient Knight.

They had finished all their business and were returning home. Unlike when they went out, they moved swiftly on the way back, so they were able to cross the manor gate quickly.

“You’ve returned.”

As they entered the lobby, the butler who had been waiting approached them.

“The Master said to tell you that he’s in the middle of finishing work.”

Anelli nodded weakly. Despite only having visited the clothing store and armor shop, her face looked completely exhausted.

After confirming that the butler who delivered the message had withdrawn, Anelli pressed her forehead and turned around.

“I need to rest for a bit.”

Samuel asked in a blunt voice behind her back.

“With that monster?”

Palides’ shoulders flinched as he was about to follow Anelli as if it were natural. Looking at Anelli’s expression, it seemed she didn’t even know Palides had been following her.

After seeming to think for a moment, she nodded nonchalantly.

“Yeah. These guys will always be with me. So if you want to continue traveling together, stop finding fault. I trust monsters more than you, both then and now.”

It was Jeon who reacted to Anelli’s indifferent reply. He pointed at Samuel in shock.

“Wait, continue traveling together? You’re going to keep traveling with this Holy Knight?”

“There’s information I need to hear from Samuel Bent. Now I’m really going inside to rest.”

Anelli briefly explained with an annoyed expression and walked away with the bunting on her shoulder.

The black dot-like bumblebee followed behind, making a loud noise. Palides quickly followed as well.

“Hah…”

Samuel clicked his tongue briefly at the sight. They were so noisy that he couldn’t help but notice even if he wanted to ignore them.

No matter how they disguised themselves, they were all monsters. Including that black horse that would be in the stable, of course.

‘Seeing that it has no head, it’s probably…’

“No, why are you traveling with us?”

His thoughts were interrupted by Jeon’s irritated question. Samuel looked up indifferently.

“Didn’t she just say so? There’s information I need to hear.”

“Then you could just tell me right now.”

“Once your business with me is finished, you’ll run away again, so there’s no way you’d tell me obediently.”

“…Is it okay for a Holy Knight of the Temple to act so cunningly?”

Bewilderment appeared on Jeon’s face. Samuel turned away from him indifferently as he crossed his arms and started walking.

“Don’t even think about doing anything foolish!”

Samuel, who was heading to his assigned room, stopped abruptly. When he glanced back, his eyes met Jeon’s, who was glaring at him coldly.

A mage belonging to the Magic Tower.

As Samuel remembered, Jeon had definitely been traveling with Anelli from before.

His magic power was sealed, so what use could she have for employing him? From what he observed nearby, it didn’t seem like he provided any particularly great service either.

“Your true intentions are what’s suspicious.”

“What did you say?”

What use could he possibly be? No matter how much Samuel pondered, he couldn’t come up with any reasonable guess.

Anelli had definitely said she wouldn’t keep people by her side. She was the woman who rejected all those earnest pleas for just an escort and summoned a wyvern instead.

If she needed someone for odd jobs, was there a particular reason she had to keep that guy by her side?

‘From now on, I’ll be traveling with her, so there’s no need…’

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