Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 55

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Chapter 55

“I have a clear reason to stay by that person’s side. But you don’t have any convincing justification at all.”

“I was hired by Lady Anelli…”

“If I offered you three times the amount you’re supposed to receive and told you to leave right now.”

Samuel narrowed his eyes.

“Would you do it?”

Jeon’s lips twisted crookedly.

“Ha, do you even have the ability to pay that amount?”

“Of course it’s possible. If you’d leave for that, I’d gladly pay even more.”

Jeon erased the sneer that had been lingering and fell silent with an indifferent face. As if contemplating Samuel’s proposal, he paused for a moment before suddenly asking a question.

“Why do you find the beings around Lady Anelli so irritating?”

“What?”

“You look like you want to get rid of Lady Anelli’s subordinates immediately. You’re even being hostile to me, just a hired hand.”

Despite his light tone, Jeon’s golden eyes had darkened ominously.

“It’s almost like you’re jealous.”

A faint sneer crossed Samuel’s previously expressionless face.

“That’s insane.”

“Yeah, I think so too. Looking at Lady Anelli’s attitude, you two are clearly nothing to each other.”

Strictly speaking, Jeon’s assessment wasn’t wrong. But for some reason, Samuel felt an unpleasant rage flare up inside him like fire.

“Just because she’s a Reviver, you’re being way too persistent, aren’t you? It even seems like you didn’t report coming here to the Temple.”

If he had reported to the Temple, it couldn’t be this peaceful and quiet. Jeon’s face was annoying as he added that.

“So from my perspective, I can’t help but want to help a companion who’s caught the attention of some crazy Holy Knight, even out of goodwill.”

“Goodwill?”

Without erasing his sneer, Samuel replied coldly.

“If it’s simple curiosity, you’d better pull out quickly. Even the Magic Tower’s protection has its limits.”

Jeon didn’t respond. Since he had no intention of hearing his answer anyway, Samuel strode across the lobby.

Though his face was expressionless, he couldn’t hide his jaw that was bulging with tension. Samuel’s gray eyes stared coldly ahead.

He had met Anelli at most three times. There wasn’t enough emotion built up to warrant jealousy or anything like that.

“Ha.”

Samuel let out a hollow laugh.

It really was ridiculous nonsense.

* * *

A workshop filled with all sorts of miscellaneous items.

Someone’s head suddenly popped up from among the piled papers and objects with magic circles drawn on them. It was Dekin, with dark circles under his eyes extending down to his cheeks.

Dekin, who had confirmed the workshop door opening without a knock, shouted irritably.

“I told you I’d move up the date as much as possible to accommodate you!”

He was about to yell at his younger brother who had suddenly appeared to get out immediately. If only Jeon hadn’t called him.

“Brother.”

What did that bastard just say?

Dekin’s widened eyes took in Jeon’s rigidly hardened expression.

“What is it, what’s wrong?”

At his younger brother’s ominous momentum, Dekin also seriously hardened his face. As Dekin awkwardly got up, Jeon strode toward him and rapidly poured out words.

“You know the magic power seal release formula, right? You did it when you ran away from home before.”

“What?”

“I need it now.”

Dekin unconsciously gaped.

“…You do know that’s an unauthorized formula, right?”

Dekin had been a troublemaker with a long history since his days entering the Magic Tower. So acting on his own without the Magic Tower’s permission wasn’t particularly surprising.

But what about his younger brother? Their Teacher always sighed while looking at the brothers, saying ‘How can they be so completely opposite?’ That’s how exemplary and trouble-free a disciple of the Magic Tower he was.

“The Magic Tower won’t approve the release. I can’t wait indefinitely.”

He was the type who complained verbally but never disobeyed their Teacher’s words.

Dekin, who had been staring blankly at Jeon in speechlessness, asked with a sense of foreboding.

“Is this because of that woman you’re traveling with?”

“…The world is dangerous, so yeah. I have to protect myself, don’t I.”

My goodness, it really is because of that fierce woman! He had thought it was strange when this guy who never contacted him suddenly brought a guest!

“If the Elders find out, you’ll be expelled.”

“I’m a talent of the Magic Tower, so I won’t be expelled. Do you think I’m you, brother?”

Dekin flared up at his younger brother’s gaze looking at him as if he were pathetic.

“Hey, even if you’re Teacher’s disciple!”

“Rules broken to save one’s life in urgent situations are subject to extenuating circumstances.”

Of course such an exception clause exists. But does he know that the subjects to which that exception clause applies are extremely limited?

Dekin frowned and asked.

“Did you pass the test?”

At Dekin’s question, Jeon hesitated. He averted his gaze obliquely and unnecessarily swept up his bangs.

“The trial training was the final test. But since Teacher told me to stop first, he’ll probably count it as a pass.”

“So you’re saying you didn’t actually pass?”

“Who else is there to succeed that old man besides me anyway?”

Jeon retorted somewhat forcefully. It was probably a conclusion that didn’t reflect the Teacher’s and Elders’ opinions at all, but Dekin couldn’t bring himself to deny it.

In fact, his younger brother was quite excellent, perhaps very excellent, honestly a mage anyone would acknowledge and the Mage Tower Master’s top disciple.

“I’m the next Mage Tower Master, so what would they say if I unsealed my magic power a bit to save my life.”

Jeon continued grumbling to no one in particular, then held out his palm to Dekin.

“So, the formula.”

“But did you entrust the formula to me?”

“I’ll pay whatever price you name.”

After a moment of silence, Dekin sighed and pulled out a calculator.

He was the older brother after all, and even if their relationship wasn’t good, he couldn’t turn away from his younger brother’s request.

“So how much were the material costs and labor costs when I was researching this…”

Despite his slow muttering, his fingers tapping the calculator were very swift.

“…!”

Thus, it didn’t take long for unidentifiable curses and accusations to run rampant in Dekin’s workshop.

Of course, the few employees of the mansion paid no attention to this noise at all.

* * *

After breakfast, I received the completed magic device. It was an accessory with twelve gems attached to a long, thin metal string.

“Think of the gems as rooms. When a living being enters, the color changes.”

The activation method was simple and it worked well, and it could be worn as a necklace or bracelet according to convenience.

Of course, I already had many things hanging around my neck and arms… I had no choice.

Watching me fumble to wrap those around my wrist, Jeon muttered as if to himself.

“You’re rich in bracelets.”

Rather than truly envying, he seemed to be clicking his tongue at the sight of me struggling to wear bracelets of different shapes.

Regardless, I sent the Dura’han into the separate space dimension one by one with an expectant face.

Though they all disliked going in, they reluctantly occupied one gem space each.

Finally, when everyone except Nadab had disappeared, the noisy environment became very comfortable.

“You’ve finished checking the function, right?”

Dekin, who had confirmed the magic device was working normally, waved his hand with delight.

“We don’t provide lunch, so please leave now.”

Dekin’s face was very refreshed as he issued the eviction order as if he’d been waiting. Beyond simple relief, he even looked happy somewhere.

“Finally the mansion will be quiet!”

He grinned at Jeon while saying that, but for some reason Jeon’s expression crumpled.

“The free repair period is one year, so don’t forget and keep to the timeframe, customer!”

Dekin escorted us to the gate, mentioning the repair period no one had asked about.

“….”

Jeon glared at him resentfully, then turned his back without even saying goodbye.

Did he lose money last night or something? I was looking at Jeon with confusion when Samuel suddenly spoke up.

“What is our final destination?”

“I’m not going to tell you.”

The truth was, I didn’t really have any particular destination in mind.

“Since we’re traveling together anyway, couldn’t you tell me?”

“I said I’d let you accompany us, but I never said I’d tell you our destination.”

Samuel looked displeased at my firm refusal, but he didn’t press further. I pretended not to notice and grabbed Nadab’s reins.

“Are we really traveling together? Really?”

Before mounting my horse, I was taking one last look at the map when Jeon quietly approached and whispered.

Jeon’s eyes were full of distrust as he glanced at Samuel, who was silently checking his own horse.

“He said he won’t call the search party.”

“What promise can’t be made with words? Is that information you need to hear really that important?”

“It’s Temple history, so I need to hear it from someone involved.”

“What if he lies?”

“He promised not to.”

“How can you believe that? All Temple bastards are scheming scoundrels.”

I answered without taking my eyes off the map.

“He swore an oath to God.”

This morning, before receiving the magical device from Dekin, I had made a clear agreement with Samuel.

Samuel swore an oath to God that in exchange for accompanying us, he would tell me everything he knew honestly. He made it impossible not to believe him.

“He could lie even after swearing to God.”

Feeling absurd, I unconsciously looked up at Jeon. Seeing his endlessly serious golden eyes, I could feel that he genuinely distrusted Samuel.

“…Jeon. If a priest lies after swearing to God, they receive divine punishment.”

“Divine punishment, heavenly retribution—I don’t believe in such unrealistic karma.”

“It’s not heavenly retribution, but in the worst cases they actually lose their divine power. There are real examples.”

The reason I knew this was because those real examples were related to the Imperial House’s history.

It was the story of a priest who had developed an inappropriate relationship with royalty and used Temple authority for personal gain.

At my explanation, Jeon opened his mouth as if dumbfounded.

“To think such an absurd phenomenon is possible—truly an irrational and arbitrary group.”

Well, I’m an unrealistic existence standing right in front of you.

Just as I was about to remind him of that fact, Samuel, who had quietly finished preparing to leave, interjected with a cold voice.

“Those are not words for an ignorant fool who fails to recognize God’s grace to say. Don’t you know that even the magic power you possess is strength bestowed by God?”

“Magic power is a force of nature that accumulates based on a constitution with magical affinity. So it’s something our parents passed down to us, not God.”

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