Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 80

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Chapter 80

Serious child-father Ganic truly understood the young monster’s heart well. Though it seemed to be perceived more like a doll or toy… if he’s happy with it, what can I do.

“There doesn’t seem to be anything particularly dangerous, so feel free to wander around.”

“But Captain, we need to protect you.”

“You said this place holds memories. Walking around might help your memories return.”

At my words, Palides hesitated for a moment. Then he twisted his body and slyly stepped backward.

“Then I’ll go take a look around briefly. There’s a place I vaguely remember and I want to confirm it…”

[I’ll go too, Captain!]

Palides and Tristan were the first to move somewhere else. Following them, Nadab, who had been exploring, also asked for my permission and turned away.

The sight of the Dura’han looking somewhat excited gave me a strange feeling. Maybe it’s because I’m confirming that these guys are the Twelve Sinners.

Deliberately ignoring my complicated feelings, I turned my head. I had been walking down the first-floor corridor, and at some point had entered the cloister connected to the courtyard.

In the center of the rather desolate courtyard was something that might have been a fountain or a pond.

[Ah!]

The Young Lizardman, spotting the water, jumped in before I could stop it. Thanks to that, Ganic, who had been held in its arms, also fell into the water.

[Uwah, this little one!]

[Gyuu!]

[Uwak, wait! Captain! Ah!]

The Young Lizardman, gripping Ganic’s shell, splashed around playing in the water. Jigol, watching Ganic being shaken frantically with pity, imitated Ganic’s way of speaking and said with feigned dignity.

[Since it’s come to this, just play in the water with it. You need to tire kids out by playing with them so they sleep early.]

[Jigol! Ah, wait!]

“Play well, Ganic.”

[Even the Captain! Wait, baby! Don’t shake so hard! I’m getting motion sick!]

After cheering on Ganic, who was caught in an inescapable snare, Jigol and I quickly turned away. The desperate calls from Ganic behind us must be hallucinations.

[Really, they’re all acting like children, getting excited in a familiar place.]

When we passed through the cloister and reached a place where Ganic’s cries couldn’t be heard, Jigol muttered in an exasperated tone.

Though Jigol himself was constantly looking around too.

This place seemed to be a chapel.

Walking leisurely across the center toward the dais, I casually asked Jigol.

“Aren’t you going to look around?”

[I am the dignified Knight Jigol! I won’t be swayed by mere memories!]

I laughed at Jigol’s rare dignified declaration. When I held out my palm, Jigol quickly perched on it and puffed up his feathers threateningly.

He seemed to be shrugging his shoulders in his own way, but he just looked like a round black ball of fluff.

“Jigol.”

[Yes!]

I stared down at Jigol, who answered spiritedly while looking up at me.

This guy is one of the prophets who betrayed the Creator?

“By any chance, you…”

“Lady Anelli!”

[Oh!]

I trembled greatly at the sudden call. I almost dropped Jigol! It would have been terrible if Jigol’s wings hadn’t healed.

“Oh my, sorry.”

[It’s fine, Captain!]

Jigol, who answered energetically, flew up above the chapel as if to prove he was fine. After confirming his wings were intact and feeling relieved, I frowned and looked back.

The one who had rushed into the chapel was Jeon.

“So suddenly…!”

“Lady Anelli, Lady Anelli!”

The urgency of his call made me miss the timing to get angry. Not even seeing my displeased frown, Jeon exclaimed dramatically.

“Lady Anelli, this place is strange!”

“Hm?”

I forgot about scolding him and seriously hardened my expression. Jeon looked around with a frightened expression, then bowed his head toward me.

His low whispered voice was very serious.

“There are ghosts.”

My tense nerves relaxed helplessly and I sighed. Ghosts, he says.

“I’m serious.”

After staring at his endlessly serious golden eyes, I shook my head and turned around.

“Lady Anelli!”

“Yes, this place is quite old and gloomy.”

I replied dryly and resumed my briefly paused steps.

It’s a place that hasn’t been touched by human hands for a long time, so depending on the person, they might feel an eerie atmosphere. Given how timid Jeon is, such dramatics aren’t surprising.

Looking around again after hearing Jeon’s words, the surroundings were certainly desolate. The dust-covered chairs looked like they’d break if you barely sat on them, and where there should have been a sacred statue in front, only black stains remained.

The cracked murals had faded colors, making it difficult to guess their original forms.

The stained glass that should have shone beautifully in the sunlight was also broken in places. It would have been pretty if it were intact.

“Aren’t you scared, Lady Anelli?”

“No.”

“But I’m scared.”

“So?”

“Could you hold my hand?”

Wondering what nonsense this was, I looked back at Jeon, and he gazed at me with quite pitiful eyes.

“Where did you leave Nesi to come here alone…”

I let out a hollow laugh in bewilderment. About to scold him coldly, I eventually sighed and held out one hand. Jeon, who had been pale with fear, brightened and quickly grasped my hand.

Cool fingers intertwined. It felt like being wrapped by vines.

“By the way, have you looked around everywhere?”

“Around?”

As if hearing it for the first time, he asked back in a puzzled voice.

“You said you’d inspect.”

“Ah, yes.”

“No problems?”

“No.”

His reply seemed somewhat insincere, so I glanced at him, and noticing my gaze, he looked at me. When our eyes met, his eyes curved deeply.

“Why?”

Jeon was usually quite expressive. He showed immediate and clear reactions to even small stimuli.

In that sense, his current smile could be said to be nothing special, but…

For some reason, I felt a sense of unease. As I tilted my head and stared at him, he suddenly led me forward.

“What could this hole be?”

With our hands connected, I was inadvertently led to the dais. I couldn’t notice from far away, but getting close to the dais, I could see the collapsed floor.

The pitch-black hole looked exactly like a giant monster’s maw. The broken floor’s cross-section was sharp and pointed, making it look even more so.

‘It seems like cold air is rising up.’

As I approached, a stone fragment I carelessly kicked with my foot bounced lightly and rolled into the hole.

We reflexively held our breath and listened carefully. No sound of it falling could be heard.

I don’t know if it’s because the fallen stone was small, or because it’s too deep for the sound to be heard.

“I can’t see the bottom. Do you think it’s deep?”

“…Who knows.”

Whether it’s deep or not, I definitely think we shouldn’t fall in. Perhaps noticing my unease, Jeon asked casually.

“Aren’t you curious?”

“Not really.”

There must be a basement below. With such a large hole, the surrounding ground probably isn’t safe either.

I tried to step back immediately, but Jeon was holding me so I couldn’t move away.

“I think you can let go of my hand now.”

“But I’m still scared.”

“Don’t lie. You’re smiling right now.”

Who would believe you when you make that scary face and say you’re afraid.

I was about to shake off his hand after firmly cutting off his whining, when Jigol came fluttering down from looking around the upper part of the chapel. It was perfect timing.

“If you don’t let go, I’ll tell Jigol to peck you with his beak.”

“Aw.”

“I’m serious.”

Thinking this was good, I called Jigol over and threatened him, making Jeon pout his lips. But seeing the laughter in his golden eyes, he didn’t seem truly upset.

He probably thinks I’m just talking nonsense. But I’m being serious.

[Captain?]

“Jigol, are you done looking around?”

[Yes, but Captain.]

Jigol, who had circled around me once, asked in a puzzled voice.

[Who are you talking to?]

“Who else, obviously.”

I paused as I was about to answer carelessly.

‘Who am I talking to?’

I stared intently at Jigol’s black eyes, then slowly turned my gaze. I could see Jeon’s pale, cool hand gripping mine tightly.

Following my gaze up his arm, I could see Jeon’s face smiling brightly.

“I told you so.”

It was the face I thought had gone pale from fear. But looking closely, it wasn’t simply a matter of emotion. His skin looked bloodless and dry, and there were slightly dark shadows under his eyes.

Jeon, no. ‘Something disguised as Jeon’ saw my stiffened expression and smiled even more brightly.

As his unusually long, torn lips moved, a gentle voice rang eerily in my ears.

“I told you there are ghosts here.”

I gasped and hastily shook off that hand.

“Jigol! Transform!”

[Huh? Yes!]

Jigol transformed back into a Dura’han in confusion. The moment I looked up to confirm the Dura’han’s form and was about to point at that thing, telling them to catch it immediately.

In the few seconds I had looked away, it had vanished without a trace.

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Jeon and Samuel were in the Central Lobby that connected directly to the Monastery Entrance.

“Oh, Lady Anelli!”

The moment I saw Jeon waving happily upon spotting me, I unconsciously stopped walking. Seeing me stop awkwardly, Jeon made a puzzled expression.

“What’s wrong?”

“Jeon?”

“Yes?”

“Is it really you?”

“…Yes?”

That dumbfounded response and those blinking golden eyes were definitely Jeon’s. But the fake Jeon I met earlier had also effortlessly mimicked that absent-minded atmosphere.

I looked over Samuel and Jeon’s faces with displeasure, but nothing seemed strange.

However, due to what had just happened, distrust had taken root within me. After hesitating for a moment, I suddenly extended my hand.

“Your hand.”

Though confused by the sudden request, Jeon reflexively placed his hand on my palm.

His bare hand, ungloved since he had removed them to sense mana, was larger and firmer than I expected. It also had a gentle warmth to it.

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