Don’t Look for the Resurrected Villainess - Chapter 94

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Chapter 94

 

Come to think of it, Prisian Sister was the same. After I died, she said Lilia suddenly couldn’t make prophecies anymore. That something was strange.

 

Turns out there were many things she was hiding too.

 

If that girl is Birth’s representative, there must have been a predetermined flow of life. Was my resurrection included in that flow?

 

‘If so, she wouldn’t have taken everything from me like that.’

 

Unless she was trying to win my favor in advance, like how she won over Prisian Sister.

 

The fact that her prophecies suddenly stopped was most likely because of me. More precisely, it was because Death’s representative appeared.

 

Since Birth and Death opposed each other in the beginning, Death is now interfering with Birth’s work and disrupting it.

 

‘If the Goddess of the Night resurrected me, then what about the oracle?’

 

The current Temple has accepted a history closer to Birth’s perspective as orthodox. Then was the oracle they received also given by Birth? If that’s the case.

 

When they said evil was rampant and they would send a reviver, did they mean ‘the rampant evil will send you a reviver’? So you should oppose that reviver?

 

Goosebumps rose on my arms for a moment. Whether it’s true or not, if they interpret and claim it that way, there’s nothing stopping them.

 

“Ha…”

 

What would have happened if the oracle wasn’t ambiguous? I almost became the rampant evil right after resurrection, didn’t I?

 

I found myself reflecting on how I used to curse the Creator’s ambiguous way of speaking. I should never do that again.

 

“But wait. When you think about it, calling me a reviver of the Creator isn’t exactly wrong either.”

 

The right corner of my mouth curled up slightly.

 

That’s because I’m Death’s representative, aren’t I? Even though I don’t remember and it doesn’t feel real.

 

Anyway, Death brought me back to life, and Death is also the Goddess of the Night, so saying I’m a reviver of the Creator isn’t wrong.

 

‘It’s also true that I’m acting on behalf of a god…’

 

It’s just that the god is Death, not Birth, but who would know the inside story? The only person who might clash with me is Lilia.

 

‘Does that girl understand this entire situation?’

 

Now the problem is this. How much does Lilia know?

 

I recalled the Lilia I met at Maxel’s palace earlier.

 

If she knew the inside story, she would have tried to stop my actions, but so far there didn’t seem to be any particular signs of that.

 

Of course, her feelings toward me seemed bad, but she didn’t seem to be acting based on prior knowledge of something.

 

‘If she knew something, she would have stopped the resurrection from the start.’

 

If she hadn’t just carelessly left the corpse lying around, I wouldn’t have been able to resurrect.

 

To summarize, that girl is a representative living according to the thread of destiny that Birth has ordained.

 

I don’t know if she’s aware of this herself, but what’s certain is that Death wants to stop it.

 

Also, only by stopping it could my Dura’han find peace.

 

“Not only humans but even gods won’t leave me alone.”

 

Since we’re clearly in opposition, even if I try to avoid friction, the other side will definitely keep pestering me.

 

‘Well, seeing how they use representatives, it seems gods basically can’t intervene easily.’

 

If we’re going to clash anyway, it’s better to gain the upper hand early and deal with it.

 

For instance, now, when I’m being praised from the absolute advantage of being a reviver of the Creator. When everyone around me is desperate to win my favor.

 

“It’s not a bad timing at all.”

 

If I first destroy what Lilia has achieved so far, that would be interfering with the thread of destiny, right?

 

While doing that, I’ll search for the key somewhere in the Imperial Palace, and complete the incomplete authority…

 

‘Completing the authority… I’ll think about that later. For now, let me think about dealing with this immediate moment.’

 

That’s when it happened.

 

Knock knock.

 

“Princess, we’ll help you dress before you go to the banquet hall.”

 

Only after hearing the maids’ voices from outside the door did I realize that more time had passed than I thought.

 

I checked the table clock on the shelf above the fireplace and lifted my sprawled body.

 

“Come in.”

 

The fact that I had to stand on this stage again was nauseating, but I wasn’t particularly afraid.

 

The factors that led to past failures don’t exist in me now, and the power that girl had to win also doesn’t exist now.

 

This body had studied to become Empress and rule for life. All I had to do was put what I learned into practice.

 

With that, I will be victorious.

 

* * *

 

The banquet was boring.

 

However, it wasn’t without gain. I heard unexpected information from Heinrih, who occupied a seat at the far end of the table.

 

He, who had hardly had a chance to talk with me, whispered to me just before leaving the banquet hall after the meal was completely over.

 

“The necklace is beautiful.”

 

Anyone who didn’t know would have thought it was a clumsy attempt to win my favor. But I knew the identity of the necklace he was talking about.

 

“It would be more brilliant if it shone.”

 

But this necklace is a magic tool, and this is inside the Imperial Palace?

 

Heinrih gave me a faint smile as I suppressed my bewilderment. The meaning was clear.

 

“A magic tool that won’t be detected even when used…”

 

Come to think of it, when I contacted Heinrih, I should have found it strange that he received my contact so casually.

 

It means that even though his magic tool operated, the mages of the Imperial Palace didn’t know.

 

Even after returning to my bedroom, I fiddled with the necklace for a long time before carefully activating the magic tool.

 

Outside the door was quiet. The silence was so ridiculous that I had worried the guards would rush in saying they detected a magical reaction.

 

—Anelli?

 

Heinrih’s voice came from the glowing jewel.

 

—Fortunately, you understood what I meant. I was originally going to visit you tonight, but since so many things happened today, I thought you might be tired.

 

“How is this possible?”

 

—What do you mean?

 

“This magic tool. It doesn’t seem to be registered with the Imperial Magic Department.”

 

—Ah, that’s right.

 

Heinrih paused for a moment. Then he answered in a calm voice.

 

—The one who made that magic tool was a mage who was my close associate. He was a very capable person. That’s a magic tool that uses such a small amount of mana that the mages in the palace can’t detect it.

 

The mage who was his close associate must be referring to Dekin.

 

Since he once worked under Heinrih and stayed in the Imperial Palace, it wasn’t strange that he created a magic tool suited to this environment.

 

If I had to nitpick, it would be why he made such a sophisticated magic tool for a prince who had already fallen from grace.

 

“It sounds like the purpose was clear from the manufacturing intent.”

 

—…It’s as you suspect.

 

I narrowed my eyes and stared at the communication stone.

 

“So your initial approach to me was indeed a move for the future…”

 

—That was never intentional! No, there was intent, but not the kind of political intent you’re thinking of!

 

Just from the urgent voice that followed, I could tell how surprised Heinrih was right now.

 

But how would I know if this was all an act? A distrustful exclamation naturally came from my mouth.

 

“Aha.”

 

—Of course you wouldn’t believe it. Ha, there’s no other way to explain it.

 

“You certainly haven’t given up.”

 

—That’s… true. I almost gave up, but I didn’t.

 

He answered in a resigned voice.

 

“You accept it easily.”

 

—Because you’re no longer Maxel’s fiancée.

 

“And now you’re no longer in such a weak position that you have to hide?”

 

When I asked lightly, he didn’t continue speaking. I thought I heard a shallow sigh, then a low voice came.

 

—If you show such cleverness, I won’t want to let you go.

 

“I’ll restrain myself.”

 

At my immediate answer, a small laugh came from the other side.

 

Hearing that, I felt the nerves that had been on edge ever since coming to the Imperial Palace relax a little.

 

It was also thanks to the few meetings I had outside that made me accept Heinrih comfortably.

 

Having someone I could call an ally in this Imperial Palace was a greater comfort than I thought.

 

I looked down at the communication stone for a moment, then whispered in a much softer tone.

 

“If you intended to deceive everyone, it’s excellent acting. Maxel won’t even suspect.”

 

I don’t know what the Emperor is thinking, but… at least Maxel will be completely oblivious.

 

It wouldn’t be bad to see Heinrih actually turn the tables and watch Maxel get stuck in the mud.

 

Even though he became Crown Prince, there’s no law saying he can’t be deposed, right?

 

Originally, I was so fed up with everything that I planned to never even think about the Imperial Palace or high society, but if I had to get involved against my will, I absolutely didn’t want to get involved in a way that would help Maxel.

 

As I was rubbing my chin and seriously considering this problem, I heard a clearing throat from the communication stone that had been quiet.

 

―Ahem. If it’s alright, I’d appreciate it if you could give compliments in person next time.

 

I hadn’t really intended it as a compliment. I was just stating an objective fact.

 

“Well… if there’s an occasion to compliment you, I’ll keep that in mind.”

 

―Even that response makes me happy.

 

Hearing his excited voice gave me a strange feeling. Suddenly, someone’s face came to mind—someone who used to laugh and cry easily.

 

…Jeon used to show all kinds of emotions in front of me too.

 

He’s probably worrying and pacing around right now, isn’t he? He wouldn’t even know that I’ve moved to the Imperial Palace.

 

Since he’s in the deep mountains, he’d hear rumors about a Reviver appearing at the Imperial Palace late.

 

Of course, Samuel would have noticed my location, but it was uncertain whether he would share my whereabouts with Jeon. Those two fought like sworn enemies.

 

‘It would be nice if I could send Jeon a simple greeting.’

 

While thinking that, I suddenly remembered Dekin, Jeon’s older brother. And who he serves.

 

“Actually, I met a mage named Dekin.”

 

When I suddenly changed the subject, Heinrih calmly composed his voice.

 

―Ah, I see.

 

“That mage is one of Your Highness’s retainers, correct?”

 

―It would be pointless to deny it at this point. That’s correct. Actually… I heard from him that he met you. He thought he was one of my subordinates because of the necklace I gave him.

 

This meant he communicated with Dekin even without meeting directly. So there was a reason why Dekin didn’t fall for Maxel’s persuasion.

 

“Do you contact him often?”

 

―More precisely, he contacts me. He has the same necklace as the one you have.

 

“Does he contact you often? Will he contact you again soon?”

 

At my eager questioning, Heinrih asked back with a puzzled tone.

 

―Why is that? Do you have business with him?

 

“Actually… I’d like to send news to my employer through him. My employer is his younger brother, and since they’re blood relatives, I thought there might be a way to contact him.”

 

―Your employer—you mean the one who calls you by name?

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