I’m Hunting My Enemy - Chapter 102

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102. Yosua (2)

“Agathos is not affected by Rkultu’s power.”

Mos had been with the god and Ryuie in his dreams. And sometimes he was alone with the god until Ryuie fell asleep.

‘I’ve also discovered something.’

Due to an inexplicable desperation, Mos confessed all his suspicions to Ryuie.

“And Rkultu is also unaffected by Agathos’s power.”

“If gods cannot interfere with each other, then we are the only weapons that can kill each other?”

“Yes.”

Only humans can kill gods.

Mos felt a cruel joy at this fact.

“Miss, you came here to betray Agathos, didn’t you?”

Ryuie smiled with an ecstatic expression unlike any other in the world. For a moment, Mos was confused, wondering if he had praised something about Ryuie exceptionally well.

As if bestowing praise, Ryuie bent her waist.

When she came close to his ear, Mos’s face turned red. Ryuie whispered.

“Is Agathos listening to this conversation too?”

His heart, which had been beating excitedly just moments before, froze instantly.

Mos couldn’t answer. He didn’t know the correct answer himself.

“He’s probably listening. Then know this. I want to kill Rkultu.”

Ryuie said while placing her arm on Mos’s head, just like in the dream.

“I can’t forgive anything that interferes with my life. I’ll definitely collect payment too. I’m quite greedy, you know.”

Ryuie’s voice resonated in Mos’s ear.

“So if you want to kill another god, you’d better tell me the proper method. If you’re scared of dying yourself, you won’t gain anything.”

“Y-yes.”

“Good.”

Ryuie vigorously patted Mos’s shoulder like treating a new recruit. Mos felt ticklish all over his body.

Even with all this, how could he say he didn’t love Ryuie?

I swear, if you’re listening.

Ryuie straightened her back again.

“Since I’ve returned, we should advance tomorrow. Thank you for preparing everything in advance.”

“N-no. I didn’t do it myself.”

“Mos, I’d like you to take charge of this place. We can’t leave the rear empty.”

“Yes, Ryuie.”

Mos answered obediently like a gentle sheep. Ryuie’s eyes curved round for a moment, but it wasn’t a look of love and affection—it was the gaze of looking at a subordinate she had expectations for.

Still, Mos was satisfied.

* * *

“Ohen! Ohen!”

Benito, who had been watching Ryuie and Mos meet with his eyes closed, felt regretful.

‘I want to watch it again.’

The conversation had ended long ago, but Agathos could cut out any memory he wanted and replay it repeatedly.

Mos’s confusion and transformation were truly delicious.

Still, he couldn’t abandon the person looking for Ohen.

He had to deceive the humans who still knew nothing a little longer.

For everything to proceed smoothly.

Agathos, who had been in Benito’s form, instantly changed his skin to Ohen’s appearance.

The grotesque transformation he had shown Ryuie was just to tease her a little.

‘Ryuie might even be able to directly touch me while I’m transforming. No, it would be fine even if we got mixed together.’

Agathos’s thoughts automatically stimulated part of his brain to release hormones. Experiencing the chemical changes transmitted from the human body, Agathos was delighted.

Creating multiple human images that would tremble and fear in terror just from imagination, Agathos brought out Ohen’s voice.

“Come in.”

Soon after, angry nobles burst in on Ohen.

“Advancing tomorrow! And even entrusting all authority directly to Ryuie?! Are you in your right mind!”

“They are originally the Duke’s daughter’s knight order.”

“Ha!”

“What about the other mages? The priests! Even all the guards we brought have been reorganized! We naturally thought we would be commanding them!”

“Didn’t you all see it? Is there anyone more suitable than her, who received divine revelation from the sky and descended?”

Though it was my direction, of course.

“Ha. Then is Ryuie supposed to be the new saintess?”

“Surely Saintess Agasa didn’t die in the Republic, did she?”

Wrong deductions poured out wildly.

The nobles were at a level below suspecting Ohen’s identity—they didn’t even know of Agathos’s existence.

In other words, they were just supporting characters.

Ohen responded cheerfully.

“If that were true, what greater justification could there be in a holy war?”

“Don’t even mention holy war! Do you know which city Ryuie has decided to attack?”

As if finally getting to the main point, the noble shouted indignantly. Ohen played along.

“Where is it?”

“The capital! That crazy young lady has decided to attack our Empire’s temple instead of the Republic!”

“!”

Ohen’s eyes widened for the first time, having naturally expected her to attack the Republic first.

‘Why?’

‘Ah. Because Yosua has regained his original body.’

‘She’s decided to attack the capital because she’s afraid he won’t come looking for her and will run away instead. To make it so Yosua has no choice but to follow.’

‘The hostages are family. The Empire. The Imperial Court.’

‘She wants confirmation that Yosua is alive? How pitiful. Because she had feelings of love. She still can’t trust him.’

Suddenly his stomach felt ticklish. Ohen’s cheeks puffed up as if crumpling in all directions, then he burst out with uncontrollable laughter.

“Aha, ahahaha!”

“…?”

The nobles hesitated as the laughter of a young man suddenly poured out from the old man’s body.

It was a bizarre scene.

Every time Ohen laughed, his wrinkled cheeks shook, revealing what seemed like the skin of a young body underneath.

The nobles, their spines chilled, took a step back.

Like fools who had finally realized what they had gotten themselves into.

“Gentlemen, follow Ryuie’s plan.”

He spoke in a tone that was no longer Ohen’s or Benito’s.

“She has made a perfect plan, and love is reason enough for war. You should gather your forces and participate in this holy war.”

“Wh-what are you saying!”

“Are you telling us to become traitors!”

“Because only then can you receive favor from the god who will return.”

He spoke excitedly.

“Ryuie is now gathering her past suitors to go find her current husband. Don’t you understand? This myth? This war of the gods? Ah. You wouldn’t understand.”

Agathos still giggled like a child, and the nobles suffered from an indescribable unpleasantness once again.

Clearly when Ryuie conversed with him, he seemed like an ordinary priest, so why does he appear so bizarre to us? How did Ryuie endure it?

Questions rose to their throats.

“I should go carve some wooden horses.”

Agathos, once again in Ohen’s form, hummed as he disappeared.

The stunned nobles only flinched mechanically, unable to react like fragile beasts before a predator.

“What kind of carving can a blind man do….”

Someone muttered that, and only then did the nobles gradually begin to grasp what they had encountered.

It was not human.

* * *

Ryuie gave orders skillfully, as if she hadn’t been away for long.

The knights were a little surprised by Ryuie, who no longer showed any attachment to the swamp or the Republic where the Saintess had been captured, but they didn’t show it outwardly.

Because Ryuie seemed more confident than ever.

“It’s good that the artists haven’t fled yet. I’ll draw you an accurate map of the capital, so each of you should memorize your entry routes well.”

“If it’s the secret passages you used when you attended school, they would have been blocked long ago.”

“Yeah. It’s fine. I made a few more after I became an adult. That’s what went out as miscellaneous expenses from my spending.”

“The Empress was remarkably permissive.”

“She used them occasionally too.”

The knights nodded without complaint.

One of them respectfully held out a letter to Ryuie.

“And miss, the Duke has sent word.”

“Father has?”

Ryuie’s movements, which had been flowing smoothly, slowed for the first time.

Looking at the fine stationery with slight displeasure, Ryuie tore off the ducal seal with her hands without using a paper knife.

The letter’s contents were brief.

[As you probably know, I trust you.]

Ryuie chuckled and rolled up the letter.

There was only one reason why the Duke of Greatone would send such a letter at this time.

“Oh, and additional message. Our father is also participating in the war to stop me. So make sure to establish secret codes or signs among yourselves so you don’t get confused on the battlefield.”

“?!”

“That’s all.”

Ryuie, who had now cleanly turned even the ducal house away from its heir, threw her father’s letter into the torch.

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