I’m Hunting My Enemy - Chapter 110

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110. Sanctuary (5)

Bang bang bang bang!

The people who had flocked like clouds all climbed up the massive central stairs of the temple, pounding their fists against the temple doors.

“Open up!”

“Open it right now!”

“Please save us!”

Originally, the Cathedral in the Capital was connected by central stairs as high as an adult’s waist and side stairs with controlled access.

Those who were sick or wanted to make vows would enter and leave the temple with the priests’ permission.

The wall separating the aristocratic district from the commoner district was connected to the temple, acting like a massive gateway.

Usually they feared and revered the temple where the god’s gaze was said to linger longest, not even daring to step on the central stairs carelessly.

But with an evil, chaos-spreading god chasing them from behind, everyone suddenly acquired the spirit of explorers climbing cliffs.

Adults and children alike tried desperately to get even a little closer to god.

However, the temple doors were firmly shut.

“We’re going to die at this rate!”

“An evil god is chasing us!”

“That witch is right behind us!”

“Please just open the door!”

The noise of desperately pounding on the stone doors was driving those inside the temple crazy too.

If they opened the doors and Agatos’s minions invaded, they had no idea how to protect Rkultu without the Saintess present.

Since even as priests, they didn’t know how to kill a god.

Yet blocking a god with stone doors wouldn’t make them particularly safe either.

Their helpless anxiety only made them refuse blindly.

When the priests’ anxiety combined with the anxiety of the commoners who had flocked out, the effect expanded even more.

“If you’re priests, shouldn’t you protect us!”

“Lord Rkultu!”

“You took vows too!”

“The god protects us, so how can priests refuse us!”

The priests only looked at the doors with gloomy faces. The sound of people pounding grew louder and louder, as if it might collapse the stone itself.

Then a priest with a crow on his shoulder came running from the center.

“Orders from His Highness.”

“Orders from His Highness!”

The priest and the magically enchanted crow shouted simultaneously.

All the priests inside the temple were startled.

“He orders the temple doors to be opened immediately!”

“Open the doors! Open the doors!”

The crow’s cawing voice combined with the human voice, making the words clearly audible even through the muffled noise.

“Wait!”

“Orders from His Highness, not His Majesty?”

“Maintain order and let everyone into the temple! Don’t block the Duke’s Yeongae and Agatos from entering either!”

Watching the priest and crow continue to relay Yosua’s orders, the priests fell into confusion.

“Isn’t Agatos the very god trying to kill Lord Rkultu!”

“How can he order us to let him in here?”

“Even the Crown Prince has been blinded by love and fallen for another god’s temptation!”

The priests murmured among themselves.

Even the priest who had brought the crow messenger looked at the crow with eyes full of suspicion.

Then the eyes of the black beast, still connected to Yosua, gleamed as it conveyed the Crown Prince’s words.

“Gods do not fight with human strength.”

The resounding voice echoed through the temple.

“Do you intend to doubt Rkultu now? Can you still call yourselves priests!”

“!”

Only after hearing Yosua’s rebuke did the priests reluctantly decide to open the temple doors.

None of them realized that their patron deity had no interest in such matters right now.

Because the Saintess, who was god’s messenger, wasn’t there to enlighten them.

* * *

‘Too late.’

It was still raining in the swamp.

Seeing that Agatos’s power remained intact, Agasa felt her heart constrict for a moment.

Agasa rode hard in Glem’s body, trying to return to the Empire as quickly as possible.

The Saintess’s effect of being able to cast fatigue recovery spells on beasts as well as humans was tremendous.

But seeing the swamp still raining, Agasa felt great despair.

“Is it really safe for us to go?”

“You’re under my blessing temporarily, so there’s no problem.”

The Republic people were very anxious when crossing the border.

Empire people could cross the border freely, but people from other countries without Rkultu’s protection were cursed.

Fortunately, the Saintess’s prayers still had effect.

The problem was the swamp priests who appeared as soon as they crossed the border.

“We’ve been waiting for you, Agasa.”

Agasa felt complicated emotions upon discovering Mos standing on two feet. He no longer called her Saintess.

“Mos, I had hoped Rkultu’s blessing would be upon you.”

“I’ve already found a new blessing.”

The Republic people anxiously gripped their weapons.

The rain kept falling, making handling gunpowder extremely difficult.

Though there were pre-loaded guns available, the Empire’s priests were famous for saving everyone as long as they didn’t die instantly.

‘In the end, can I only trust the Saintess?’

Agasa spoke.

“Move out of the way. I absolutely must meet Ryuie.”

“Why? To return Glem to her?”

“!”

Agasa flinched for a moment.

Even though they had secretly brought him in a carriage, Mos knew about it as if it were obvious.

Mos’s gaze grew even colder.

“If you also love Ryuie, how can you do such a thing? Aren’t you jealous? Then it’s not real love!”

“…Love isn’t selfish.”

“Don’t try to teach me! I’m a saint now too. I’ve also received God’s choice, gained power, and can pray directly!”

“You mean Agathos?”

Agasa felt the anxiety surrounding the Republic people rapidly growing.

The god they were trying to drive out had already chosen a human representative.

Once the evil god that should have been eliminated surfaced, its influence was spreading uncontrollably like mold.

“Please come to your senses, Mos! That evil god is toying with you!”

“I don’t care. He gave me power.”

“He only gave it to you so you’d suffer more when he takes it away!”

“Even in the Republic, that god’s power was formidable, but in the Empire with its class system, who knows how much greater Agathos’s power will become!”

The Republic people also shouted together. Mos gritted his teeth.

“I don’t care! It’s better than having nothing to lose!”

Despite his claims, his speech was still that of a rough youth, giving Agasa a sense of déjà vu.

It was just like when she first became a Saintess.

‘Foolish and blind. Just like all of us. Just like me.’

When Mos extended his arm, the falling rain stopped and shot upward toward the sky instead.

“God commanded me. You can’t pass. The same goes for you, Saintess.”

“Oh Rkultu God.”

Agasa called upon the god’s name in the same way, drawing up her faith.

“Grant me strength!”

“Agathos!”

Rkultu’s power, summoned by Agasa’s call, pierced through the widely spread raindrops and clashed with Agathos’s power.

* * *

A shock that seemed to shake even the ceiling engulfed the temple.

People who had rushed to the finally opened temple doors succeeded in entering like a swarm of ants.

The pure pressure of the masses was tremendous.

Despite the temple building’s solid appearance, it felt like it might burst open completely.

“Haha!”

Benito held his stomach and laughed. It looked like a spider web driving insects toward the center.

“It’s like a spider’s web. Do you see it, Ryuie?”

“Yeah.”

Ryuie, who had become numb to Benito swinging his tentacles around as he pleased, answered halfheartedly.

“More than that, I need wedding attire.”

“Just say the word.”

“No, wait.”

Ryuie knew well that her usual method of emphasizing high-quality clothing designs and colors wouldn’t work on that stupid god.

Instead, she needed to be picky and act sophisticated in a different direction.

Continuing to walk toward the temple, Ryuie pointed accusingly.

“Don’t even think about covering me in that disgusting purple like you did with Mos. Where the hell do you even get all that stuff?”

“Did touching your hair bother you that much?”

“Even if I went bald, I’d still be more beautiful than you.”

Benito, who had briefly imagined it, nodded in agreement.

“That seems likely.”

“You changed Mos. Do you implant damp, slimy, tough leather chunks into human bodies?”

“In my eyes, humans are exactly those leather chunks.”

“What did you do to him?”

Benito retracted the tentacles that had been greedily grasping the building and came down beside Ryuie.

His expression was slightly suspicious.

“Why are you asking these questions, Ryuie?”

“I’m curious what it will feel like when Rkultu enters me after the wedding ceremony.”

“Hahaha.”

Benito laughed excessively.

“Yosua will answer that for you.”

Benito gently raised his hand.

In front of the temple where the wedding guests had entered, the groom they had been searching for was waiting for Ryuie.

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