I’m Hunting My Enemy - Chapter 51

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51. Beautiful You (3)

 

“I can’t be certain. But it’s definitely a form I’ve never seen before.”

 

The priest recited prayers several times while examining Mos’s body, but the diagnosis remained unchanged.

 

“If we leave this curse as it is, he may no longer be able to live on earth.”

 

“…!”

 

Mos, stricken with terror, let out a soundless scream. Though he had a mouth, his throat seemed choked, preventing any voice from coming out.

 

The maids surrounded him with devastated hearts. Soon, sobbing sounds began to leak out instead of screams.

 

Ryuie listened to Mos’s wailing with an equally furrowed brow.

 

“As expected, without knowing the exact vow, even offering sacrifices would be useless.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Then can you heal that human?”

 

Ryuie pointed at Benito.

 

“Kneel here.”

 

At Ryuie’s command, Benito immediately knelt before the priest.

 

The way priests treated and healed curses or diseases usually required physical contact along with prayers.

 

So when Dnehi’s priest placed his hand on Benito’s crown and began reciting prayers, everyone was still watching Mos.

 

The beautiful young man cursed with something terrible, surrounded by maids and crying, somehow stirred strange feelings.

 

While the nobles watched the tragedy, Ryuie focused on the priest and Benito.

 

Glem, who had been wary of Benito from the beginning, did the same.

 

The three people formed a triangular formation like those on trial, waiting for the priest’s judgment.

 

“…Ugh?”

 

The priest who had been praying suddenly covered his mouth.

 

“Urgh! Uwek!”

 

“What’s wrong? Why are you like that?”

 

“Are you hurt somewhere?”

 

The priest examining Benito staggered, flailing his arms.

 

“My… my head…”

 

“Hey. Are you okay?”

 

Other priests came to support him, but the priest shook his head weakly.

 

“I… can’t do it. You. Instead.”

 

“What did you see?”

 

“Much… higher-level curse, but somewhat different… ugh.”

 

Eventually, shaking off the support and placing his hands on the floor, the priest vomited.

 

Ryuie’s expression changed at the sudden situation.

 

“Try again.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Though a slightly fearful look crossed his face, another priest placed his hand on Benito’s head.

 

Benito was still grinning foolishly, but no one saw it as innocent anymore. It was eerie.

 

Dnehi, perhaps seeing this for the first time, asked Ryuie with surprised eyes.

 

“What kind of illness does that priest have?”

 

“Memory loss.”

 

“Memory loss causes that kind of reaction?”

 

Dnehi shook his head in disbelief.

 

“That’s a rejection reaction.”

 

“….”

 

Ryuie bit her lower lip hard.

 

No matter how priests could handle different types of wounds and diseases depending on their level.

 

Sometimes they were born different, beyond what priests could dare approach.

 

‘Damn imperial family.’

 

Ryuie wanted to forget all the promises she had made to the Empress at this very moment.

 

The sacred imperial bloodline with Rkultu’s blood flowing through it.

 

Imperial vows and constraints operated more powerfully, and thus were regarded as inviolable principles.

 

Once a vow was made, it was difficult to break, and one was eternally protected by divine power. Even if it was painful by human standards, divine protection would not leave.

 

Just like the situation Ryuie found herself in now.

 

“Kugh?!”

 

The second priest also removed his hand from Benito’s head and clutched his own head.

 

“Ah… aah…!”

 

“What’s wrong!”

 

“Colors… only dizzying colors are visible…”

 

A voice soaked in madness stammered.

 

The priest, trembling finely, shed black tears from his eyes.

 

“!”

 

“Gurgle.”

 

Seeing the priest foaming at the mouth, Dnehi shouted in panic.

 

“Do something about this!”

 

“I’m just an apprentice, so I can’t perform prayers.”

 

Benito, who had brought down two priests while kneeling, spoke in bewilderment.

 

With the situation like this, the nobles could no longer just watch Mos.

 

“What’s happening?”

 

“Isn’t that the priest the Duchess was taking around?”

 

Both the priest lying on the floor and the one being supported couldn’t properly regain their senses.

 

Unlike other nobles, Dnehi, who had been watching the situation from the beginning, quickly understood.

 

“Yeongae, the Duchess of Greatone.”

 

Dnehi quickly whispered to Ryuie, who was narrowing her brow.

 

“For priests to have such rejection reactions, could that priest be someone I know?”

 

Ryuie’s blade-like gaze flew at him instantly, but Dnehi couldn’t hide his glistening eyes despite breaking into a cold sweat.

 

“You didn’t just find the ring, did you?”

 

“….”

 

“Dear god. Even cursed, to have such appearance, such majesty.”

 

Dnehi muttered in an admiring tone.

 

Despite the pouring gazes, Benito remained kneeling.

 

Ryuie replied briefly.

 

“Don’t jump to conclusions.”

 

“Didn’t the Duchess borrow my priest because she was curious about that? You must be almost certain by now?”

 

Dnehi was eager to hear an answer, but Ryuie still said nothing.

 

Clearly, this couldn’t happen unless it was Yosua.

 

‘The betrothal vow hasn’t been broken.’

 

If memory loss and physical transformation were traces of temporarily removing the party from the vow.

 

It made sense that the priests showed such severe rejection reactions.

 

“Benito, stand up.”

 

Ryuie gestured to Benito and positioned him against the wall, quite troubled.

 

‘Even after coming this far, it’s still not enough.’

 

She was just one step short of justification to grab Benito by the neck and drag him before the Empress right now.

 

Even Glem, who had insisted Benito couldn’t be Yosua, was just glaring with his mouth shut, seemingly speechless at what had just occurred.

 

“Do you still hold the same opinion, Glem?”

 

“That man is not your fiancé.”

 

Glem answered immediately.

 

‘How confident of him.’

 

Of course, it could just be that having become lovers, the existence of a fiancé was unwelcome.

 

Ryuie swept her hair back with both hands as if cooling her head.

 

‘Breaking one engagement shouldn’t be this difficult.’

 

Ryuie, who had organized her thoughts a bit more calmly, made a decision.

 

“Count Dnehi. I’m going to borrow those two collapsed priests for a bit longer.”

 

“I don’t mind, but what are you going to use them for?”

 

“If we add the testimony of two priests, even the Saintess won’t be able to ignore my request anymore, right?”

 

Dnehi, who had been blinking, slowly understood her meaning and was horrified.

 

“Don’t tell me you’re planning to summon even her here?! How dare you?”

 

“Using the adverb ‘dare’ with me.”

 

“It’s warranted! You’re talking about bringing the Saintess here!”

 

“We can fix Mos Bridge while we’re at it. It’s perfect.”

 

Suddenly, Mos’s crying stopped.

 

Even as the priests were making a fuss touching Benito, hope gradually appeared on his face, which had still been sniffling.

 

“Really…? The Saintess?”

 

“Are you happy, Mos?”

 

“Of course I’m happy!”

 

Mos, who had brightened up immediately, clasped his hands together in ecstasy.

 

He seemed convinced that his leg would definitely be healed once the Saintess arrived.

 

And rightfully so, since the Saintess was the most powerful priest currently existing in the Empire.

 

Any curses and vows lower than the Saintess could all be broken.

 

‘And perhaps Benito too.’

 

The root of Ryuie’s tongue turned bitter.

 

The night she had approached the Saintess and failed.

 

Ryuie had asked the Saintess to break the betrothal vow.

 

The Saintess, who had come to treat Ryuie, refused the request with words that were utterly incomprehensible. In the end, Ryuie gave up on the Saintess.

 

And even failed lovers tend to become awkward after parting ways.

 

Of course, Ryuie couldn’t have such hesitation.

 

‘Even if she can’t break the betrothal vow, she should at least be able to restore Yosua to his original state.’

 

Benito, who had been standing against the wall, kept grinning and then stomped his foot at people who sneakily approached.

 

Then the nobles hastily retreated, thinking they would suffer the same fate as the priest.

 

Not knowing that he was just an apprentice priest who couldn’t even pray.

 

Ryuie looked at Benito pathetically.

 

‘I can’t stand him swaggering around in front of me in that state anymore.’

 

“Clear everyone out of here.”

 

The chaotic banquet hall was soon completely emptied.

 

Everyone seemed to have much more to say to Ryuie, but they couldn’t disturb the stern Yeongae.

 

The nobles, who had found a new interest, also clung to Dnehi and Benito,

 

and even Bendam and Catsy, who had tried to stay until the end, were kicked out together with orders to just keep watch over Benito.

 

Silence fell.

 

Only for a very brief moment.

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