I’m Hunting My Enemy - Chapter 53

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53. Beautiful You (5)

 

“She can’t come?”

 

The priests who had sent a summoning request for Ryuie to the Cathedral in the Capital nodded their heads.

 

Ryuie, who received her subordinates from her bed, frowned at the fatigue of reality that suddenly washed over her.

 

‘Ah. I should have just brought him here instead of letting him run away out of embarrassment.’

 

If only Glem were lying next to her, this irritation would have been somewhat lessened.

 

Ryuie let out a deep breath and asked.

 

“Why can’t the Saintess come?”

 

“She says she cannot leave the capital and come down at this time.”

 

“All the other nobles are here anyway.”

 

“She is too precious a person to receive permission to go out for personal business.”

 

“Strictly speaking, the nobles who came here also have no urgent business at the moment, so they’re people who came to have fun.”

 

It was quite a rude statement, but since it was within the bounds that Ryuie had permitted, they spoke without hesitation.

 

Ryuie made a tsk sound and drew her feet together.

 

“So unless someone definitively points out the Crown Prince, it’s not enough for the Saintess to move.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“I understand. You may go.”

 

The priests who received the order took only one step back and stopped again.

 

“Um…”

 

“Speak.”

 

“About the apprentice priest that Yeongae told us to examine yesterday.”

 

“Could that person actually be the Crown Prince?”

 

The priests sent gazes filled with longing.

 

Those who served Rkultu God also treated the royals with divine blood flowing through them with similar reverence.

 

They had felt the power of god sufficiently from the sight of the priest who had fallen into madness as if cursed while trying to examine Benito.

 

‘Well, if it’s enough for Dnehi to notice.’

 

These were conclusions that anyone with a thinking head could naturally reach.

 

By now, the nobles were probably hovering around Benito, trying their best to get in his good graces even a little bit in advance.

 

‘Ugh.’

 

They were originally guys I brought to use as witnesses, but why do I hate the sight of them.

 

According to the plan, I was thinking of using Benito to call even the Saintess to This Land.

 

But after spending a night with Glem yesterday, I became even more reluctant to acknowledge Benito as the Crown Prince.

 

Because if he really was the Crown Prince, there would be many people who would tell them to take responsibility and marry even if he had lost his memory.

 

Of course, the Empress had said it didn’t matter if the betrothal vow was broken as long as she found and brought back the Crown Prince.

 

The problem was whether someone whose memory was already shattered from trying to escape the vow alone would be fine when properly breaking the betrothal vow.

 

Rkultu God’s vows always came with a price when broken.

 

It was better than being trapped in the betrothal vow unable to do anything like now, but what if the Crown Prince really died while breaking the vow?

 

Even Ryuie, who lived as she pleased, would find the responsibility too burdensome.

 

‘Right now, it should be Glem for me.’

 

He was the most appealing among the lovers I had met.

 

If I could just break the betrothal vow, I could finally roll around with Glem without any reservations. Finally. At last.

 

Ryuie’s position became awkward as she had found a lover she liked more than her fiancé.

 

‘I’d want to take him to the capital.’

 

If only Glem wasn’t unable to leave the swamp because of the vow.

 

Suddenly, Ryuie frowned.

 

Something to check had come to mind.

 

Ryuie, who threw off the blanket and got up, called for her attendant without caring about the priests who hurriedly averted their eyes.

 

“I need to go out right now. Prepare for an outing.”

 

Ryuie spread her fingers.

 

“For two people.”

 

* * *

 

Glem slightly regretted what happened last night.

 

‘…Stop thinking about it.’

 

Yesterday, Ryuie had gripped each armrest with her hands and looked up at him.

 

Even though there was a restriction against touching, Glem was extremely tense about when Ryuie might reach out her hand.

 

Because if she wasn’t sufficiently satisfied, Ryuie’s heart could capriciously fly away at any time.

 

He knew that Ryuie liked Glem’s face.

 

He could tell just from Ryuie’s gaze that followed every time he leaned over the chair.

 

Glem’s feelings were complex and subtle.

 

Normally, one would be happy if others liked their appearance, but Glem absolutely could not feel that way.

 

It wasn’t like he was asking her to like his inner self when they had only known each other for a short time.

 

The more he received her gaze, the more he felt like he was on trial before Ryuie sitting on the throne.

 

He had started this to forget that feeling, but once he actually began, the one who became absorbed was not someone else but.

 

‘I said stop thinking about it.’

 

Glem struck the tree with a thud.

 

The fluttering falling leaves piled up on his shoulders as if mocking him.

 

Glem, who shook off even what was stuck in his hair, cooled his face.

 

‘I didn’t become lovers with Ryuie to do this.’

 

He had become too honest with his desires.

 

At least it was fortunate that he still had the sense to keep the betrothal vow.

 

There was no more time to indulge in sentimentality.

 

After the two priests examining Benito collapsed, the atmosphere of treating him as the Crown Prince had grown stronger.

 

Foolish Benito didn’t find it strange even when people suddenly became kind to him and offered bribes.

 

At this rate, he’d soon take off his priest robes and don a golden cloak.

 

‘I should have left here long before seeing that sight.’

 

Ryuie didn’t care whether Benito received treatment as the Crown Prince or not, as long as he stayed within her sight.

 

‘Why doesn’t she care.’

 

Just Ryuie’s presence had doubled his thoughts and fatigue.

 

And yet he didn’t want to be apart from her.

 

…What if I really end up wanting to stay by her side no matter what she does to me.

 

Neigh.

 

Glem, who had been lost in self-loathing, turned his head at the sound of a horse’s whinny nearby.

 

“There you are!”

 

Ryuie on horseback skillfully brought her horse to a stop.

 

“What’s wrong with your hair?”

 

Ryuie, who dangerously leaned her upper body forward from atop the horse, gently plucked out only a leaf caught in his hair.

 

Feeling as if his shameful behavior from just moments ago had been discovered, Glem hurriedly ran his fingers through his hair to restore it to its original state.

 

“Where are you going?”

 

“On a date.”

 

Glem, who was about to reflexively ask “with whom,” noticed the empty saddle on the other horse.

 

Ryuie, who had brought two horses at once, grinned and held out the reins she had been holding.

 

Glem mounted the other horse without any particular response.

 

“Let’s go a bit far today.”

 

Ryuie, who straightened her back in the saddle and smiled with her eyes, spurred her horse.

 

Glem also hurriedly drove his horse to chase after Ryuie, who had suddenly galloped away without even mentioning their destination.

 

Rather than elegantly riding side by side, it looked like a chase scene.

 

“Aren’t you bringing anyone else?”

 

“No.”

 

“I thought you’d be monitoring Benito.”

 

“I left behind all the people who could serve as eyes.”

 

Other nobles’ carriages were parked there, so Ryuie skillfully weaved her way through the narrow path.

 

Glem drove his horse off the road into the grassland rather than risk the danger.

 

It required a bit more skill, but at least he didn’t have to worry about hitting people or other things.

 

“Not bad?”

 

Ryuie seemed to take this as another challenge and followed Glem.

 

Even though one wrong step could send both rider and horse tumbling to the ground.

 

‘She’s going to break her neck again.’

 

The scene repeated itself: when Glem slowed down, Ryuie would take the lead, and eventually Glem would catch up again.

 

The two emerged from the forest together and headed toward a river far from the swamp.

 

Ryuie, who had been about to go further, only turned around after seeing Glem stop his horse and dismount.

 

“We need to rest.”

 

“Hmm.”

 

Ryuie stared blankly at the scene of Glem leading his horse to the riverside to drink.

 

She showed no intention of dismounting.

 

Instead, Glem tried to pull the reins from below to at least let Ryuie’s horse drink.

 

But the horse that should have followed obediently didn’t budge an inch.

 

Because Ryuie, mounted on the horse, was pulling the reins in the opposite direction.

 

“What are you doing.”

 

“Let’s go further.”

 

With hills and grasslands visible ahead, Ryuie let her hair flutter in the wind.

 

“Let’s run away together, just the two of us.”

 

“What?”

 

“I like you.”

 

Ryuie wore an uncharacteristically tender expression.

 

“They’ve started draining the swamp to expose the bottom, but I received a report that it will take at least a month to remove everything. Let’s stay away during that time.”

 

“…A month.”

 

“Yes. You don’t need to act as my guide anymore. You just need to be devoted to your role as my lover.”

 

Ryuie extended her hand with what seemed like carefree ease.

 

That confident face that naturally expected Glem to be delighted.

 

Seeing the shadow of Ryuie’s hand cast down like a gift from heaven, Glem shook his head.

 

“A month alone wouldn’t be enough.”

 

“…!”

 

Ryuie’s eyes widened.

 

Truly, Glem never knew how to refuse temptation. It was too wonderful.

 

Just as Ryuie was about to recreate last night’s events, Glem stopped her with just a few words.

 

“And since you know I can’t go any further from here, why don’t you stop this act.”

 

“What, you knew all along.”

 

Only then did Ryuie stop her tragic lovers’ charade.

 

The game of running away to distant places without permission because of love was one of Ryuie’s clichés she absolutely wanted to try once.

 

“When did you catch on?”

 

“When I stopped but you didn’t leave me behind.”

 

“Ahaha.”

 

This was exactly what she liked about Glem.

 

While confidently and clearly showing that he was Ryuie’s lover.

 

He accurately understood Ryuie’s way of thinking, which was different.

 

Other lovers would immediately mistake those two things as the same and make a mess of it.

 

Since they were lovers, they naturally wanted to be loved. Shouldn’t she love them? They wanted her to act differently than before.

 

To those pleading lovers, Ryuie always demanded the same thing.

 

To embrace her passionately.

 

Hot enough to truly burn to death.

 

Then they would run away and leave.

 

Saying they couldn’t kill her because they loved her.

 

‘Weren’t you worried that you’d burn up first before me?’

 

Glem understood what Ryuie wanted from the beginning.

 

Though he acted like he would never give in, he was using his own desires as a shield to control the distance.

 

Because if he showed his desires completely, he could stop Ryuie once her interest was piqued.

 

It’s harder than it seems.

 

Desires are naturally shameful and humiliating, making it difficult to be honest even with lovers.

 

Yet Glem willingly revealed his most intimate parts to Ryuie.

 

That’s why she was drawn to him.

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