I’m Hunting My Enemy - Chapter 67

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67. Saintess (1)

 

“Benito ran away.”

 

Ryuie greeted Glem with a surprised look.

 

“Ran away?”

 

“He escaped! That bastard was a demon too!”

 

Would it be rude if she found his face more interesting than Glem’s urgent explanation?

 

Ryuie didn’t focus on the content of his words and just curiously watched Glem’s rarely flustered appearance.

 

‘Everyone already knew Benito was a bit strange anyway.’

 

Rather, it was easy to accept that his true identity was a demon.

 

Talk about tentacles bursting from his stomach or knowing things he shouldn’t know didn’t seem like a big deal either.

 

‘He’s a demon, so that could happen, right?’

 

Bendam also looked a bit dazed after meeting Benito, but now he had a face of understanding instead.

 

“Just lend me a few knights. I’ll go catch him.”

 

“Leave him be.”

 

“What?”

 

Glem immediately objected.

 

“That guy may look innocent, but he’s a cunning bastard! He’s targeting you!”

 

“I know. Even if we chase after him now, we’ll just waste troops for no gain, so I’m leaving him alone.”

 

“…”

 

Only after realizing that Ryuie wasn’t completely off guard did Glem quiet down.

 

‘Does he only understand when I spell it out for him?’

 

It seemed his anxiety had grown so much that he couldn’t think properly, even while guessing.

 

He made decent judgments about his own matters quickly enough. Is it because this concerns me?

 

Ryuie secretly smiled and looked straight ahead.

 

“Besides, how could a demon dare invade a place where the Saintess is present?”

 

Irrefutable evidence was coming along the carriage wheels.

 

Even Ryuie, a duke’s daughter, assembled a large party with all sorts of supplies and escorts when traveling far.

 

However, when the Saintess traveled, a single carriage that looked almost shabby compared to her fame was sufficient.

 

No demon targeted the Saintess, no mage’s magic worked on the Saintess, and no knight could find a way to lift the Saintess’s curse once struck by it.

 

‘Except for smashing my vow, she can do everything, that girl.’

 

Still, the carriage was splendid and majestic enough to maintain the Saintess’s dignity.

 

Clatter. Clatter.

 

The carriage that had been running slowly as if there was no need to hurry stopped, and the door opened.

 

“Wow.”

 

Someone couldn’t help but let out an exclamation.

 

Abundant hair cascades fell first like threads woven with gold.

 

White skin like soft down and rosy cheeks. A lovely appearance that would be believable even if called a princess of some country.

 

In contrast, Ryuie’s red eyes gleamed between her fluttering black hair as if she might turn people into pigs at any moment.

 

“Agasa.”

 

At Ryuie’s voice, the Saintess, Agasa, slightly bent her knees.

 

Glem forgot about Benito for a moment.

 

Seeing the exchanged glances between the two, he unconsciously stepped forward.

 

‘That woman’s aura is…?’

 

Agasa, who spotted Glem, briefly widened her eyes.

 

“That person is.”

 

“My lover.”

 

Ryuie subtly placed her hand on Glem’s shoulder.

 

Crackle!

 

Even as black flames sparked, Ryuie didn’t care and gripped Glem’s shoulder firmly.

 

While reflexively embracing Ryuie’s waist, Glem and Agasa’s gazes wouldn’t break away from each other.

 

‘Suspicious.’

 

The way Agasa looked at Glem wasn’t simply the eyes of someone seeing a person for the first time.

 

Surprise, slight shock, and after that, she stared at his face intently as if dissecting something.

 

Looking at her expression, Agasa seemed to be thinking the same thing as Glem.

 

A sharp pain poked his cheek, and Glem barely came to his senses.

 

“But why are two people meeting for the first time looking at each other so intensely?”

 

“Ah.”

 

Only then did Agasa hurriedly turn her gaze away and smile.

 

“I must have been a bit travel-weary from the long journey.”

 

Displaying properly learned etiquette, Agasa stepped down from the carriage.

 

Other nobles and priests who had been waiting for the Saintess’s visit also bowed their waists.

 

There weren’t no people who found Ryuie and Glem’s attention-stealing behavior disagreeable.

 

But Agasa, a walking curse dispenser, was on a different level of caution.

 

If they carelessly offended Agasa and couldn’t be forgiven, they’d have to live with an incurable curse, so everyone had to turn a blind eye even to slight transgressions.

 

“Shall we discuss the details inside?”

 

“Sure.”

 

Of course, Ryuie still spoke informally.

 

Agasa seemed to take it as a sign of affection and carefully matched her pace with Ryuie’s.

 

Glem, who was about to follow along, changed direction as Benito still bothered him.

 

‘If that guy is really a demon as Ryuie said, then beside the Saintess would be the safest place.’

 

Glem ran off again to request cooperation from the ducal house’s knights.

 

* * *

 

“So the Crown Prince’s body is here, the priest who pulled it out was actually a demon who ran away and disappeared, and the holy relic that sank in the swamp is spreading curses to the villagers.”

 

Ryuie sat on the desk, swinging her feet as she spoke.

 

As soon as they entered the prayer hall, Agasa approached and sat near Yosua’s body.

 

Ryuie thought the Saintess would naturally want to pray.

 

She was curious whether it would be a prayer for the dead or a prayer to heal the injured body, so she waited.

 

However, Agasa examined Yosua’s body with a strange expression for a long time, then silently stood up again.

 

“Aren’t you going to pray? Is it that hopeless?”

 

“Yeongae.”

 

“Too formal. We’re not strangers.”

 

Agasa asked with faint sadness in her blue eyes.

 

“When and how did you say this body was discovered?”

 

“A priest named Benito pulled it from the swamp. The holy relic that sank beneath seems to be the problem, so we’re currently draining the swamp.”

 

“…Please call the head of this temple. Without letting others know.”

 

“What’s this about? Acting secretive, which doesn’t suit you?”

 

Ryuie spoke in a sweet voice.

 

“Just like that night.”

 

Agasa only pressed her clasped hands tightly together.

 

To other people’s eyes, Ryuie would just look like a beautiful woman, but in Agasa’s eyes, the curse covering her was clearly visible.

 

‘It’s gotten much worse than before.’

 

A vow that would have made an ordinary human scream and break somewhere was firmly coiled around Ryuie’s shoulders.

 

That day when Ryuie had approached her with ulterior motives.

 

It wasn’t that the Saintess had cast some special curse on Ryuie, as everyone misunderstood.

 

Ryuie had been so severely injured because of the vow that was already binding her at that time.

 

And Ryuie’s words to the panicked and crying Agasa still remained in Agasa’s heart.

 

‘Do you want to escape from that kind of position too?’

 

At that time.

 

Though it was clearly a question directed at Agasa, the person who had vividly come to life from Ryuie’s lips while dying from the curse was.

 

Agasa gazed for a long time at Yosua’s face, which appeared to be sleeping.

 

‘Let me stop thinking about this.’

 

Now was not the time to recall the past.

 

Above all, Ryuie and she had done nothing.

 

When she had just become the Saintess, she never dreamed she would become so entangled with someone like Ryuie.

 

She was just a naive girl who couldn’t shed her innocent demeanor even when suddenly chosen as the Saintess and brought to the capital.

 

The priests’ prayers were frightening, and even though she screamed herself hoarse every night at the divine presence flickering beyond Rkultu’s sacred objects.

 

Compared to the terrible vow Ryuie had shown when she appeared, it was nothing.

 

‘You’re the Saintess?’

 

Ryuie had said, with cursed darkness behind her like a shining halo.

 

‘Want to run away with me?’

 

The hand extended by Ryuie, who was equally still a teenager, didn’t look bold or reckless at all.

 

It was filled with self-confidence.

 

‘You just need to do one thing with me instead.’

 

Agasa didn’t know exactly what Ryuie had wanted back then.

 

She just kept thinking about how she couldn’t fulfill Ryuie’s request, which had been only once.

 

Perhaps that was why she had barely managed to come down to this swamp, using the Empress’s request as an excuse.

 

Agasa briefly prayed in her heart.

 

She had come here to fulfill her duty as the Saintess, so she shouldn’t waver even an inch.

 

Moreover, what she witnessed immediately upon arrival was no ordinary matter.

 

Seeing that Ryuie was still waiting for her words, Agasa took a deep breath.

 

“Ryuie. Are you still seeking me out with the intention of breaking your betrothal vow with His Highness the Crown Prince?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

Ryuie, who immediately became docile when her name was called, answered languidly.

 

“What does everyone think I’ve been doing all this time?”

 

“If the vow is broken, who are you thinking of marrying? Perhaps… that lover who was beside you?”

 

“Hmm?”

 

Ryuie, who seemed not to expect talk of romance, suddenly showed great interest.

 

Ryuie smiled mysteriously and spoke deliberately coquettishly.

 

“Yeah. He’s one of the strong candidates.”

 

“Ah. You said you wanted to hold a tournament.”

 

“Even though Glem looks like that, he’s a mercenary so he’s quite skilled.”

 

Her tone, which clearly indicated Glem would obviously win, looked plainly delighted, making Agasa’s feelings even more complicated.

 

Along with the joy of someone she occasionally exchanged letters with naturally treating her intimately, there was also a sharp sense of guilt.

 

Agasa carefully chose her words.

 

“For now, we need to observe more until we wake His Highness the Crown Prince, but…”

 

Ryuie jumped down from the desk.

 

Her eyes sparkled like a child’s.

 

“Is there a way?”

 

“I can’t give you a definite answer yet.”

 

“Agasa! I knew you could do it!”

 

Ryuie, who ran over as if to embrace her with all her might, blew kisses in the air just before reaching her.

 

“You’re different from those other worthless guys! There’s no way you, who was truly chosen by god, would say something meaningless!”

 

“I’m only saying I’ll try to think of a method.”

 

Agasa declined Ryuie’s praise with an ambiguous expression.

 

“Ryuie. Since I’ve confirmed the most important thing, I’d like to look around the area. To check other vows as well.”

 

“Yeah. Sure. Do whatever you want. I’ll guarantee it for you.”

 

Ryuie, now in a good mood, began plucking the flowers placed on Yosua’s body one by one.

 

After briefly greeting Ryuie, who was happily crushing the petals in her hands, Agasa hurriedly left the prayer hall.

 

Agasa, who had been walking while pretending to still be a dignified Saintess in her ankle-length skirt, soon began walking quickly.

 

Agasa, who waved away all the people looking around and trying to approach her, finally found the person she was looking for.

 

“Why are you here in such a state, Your Highness the Crown Prince?”

 

Glem, whose arm was grabbed, looked down at Agasa with surprised eyes.

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