I’m Hunting My Enemy - Chapter 80

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80. Catastrophe (4)

The year that followed was nothing but Ryuie declaring this fact to the entire world.

“After all, the offering should be the finest thing from the household.”

Just like when she first appeared, Ryuie slammed down an unidentifiable object on the desk with a thud.

Yosua, who had grown accustomed to waiting, greeted her with a bright smile.

“I could come pick it up myself, you know.”

“I can’t give it to you at home.”

Even before the adults had officially decided on their betrothal, the two were already contemplating the offerings to use for their betrothal vow ceremony.

Their hearts were already resolute, with no room for anyone else to interfere.

And Yosua was completely immersed in the territory that Ryuie had permitted only to him.

“What is it that can’t be done at the ducal house?”

“Open it.”

Even Yosua, who had mentally prepared himself in case a toad might jump out this time, couldn’t help but cry out the moment he unwrapped it.

“Ah!”

“It’s good, right?”

“Th-this is the ducal house’s seal!”

“Yes!”

Ryuie smiled brightly.

Yosua, holding the tremendous object that could act on behalf of all the Duke’s commands, hastily hid the gift.

Even the current Emperor couldn’t carelessly touch the ducal house’s seal.

How on earth had she stolen this?

By now, the Duke must surely be turning the entire house upside down, unable to approve documents and pale with shock.

“I told you. I asked for everything. That’s my everything.”

“…You really are amazing.”

An ordinary person would have told her to return such a dangerous thing.

But Yosua at this time felt more sorry that he couldn’t give Ryuie something of equal value.

Yosua wasn’t in his right mind either.

“I’ll, I’ll look again too. The Imperial Palace also has a secret storehouse. A place no one can enter.”

“Good. I’ll wait as long as it takes.”

Affection dripped so profusely from Ryuie’s entire body that it seemed you could reach out and touch it directly.

Yosua was more uncontrollably happy now that their hearts were connected than when he had secretly liked Ryuie alone.

Happiness—that word was far too insufficient.

His heart had grown so fierce that one corner of his mind seemed to go strange.

The power to believe that even if all the world and time stopped, everything would still be turning correctly.

It was love.

“For you, I’d be happy to give everything and become nothing at all.”

That night, Yosua slipped out of his bed and took a small lamp.

“It’s a right that cannot be granted to anyone else.”

Among the Imperial Palace’s treasures, he discovered an ancient vow that had been most strictly guarded.

“Something only you can have. Will you do it?”

Yosua interpreted the sentences written in the vow as love. Because he was experiencing such things himself.

Because he believed it was natural to give everything to the other person.

He didn’t think about the world at all.

He believed it would be a vow that would remain their secret alone.

* * *

“Hah…!”

Like pulling his head out from deep underwater, Glem gasped for breath.

Blood flowing from his pierced body repeatedly gushed and stopped between endless prayers.

Though his physical condition was such that fainting right now wouldn’t be strange, Glem forcibly pulled the body he held closer.

Yosua’s body, barely seized, hung limply in his arms.

“We’ve secured His Highness’s body!”

“Protect the Crown Prince!”

“Fall back!”

The knights Ryuie brought and the gun-wielding maids clashed with the guards and mages the nobles had brought.

Without priests, it was easier for mages to face knights, so the nobles could barely maintain the upper hand.

Ryuie pressed forward like a ghost, her face showing regret for not bringing more mages.

She had worn the same expression when Glem threw away his sword and pulled down Yosua’s body.

Coughing up blood, Glem devoted all his obsession to dragging Yosua’s body further away.

“Catch him!”

Though the sounds of splattering blood and exploding gunpowder nearly deafened him, Glem persistently moved away.

Shoulders bumped against shoulders, and his legs tangled several times, nearly making him fall.

The nobles hastily cleared a path.

Since there were quite a few seasoned veterans familiar with war mixed in, maintaining the front line seemed manageable even after Glem’s departure.

‘Front line?’

While dragging Yosua’s body and escaping, Glem couldn’t stop the pain that felt like a sponge being pressed against his brain and squeezed.

‘Are we really waging war right now?’

The temple’s prayer hall had already become a battlefield, and no one could say this wasn’t war.

A war between Ryuie, who would keep the betrothal vow because she no longer loved, and Yosua, who would break the betrothal vow because he loved.

It was a terrible irony.

“Don’t run away!”

Ryuie’s shout rang out clearly even in this chaos.

The moment Yosua’s body was taken down from the altar, Ryuie’s eyes went wild, and because of that, Glem had already suffered several gunshot wounds.

In a battle where priests were right beside them providing healing, injuries weren’t particularly significant.

Glem wasn’t the type of man to consider his own wounds important either.

However, what wouldn’t leave his mind was that even in all this situation, not a single one of Ryuie’s bullets had hit Yosua’s body.

‘…Don’t think. Move.’

Glem again displayed strength that was nothing short of miraculous as he lifted Yosua’s body.

He chose to carry Yosua in his arms rather than on his back. Because he couldn’t bring himself to use Yosua’s body as a shield against Ryuie.

The thought that Ryuie had always loved Yosua, only Yosua, would surely drive him mad.

‘I am Glem.’

Ryuie’s lover, and a mercenary who had lived to destroy vows.

It was Yosua who had shared the heart of giving everything to the other person, even if they both became fools who couldn’t see an inch ahead.

But Glem had to move toward the future.

“I said stop right there!”

With each step he took, Ryuie’s screams grew slightly quieter. Glem took another step as if that was his only hope.

He had to distinguish.

The joy of being captivated by the thought that it was fine to be ruined together had to be left as a childhood dream.

Because I want to protect you.

“How dare you steal Yosua from me!”

Feeling the love vow he had so wanted to hear being defiled like this, Glem thought of death for the first time.

Even when he had given up Yosua’s body to live as Glem, he hadn’t felt this miserable.

‘If only the gods hadn’t interfered.’

Everything went wrong from the moment human vows reached the gods.

The moments when there were no vows between them had been more truthful and happy.

If only they could return to the time when there was only each other.

Glem carried Yosua’s body and escaped from the temple.

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When the battle broke out in the temple, Mos only heard the thumping noise.

“Didn’t you just hear some sound?”

Even the maids who were always by his side were nowhere to be seen.

The one remaining servant shook his head.

“It would be better not to go out.”

“What’s happening outside?”

“Please trust my words.”

His words were right.

Mos, who couldn’t contain his anxiety and was about to go out, nearly fainted the moment the door opened first.

Because Ryuie appeared holding a long sword covered in blood.

“Ah, ah, Miss?”

“….”

Ryuie rolled her eyes with the appearance of a madwoman who wouldn’t seem strange if she said she had come to take your life right now.

She said nothing, so Mos and the servant in the room had to choose their actions very carefully.

“What happened…?”

The servant, who was at least familiar with Ryuie, asked.

Since all the maids had been given guns, it was certain there had been a battle.

Moreover, since Ryuie had returned, did that mean the incident of Yeongae truly killing the Crown Prince had occurred?

Ryuie shook her head as if shooing away flies, then walked toward Mos.

“Did you know?”

“…Know what?”

Mos’s heart pounded.

He tried not to be afraid of Ryuie. In fact, Mos’s efforts succeeded.

Ryuie, brushing back her black hair wet with blood and dust, was beautiful even in the midst of all this.

“You said you brought flowers every day.”

Mos finally understood why Ryuie had come looking for him as soon as the fight ended.

“Did someone tell you that I would end up killing Yosua?”

Ryuie had lost the battle.

So after the fight ended, she wasn’t going to punish her enemy, but had set out to investigate.

Whether there were conspirators remaining. To confirm who was behind it.

‘This answer will determine my future.’

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