I’m Hunting My Enemy - Chapter 82

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82. Outpost (1)

Agasa knew that Ryuie would feel a tremendous sense of betrayal toward her.

That’s why Agasa looked quite melancholy even now as she stood beside Glem.

“I came down here at the Empress’s request.”

Agasa simply sighed without any intention to blame.

“His Highness the Crown Prince didn’t contact the Imperial Court either, did he?”

“If he cared about his family’s safety while not contacting Ryuie, that would be double deception.”

Glem tried to maintain distance from Agasa.

It seemed like forgetting the fact that they were rivals would help endure this insane situation.

Agasa also tried not to mind it.

“Since Ryuie said she would kill His Highness the Crown Prince, I have no choice but to stand on the side of protecting him.”

“I never thought you’d prefer this body more.”

Glem muttered unconsciously.

Agasa pretended not to hear.

“You’re not thinking of giving up your own life, are you?”

“I won’t.”

Trying to kill Yosua’s body was possible because he intended to handle the aftermath himself.

He had no intention whatsoever of leaving all the burden to Ryuie and departing.

Agasa asked again.

“Please don’t let Ryuie marry a corpse.”

“For that to happen, I’d have to create a corpse first, but that’s not easy. I don’t intend to give it back.”

Glem looked at the nobles who were still loudly arguing.

Anyway, he couldn’t kill Yosua with his own hands in front of them.

Because Ryuie had said she would kill Glem.

‘I risked my life to bring something useless.’

That useless body was something Ryuie intended to seize even if it meant waging war.

Therefore, both Yosua and Glem were forced to remain alive.

So that Ryuie wouldn’t have to bear everything alone.

‘…Then in the end, the person keeping me alive is Ryuie?’

“Can you win?”

Glem flinched at Agasa’s words.

The timing was so appropriate that it sounded like it had a different meaning.

Perhaps Ryuie acted that way because her love for him was too great.

He almost allowed himself to hope.

Agasa lamented.

“Even in this situation, His Highness the Crown Prince’s body doesn’t return to normal. It remains separated as before.”

“Don’t you know anything even with the Saintess’s power?”

“Rkultu does prefer physical methods.”

“Ryuie has drained so much of the swamp that the bottom is almost visible.”

Glem pondered.

To cross the swamp again, he would have to fight a considerable number of knights.

Fortunately, the knights who hadn’t learned the path to the back of the swamp couldn’t pursue, but it was obvious they would end up in a standoff.

“We can’t retreat any further either. We need to recover the sacred relic from the swamp bottom.”

The nobles had already sent requests for support.

Glem would soon have forces capable of opposing Ryuie’s knight order.

“In the end, we’ll fight with the swamp between us.”

Agasa looked at the swampland with concern. The water level of the swamp, which had once surged black and ominously, had now dropped enough to reveal the swamp walls.

Agasa felt bitter knowing how obsessively Ryuie had drained the swamp trying to find traces of the Crown Prince.

“Thank you for staying.”

Agasa looked up at the sudden thanks.

Glem had maintained Glem’s way of speaking since taking Yosua’s body, but he still hadn’t forgotten his attitude from his Crown Prince days.

“If the Saintess heals all the nobles here, there’s a possibility that Ryuie could be forgiven no matter how terrible her actions.”

“Yes. You understand, as expected.”

People who had loved the same person inevitably had points of connection.

They could immediately understand what the other had done something for.

“If you return as His Highness the Crown Prince, you could pardon all the crimes Ryuie committed. But you won’t do that, will you?”

“I can’t do that.”

“…I think if Glem dies, His Highness the Crown Prince might awaken.”

Glem remained silent at Agasa’s calm tone.

Only then did Agasa realize that Glem had been suspecting the same thing, and she became gloomy.

Glem hadn’t impulsively tried to kill Yosua, but had considered it thoroughly and tried to avoid the worst outcome.

It just hadn’t satisfied anyone.

Not Ryuie, not the god Rkultu, not the Imperial Court, not even himself.

Understanding everything, Glem did what he believed was right.

Agasa began to respect Glem a little. Not the feelings she sent to His Highness the Crown Prince, but genuine personal respect.

“Don’t die, Glem. You said you would protect Ryuie. If that’s the only way, then protect her as if it’s the only way.”

“I must live and end this war.”

Glem’s voice was resolute, but Agasa thought his fluttering white hair looked like a flag.

A flag that shouldn’t be shown in war.

‘I hope my premonition is wrong and you achieve victory.’

Agasa prayed in her heart.

She didn’t want to see Ryuie become unhappy.

Even if Glem would literally grind himself up for that purpose.

Only selfish feelings unbecoming of a Saintess were boiling up.

“What do you plan to do now?”

“I’m going to hide Yosua.”

Glem shouldered himself again like a piece of luggage.

He looked like an excellent kidnapper.

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“Traitors.”

Catsy shouted while pushing all the heavy furniture from the temple outside.

“There are too many traitors around Miss. Even the Saintess!”

“There are people who remained on Miss’s side.”

“They’re probably just too lazy to join quickly!”

Catsy, who had built walls with furniture on the road in case anyone tried to escape, slammed down a table.

Not all the nobles had followed Glem across the swamp.

Ryuie was keeping them as hostages just in case.

Even when blocking the road and cutting off support from the capital like now, the forest was so vast that it couldn’t be completely blocked.

“Even so, they’re still nobles. If we don’t coordinate with them, Miss will be in trouble.”

“Hmph.”

Only after mentioning Ryuie did Catsy dust off her hands. Her face was quite gloomy.

The anguished scream Ryuie had let out when Glem left carrying Yosua kept coming back to her.

Yet as soon as Glem disappeared from sight, Ryuie erased all expression from her face.

Catsy thought that at least when only close people like herself remained, Ryuie would show her emotions. She was wrong.

Ryuie refused to reveal her emotions even to Catsy or Bendam.

Catsy found this heartbreaking but was even more worried about Ryuie.

“I should have dealt with Glem before he became her lover.”

The whites of Catsy’s eyes were red.

Bendam was also so worried about Ryuie that he couldn’t work properly.

But now that they had essentially declared war, Bendam had mountains of work to do.

“We don’t have much time left to talk like this. I’m counting on you to take care of the young lady.”

“Yes.”

Even as she answered, Catsy couldn’t shake her unease. Ryuie’s profile as she conversed with the Knight Captain was still cold as steel.

“They’ve stopped at the swamp and won’t leave?”

“Yes.”

The Knight Captain, who had spread out a crudely drawn map of the surrounding area, pointed to the opposite side of the swamp.

“They’re currently setting up a simple camp. With mages present, they’ll manage to procure supplies somehow, but it won’t last long.”

“It must have been convenient when you were running away alone, Yosua.”

Ryuie muttered.

“Now that the others know you’re the Crown Prince, they’ll all come clinging to you, won’t they? The moment you’re discovered, you’ll have to take responsibility for even the useless ones. How predictable.”

The Knight Captain waited silently for Ryuie, who didn’t even realize she was muttering, then interjected.

“I’m sorry, but miss, could you please distinguish between Yosua and Glem when you speak?”

“…What?”

“Of course I know they’re the same person, but to accomplish our goal of reclaiming His Highness the Crown Prince’s body, it would be better to use distinct forms of address.”

“…”

“And wouldn’t it be helpful for you as well, miss?”

Ryuie noticed that the Knight Captain was looking at her with a worried expression, like a father would.

She couldn’t accept it.

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