I’m Hunting My Enemy - Chapter 83

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83. Outpost (2)

“…You’re giving me advice. That means you think my current state needs it that badly.”

“Yes.”

“Wow. I should rest.”

Ryuie immediately turned away from the map.

She couldn’t stand others looking at her as someone betrayed by her lover and pitying her.

It would be much better to be seen as a mad, cursed Yeongae who started a war against the Crown Prince.

If people didn’t feel fear, how else would they treat her?

It was all too obvious.

‘I don’t want to be comforted.’

She wanted to slap the first person who showed her sympathy.

She wanted to grab them by the collar, shake them, and scream.

Normally she would have done so without hesitation, but now she held back.

Because it would make her look pitiful.

Even while firing several shots at Glem, Ryuie’s gun barrel never wavered.

As if the aftereffects were appearing belatedly, Ryuie’s arm sometimes trembled.

Because the face of Yosua, who had been blindly affectionate toward her, and Glem’s face, who would grumble but eventually lean in for kisses, kept popping up unexpectedly.

‘Was even a single one of the sides I saw real?’

Her heart crumpled.

No, this won’t do. I can’t allow this part of myself to exist.

‘I have no choice but to kill one side to make things clear.’

The reason she decided to kill Glem was simple. Because Glem had tried to kill Yosua.

If Glem died and she tried to return to Yosua, Ryuie would have killed Yosua instead.

‘I go in the opposite direction.’

Ryuie absolutely did not want to move according to his wishes.

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Even in the hastily constructed camp, Glem was given the most important and safe central position.

Glem wasn’t particularly pleased about it.

“I’m probably the strongest person here.”

“Still, that won’t do, Crown Prince.”

Glem, who had been dragged away while trying to stand guard, received a harsh scolding.

If they weren’t already seasoned nobles from the Imperial Palace, he wouldn’t have tolerated it.

“That vicious Yeongae has sworn to kill Crown Prince.”

“Watch your words.”

Glem cut in sharply.

Unlike the nobles who had already defined her as an enemy and launched attacks, Glem absolutely would not insult Ryuie.

He only took care of the necessary things that were unavoidable for achieving his goals.

Kelsus Marquis urged the Crown Prince not to do so.

“To forgive her as a lover, the paths of you two have already diverged.”

“Since I left ten years ago?”

Glem replied in a self-deprecating voice. Kelsus Marquis firmly denied it.

“No. Since you rashly made the betrothal vow.”

Only then did Glem’s gaze change slightly.

Kelsus Marquis was old. Old enough to know about both their childhoods.

“Didn’t you two secretly make the betrothal vow because you realized in advance the adults’ decision that there would be no marriage between you?”

When Ryuie stole the ducal seal, Yosua only saw Ryuie’s heart.

But the friction between the Emperor and the nobles couldn’t view it as simple child’s play.

Because the Ducal House was the center of the nobility faction.

‘I know too.’

The Duke was preparing to introduce a parliamentary system, and the Imperial Court had to stop it because they couldn’t break their long-standing contract with the Patron Deity.

But if Yosua and Ryuie married, one of their positions would lose power.

“Your Highness was originally clever. When Yeongae caused trouble by stealing the seal, you intuited from the Emperor’s and Duke’s reactions. That the two of you would absolutely never be able to marry like this.”

“….”

“So you hurried.”

That night.

Yosua’s footsteps as he wandered through the Imperial Secret Treasury, relying on a single lamp, were not light.

More than wanting to give Ryuie a good reward, his fear that the two would be separated forever was greater.

Before becoming lovers separated by fate, he would carve out a new destiny.

Not knowing it would become an even more cruel fate.

“If it had been an ordinary betrothal vow, it could have been easily broken, so I looked for a different vow.”

“I thought so.”

“But according to what you’re saying, Marquis, I was someone who should absolutely never be united with Ryuie from beginning to end, wasn’t I?”

Kelsus Marquis silently looked at the impetuous young man.

‘No matter how smart and noble their status, they’re all the same when it comes to love.’

Even though he spoke as if giving up, his eyes were burning. How could that be the face of someone who had given up?

His will to smash through any opposition was so clearly visible it was absurd.

Kelsus Marquis could not tolerate it.

“So you’re going to kill Yosua and become Glem?”

“If I abandon my duties, the nobles will be able to gain their council.”

“Not all nobles want a council.”

“…Your daughter was also mentioned as a candidate for my wife.”

Marquis Kelsus flinched.

That brilliant Crown Prince had been away for over ten years, yet he remembered even such trivial details.

What a chilling memory.

“Even if we win this war and make me Emperor, if it’s not Ryuie, there’s no woman who will marry me.”

“You are of noble blood!”

“It’s precisely because of Rkultu’s power flowing in that blood that I’m going through all this hell.”

Glem’s finger poked Marquis Kelsus’s solar plexus. Insolently and without dignity, deliberately.

“Is it worth preserving?”

“…”

Marquis Kelsus almost slapped Glem, who was acting like an insolent mercenary.

This damned Crown Prince was also good at acting.

He had only changed his outer shell, but he really seemed like a different person.

‘Now I understand why even that Duke’s daughter was fooled.’

The neat and shy boy had completely evaporated along with the Crown Prince’s position.

But could he really give up on Yosua even so?

The Marquis, after various thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, bowed his waist.

“There’s much to prepare, so I’ll take my leave now. Please take care of your precious body.”

“Get lost.”

Glem deliberately drove him out rudely.

But as soon as he was alone, he became calm again to a boring degree.

Glem swept up his disheveled side hair and looked around the camp.

Seeing what barely resembled a bed made in a place without even a chair, Glem made a miserable expression.

But soon, having no reason to refuse, he plopped down on it.

‘If I kill Yosua, everything ends.’

Even now, if he went to the hidden place and ripped out his heart, Ryuie wouldn’t be able to insist on marrying a corpse anymore.

The betrothal vow that had persistently bound the two would also end. Though the curse would be great.

But there was exactly one reason why Glem himself absolutely couldn’t do it with his own hands.

‘Ryuie might love Yosua.’

Glem swept his face with one hand.

This was the reason he had deliberately given Ryuie the choice, asking if it wouldn’t be better to kill Yosua.

His hope that she would willingly say she’d kill Yosua, that she loved Glem, wasn’t because of selfish desire.

He didn’t want to kill the person Ryuie loved. Because it would hurt Ryuie.

And.

‘…She’s never said she loves me.’

Though Glem and Ryuie were lovers, currently Ryuie’s expressions of affection were mainly physical.

If only he could believe that Ryuie truly loved only Glem.

Glem would have killed Yosua without any regrets.

“…”

Glem crossed his legs and lay down.

The anguish of abandoning the Imperial Court had disappeared with the council the nobles were preparing.

The Imperial Court was probably also preparing to accept losing their successor and accepting a new system.

The anguish of being forcibly separated from Ryuie could be atoned for by killing Yosua.

The only problem was that he couldn’t predict how the betrothal vow would react.

But coincidentally, both of Glem’s problems could be solved by dealing with just one Rkultu god.

‘In the end, the annulment ceremony failed and the betrothal vow couldn’t be broken.’

But what about the god who manages that vow?

Glem stared at the empty ceiling.

During the annulment ceremony, Rkultu had definitely revealed itself. With those ominous, evil, and massive yellow eyes.

It had appeared in a position where it could be stabbed.

“!”

Glem suddenly sat up.

Suddenly, it felt like all the hair from the back of his neck to the top of his head was standing on end.

‘If the god is a real existing being.’

A flash of inspiration that someone determined to kill themselves might think of struck Glem’s head.

‘Can’t I kill the god too?’

Before being overwhelmed by the tremendous notion of murdering a god, Glem drove his mind forward.

Sometimes difficult methods were better than easy ones.

Instead of breaking the vow, what if he eliminated the god who held that vow itself?

‘The Empire’s First Emperor deceived a god into becoming his companion and made it serve eternally.’

Glem’s breathing quickened.

‘Then wouldn’t it be fitting for the Empire’s last Emperor to kill the god and end that eternal service?’

No matter how he thought about it, there seemed to be no more precise method than this.

The vow didn’t belong to two people.

It belonged to two people and one god.

The key to untying the knot wasn’t in the tied place, but in the rope itself.

Though very paradoxical, Glem felt as if he had received a revelation from the god at that moment.

‘This is it.’

With this, Ryuie could end it without suffering.

A small thrill flowed through his bloodstream.

‘…But how do you kill a god?’

There was only one way to find out.

Glem rushed out of the camp and ran to find Agasa.

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