The Possessed Evil Woman Wreaks Havoc - Chapter 153

Sensing that the atmosphere around me was unusual, the three mercenary brothers hesitated for a moment.

After a brief silence, Lenny opened his mouth. “Hyungnim, what do you mean by that? How can you find someone when you don’t even know their name or face?”

Indeed. Even after living quite a long time by human standards, I had never experienced something this absurd.

“In all my life until now, there has hardly been anything that didn’t go according to my will.”

Those words carried many layers of meaning.

My situation in the Demon Realm wasn’t bad. I was one of the lords who ruled it. And because of the vast age gap between me and the other lords, I was even somewhat favored.

With such a favorable environment, I had never been obstructed by anything. I did what I wanted, and I took what I desired.

“But he is the only exception.”

The one and only human who had not moved according to my will.

“Even if I don’t know what he looks like now or what name he bears, he definitely exists. That’s why, no matter what, I must find him.”

I spoke those words and clenched my teeth. But in an instant, Lenny shattered the solemnity of the moment with a single remark.

“It’s love.”

Lenny clasped both hands to his chest as if in prayer and spoke in a cloyingly sentimental tone.

The word “love” stirred something inside me.

I snapped at him sharply, “Love? Do you even know what that word means?”

“Come on, Hyungnim. I’m telling you, I’m an expert in love.”

Gray, who was beside him, added an explanation to Lenny’s claim, “Rather than an expert in love… Lenny is a playwright. Well, since none of his plays have ever been staged, ‘aspiring playwright’ would be more accurate. In any case, he mostly writes plays about affairs and infidelity. That’s why he calls himself an expert in love.”

What?

To think he boasted of being an expert over something like that. Considering his frivolous attitude, there was no way Lenny could ever be an expert in anything.

“Love? That ridiculous word doesn’t suit this feeling at all.”

“I’m telling you, it’s love. That man… wait. It is a man, right?”

When I nodded, Lenny continued, “The fact that Hyungnim came all the way here just to find that man means your feelings are different. How far would you go for him?”

“…I would do many things.”

And indeed, I had already done so much.

I pouted my lips. Looking at his pure and transparent soul, I had been curious.

The whiter something is, the easier it is to stain.

That nature provoked a demon’s instincts. And like a demon, I had grown far too curious about him.

Had he been easily tainted, I would have quickly lost interest and abandoned Zachary.

But despite appearing so weak, he had held his own color to the very end.

“You and your family. Even your friends, if you wish. I can protect them all from the demons. So stop this now.”

“…I’d prefer if you didn’t bring that up anymore.”

“…I’ve never seen such a foolish human before.”

Reading my expression, Lenny threw me a few questions.

“Then let’s say this. You’d give him all the riches and glory in the world?”

“That much is nothing.”

“You’d risk your life for him?”

“…I suppose I could.”

At my answer, Lenny looked at me in disbelief. “So right now, you’re saying you’d give that man riches, glory, even your life—everything. And yet, you still insist it’s not love?”

I nodded and said, “Now you’re starting to understand.”

“…Is love always this complicated for nobles? The nobles I’ve known weren’t like that,” Lenny muttered as if speaking to himself.

Hearing that, I snorted.

Nobles’ love? What nonsense. I am not just some trifling noble—I am a demon and a lord.

He had quite the misunderstanding… but I didn’t feel the need to correct him, so I let it pass.

“It seems to me that you think of love as something too grand, Hyungnim. The emotion called love has a much broader range than you think. There’s love between friends, love between parents and children. Those kinds of feelings too, aren’t they?”

Of course, the way I see it, what you feel now is love between a man and a woman.

Lenny added these words.

I snorted at that. “I’ve never had parents. No—there is one man who could be called my father, but his greatest wish is to see my corpse.”

How would I know something I’ve never received or felt?

And as for friends… of course, I was about to say I had none, but then Nigel’s face suddenly flickered in my mind, and I closed my mouth.

When Lenny heard my words, he gave an awkward smile and said, “…Actually, I don’t get along with my old man either.”

It seemed he was trying to comfort me in his own way, but it didn’t reach me. Not that I needed comfort in the first place.

But “old man,” huh. Apparently, Lenny referred to his father that way. His manner of speaking reminded me of someone else.

When Lenny fell silent, Gray cut into our conversation.

“Certainly, if he’s such a person, then seeking out the Mercenary King isn’t a bad idea.”

Gray continued, “The Mercenary King is so famous that there isn’t a mercenary on the continent who doesn’t know his name. And because so many mercenaries admire him, he has connections everywhere. If anyone can find the person you’re looking for, Miss Bella, it’s him.”

“Call me Hyungnim.”

“…Yes. In any case, then what exactly is your plan, Hyungnim? You said you intend to present yourself in the Silveron camp as Archangel Isabella?”

“I intend to introduce myself very politely.”

“…In other words, you don’t actually have a plan?”

Now it seemed Lenny’s insolence had spread to Gray as well.

I glanced at the two of them. As for Jerry, standing quietly behind them, he spoke so little I couldn’t tell yet.

Should I say it was fortunate for them that I was a broad-minded demon?

Well, it was also because insolent humans were more amusing than frightened ones.

I continued, “Of course I have a plan. If I present a gift and politely introduce myself, who would ever doubt that I’m an angel?”

So then, why not go and find the perfect gift for the soldiers of Silveron?

***

After descending from the mountain, we approached closer to the battlefield.

I gauged the flow of the air around us.

“Miss Bella. This gift you mentioned… could it perhaps be the heads of Serenia’s soldiers?”

At Gray’s words, I raised one brow and asked him, “I’m the demon’s contractor here, so why is it you who’s having more demonic thoughts?”

“My apologies.”

I clicked my tongue at his apology. Truly, humans were so narrow-minded.

Is that all they could think of once a demon was involved?

…Of course, it wasn’t that the thought of offering up enemy heads hadn’t crossed my mind.

But if I were impersonating an angel while bringing such a gift, it would only arouse suspicion.

To humans, angels were noble, magnanimous beings.

Besides.

‘Killing humans leaves me feeling uneasy.’

My principle was to avoid unnecessary killing.

Of course, there was one exception to that principle—monsters.

Spotting a monster that appeared just then, I smiled brightly.

Naturally. There was no way monsters would be absent from a battlefield.

Monsters were instinctively drawn to destruction and slaughter. That was why in prolonged wars like this, monsters inevitably appeared.

The monster flinched the moment it saw me.

They had no intelligence, but instinct still remained within them.

The instinct to survive.

The limbless monster immediately began crawling in the opposite direction, trying to flee from me.

Unfortunately, in the direction it crawled lay the soldiers’ tents.

Ah. How inconvenient.

“Don’t harm the humans here.”

I told the monster.

But whether it didn’t understand or simply ignored me, it kept crawling toward the soldiers’ camp.

I let out a faint laugh and walked slowly toward it.

“I must have lost my mind for a moment. Why did I try to resolve this like a human, through words?”

I am a demon, aren’t I?

I approached the monster and kicked it lightly. My kick sent it flying briefly through the air before it slammed into the ground.