The Possessed Evil Woman Wreaks Havoc - Chapter 160

I had followed the sound, half in disbelief, and never imagined I would witness such a scene.

I looked down at the man whose collar I gripped in my hand.

Familiar silver hair, and blue eyes.

A face strikingly similar. To the Zachary I knew, and to Kayden.

That was why I could recognize him at a single glance.

I felt my hand trembling. At the same time, my heartbeat pounded irregularly.

If I had arrived here even a little later.

Then what sight would I have been forced to face?

Just the thought made a cold sweat break out on my skin. And at the same time, rage surged within me.

How dare he?

I, who had never felt fear even before the Demon God, was being forced to feel such an emotion. To make me feel this way.

And that expression of his, as though when death came he would resign himself and accept everything.

“Are you in your right mind? You should have cried, bitten, and raged instead!”

I screamed at the man—at Zachary. But instead of responding to my words, Zachary simply closed his eyes and let his body go limp.

I couldn’t hide the look of bewilderment in my eyes as I saw the man collapse before me.

“Get up. Right now!”

But even at my command, Zachary didn’t so much as stir.

Seized by indignation, I shook his collar violently and shouted, “I told you to get up right now!”

Why was he still keeping his eyes closed? Even when I was telling him to open them?

Then Lenny, who had been watching us from the side, added, “Hyungnim, should I tell you a little piece of trivia—not common sense, but knowledge?”

“What is it?”

“Surprisingly, the human body is terribly fragile, so if you shake it that roughly, it can lose consciousness. Especially when it’s already injured, it becomes even more vulnerable to shock.”

Injured?

Startled by those words, I immediately released Zachary’s collar from my grasp.

Zachary fell limply to the ground.

“Careful, Hyungnim. At this rate, you’ll really end up killing someone.”

Beside me, Lenny clicked his tongue and scolded.

I ignored him and began examining Zachary’s body. I hadn’t noticed before, but now I realized the heavy scent of blood was wafting from him. His abdomen, in particular, was drenched in blood.

I laid Zachary flat on the ground, then climbed over him and tore apart the blood-soaked shirt to check the wound with my own eyes.

“Hm.”

I swallowed a groan at the sight of the wound.

A deep stab wound in his abdomen, with no sign of healing as blood continued to flow.

Was it serious?

Judging human wounds by my standards as a demon was impossible.

For me, a demon, such an injury would heal quickly even if I only spit on it. But judging by the fact that Zachary had fainted, for humans, it must have been a dangerous wound indeed.

“Is this a serious injury?” I asked the mercenaries standing beside me.

Gray examined the wound briefly, then spoke, “Not immediately, but left alone, he could die before long. Still, if he receives treatment quickly, he’ll survive.”

Just then.

Zachary, pinned beneath me, let out a faint groan and slowly opened his eyes.

Those familiar blue eyes gazed steadily at me.

How had I not recognized those eyes? Zachary’s, Kayden’s, and this man’s.

All of them shared the same eyes.

Once, I had heard the saying that through the eyes one could see another’s soul.

At the time, I had dismissed it as nonsense. But as I looked into Zachary’s unchanged eyes, I felt, just for a moment, that perhaps the saying was true.

As his gaze grew clearer, Zachary looked at me as if remembering something.

Though I told myself not to hope, sweat beaded on my palms before I knew it.

Kayden, another reincarnation of Zachary, had known nothing. But could this reincarnation be different? Could he remember me?

I knew the thought was absurd.

After all, my current appearance was entirely different from the red-haired demon Zachary had once known.

Even so, thinking of what we had been to each other, a faint hope stirred in me. Could it be that he would recognize not the shell, but the soul within?

Ah.

Zachary let out a small sound of wonder. Did he truly recognize who I was?

Slowly, he parted his lips. It seemed as though my name would spill from his tongue at any moment.

Yes, it’s me!

I even stopped breathing for a moment as I stared at his mouth.

His lips moved.

“Are you… an angel?”

“……”

I was at a loss for words.

From long ago, Zachary had a knack for making me angry.

And yet now, even his reincarnation was making me feel this way. Was I often quick to anger—hm, no, on second thought, that wasn’t it.

But still, it was undeniable that Zachary had a special talent for provoking my fury.

“In your eyes I look like an angel—never mind. Yes. I am an angel.”

I ground my teeth and spat out the words. I clenched my molars so hard while speaking that the sound of my jaw joints grinding together could be heard.

Ha.

The disappointment that he hadn’t recognized me and the humiliation of having to impersonate an angel tangled inside me.

Of course, someone might ask why impersonating an angel suddenly became such a disgrace. Considering how passionate I had been about blasphemy, shouldn’t I be delighted?

‘But this isn’t impersonation for the sake of blasphemy.’

Right now, I was pretending to be an angel only so Zachary wouldn’t be frightened and run away.

Ordinary humans feared demons, after all.

Even so, I couldn’t stop now. Since Zachary was a soldier of Silveron, he had to remain in this camp for the time being.

‘If I want to interfere in this war more easily, I’ll have to keep impersonating an angel anyway.’

To interfere in the war. It was far from my original plan, but seeing the stab wound in Zachary’s body, my involvement seemed unavoidable.

I couldn’t possibly let those who dared to hurt what was mine go unpunished.

Meanwhile, upon hearing me call myself an angel, tears welled up in Zachary’s eyes.

I couldn’t hide the bewilderment I felt.

“Why… why are you crying?”

“At last… the Celestial God has heard my prayer—”

Zachary trailed off and fainted again.

This time it was a complete faint, and no matter how many times I called him, he wouldn’t wake.

What Zachary had said just before losing consciousness.

The unusual choice of words left me at a loss.

Dumbfounded, I asked the Three Mercenary Brothers, “What’s with that reaction just now? Do humans usually cry and collapse like this when they meet an angel?”

“Normally, they’d be very surprised, sure? But to cry as well… Well, in that case, he’s just an ordinary Silveron believer.”

Lenny answered my question as though it was nothing.

At that, I pressed him further in disbelief. “An ordinary believer? Not a fanatic?”

“By Silveron standards, that’s ordinary. That country as a whole… let’s just say they’re deeply devout.”

Lenny continued, “You see, that country’s a bit unusual. How should I put it, if in the Empire divine authority and imperial authority are about equal, in Silveron, divine authority is higher than imperial authority. But the royal family has no complaints at all. You’d think they’d be wary of their power being undermined. Strange, isn’t it?”

“So you’re saying the whole country’s full of fanatics.”

“Hyungnim, you just insulted an entire nation. Truly fitting of a demon’s contractor.”

I easily ignored Lenny’s last remark.

Fanatics, he said. As if it wasn’t enough that he didn’t remember me, Zachary was also a zealot?

If he were a fanatic of the Demon God, that would be one thing, but of all things, this Zachary fervently worshiped the Celestial God.

Why was such a trial placed before me?

I pressed my hand to my forehead.

At least it was fortunate I had claimed to be an angel. If I had revealed that I was a demon, he would have despised me instantly.

And to be thinking such things even now.

I almost felt like I wanted to pray to some god, just like humans did.

But the Celestial God was out of the question, since I was a demon. And the Demon God—I had sealed away myself.

Damn it. I didn’t even have a god I could pray to.

I sighed and lamented my fate for a moment. But only for a moment.

I scooped Zachary’s collapsed body up in both arms.

Treatment was urgent. I had to get him to a physician immediately.

Seeing me lift him, Lenny muttered something under his breath, “Hm. It feels like the roles of man and woman are reversed. Still, Hyungnim, you’ve got really strong arms.”

I ignored Lenny’s words and hurried my steps.