2nd Round Villain

3 – D – 6, embrace

it’s bullsh*t

It’s the most ridiculous bullsh*t I’ve ever heard. It’s more bullsh*t than the dog’s words expressed in human language.

To say such words from the bottom of my heart makes me really curious about what was going on in the saintess’ head.

“Poop.”

“Why are you laughing?”

“Because a noble saintess makes jokes that are third-rate.”

“I learned that the most precious thing is in the lowest place.”

“Does the holy kingdom teach idealism?”

“… … .”

In fact, what the saintess just said couldn’t be regarded as idealism.

Is there energy in love? do you have a shape? do you have mass? do you have magic?

Love is a celestial thing. Things that don’t know how to express instinctive desires are just things that are wrapped up to express them in a noble way. The essence of love is ugly lust.

so it’s sh*t Because it is derived from the etymology of lies.

That’s why I don’t understand. How the hell did the saintess treat my vocal cords?

With the divine power that causes convulsions just by touching demons, how did he heal so perfectly and without any pain?

“Love and idealism are different.”

“Do you think living in a delusion is worse than idealism?”

“Even if it’s a delusion, it doesn’t matter. I just go according to the will of the Lord.”

“You really like me.”

Perhaps, the saintess may not have been aware of her abilities.

In terms of the value of the name, the saintess is ranked among the top five on the continent. I only have ten fingers.

You may be mistaken that your ability to break even the laws of the world is due to something absurd, such as love. Considering the saintess’ stopping power, this is a fully possible hypothesis.

“Come on, stop thinking strangely and let me know what you promised.”

The saintess smiled brightly and licked her lips, perhaps sensing my suspicion.

“What promise?”

“That’s why you came here.”

“Oh, is that?”

“If you are reflecting, I will take responsibility and help you.”

It was clear that the saintess was a persistent woman.

But since there’s nothing I can’t tell you, I think it’s better to answer. It’s not that I don’t hate talking to her in this boring place, but I just hate it when it bothers her so much.

“You don’t have to help me because I don’t do anything like self-reflection. And, my crime is the same as yours.”

“If you are like me… .”

“Ignorance, the Demon King put it in. sh*t, there were more than three weak points of the demon king, but all of them became useless as I was trapped here without a chance to use my hands.”

“Is it blasphemy? Or, do you believe in the Lord?”

“Don’t expect anything. Because the god I believe in is a demon.”

As she spat it out sarcastically, the saintess expressed her regret. Then, who do you trust, who do not believe the demons drank?

“I still don’t understand? Where is the Demon who was faithful like me?”

“Have you been faithful?”

“Why don’t you believe me?”

“Honestly a little… I’m glad though. It is a good support to firmly believe in and rely on something.”

The saintess let out a sigh. I feel like I’m genuinely happy. How long has it been since you met me, do you think of me that way?

She is truly a wide-ranging woman. It’s pathetic.

Suddenly, a childlike desire to shatter that remoteness and security boiled over. It is the desire for destruction as a demon. I didn’t want to see the saintess who kept talking nonsense about love or something.

“As for how sincere I was, when I was angry, I used to curse at the devil instead of smashing things.”

“… … .”

“I stole the lycanthrope to be used in the ritual and boiled the soup and ate it. When there was nothing to talk about at a drinking party, I used to joke with the person who drank. Ah, really, I was a faithful demon like no other?”

To think of realizing his desire for destruction with words even when his limbs are restrained. A guy like me is also a really great guy.

Of course, it is true that I am a faithful demon. Compared to the other guys, yes.

*****

I was a lamb

What does the word Yangachi mean? Doesn’t that mean a vulgar and mean person who behaves like a fool?

So I’m the perfect kid. A very little bit of strong bullying. that’s me

The guy who touched me avenged me in the same way. The guy who touched my family also touched my family. To a man without a family, he gave away something more precious than family.

An example is the burning of the elven forest and cutting down the world tree.

However, if you ask if it was nakedness that ran amok without being able to do it, it is not. I was a typical weak-and-weak. He clung to the strong and showed no mercy to the weak.

But perhaps because of my nature, I hated being attached to someone. I hated bowing my head to others, and I hated living with others.

so i got stronger

It’s weak and weak, but I made it so that there is only one person stronger than me in the world. that’s the devil A transcendent existence that cannot be surpassed.

If it’s not the demon king, even if it’s a demon god, you can’t look down at me. i made that

I was just a bully doing whatever I wanted, not an unbridled colt. At least I knew how to cover the front. It was far from lax.

When I slept, I slept with an 11-layer protective shield that even 8th-circle wizards had a hard time with, and I only had people I’d been with for at least twenty years, and even if it was the demon king, as long as they were people around me, I always had weaknesses.

How, wasn’t it quite elaborate? Even though he is currently a death row inmate in Tartarus, a prison from which escape is impossible, with his limbs tied to the north, south, east, and west as if he were being executed by heat.

… As I am passing the end of my life, I seem to have many thoughts. When you see these useless thoughts come to mind.

“I pray to the Lord.”

The saintess is praying in a corner.

The soft light flowing along her body line brightens the twilight darkness a little.

“Thank you for giving me this precious daily bread.”

“Holy Lady, our food is provided by the guard. Not that great week.”

“… Please show mercy and grace to that poor sheep. Poor sheep that has nowhere to go.”

“… … .”

No matter how much she calls herself a saint of the sun, this place is a superheated hell. It must be hot enough, so why kneel down to warm yourself?

After all, he is an abnormal human being. Maybe he had a head injury when he was younger.

“Hey, saintess. I have a question for you.”

“Tell me.”

At the words she heard, the saintess cut off her engrossed prayer. She had a bright smile on her lips, as if she was quite happy that I was curious.

Of course, since the saintess is always smiling, it’s not certain.

“That rosary.”

“yes.”

“Why are you black? Is the time dirty?”

“Is this what I’m holding in my hand?”

The saintess answered and raised the rosary in her hand. In the halo of light, the cross, especially appealing in black, stood out.

“Yeah, that. Priests usually wear a pure white rosary, which means nobility, or a golden rosary, which means holiness.”

“Most do.”

The saintess held the rosary in her arms as if it were something precious. It was the same shape as when he put me in his arms earlier.

“But for me… They have a heavy duty to take care of the pitiful sheep that they cannot afford to take care of. The black rosary is a symbol of that meaning.”

“You mean the garbage in the back alley?”

“It refers to those who are alienated from the shadows without light.”

“Damn it, they’ll snort when they hear it. How vicious are the people living in the back alleys.”

“So you have to be more tolerant. Like this black rosary. Or, like you.”

Who is helping whom with the blood-dried bandages tightly wrapped around their eyes?

The moment he was about to raise a disgruntled question, the iron door of the prison, which had been closed ever since the saintess entered, opened.

Is it meal time already? There must still be about two hours left.

After tasting the soft bread the saintess gave me, I couldn’t find any other bread anymore.

… Are you sure you’re not new? I hate to die any more.

The current saintess was enough to bother me, but if someone like the elven queen or the emperor came in, I would go mad.

What cut off my worries was the voice of the Celts that I heard the next moment.

“Holy Lady, a request to visit has come in.”

What was heard was the silent call of the Celts.

Let’s meet… After I entered Tartarus, there was no visitor, so even if I knew it, there was nothing to write about.

. . . never having friends. Originally, the demon tribe was like that. There’s no reason to go to visits between demons in a strange way.

Big hum.

Anyway, at the word visitor, the saintess was preparing to greet her with a smile full of anticipation. Even so, I don’t know about it, but the blood flowed down from the bandage, and it looked hideous.

“A visit? Please come in.”

In response to the saintess’ answer, Celt fully opened the iron door and entered Tartarus. A human man stood upright next to him.

As everyone in the know knows, Tartarus is a hot place comparable to magma. That human standing still in Tartarus, no matter how low you put it, would be of the Celt class.

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Jerk-.

The man took a step forward with Celt. confident. A single visitor is ahead of the Tartarus jailer. It’s not majestic, it’s to the point of being arrogant.

However, he is a human being who deserves it.

“Now I have no eyes to see, so I cannot recognize the rude guest.”

At the same time as the saintess murmured softly, the door opened and the light illuminated the man’s face.

A face I knew well shone with a halo of lights. No, it wasn’t just me, it was a person known to all continents.

Traitor Vincent.

A renegade who hated humans, cursed elves, and killed dragons many times over.

… At the same time, he is a positional figure who has risen to the position of commander of the Demon King’s Army with his human status. Even with me, I cut my face a few times.

Among the information Vincent handed over to the Demon King’s Army, there was a lot of top-secret information from the empire that could have been obtained by spending thousands of dollars. This is the reason he has the biggest stake in being able to step on the highway of promotion in the Demon King’s Army.

Of course, from the point of view of the Continental Alliance, it was the number one target to be eliminated somehow. Even though the long war is over, the fact that he is still alive proves Vincent’s ability to live.

Traitors are not something anyone does.

“Do I have to reveal the identity of the small person?”

Vincent looked at the saintess and asked softly.

it will be uncomfortable I don’t know what the purpose of his visit was to the saintess of the sun, but the saintess was the head of the continent who did not abandon the continental army until the end.

If you find out that the identity of the visitor is a traitor, it is obvious that you will get angry.

“If you feel uncomfortable, you don’t have to. I am not forcing a choice.”

Fortunately or unfortunately, the saintess gave the visitor a chance.

“… No, I have to reveal my identity anyway. I will tell you at ease.”

However, the visitor refused the opportunity for some reason. Then, standing proudly in front of the saintess with the thick bars in between.

I was just watching them from behind. Inside Tartarus, I’m in the dark, so Vincent doesn’t see me.

It’s a shame, if you saw me, it would have been a funny situation. A terrible thing might have happened in that the saintess found out about my identity.

“The dwarf’s name is Vincent.”

Vincent spoke in a dry voice that did not contain any emotion.

The saintess answered with a smile.

“There are ten people with the name Vincent in my head.”

“You can think of the one you hate the most.”

“Hate… You use ugly words to describe yourself.”

“The world, the people, and the continent call small men that. Everyone, without exception.”

The saintess’ pale face subtly changed. His already white face became slightly whiter.

“You’re the commander of the Demon King’s army, Vincent.”

“The saintess is the first ‘person’ who treats the person with respect even after knowing the identity of the small person.”

“It is an honor.”

“A small person is more than an honor.”

That was all. The saintess neither showed hostility nor gave off an aura of contempt. The warm and gentle airflow that was also revealed to me flows down the bars of Tartarus.

At that, traitor Vincent was quite surprised. His black pupils trembled slightly.

“By the way, why did the commander of the demon king’s army come to me, a death row inmate?”

“I came to you despite the rudeness to seek help.”

“Help?”

hey, shameless Who is the saintess imprisoned in Tartarus? If Vincent hadn’t handed over valuable information such as the Continental Army, especially the Empire’s byway, to the Demon King’s Army, the Continental Army wouldn’t have collapsed so in vain.

Oh, and of course the war was fierce. What I expressed as futile is only in comparison with the ‘original Continental Army’. If it was a f*cking war because there was one defector, the modifier war wouldn’t even be attached in the first place.

“I heard that the saintess’ white eyes of wisdom contain the world’s best eyesight and wisdom.”

“It is an exaggerated rumor. It is an undeserved modifier.”

“But you are not good enough to give an answer to the difficult question this foolish man is facing.”

“… First of all, please tell me.”

Vincent nodded briefly. The saintess could not see it directly, but read it roughly from the air flow and atmosphere.

“As you know, the small man was a member of the Empire. The Holy Lady was the daughter of the Holy Kingdom.”

“Um… The term daughter is a bit disgraceful. I was just one of the people of the Lord, just like everyone else.”

“Little man hated the empire. I thought it was a country that deserved to be destroyed, and when the Demon King’s army invaded the continent, I said it was right and insisted.”

Vincent didn’t panic and spat out the words clearly. However, the sweat on the nape of the back, invisible from the saintess’ angle and only visible to me contemplating from behind, showed Vincent’s level of tension.

“In the end, the small man’s wish came true, and the mighty empire disappeared like a grain of sand. The bureaucrats were scattered, the emperor was killed by an assassin sent by the Demon King’s Army, and finally collapsed by the scheming of a demon called the Joker.”

“I hope you like it.”

“… I thought I would be like that too, but in reality it wasn’t good at all.”

FYI, I like Vincent very much.

Since I was the second person in the demon king’s army, isn’t it natural that I like him who was a traitor to the empire? No, that’s not the only reason I love Vincent.

There are innumerable human groups, and among them there are so many seungnyang that cling to the strong. The reason why Vincent is famous is because he is the first defector and a human who has risen to the highest rank.

It’s not that I like all defectors. On the contrary, I hate such lame villains. What is the attraction to ugly and pitiful things?

But Vincent is different.

“Now that I’ve been working on it, the Demon King’s world was a worse hell than the Empire. I didn’t know that and didn’t do it, but now I’m a bit skeptical about whether my choice was the right one.”

“You are in agony of regret.”

“So please tell me the answer. Isn’t the saintess the wisest person on the continent? I have no doubt that this foolish agony of a small person will be blown away in an instant.”

The saintess put on a faint smile. It must have been that the repeated sincere compliments made him feel good.

With only one bar between them, Vincent sent a desperate glance as if the saintess were the only window of salvation. Even so, the personality itself was hard, so there wasn’t much of a standout.

Vincent is stubborn and blunt. You can consider yourself a principled person. Why did he betray the empire and join the demon king’s army?

“Do you regret betraying the Empire?”

“No, absolutely not. I just had a little doubt about whether the choice at that time was the right one.”

“He came all the way to the Tower of Babel to meet me just out of curiosity.”

“… actually.”

Suddenly, Vincent lifted the top that was covering his stomach.

Her six-piece abs, which looked quite smooth and toned, were clearly exposed. The space between the eyebrows of Celt and I, who were watching, narrowed slightly.

It has a faint scent of blood. A scent that enhances combat and promotes violence. That very thing was wafting from Vincent’s three red-holes in his abdomen.

The saintess was blind, but her nose was not tasted. The space between the eyebrows of the saintess who smelled the scent of blood narrowed accordingly.

“I’ve lived so carefully… The resentment of tens of thousands of people is always difficult to bear.”

“Looks like you got hit in the wrong place.”

“I’m barely holding on by gathering my energy as much as I can, but even five minutes is over the limit.”

“You have spent precious time on me like honey water.”

“After all, a small person has no family or anything. The remnants of the empire have made everyone around me go missing.”

“… .”

“I thought I was dodging it well, but I wasn’t. The war was decided anyway, so the empire didn’t deliberately kill this scandalous traitor. Subordinates, family, colleagues… After killing and isolating each of the people around them, I punished them when the continent was completely occupied and when it was most brilliantly excited.”

Oh, I didn’t know that. Somehow, it seemed that Vincent’s adjutant changed every day. That’s what the imperial remnants did.

The war will be lost anyway, so the traitor’s life will end. It’s an empire-like method that’s fierce. It is me who defeated such a country, and I am proud of myself again.

“I was going to enjoy the victor’s banquet as usual, but the muzzle in the corner was shining. There were three flashes of light like a cigarette. Bang, bang, bang. The shooter was killed instantly, but the bullets fired by the Empire pierced the dwarf’s lungs and intestines.”

“Didn’t you think of going to the priests to get healed?”

“Kuh, do you believe that they will use their divine power for the little man?”

The empire, which was the strongest on the continent, collapsed, and other countries and races also walked the path of destruction one after another. The Holy Nation to which the saintess and priests belonged was one of them.

“Ah, don’t worry. The saintess must hate small men. But at the last moment, the only thing that comes to mind is the saintess.”

“Is that so?”

“I think it’s really unfortunate that the kingdom collapsed because of the actions of a small person. It wasn’t unexpected, but as a small person, there was nothing I could do about it.”

The saintess’s eyebrows twitched slightly. In the conversation about Seongguk, it seems that Seongguk, my hometown, came to mind.

“… how.”

With a slightly shaking voice, the saintess pursed her lips.

“Why did you betray the empire?”

Presuming that Vincent was probably around here. The saintess asked, holding back her feelings of resentment.

“The Empire was a mighty nation. It ran like a machine in front of the strict decree of the emperor, and it was a country where corruption and corruption were not dared to dream. Why did you betray such an empire?”

low-pitched question. However, the emotion contained in it is quite passionate.

The saintess never understands Vincent. Although she experienced the storms of war authentically, in the end, the saintess was a human being who grew up in the flower garden of the protection of the Holy Land.

Didn’t I say I like Vincent earlier?

That’s because there is one thing that makes him different from other ‘renegades’.

“Why did you betray the Empire? You’re asking an obvious question.”

“Of course… ?”

After a short pause, the betrayer bitterly opens his mouth.

“The Empire did not treat me as a human being.”

“… .”

Yeah, that one.

Vincent was a slave in the Empire.

The lowest class of society, treated as non-human objects, livestock, and animals.

When there are guests in the house, they become the entertainment of Paris, and the trash at the bottom living a life inferior to the drug lords in Harlem.

This is the treatment Vincent received from the Empire.

“I just didn’t treat them as a nation.”

“that… Ahh.”

I don’t like crappy villains. The same goes for villains who seek money, fame, and power. Isn’t that kind of boring?

Most of the humans attached to the demon king’s army were like that. In words, they say that they will be loyal to the demon lord, that they have longed for the demon lord’s army, and whatnot, and they only talk about what is on their lips. I’ve never seen a case where that persists even in the face of death.

But Vincent is different. What he harbors towards the Empire is a deep-rooted vengeance. It’s not like a petty opportunist. If Vincent had been an opportunist, he would not have fought in the forefront, risking his life in every battle, and would not have been promoted radically or rise to the rank of corps commander.

That’s why I like Vincent. I’m tired of villains with feelings of revenge, but the reason why classics are classics is because they are attractive.

He thinks that he is just taking revenge, but after the revenge is over, he can find himself in the mirror who has changed just like the people he hated so much.

What a charming villain this is.

“You must have had a pitiful story.”

“I thought that if it were a saintess, she would easily show sympathy for someone like a small person.”

“Where is a sheep without a story in the world?”

“Since you know that, I believe you will be able to answer the little man’s question as well.”

“Um… .”

“Was it right for the villain to destroy the empire? No matter how wormy the country is, did you have to protect it just because it was your motherland?”

The question is wrong.

Vincent himself doesn’t know it, but the agony he’s in isn’t something like regret about his choice. That doesn’t suit a fundamentalist like him.

Vincent’s concern is not regret, but himself who has become a ‘villain’ like the empire.

Since the person who hated the empire became like the empire, he must have developed a deep self-loathing every time he looked in the mirror. It’s a common saying among revenge villains.

If I had been a remnant of the Empire, I would not have killed Vincent. Even if left alone anyway, he would not be able to enjoy the wealth and glory, and he would have ended his life by suicide in the swamp of endless shame.

The most painful death is neither burning, beheading, nor gunshot, but suicide. Suicide is a choice when life becomes more painful than death, so those who commit suicide die after suffering more pain than death.

“Um… .”

Would the saintess have noticed such Vincent’s inner circumstances?

“I am not a prophet who predicts the future. Not to mention, I am not a scholar who reveals the past.”

huh? What is it, what are you trying to say by laying out such a classy bottom meal?

“I am just a foolish sheep, commanded by the Lord to heal people and purify the world.”

“… Are you saying that even a saint in the world can’t tell you the answer?”

“You have to find your own answer. I just want you to find the answer.”

Woo woo-.

A white halo of light rises from the saintess’ hand. It was a halo of light used to treat my neck, which was causing a boiling pain. The infinitely divine and merciful hand of light slowly approaches Vincent.

A group of lights that he called ‘love’ in his own words.

“What are you trying to do, saintess?”

“This is the only thing I know how to do, so please forgive me. This is the precious duty that the Lord bestowed upon me when he gave birth to me.”

“… I asked for an answer, and he gave me the wrong one.”

Woo woo-.

Vincent didn’t resist like I did before. No matter what the commander of the Pandemonium Corps is, he was born a human. Maybe it’s because I’m going to die anyway.

The bud of light grown by the saintess lands on Vincent’s affected area. Bright dew permeates between the red circles in the three rooms. Vincent spits out.

“Saintess, why are you seeking a small person?”

The holy woman’s divine power was strong. Vincent’s wounds began to heal in an instant, and little by little, new shoots of vitality sprouted on his face.

Vincent continued talking as if he couldn’t understand.

“A small person is a traitor. They abandoned the continent, and even though it was unintentional, it had a great impact on the defeat of the Holy Land to which the saintess belonged. Why do you want to save me from the grip of death?”

“that… … .”

“Ah, do you mean that I should not die like this, but come back to life and experience the pain of life forever? Then I’ll take it sweetly. Considering it as a reward for giving the precious divine power that no one else will give to the small person… … .”

“Could it be possible?”

The saintess shook her head and replied.

“If there is a sick person in front of me, I treat it. Whether it is a sinner, a traitor, a mute brute, or an enemy general you once encountered on the battlefield, emotions can contain discrimination, but sacred power must not contain discrimination based on private emotions.”

Hey, that’s a true saint. I let out a silent exclamation.

“… Show mercy even to traitors.”

ugh… Sharak-.

Vincent, who had been completely healed from the pierced internal organs to the skin, stroked his abdomen with a dumbfounded face. Then he murmured in a loud voice. As if he was quite impressed.

“I have never seen a priest like the saintess.”

“Is that so? In this world, there must be countless saints who are superior to me.”

“No, even if I bring all the priests in the world, they won’t heal the traitors.”

“The Lord has spoken. to love the enemy As a people of the Lord, I just silently follow.”

Hey, you are a true believer, very.

Let’s love even the enemy It seems that the saintess knows the biggest loss she lost in the war. If you infuse nonsensical things such as mercy and love into the war, it will be defeated.

Well, even if I had fought with a cold-blooded attitude without blood or tears, I would have lost in the end because of the insurmountable wall of being the Demon Lord.

“Love your enemies… By the way, may I ask what it is called in the Holy Land?”

Had he just been saved? The traitor asked with tears in his eyes. In his eyes, there was a strange radiance that I had never seen in him.

What I instilled in Vincent during my days in the Demon King’s Army was madness, malice, and vengeance. that… like… … .

“I’ve never heard anything like that from anyone. However, it must be something unusual that your heart gets excited when you hear it for the first time.”

A faint halo of light flowing through the body of the saintess.

it looked exactly like it

“we do it”

Stopping her words one tempo, the saintess looked at me. It would be unreasonable to say that he could see because he had no eyes, but he said as he turned towards me. As if explaining to me who didn’t even ask the question.

“It’s called inclusion.”

Embrace, a short, simple word of two syllables. Vincent, who listened to it, closed his eyes for a moment, then quietly opened his eyes and turned around.

“… I guess You learned something valuable today.”

“Are you going?”

“The job of a corps commander is not an idle job that can be left empty for a long time.”

“Yes, please do not forget what you have learned from me.”

As if being busy wasn’t a lie, Vincent hurriedly left Tartarus. When it was time to leave, the gait, which had not been shaken when entering, was more cheerful and upright than anyone else in the world. The overflowing vitality and vitality became a remnant in the gloomy Tartarus.

“It’s a pity.”

When the lingering repercussions of the betrayal hadn’t gone away yet, the saintess returned to her place and opened her mouth. She was slightly emaciated and paler than before.

“what.”

“If he had grown up in the right circumstances, he would not have sold his country.”

“Well, you don’t know human life. I don’t know again, even if I go out well, I’ll turn into a traitor. Aren’t there a lot of them?”

“Um… They must have a story of their own.”

“In my head, it’s just a field of flowers. The saintess.”

The saintess slowly approached and knelt down next to me. why, what are you going to do

“I wanted to embrace people like that.”

“okay?”

“Those who are out of reach of the grace of the Lord… So, until the war broke out, I toured all the continents and traveled to the darkest places, but I only regret that I have only one body.”

“That is unavoidable. If you have any complaints, make something like a homunculus. Our faithful saintess would not even dare to do such a thing.”

“… An artificial human, why do you make such a terrible thing?”

“It’s just a saying. Hear and shed.”

The saintess nodded her head in agreement. A halo of light, slightly paler than before Vincent came, enveloped her whole body. It is the one and only light of Tartarus, which is extremely dark.

“Oh, it reminds me of the old days.”

“An old idea?”

“Yes, the place where I was born is a very dark and violent place. Since I’m in Tartarus, I’m reminded of that time. I don’t really miss the fervent madness and hot blood, though.”

As she spoke with eyes wet with melancholy, the saintess slightly lowered her head and twitched her lips.

“… You, like everyone else, have a sad past.”

“… ? What the heck, why are you suddenly making assumptions about other people’s pasts?”

“Darling, do you think you had a happy past?”

“Then, what a happy family I grew up in. Why are you treating others like misfortunes?”

“I have been rude, I apologize.”

The saintess bowed her head toward the empty space next to me.

It was a polite gesture, but it was a flaw to apologize for the wrong place because I couldn’t see the front. Feed, the pointless arsenic leaked out. I opened my mouth to tease her.

“As for how happy our family was, first of all, my older sister’s head was cut off by humans and her head was put to death in the street. The dragons beheaded my mother and threw her as food for the orcs.”

“… … .”

“My father was burned by the elves. How is it, isn’t it a very happy family? There probably isn’t anyone among the demons who grew up in a more affluent family than me, right?”

The devilish desire soars again. Me too, I need to stop doing this quickly. Making fun of people is so much fun that it’s not easy.

Now, our noble and merciful Saint Mary. How will you react this time?

That I played with you twice. Aren’t you angry? Can that proud love of yours be displayed intact even in the anger that shakes the composure?

“… you.”

Gee, the voice wasn’t exasperated. It seems that the saintess was not as furious as I had hoped.

However, his voice seemed to be slightly trembling, so it seemed that his fever had risen to some extent.

Yeah, try to be a little bit annoyed. Break that hateful embrace you speak of with your own hands. The moment you grumble even once, I will use that as a clue to reveal your dark inner side.

“There must have been a lot of lumps inside.”

… huh?

“Sincerely, tantrums are driven by love. I’ll take it all in, so pour out all the resentments and traumas that eat you up to me.”

Saying that, the saintess raised my head and placed it on her lap. Skinny thighs that could never be said to be fleshy were felt through the back bone.

In addition, the soft yet tough feel of the silk-colored nun’s robe that wrapped around it.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“Your sadness, your pain. Unravel it all to me. Even though you are the most corrupt of God’s creatures, as God’s apostle, I have the duty to guide you as well.”

An unfamiliar sensation coiled around my head like a snake. My vision, which had already been twilight, became completely dark.

His breath was clogged with the touch of something dull.

“… What are we really going to do?”

A little annoyed, I asked a question. Because I hate being stuffy. Dark is good, but closed is not.

“It’s about embracing it.”

“What, what? embrace?”

“I cannot fully understand you, but I can embrace you.”

“Hey, come to your senses. Did you get shot in the head? I am a demon.”

“That’s why we need to embrace them with more careful attention.”

Ah, come to think of it, this woman was also a woman who was tolerant of traitors who destroyed her motherland. Damn, persuasion won’t work.

tight-.

It’s been almost 500 years since I’ve experienced being in someone’s arms. Ha, as expected, it feels disgusting and dirty even after hundreds of years.

What kind of inclusion is this? I’d rather infuse him with divine power, just like he did to Vincent a moment ago.

Kwak-.

Uh, but why does it seem to be getting tighter and tighter? It seems that the two pores in the nose are blocked by something heavy.

“The purpose of inclusion is repentance. Would you repent better if I embraced you strongly?”

“This, this evil human… !”

“Put your mind at ease. Repentance comes from peace of mind.”

“Now, wait… ! Everything, I can’t solve it right away… !”

Kwak-.

“Ouch… !”

I will correct it. The saintess is of the same tribe as me. No, it’s a more evil species than me.

The smile on the saintess’ lips seemed to be the most evil smile in the world at this moment.