2nd Round Villain

5 – D – 4, Wisdom (1)

Cut-.

Ah, the seizure strikes again. I was having a good dream, but the atmosphere broke.

This seizure was attributed to a lowly sorcerer. The great sage, Merlin, is an old man who surpasses the mage lord and is counted as the best wizard on the continent.

Most magic disappears without a trace as soon as it touches my body.

How insignificant it is, I planted an infinite bomb in my body that never runs out. an old man like a dog

“Hey, saintess.”

“Majok? Do you have something to say?”

“Can you stop saying meaningless prayers and heal the curse on me?”

“Curse? Let’s take a look.”

The saintess staggered towards me. The black rosary in her hand shimmered like black pearls.

The saintess used to place me on her lap and put her hand near my stomach. Two very small and withered palms passed through the stomach.

It’s even more unbelievable after spending three days with her in Tartarus that he fought against 100,000 monsters with such weak hands.

Woo woo-.

A white halo of light rose from the saintess’ hand. The darkness that had been gloomy lifted a little.

The saintess’s face, which does not fade even when soiled, is put into her field of vision.

Her face was pensive. Why did you see something you couldn’t see?

“this is… It’s not a curse, it’s magic.”

“It doesn’t matter, whether you can fix it or not.”

“My life was bestowed by you, so I can sacrifice my life as much as I want, but this seems to be beyond my ability.”

“Is that enough?”

The saintess who restored Seonghwang’s severed arm made such a conclusion.

Alas, Merlin Gregory. He’s such an old man What kind of magic have you cast on me? If you want to make it, you have to do it finely.

“It is not an energy that can be extinguished by human power. Whoever it may be, the caster of this spell seems to be a truly aspiring wizard.”

“Kick, I think I killed that wizard.”

“What did you just say?”

“Nothing.”

The moment when words of ridicule spill out and smile. The iron gates of Tartarus opened. I’m sure the food was served earlier, but is this another visit?

“Saintess, this is a visit.”

My prediction was right. Visiting two days in a row following yesterday.

How open-minded was the saintess when she was outside.

… To be honest, I’m very envious. Who would live in sorrow without friends?

“Please come in.”

“however… that… Visitor… .”

The saintess tilted her head wearing an eyepatch at the Celtic’s hesitant expression.

“Are there any problems?”

“The saintess may be uncomfortable with this. You may decline the visit if you wish.”

There was a little surprise, hostility, tension, etc. in the Celtic’s heavy voice. Who is the identity of this visitor and why is he doing that?

If you have a difficult relationship with the saintess… No one really comes to mind. Isn’t a saintess the type to live pretending to be with someone?

Right now, I am the saintess’s enemy, but even though I don’t know her identity, she treats me so warmly.

“no. You took a long step because of me, so of course I should greet you.”

“Um… All right. Hey, come in.”

Celt looked back and said.

“Hmm? What, did you allow it? Holy lady, do you have a lot of guts?”

What came to be heard was the clear and alluring voice of a woman. It was something I was familiar with.

Why is that b*tch here?

“You… ?”

“Hey, it’s me. saintess. Could it be that you haven’t forgotten about it? So you’re a little sad?”

A woman entered through the door guarded by the Celts.

She was boldly dressed, exposing her voluptuous breastbone and one thigh. She had black hair like mine and had red eyes.

“I wonder if the Grand Duke of the West of the Demon King’s Army is here.”

Not the same bloodline as me, but a woman of the same race.

And, a woman who is a makai duke like me.

Along with King of the South and Jack of the East, a woman called the Succubus Queen.

West Grand Duke Lilith Klanane.

It was the identity of the third visitor.

*****

Lilith approached Tartarus with her arms folded arrogantly. Just like yesterday, the saintess had advanced to the front of the barracks. She didn’t seem to see me even in the dark.

“You look good, saint.”

“Yes, I am doing well.”

“Byungshogu-like year.”

“I take it as a compliment.”

Lilith mocked the saintess in a high-pitched voice. Either way, the saintess only wore a benevolent smile on her lips.

A pure smile that is neither cold nor cold. Being able to keep that face on no matter who she bumps into must be the saintess’s proprietary ability.

“I’m still laughing after being hurt like that.”

“hahahaha.”

“hahahaha? Do you want to be beaten again?”

“How can I not know that your words are not sincere?”

If Lilith was going to say something like that, then why did she come to see me?

I’d forgotten about it because I’d been with the saintess for a few days, but I’m really curious about the speed of that Demon’s head.

I heard about the relationship between the saintess and Lilith from the Celts.

During the war between the Pandemonium and the Continent, Lilith was defeated and captured by a saintess. With serious injuries that put life on the line.

At that time, the saintess said that she had cured Lilith with her own divine power and sent her back to the Demon King’s Army. It’s kind of like giving a favor.

And not too long ago, the saintess was defeated in a pincer attack by the demon dukes, including Lilith. Lilith had repaid the favor with an enemy.

In fact, it was foolish to capture the enemy’s leadership and release them unharmed.

All war is a law in which you have to be prepared to die if you don’t kill the opponent, but Lilith didn’t call the saintess a signal for sickness for nothing.

“Why do you think so? Did I come to tease you today?”

“Because the trembling in your voice, the emotional pitch of your notes, the tone that sings of your feelings speak for themselves.”

“It’s still the same as always talking about catching floating clouds. On the subject of idiots.”

“It is positive.”

Well, I don’t think it’s on a positive level.

“Fool. Hogu. fool. buggy.”

“… … .”

“Terrible. idiot. Sukmaek. idiot.”

Lilith cursed the saintess with insulting words. Words mixed with ridicule pricked the saintess.

Even though she was being cursed at, what was so good about it, the saintess was wearing only an innocent smile. Now I have a reasonable suspicion that she is not a masochist.

“Are you done?”

After a brief pause, the saintess asked. Lilith took a moment to catch her breath before replying bluntly.

“no? Aren’t you done?”

“… Please continue.”

“It’s always going to be like that, you worm-like saint.”

Lilith attacked the saintess again with words. blah blah… All kinds of bath bowls were thrown at the saintess.

The saintess just listened in silence with a smile like a bloody face.

But, it’s a bit strange.

‘Was Duke Xu such a limited demon?’

Every word of curse that Lilith spat out was not like her.

If you think of the rough jokes that Lilith usually speaks… … .

‘I’m going to have to tear off the limbs to the north, south, east, and west, hand them to Cerberus, and sprinkle the dung on the fields.’

‘It would be better to carefully step on your brain and throw it away.’

‘Dirty and insignificant twin scum, you will avoid bedbugs on the street.’

But now… what? Fool, idiot, asshole, hunk?

It’s not wrong, but considering the usual Lilith, it’s an extremely low level. No, it’s just childish.

“profit… ! Why are you still!”

“… … .”

Lilith groans. The saintess did not respond.

Why did that demon get angry when he said that Ji came to tease him?

“I stabbed you in the back! I trusted you and let you go, but you took the lead in attacking me! Why are you not angry!”

It seems that there are a lot of incomprehensible things these days. The saintess, following me, now Lilith.

Although that demon originally had a unique way of thinking.

Contrary to the joyous expression on her face when she first entered the prison, Lilith’s face turned red.

It wasn’t that the saintess said anything special. Is there anything that bothers you?

Or, did it bother him that he stabbed the saintess in the back of the head who had been gracious to him?

If that’s true, I’ll give you a barrage of swearing. It’s called demon disqualification.

If you betrayed them in a cool way, the demons should be proud of them. What kind of racially-traitory feelings do you feel when you become one of the four Dukes of the Demon World?

“I betrayed you! Even though you released it, you hit the head! But why aren’t you swearing! I even came to tease you!”

“… .”

“I-you must curse me! I was acting like a b*tch! Why are you laughing without saying a word!”

“You.”

The saintess, who had been listening quietly, finally opened her mouth.

Lilith’s bare shoulders flinched.

“Because you’re not seriously insulting me.”

“What, what?”

“Are you feeling uncomfortable? Something is frustrating… I keep thinking of the choices I believed were correct in the past… .”

“Dog, stop talking bullsh*t! Who said that!”

She denies what she said, but Lilith, who was always relaxed, was so flustered that the saintess had hit the mark.

“So that’s why you came to me. Making an excuse that is not an excuse that you came to tease.”

“Tease that mouth one more time. It’s not safe being behind bars.”

Lilith growled and threatened. Unfortunately, it seems that the saintess knew how to be afraid of death.

Of course, the saintess didn’t care and continued.

“That feeling is called ‘guilt’.”

“… !”

Contrary to what she said out loud, Lilith did not attack the saintess. The saintess calmly pursed her lips.

“Don’t be shy. Don’t even try to turn away. Feeling guilty means that you have a ‘conscience’ in your heart, and it is not something to be denied, but something to be proud of.”

“That, it’s not like that… ! what are you talking about now… !”

“I am delighted. I realized that goodness blooms even in the most corrupt of God’s creations. isn’t it? Mr. Demon?”

“… ?”

The saintess turned her head to me and asked a question. What is it, why are you looking at me all of a sudden?

“A demon? Is anyone there?”

Lilith asked in command form. I didn’t want the saintess to find out my true identity, so I answered in demonic language.

[It’s been a while, Succubus Queen.]

I still don’t believe that the saintess will kill me. Just because I don’t want to tell you.

I don’t want the saintess to find out that I’m an evil and corrupt demon. There’s no specific reason, it’s just a feeling.

[Joe, Joker! Why are you here!]

[Didn’t it spread that I was imprisoned in the Tower of Babel? I was locked up for a hundred days?]

[I heard the news that he went missing one day without a rumor… You were in Tartarus. but why? Are you saying that someone can confine you here?]

[I don’t know that, pretend you don’t know me for now. Please adjust the rhythm.]

Between me and Lilith, who spoke in the demonic language, the saintess tilted her head. Fortunately, he didn’t seem to know the Makai language.

[It doesn’t matter, but… What can you do for me?]

[What do you do? It’s a demon who will die soon.]

[…] what?]

[Hey, can’t you please do me a favor for a demon who will die soon? While I wasn’t there, the demon world’s heart became filthy.]

[No no, that’s not it, what did you just say? die?]

[Tartaros is a place where only death row inmates can enter. Didn’t you know that?]

[…] what?]

Lilith’s eyes and voice pulsated as if struck by lightning. A new, quivering demonic word escaped from her parted lips.

[then… Seriously, is the saintess going to die too? Stand, stand, stand, the saintess is also on death row?]

I answered calmly.

[of course?]