My Wife Is the Devil

22 – Water City Aran (1)

-Ko

Cecil, who was watching her small chest rise and fall cutely, desperately suppressed the laughter that escaped her mind.

This is Layla, who was crying for the sky to go away just a moment ago.

If you wake up again to the sound of laughter, you might faint from lack of sleep.

Of course, this adorable child.

“It’s so cute. Look at these puffy cheeks, they’re about to explode, they’re about to explode. hehehehe.”

On the day that Julius fell and had an accident, the Lord gave Cecil a gift.

Proof that his and her love was perfectly formed.

Even though it was a bit difficult when she was pregnant, just looking at her cute face like this makes her fatigue go away.

The baby’s belly is so big that as soon as she opens her eyes, she is looking for milk. When I see her babbling and sucking milk hard, I think she is Julius’ daughter.

“It was originally your father’s, but this greedy bastard took it away.”

When I lightly press her fingers on her chubby cheeks, she starts tossing and turning as if it tickles her.

Cecile, who had been quietly watching Layla, covered the child with her small blanket and then carefully walked out of her room.

“Ha, it’s a bit difficult.”

She struggles to walk and sits down on her sofa.

Lean legs are peeking out from under the slightly raised skirt.

When she saw that, she was so shocked that she hurriedly pulled down her skirt.

Cecil’s arms were so thin that the girl who always seemed healthy and fresh was nowhere to be seen, and only a sickly woman was sitting in her living room.

“… What if Julius abandons me?”

If he continues to dry like this, if he even becomes ugly, he will leave me.

He is truly like a prince from a fairy tale, so if he puts his mind to it, he will bewitch even the woman with her husband.

“It’s late today too.”

Perhaps he has now gone to meet another woman.

If so….

At least, while it is still beautiful.

I want to give you at least a memory that will never be forgotten.

“What are you talking about? I have Layra and she thinks such bad things.”

She curled up her body and buried her face in her arms.

Inside a small house where silent sobs spread.

Julius did not return home until daybreak.

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“So, in the end, this was fake.”

“Please, please save me! “I never imagined it would be Heretic Questioner Na-ri!”

The handsome man wearing colorful silk and a stylish jewel ring is a man with short blonde hair. He was kneeling in front of Julius Tapnell and repeatedly bowing his head.

“It was called an elixir of immortality, but it wasn’t really like that… That’s right! That’s how good it is for your body.”

“…Priest Rian says this is just poison. “Did the church’s priest even dare to tell a lie?”

Julius slowly raised the corners of his mouth and looked intently into the eyes of the man kneeling in front of him.

Looking at himself desperately racking his brain in the eyes that looked like gold workpieces, Jiok Renzel, the top lord of Renzel, came up with a trite but effective idea.

“… Well, I can’t get you the elixir of immortality, but I can get you anything else!”

“Hoo? “Just listen to what I have to say.”

That’s it, that’s enough. For now, the hurdle has been passed.

I slowly roll my eyes and look at his empty left hand.

After calming down the interrogator who was destroying the entire top, Geok. She always sneakily brought up the method that got her out of danger.

From the old slob to the king of a nation.

There is no man in the world who does not like women.

“… Our upper level also has girls ready. “If you want, I can prepare it right now.”

“I’m not talking about a girl, I’m talking about the elixir of immortality?”

“Well, if it’s an elixir, I’ll prepare it somehow. The interrogator must be tired, so please take a break while massaging the girls and we will prepare everything ourselves.

“Ha, really? “Then let’s prepare something.”

Julius smiles kindly and strokes Geok’s head with his left hand.

Thinking that his judgment was right, he swallowed his saliva once and slowly stood up.

“Hello! “Bring women for Interrogator Lee right now!”

A man dragged a chair with colorful carvings to the center of the broken room and sat down.

As if she was looking forward to it, she was even humming and staring intently at Ji-Oc.

The top lord, sweating coldly, waits for his subordinates to come up quickly.

But no matter how much you listen, the top is strangely quiet.

“It looks like my subordinates are stupid and are not doing their job properly. “Can I go out and check for a moment?”

The interrogator, who was now looking at him without even a smile on his lips, nodded his head once as if he understood.

Desperately playing with his trembling feet, he slowly leaves the room and sees the stairs leading down.

After briefly touching his ears, which still could not hear any sound, Geok took a deep breath and began to go down.

Squeak- Creak- Creak-

He came down to the first floor, which had a somewhat gloomy atmosphere, and felt a faint smell from the tip of his nose.

Smells as if something is burning.

When he turned his head and looked around, he saw that the walls were stained with soot.

It was as if something had been dragged to the wall, a sight so hideous that at first glance one might mistake it for a bloodstain.

“No way… This, this is everything….”

“Rather than massaging a girl, playing with fire is better. “Didn’t you do it often when you were young?”

A dry voice coming from behind Geok.

As he slowly turns his head, the expressionless face of the Heretic Questioner appears in his eyes.

“Oh, I didn’t hear anything…”

The golden beast playfully tapped the forehead of Sang Sang-ju, who was stuttering with a pale face, with his finger, and gave a small chuckle.

“The man’s crying is not very pleasant. Of course, the same goes for girls. There is only one person in my heart. “I play only for my wife Cecile.”

With those words, Julius Tapnell twitched the corner of his mouth and strode out of his box.

Midnight with light rain.

The sight behind him is the beautiful dance moves of a man rolling around while screaming silently in golden flames.

As if this were not reality, it was a playful scene where you could not hear the sound of rain hitting the ground, the footsteps of a man clenching his teeth because he could not control his anger, or the flapping wings of a moth rushing into the gorgeous golden light.

-Tak

A cheerful sound created by shoe soles.

With a single sound that echoes as if returning to reality, the entire alley behind the man explodes.

No one comes out of the house because they are startled by a loud noise.

The alley that was responsible for the underworld of the kingdom, along with the Renzel Merchant Marine, was reduced to ashes in a single moment, but no one had noticed it yet.

The name of the man who destroyed the underworld solely out of anger was Julius Tapnel.

He chewed on her lip, recalling the image of his wife’s thin wrist that was stuck in his mind.

“It’s okay, I will definitely save you. “Don’t worry, my love.”

In front of the majestic church building that radiates brilliance in the distance.

A man with rough, gray hair is standing with a gloomy expression.

I feel increasingly anxious and my steps become faster.

He saw his close friend slowly walking towards him and shaking his head.

A story that happened on a long night when despair was slowly choking me.

***

“Well, I guess it will take about three days to reach Aran by carriage.”

“Is that so?”

“… ….”

“Uh… Then, let’s leave? “Relax, I’ll tell you in advance when I need a break.”

No answer came back.

Emily glanced inside her cold carriage, frowned at her aching bones, and closed the door.

-Cheolkkeok

After looking at the old but antique black carriage for a moment, I sit down on her coachman’s seat.

For a coachman of this age and rank, Emily gave a rough tug on her horse’s reins, feeling the urge to tear out her own hair.

“Let’s go, Francis. “I guess you can figure out the path yourself.”

A white horse with a stylish white mane gives a rough tour and slowly begins to pull a carriage much larger than its own body.

Travelers who were looking at the white horse pulling the carriage were startled, but the Kente villagers just waved their hands and saw Emily and Julius off.

“Priest Emily! “I hope you have a good trip!”

“Francis! How did you sell the horns?! “Can’t I just give it a little time since it’s come to this?”

“Julius, be careful not to have children while traveling! Or become like me!”

Emily, who kicks Francis’ butt as he snorts in displeasure, with magical energy emanating from her broken horn, lies down on the coach seat, covering her face.

“Once upon a time, it was a cute foal that toddled around, but it has grown so much. To be honest, I’m a bit embarrassed to hang out with him. “Francis.”

The name of the white horse with broken but still beautiful horns is Francis.

In the past, when Emily gave up her path to become a saint and came to Kente, she was a young god who found her among the reed fields.

A priestess who carefully nursed a young colt covered in blood. This is the story of her divine beast who felt her grace and volunteered to be her guardian by her side.

It would have truly been a beautiful story that will remain in the history of the kingdom, but unfortunately, it was not such a touching relationship.

“It’s so easy to just wander around as you want just by looking at a girl, isn’t it?”

Francis seems to be angry at her sarcastic words and moves her tail to hit Emily in the face.

The relationship between a superior who is thirsty and a soldier who is jealous and rebels timidly.

There is no such thing as a good story.

The whole story is about a perverted god-su who followed the sight of a beautiful virgin who appeared before my eyes as a child, but then got into trouble, and a priestess who broke her horn and ground her whenever he got the chance.

The ‘unicorn’ is called an auspicious animal and is an object of worship.

Emily, who had been breaking the divine beast’s horn all morning, trimmed her horn with a knife she took out of her pocket.

I glanced inside the carriage.

Julius’s wife unbuttoned a few buttons on her blouse, perhaps because it was hot, and sat with her legs crossed seductively. No, looking at those empty eyes mixed with evil and turbidity, he is a high-ranking devil who plays with the world as he pleases, the king’s nightmare.

This morning, it suddenly opened its eyes and, without saying a word, continued to pursue Julius’s lips. The blond inquisitor held onto the demon and desperately spit out his wife’s name, but there was no reply.

‘Cecil, Cecil! ‘Why are you doing this all of a sudden?’

‘… Ha, ha.’

‘Julius! Just calm down and get off! That’s not your wife now!’

I remember the chaos that occurred early in the morning and try to figure out why it happened so suddenly, but nothing comes to mind.

The Virgin Mary prayed to her Lord as she saw Francis’ horn becoming smooth and blunt like her staff.

“Our Father in heaven, if you are seeing this, please stop testing and give us the answer.”

The sun illuminating the vast sky is speechless.

In the end, Emily couldn’t stand it anymore and just tore out her hair and twisted her body.

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Although it is old, the color has not faded and the inside of a luxurious carriage still boasts a black luster.

Julius frowned as he looked at the woman in front of him motionless amidst the shaking.

The days were pretty perfect until yesterday. God’s teachings to remind us that it was just a dream.

[Julius Tapnel’s wife, Cecil Lionelta, is not dead.]

The words that are constantly wandering through my head begin to flow through my veins and tear my heart apart.

Soon, just before the scene of that day slowly rose to the surface, the silence in front of me was broken and the devil in front of me opened his mouth.

“Your complexion doesn’t look good. “Take your place in my arms, child of Rom.”

“… ….”

A nightmare that covers my own lust with a benevolent smile and whispers to me to be held in my arms.

Julius chewed his lips at the atmosphere, which was even more magical than when he first saw it.

“In the end… In the end, was it all a deception?”

“Me? “What do you mean you deceived me?”

Even as he tilted his head, the devil’s gaze never left his lips.

A vague sense of evil and longing in the void.

Looking at the black eyes that were now embarrassing to call blue eyes, he began to spit out the words that were inside.

“Have you had fun playing with me so far? Did you laugh at me for dying because I was imitating Cecile? Yes, I am a pathetic bastard. “I feel so pathetic for not being able to kill you even at this very moment that I feel like I’m going crazy!”

-Kwadang

Emily, who had been secretly peeking inside her coach seat, woke up startled by her yelling and hit her head on the roof.

The priestess can be heard whining that her head is about to explode, but Julius just glares at the devil with an expression that has lost everything.

“Hmm, you don’t like the current situation?”

“… ….”

“I didn’t wake up because I wanted to wake up from a dream. “Because Cecile became one with me, and that child’s distortion was almost corrected.”

“… Another nonsense.”

“It’s not nonsense. The power that makes me sleep and holds me, who exists only in dreams, in reality. “It became like this because it became weak.”

Julius just lowered his head and grabbed his head without saying a word.

When I see that figure struggling in pain, I feel the love that fills my emptiness stir.

The future I saw when I first opened my eyes in the void. She is reduced to being the wife of a foolish man.

It was an incomprehensible foresight.

But you can know it now. This feeling of love is like honey. You may not know it before you taste it, but after you taste it, you can no longer reject it.

Black vines begin to grow on the outer wall of the shaking carriage. It looks as if it is trapping two people.

Before you knew it, there was no shaking at all in the carriage, and only a strange sense of comfort was felt.

The devil bent his knees and knelt in front of Julius, gently stretched out his hands and buried his face in my arms.

“Don’t suffer, nothing has changed.”

“… ….”

“The division of existence is already meaningless. “Cecil is my name, and I am also your wife.”

“So all you have to do is whisper love to me.”

“This is not betrayal, but proof of true love.”

“Give affection without wavering even if the tone of speech changes or the mentality is distorted. That is what you must do.”

Only then can you have happy dreams again.

A flower of pleasure slowly begins to bloom on the devil’s face as he says that.

My pale cheeks turn bright red, and I remember the image of the boy who was once in my arms and acting foolishly.

The Emperor’s Nightmare. No, the fool’s wife begins to pursue her pleasure.

“So whisper love to your heart’s content. “I am your lovely wife.”

The devil hugged the priest as if he wouldn’t let go,

The temptation that he has no choice but to accept tries to give in to him.