My Wife Is the Devil

39 – Jifnel, the Angel of Love (2)

There was a great being who defeated evil, established order, and bestowed his grace on the world.

His name is Rom.

In the divine age, he was a living, breathing mythical being who was called the father of all people and was the object of fear and respect, but as time went by and in the age of humans, who came to fear the power of the royal family rather than the power of heaven, he was recorded in the Bible. Called a being of legend, he passed on the position of god to his four daughters, the Archangels, and disappeared into the back of the world.

It seems like he, such a great being, was just a father who accepted their whining to some people.

An angel with gray hair who is protesting in front of me with his belly exposed.

Unable to see the outrageous behavior of Raynell, the angel of punishment, he raised his heavy head, swallowed his sleep, and began to scold his daughter severely.

-Raynell, as a celestial being, such behavior cannot be considered an example to others. Go back to your duties quickly.

“I don’t like it. “I will never leave until you allow me to come down.”

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An angel of charity and love.

After Jifnel’s descent was decided, Raynel of Punishment, who should truly be called the angel of love, could not stand his anger and stormed into the Hall of Prayer, whining like a child towards his father, a great being. It was being manipulated.

“Of course, my father also said, that me and Kryle will form a bond that will transcend the level of existence. But how could it be that my father so cruelly separated us?”

-My child, there is a time for everything.

“It’s been 1,900 years since I first heard those words. I can’t stand it anymore. “We must incarnate a body and go to his side as soon as possible!”

That’s why I’m not sending it.

Rom, who was looking at the angel who was full of thoughts of harm and harm to anyone other than God, radiated a dignity worthy of the name of a great man and indifferently spoke to his foolish daughter.

-The lower world is now in chaos due to the saint’s plan. Such a confusing time. At a time like this, we must prevent another seal on Nirhil from being released, so we are sending Zifnel down.

“… I can do it too.”

In response to his father’s scolding, Raynell finally stood up from the pure white marble of the hall, raising both hands and feet and adjusting his clothes. He pursed his lips and secretly glanced at where his father was.

“I understand. In that case, Kangrim will be satisfied with being next to Jifnel.”

-Okay, thank you.

“But father, why don’t you cut off the saint’s head right away like Sister Tapnell said? He looks beyond the majesty of heaven and seeks to pervert the very providence of his Father. “I also don’t understand why he doesn’t punish Erman.”

Rainel’s question arises when, instead of being the mischievous girl she was before, she began to show the dignity of an angel of punishment who guillotines evildoers.

In response to her question, Rom let out a rare laugh and gave an amusing answer to his foolish daughter.

-As a father, you are bound to be happy about your child’s growth. If that child truly succeeds in twisting my providence, then he too deserves praise as the main lord.

“… I don’t quite understand.”

Rainel tilted her pretty head and made a puzzled expression on her face, unable to understand what he meant.

But her answer no longer came, and as she eventually left the Hall of Prayer and began to trudge toward the Heavenly Garden, a terrifying thought suddenly occurred to her.

“… No way. “Do you mean that your father went on a trip to the underworld and had children?”

So, is Erman the demigod who was only mentioned as a joke in the heavens?

Raynell, who was pondering the terrifying hypothesis he had come up with, became lost in thought and began to tremble.

Jifnel, the angel of love who was watching this from nearby, felt himself shaking his head and spewed harsh words at his pathetic younger brother.

“Stupid little brother, don’t you even know what a parable is?”

The golden pot has now completely regained its original form and has begun to emit the sacred blue smoke required for the incarnation ceremony to descend to the underworld.

Jifnel, who was preparing for the descent, muttered softly as she looked at Raynel’s foolish face.

“After all, love is the problem. “Whether you are an angel, a devil, or a human, if you do this thing called love, you become stupid.”

He is called the angel of love, but he is actually a strange angel who does not like love very much.

It was a time when there was not much time left until the advent of Zifnel.

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“Now, look carefully. “What does that look like?”

“It… Looks like a big snake.”

“Right? “I guess he has good eyesight because he’s a high-ranking devil.”

With sparkling beautiful purple eyes, the young priestess looked at the huge serpent coiled around the outskirts of Aran’s city. She looked at Aran’s mistress next to her, who was muttering her incantation with a strange aura. He continued.

“So, that’s your true self?”

“Yes, yes? “Hey, I don’t really know what you’re talking about.”

Liliana, who was concentrating while breaking out in a cold sweat as she watched the magical fog that covered the body of the giant serpent keep spewing out from her hand, saw the immortal priest sticking out her mouth and chattering dissatisfiedly next to her. Looking at her, her body trembled slightly.

W-what are you talking about?

There is no way I am such a hideous monster.

Liliana looked at her voluptuous breasts for a moment, then with a satisfied smile she came to her senses and began to work her magic again.

Emily, who was dissatisfied with her appearance, ended up causing a disaster by saying things she shouldn’t have said.

“Why don’t you just look at it carefully? That big mouth, you look a lot like someone else, don’t you? ‘Taishan snake’.”

“This… Profit! Why do you keep bothering me next to you? “I just came to help the priest.”

The countess was yelling at the priestess, who was shaking her leg next to her with tears in her eyes as if she was being unfairly treated.

Perhaps because she found it amusing, the woman called Julius’ mother put her mouth to Liliana’s ear and whispered softly.

“Because it’s fun.”

Do we need another reason?

Emily squealed like a little girl playing a prank on her father, and looked at the tragedy that had occurred before her with a satisfied smile.

Aran, the city of water.

Lirram’s pride in showing off his beautiful and harmonious appearance.

The outskirts of such a peaceful city were swallowed up by the mouth of a huge snake, and there was not even a trace of it.

What on earth happened in that short period of time?

Recalling Cecile’s tearful face at the last moment, Emily spoke quietly.

“… I guess not all the people living here are dead.”

If that were the case, Julius would be sad.

She smiled bitterly as she remembered the naughty boy she raised crying when she was young.

A firm voice came from next to her.

“No, if that thing were the same as me before, there would be no danger to life just by devouring it.”

“Why? “Wouldn’t it all be over if I got swallowed up by that big mouth?”

“My name is Giant Mouth, and for a snake that devours the world, the concept of digestion does not exist.”

I just foolishly swallow everything to fill my stomach.

Looking at her former self, Liliana proudly boasts about the majesty of the Great Mountain Serpent, even while shedding a cold sweat.

Seeing her like that, Emily nodded in admiration.

“So in the end, that’s who you really are?”

“… ….”

“It’s okay. “Count Rotani, that child still loves you.”

“Ji, if you’re really going to keep teasing me, please go away!”

With her tearful face, Emily swings her fist at the priestess sitting next to her, dodging her high-ranking demon and teasing Liliana without keeping her mouth shut. .

Fortunately, they seem to be having a very enjoyable time after suddenly putting an end to their love fight.

“Hey, I’m not gaining weight!”

It may be that only ‘her’ is happy.

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-Squeak

-Squeak

A very unpleasant sound that rings regularly.

He was sitting on the bed, stroking Cecile’s gift hanging around his neck. He looked at the face of the woman in front of him, sighed, and lowered his head.

Cecil Lionelta.

A poor woman who lost all her strength to her daughter and eventually died.

And then, a scary woman who became one with the devil and came back from the dead.

Julius, who was thinking about the past and present of his wife, whom I loved, became more and more confused and could only frown as he felt his heart sinking.

-Squeak

A sound that continues to be heard.

After refusing to give her the necklace, she ran out of the cabin without saying a word with a stern expression on her face. Not long after, she returned to the room again, turned the large rocking chair into a shadow, and sat there with a dark expression at a distance, burning coldly. All I could do was watch the bonfire.

It’s really uncomfortable.

In my heart, I want to immediately put a necklace on her and whisper love to her.

However, the feeling of the silver locket around her neck cried out for him not to abandon me, and in the end, he was unable to return her dead wife’s mementos to her.

Time passed by in vain, and Julius, who could not stand her silence, carefully raised her head and spoke softly to her as she looked only at the campfire.

“… What exactly is this place?”

“… Lana Hill’s stomach.”

“… ….”

“This is the void of the Taishan serpent embodied by my magic. There is no one here. “It’s a world just for you and me.”

“What is the situation outside now?”

“…Why do you want to know where Lionelta is?”

With a wry smile, Cecil lifted her face from her crouching body and looked back at her husband.

Her words mixed with sarcasm.

The Heretic Questioner only gave a weak rebuttal to those words.

“… No, as a Heretic Questioner, I was just worried about whether other residents were harmed.”

“It’s okay. When I kicked out my scum-like sister earlier, I made Lana Hill spit out all the other humans she had swallowed. Because this is paradise just for you and me. “There is no need for impurities.”

Did you cause an accident while paying attention?

Julius, who caught a glimpse of her kind, somewhat comical appearance for a devil, let out a small laugh and slowly nodded.

“… What’s so funny? Is my longing for love pathetic? But it doesn’t matter. It’s better to stay here for the rest of my life than to be abandoned without receiving your love.”

Cecil opened her eyes brightly and glared at Julius.

Although the situation was clearly serious, the interrogator’s face gradually softened.

“… It’s not funny. “If you want it, it wouldn’t be a bad idea.”

“… What does it mean?”

A lovely wife tilting her head with a questioning expression.

Julius looked at Cecil’s face distantly for a moment, then roughly undid the buttons on his neatly dressed interrogator uniform, then flopped down and lay down on the black, soft bed he was sitting on.

“Humans are always not satisfied with what they have.”

“… ….”

“I may have unconsciously hoped. Cecile was bright and pure back in the day. No, I mean your appearance.”

“… See, in the end, you just like the old me.”

“I may have secretly been reluctant to see you as one with the devil.”

I felt sad as demonic energy flowed throughout my body and your beautiful blue eyes, which were clear as the sea, became cloudy and cloudy.

“Even as I held you and whispered love to you, dreamed of a happy future, and smiled at you as you picked up and ate bread with your tiny mouth, I was only looking at you in the past, not the you you are now.”

“…… “Please don’t say such mean things.”

Hearing the truth he quietly conveys, the eyes of the devil, who longed for love and dreamed of a happy family, turn red again.

They say I’m a devil too, and the devil always wins bets. Why, why does this keep happening?

I didn’t ask for much. I just wanted to go back to how it was before.

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Ah, I see. I want to go back to the way it was before, but this body has already become one with the devil and has become polluted, so I can never go back to the way it was before.

My wish was an impossible wish.

Cecil buried her face in my arms and cried silently.

A long time ago, the cuffs of the white blouse that a simple young man with short hair bought with all his first salary were slowly getting wet.

The heart of the devil, unable to hold on to his hope that slowly flows away with tears, is slowly cooling down.

A faint whimpering voice can be heard.

The interrogator’s mouth slowly opens again as her cries pierce his ears.

“… So, I will try my best.

“… ….”

“I will try my best to truly love you as you are now.”

His voice, although rough, still sounds like a sweet heavenly melody.

The woman, crouching down and slightly turning her head, with her eyes and nose open, secretly glances at her husband.

Is it cute at all?

Seeing this, he smiles softly, lets out a small sigh, and closes his eyes, taking in the waves of the wood grain embroidered on the ceiling in his mind.

The baptism of strong waves cheerfully blows away his confused mind, and the poor man who had just been running without rest entrusts his tired body to a soft bed.

“If you want, we can live here together forever. “If you want love, I will only look at you here and try to love you sincerely as you are now.”

That is my apology to you, and it is the true expression of the eternal love I swore.

There was no answer, but the woman’s sorrowful sniffles that had been echoing in the silence could no longer be heard.

At least the answer wasn’t wrong.

After secretly sighing in relief, he placed his drowsy body on the bed and surrendered himself to the slowly rushing water.

I want to rewind time, forget about all the complexities of the world, and relax in the sweet scent of milk wafting from next to me.

Because I have lived a life that deserves this level.

I want to leave the evil plan to be solved to tomorrow and enjoy this moment.

Late at night, Julius falls asleep while picturing the face of the beautiful woman who knocked on the door of Grandpa Mila’s mansion.

He was just beginning to enjoy a peaceful moment, but words like a bomb that blew away all his sleep came out of Cecil’s mouth.

“Really? “If you stay here with me forever, you will have to eat my homemade food every day, is that okay?”

… Huh?

The blond-haired man, who had fallen asleep with his eyes closed with a relaxed expression, widened his eyes and her whole body began to tremble slightly.

Julius slightly lifted his head towards his wife who had uttered his terrible words.

Cecil’s red eyes burst into laughter.

In the warm atmosphere on her expressionless face, the neat wife covers her mouth and begins to laugh.

“… I’ll do the cooking.”

Oh, is that so?

Now the devil is burying his head in my arm and starting to whimper and laugh, and upon seeing this, the priest begins to give a serious speech about cooking.

The bright red bonfire watching them twists its body as if it is having fun and begins to emit colorful flames.

A small cabin where sparks fly and the cold bonfire slowly begins to emit heat.

On the empty land filled with silence and silence, eternal love began to sprout once again.

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“Jifnel, do you have a moment?”

Taphnel, a boring angel who was just as stubborn as his representative, made a small gesture toward his younger brother, Ziphnel, the angel of charity and love, with an unusually embarrassed expression.

“…Why, sister, I’m busy right now. “We need to get busy now to fix the situation in the lower world that has started to become a mess.”

A black-haired woman with a blank expression on her face, closing her eyes and losing herself in thought.

The angel of faith, who had been stamping his feet impatiently in front of her who seemed completely uninterested, muttered a few times and wiggled her hands, and then, as if he had made a big decision, he clenched her hands. I made a sincere request to my younger brother.

“Well… I’m saying that this time you are going down to the underworld…”

“Ha! “Well, would you like me to take a look at Julius?”

These are words that do not suit her at all, who is known for always being fair and fair and doing things according to procedures.

Has the angel of love made a mistake?

However, what catches the eye is the appearance of Tapnel flinching as if he has been stabbed in the crosshairs.

Jeep Nel, who was looking at her as if she were a child who had made a mistake, stroked her beautiful hair once and turned her head to look at her pathetic older sister. I looked inside the gold.

“I know that her older sister feels sorry for Julius. In fact, we angels are not at fault for having him live such a painful life.”

“… Thank you for knowing. Julius is a child with a good heart and sincere faith. “If you tell me well, I’m sure they will understand, so…”

“Are you asking me to turn a blind eye to living with Cecil? Okay okay. Sister, I am an angel of kindness and love. Rest assured, I have no intention of separating the man and woman who love each other so desperately.”

“Thank you. But… the fact that I said this is a secret from Raynell and Lionelta.”

“Okay, okay! “You’re in the way, so stop now. I’m already in a bad mood because I’m hurting my pride because you tried to come secretly, but you’re even more crazy because you’re right next to me.”

“Yes, I understand. In any case, this coming is to punish the saint’s mistakes and resolve the chaos that occurred in Aran. “I trust you will do well.”

With those words, Tapnel walks backwards the way he came and leaves the Altar of Advent.

Zipnell shook his head in bewilderment at the ironic sight of elegance even when he was walking backwards. He closed his eyes again and tried to organize his thoughts.

The current situation.

An act of heresy planned by Saint Erman.

[Time Return]

To achieve this, he unsealed the 24 ancient demons, beings also called little gods, and brought chaos to the world again.

However, there was one strange thing.

“…Cecil Lionelta.”

A child with beautiful brown hair, the daughter of a saint and a child who received some of Lionelta’s power.

The resurrection of a dying woman who longed for her love until the moment of her death.

“Is this really necessary?”

Isn’t it rather a variable that causes disruption to the plan?

I was worried for a moment about the saint’s incomprehensible behavior.

The elderly man who proudly spoke to her next to her in the distant past. Saint Telmere’s words pass through her mind.

‘If the other person does something you don’t understand, it’s best to disrupt it first.’

‘Why? ‘It could just be because the other person is an idiot.’

Telmeer touched her smooth hair and shook her head. Looking at her

Tilting her head and giving her a questioning look, the man who was her saint and sage slowly opened her mouth.

‘Such optimistic thoughts can be poisonous. ‘An incomprehensible move by the opponent could turn into a fatal dagger.’

This is a check.

The little soldier’s horse captured the king, and Zipnel, who was defeated in a game that had recently become popular among the rebels, upset the game and lost his temper.

“Wow, such an insignificant topic, your words still tell me the path I should take even after 500 years have passed.”

Yes, if Cecil Lionelta’s resurrection is an incomprehensible number, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to destroy it.

Looking at the gigantic serpent crouching quietly in the distance below the heavens, devouring the outskirts of the water city of Aran, the angel of kindness and love licked his blood-red lips and spoke a girl’s name. I put it in.

“Dear Thalia, my representative. “You must become my sword.”

The best sword that a man named Julius cannot touch.

The angel smiled as he pictured the girl he had cherished like his own sister since childhood.

As if to announce her joy to the world, fireworks that look like pink petals slowly bloom in the air, and a pair of petals slowly land on her hand.

Jifnel, who was looking at this from a distance, erased the smile from her mouth and squeezed her hand.

-Kwasik.

It crumbles and fades away.

The fleeting petals that fell from thin air and finally met again in the angel’s hand turned into a handful of sparks and disappeared.

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It’s like predicting someone’s future.