My Wife Is the Devil

40 – Jifnel, the Angel of Love (3)

-Ah, welcome. I’ve been waiting for your visit for a long time.

Darkana, the capital of Lyriam.

A hidden sanctuary that only saints of the Telmere Church located there can enter.

Erman, who was walking gracefully through the ‘ancient cave’, hears an old-fashioned woman’s voice in his ears.

“… Are you Nirhil, the demon in legend who brought the king to his knees?”

-You can say my name in your mouth. The saints of our time are very excellent. It feels like watching Telmere from back in the day.

An ominous cave with stagnant rotten water here and there.

A statue of an unknown woman lying there.

As he looked at the statue of the ‘Emperor’s Nightmare’, which was said to have been sealed by Lionelta, the angel of death, at the end of the Age of Kings and the beginning of the Holy Age, Saint Erman spoke a little harshly.

“That kind of thing is probably good. “I came here to make a deal with you, not to this dirty, dank place to make small talk with the devil or something.”

-… For someone who wants to make a deal, his words are quite harsh. He is a priest, so he doesn’t know the woman’s feelings, but he doesn’t know much. hehehe.

“It is absolutely disgusting that a monster who has lived for over a thousand years would ask for a woman. So, tell me whether you want to make a deal or not.”

-You look in a bad mood. Where did you leave my little brother who was always by your side?

Despite the words of the saint, the nightmare of ‘squishy desire’ and Arnhil asks how he is doing.

Judging by the faint sound of her laughter, it seems that she has no intention of agreeing to a deal unless she participates in this trivial chat.

“… If that’s the case, I’m playing around in my office right now.”

-Playing? Do you mean to say that I am throwing away my own relatives whom I haven’t seen in 500 years just to enjoy some kind of fun game?

What does flesh and blood mean to a devil like a bug?

The saint’s brow furrowed as she felt uncomfortable, and Nirhil’s laughter, which made her feel better after seeing this, echoed endlessly in the cave.

-Saint Erman. You really are fun to tease. Okay, I’ll give you the deal you want.

I’ve been waiting for it for a very long time.

A lively voice was heard, as if a child was expressing excitement with his whole body before receiving a gift. Erman, who secretly swallowed his saliva at the thought of finally being able to get to the point, cleared his throat once and turned towards the legendary devil. Started a bold deal.

“There is only one thing I want. In exchange for releasing some of your seals, I will corrupt Julius Tapnel, the kingdom’s strongest heretic inquisitor. “I ask for this.”

-It’s corruption, so you’re saying we should at least make a bet?

“Yes, a year-long bet between a legendary demon and the strongest Heretic Questioner. “Isn’t it interesting?”

-hehehehe. It’s certainly interesting, but I’ve always looked at a guy named Julius in my cave, and he wasn’t a man foolish enough to accept a bet with the devil. I’m sorry, but I’m not confident I can win.

With a sour tone, as if he is not interested, the black energy in the cave is slowly being sucked into the statue of a woman.

Saint Erman snorts when he sees this.

He looked at the seal of Nirhil acting like a lady flipping the price, and threw out the next card without hesitation.

“But, the woman that Julius Tapnel loved more than anyone else. “It would be a different story if Cecil Lionelta had a body.”

-… Ha, if it’s Cecil Lionel, isn’t she your daughter? Do you want to save your dead daughter?

“Yes, I want to save my lovely daughter, even if it means joining hands with the devil.”

The saint smiles bitterly and holds his right hand so tightly that it feels like it will explode.

The voice of the nightmare that was looking at him became even more mysterious.

-Then, you have come to the right place. With my power, I can twist providence and make you your daughter and Julius’s wife. You can make Cecil Lionel Tar come back from her death. Instead, the revived Cecil will be reborn as one with me.

As if warning, the devil’s words that tickled his heart penetrated the saint’s ears, and Erman, who had made up his mind, shook his head once and then pointed out Nirhil’s words.

“No, you are wrong. “I don’t want the kind of doll play that puts a devil in my daughter’s body and brings her back to life.”

-… Then why are you trying to make a deal like this?

“I have only one goal. “By twisting time, which is Rome’s providence, through the power of heaven and the power of void, I will make the death of my daughter, Cecil Lionelta, something that never happened.”

-… However, your revived daughter will not welcome this.

“It doesn’t matter. Whether a doll made from a corpse like that objects or not. “I will definitely achieve my goal.”

-For me, it’s not that pleasant to go back in time either. What if I refuse the deal?

“That can’t be possible. Don’t pretend not to know, I already know that you predicted a man named Julius from the moment you opened your eyes in the void. In fact, isn’t it you who wants Cecil’s existence more than anyone else?”

-… Arnhill, that dastardly thing is running around with its mouth as it pleases.

As if he was dissatisfied, the jet-black statue of a woman shook slightly, and Saint Erman’s smile grew even deeper.

“Only one year. It may only be a moment. It will be more valuable than the thousands of years we have lived so far. What do you think, would you like to do business with me?”

-… I can’t refuse anyway. Because, like you said, I have been longing for this moment since the moment I was born.

Erman smiles crookedly as soon as he hears those words.

Nightmare secretly sighed at the way he spoke, as if he were not a human being but a devil.

The foolish children of Rom always have a petty habit of trying to complicate things.

Dang Choi, I don’t like the name High-ranking Devil.

Because they have the same name, aren’t they caught up in a fight with low-level demons and treated the same way?

Recalling the image of the saint Telmir with shining hair, Nirhil scoffed at his nonexistent mouth.

That arrogant guy. He should have been killed then too.

The large, neat man’s hand stretched out in front of her as she recalled a trivial old story.

She looked at the pure white hands that clearly showed that she was a priest, and finally quietly asked her question to Erman.

-But. Indeed, if all you want is to rewind time, why do you have to do something like this? Perhaps you are a poor man. Could this be a gift for Julius Tapnel?

“Heh, it might definitely be a gift. “It will be the last time of my life, so why not give me a gift like this?”

-… I can clearly see your petty thoughts. Do you think he will disturb you?

“That idiot will never go along with my plan. If time goes back, the existence of Julius and Leila will disappear from this world.”

-… ….

“To solve a problem, it is clear that the cause of the problem must be eliminated. “When time goes back, Julius will no longer exist, and my daughter Cecil will be revered as a saint whose name will remain in history.”

-I have nothing more to say. Indeed, it will be pleasant to see whether things turn out the way you want.

hehehehe.

It happened in Geumyeok, a place overflowing with evil.

A bargain between a saint and a devil.

It was their secret story that was peeked through.

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‘You, Julius. ‘What are you talking about?’

‘Ha, has this devil gone from doing this to being deaf? I told you to f*ck off.’

‘What are you talking about? I am your wife. ‘Where are you going?’

‘Tsk, is my wife a corpse inhabited by a scum-like devil? Concentration at that point is not pleasant at all.’

The neat blonde hair grown like a nobleman in a fairy tale flutters, and the golden eyes with a bitter cold flash, and the image of a dirty devil is captured in my eyes.

The image of Cecil in the Heretic Questioner’s eyes became blurred, and he clicked his tongue and gently turned his head as if he had seen dirty dirt.

‘It’s me, it’s me. This is Cecile, whom you love. ‘Uh, why are you talking so harshly?’

‘Cecil, whom I loved, is already dead. ‘Not your b*tch who smells like a rotten corpse.’

His one word flew like an arrow, tearing through her ears and digging into her heart.

Cecile held her trembling arm with difficulty, forced a smile, and prayed for mercy for her beloved husband.

‘I will do better. If you want, I won’t ask you to love me anymore. Well, please… please don’t abandon me.’

‘… I’m sorry, but I’m already sick of you. Did you really think that I would live the rest of my life holding on to a dead woman?’

Julius, who was looking at her with her eyes trembling slightly and the corners of her mouth twisting as the light had disappeared, shook her head and looked down at Cecile with an expression as if she were looking at a pathetic person.

‘Hey, you promised. You promised to live your life looking only at me. ‘Did you lie when you said you would love only me for the rest of your life?’

‘Ha, isn’t it obvious that something like that is a lie? It was bothersome that your b*tch kept getting dirty, so I had no choice but to join in. ‘I hope it doesn’t fit the bill.’

Her interrogator frowned and glanced at her for a moment, as if he could no longer interact with her, then slowly walked towards the outside of her hut, showing his broad back to her. .

This can’t be like this. If he leaves me, I won’t even be able to breathe.

I desperately tease my shaking feet.

Feeling the feel of her cheap skirt brushing against her legs, the brown-haired woman rushes out to grab his back.

-Kwadang

If it weren’t for someone who tripped and tripped.

‘Evil! Who, who is it? ‘W-someone is bothering me.’

‘Tsk, don’t keep messing around, just disappear now. Mr. Cecil.’

Cecile, who had fallen with her nose pressed against a rough plank, heard a captivating voice from somewhere and gently raised her head and looked at the owner of the voice.

Ebony-like hair reminiscent of the night sky.

The angelic power that surrounds her entire body as proof that she is favored by the Angel of Love.

She was a woman who had always been by Julius’s side when he was a child, in Julius’s life, which Cecil did not know about.

Talia Zifnel.

She covers her lips, which are as red as an apple, and sneers, as if she thinks it’s funny that she was showing off her slender body in a fancy silk outfit, unlike the cheap clothes she was wearing.

‘Brother is too good to dedicate her life to an ugly woman like you. Don’t you think you have to be at that level to be worthy of standing next to your brother?’

As she said that, she looked at Cecil, who was rolling around on the floor in a pitiful manner, with her black eyes wide open, and sighed.

‘But, since you keep talking about things without even knowing the topic, your brother is becoming uncomfortable. Please don’t come any further, or come near my husband.’

‘What do you mean, I am your husband? Julius is my husband, I can never give him to you.’

‘Isn’t it time to admit it? A worthless doll with a devil forced into its corpse, and me, the angel’s favorite. Our Father in heaven knows who is more suitable to be his counterpart.’

Cecil bowed her head and said nothing to her words.

Unable to hold back her laughter at her pathetic attitude, Talia’s laughter echoes throughout her precious cabin.

The sight of her turning gracefully and slowly walking towards the blond-haired man who was watching from afar was engraved in Cecile’s eyes.

‘Why are you talking like that?’

‘Ah, I just chatted with Cecil for a moment.’

‘Tsk, don’t get unlucky and talk to dirty devils.’

‘hehehehe, I understand, brother. ‘No, honey.’

Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.

All her tears had already poured out, her beautiful face was turning red and her bloody tears were flowing down.

Cecil just sat down on the floor of the cold cabin without saying a word, shedding tears in silence.

In her hand, she holds a small black dagger that devours even light, as if this is the answer.

‘… If I don’t receive your love. ‘My life has no value anymore.’

As I promised.

Liar.

Her hand slowly goes up.

Feeling the cool touch of the dagger drawing a red line on her pure white neck, Cecil tightened her hands and tried to slit her throat with a single slash.

“…Sil. “Get up quickly.”

He tried to cut her throat.

“,, Cecil, wake up quickly. “Shouldn’t you eat and sleep?”

I have to cut off his head…

“Cecil, Cecil!”

“Uh, huh?”

Her tightly closed eyes opened, and what she saw was a blonde nobleman looking at her with concern.

Where am I?

I was obviously abandoned by Julius and was about to die.

But what is this soft texture that I feel on my back?

Julius, who was looking at her with a puzzled expression and constantly tilting her head, taps his wife’s forehead with his finger as if she is bewildered.

“You said we would live here forever, but was your plan to just sleep around and not do any housework? “Stop doing petty tricks and get up quickly.”

“…Aren’t you going to get married?”

“What kind of nonsense is that?”

Julius frowns.

When the face of the man she saw in her dream, who despised her, overlapped with the face of her current husband, Cecile twitched her small body and hurriedly spoke.

“… That, Thalia or something…”

“Talia is my family. She is like a real younger sister. What kind of nonsense have you been saying since a while ago? “Now that you’re doing it, you’ve developed a will-to-be problem.”

He turned his back on me as if he couldn’t listen anymore, opened the bedroom door, and went out toward the living room.

Seeing this, Cecile was filled with anxiety again, so she hurriedly stood up and followed him outside at a brisk pace.

This time, like in the dream, I didn’t trip or fall.

It was really a dream, after all.

That’s right, there’s no way Julius would abandon me.

No, they started this division a while ago to try to abandon me. Come to your senses, Cecil. If you keep acting stupid like this, you will lose my love.

She keeps shaking her head and slapping my soft cheek.

The heretic inquisitor, who pretended not to notice his wife’s antics, indifferently pointed to her table and blurted out a word.

“Eat. “It’s still better than not eating anything.”

“… What is this?”

Place on the small table are pitch black roses.

How on earth did we get these things that wither away in an instant?

Cecil stammered and asked back as she looked at Julius, who had cleverly picked a bunch of fresh black roses.

“Seo, you really want me to eat this now?”

“In the Heretic Questioner’s training, there was also a method for procuring food from the mountains in case of emergency. “Even flowers can be great food.”

Then, he gently removes a rose leaf from the table, puts it in his mouth, and chews it.

As I was looking at that scene, Julius, who soon had a sour expression on his face, huffed and frowned, spitting out a rose leaf.

“Tsk, maybe it’s because he takes after the owner, but he has no taste.”

“… Why am I being criticized for not doing anything?”

She was offended by his harsh criticism of her cooking skills, and after snorting with laughter, she opened the door of her cabin without looking back and felt the touch of the barren land. Took a step forward.

“… The weather is cold. “Where are you going?”

“Hmph, I’m a devil anyway. “There’s no need to worry about demons because they are monsters that don’t suffer from cold.”

Even as she murmured those words, her body trembled slightly, perhaps because the earth of her emptiness was cold.

Julius took off his neatly angled black uniform coat and placed it over Cecil’s shoulders, then silently began walking a step backwards.

“Unless it’s the rocket or the second one, I refuse anything like this.”

“… ….”

Cecile, who was looking at the face of her husband, who was just walking behind her with his back to her, remained silent, mumbled while burying her body in her large coat. As if she were asking him a question.

“… If we really want to live like this forever, just the two of us. Will you still love me?”

“Let me try to love you too.”

Well, not now.

After all, my past self is just an obstacle.

She seems like a dirty and filthy b*tch.

Cecile’s sullen shoulders droop, she steps helplessly, and just moves forward aimlessly.

He, who was walking slowly behind her, matching her steps, suddenly opens his mouth and tickles her cold heart.

“But it will be difficult forever.”

“…Why are you tired of living with someone like me?”

“No, I was thinking of living in the same house with Leila soon. A long-awaited family reunion should be held in a place like this. “Wouldn’t the picture be a bit more vivid?”

He was casually saying the words in passing, but Cecile was busy muttering the same word that came out of her husband’s mouth.

Family.

It’s family.

Yes, I am part of Julius’ family.

His lovely wife and mother of cute Leila.

As long as we have that child, our bond will never disappear.

Yes, it will never go away.

Because our love will last forever.

As if her mind had eased a little, a faint smile spread across her stiff lips, and her slumped shoulders began to shrug and rise again.

Yes, Julius is also a man. Because sometimes my heart shakes.

As a wife, I should look at this with a compassionate heart.

She thought of the wishes written in the precious book she had kept in the shadows swaying at her feet, and began to laugh, thinking about putting an end to the fight between her husband and looking at the beautiful scenery of Aran together while holding her hands. .

Feeling refreshed by her more relaxed mind, Cecile looked back energetically and planned to talk playfully to Julius.

‘Hmph, just this one time. If this happens next time, I don’t think there will be any real soup!’

If I puff out my cheeks like that and act like a child like always, Julius will smile while shaking his head and will silently listen to what I’m trying to do.

So, they build up their love again, and when winter comes, they return to Kente Village and welcome Layla, whom Mr. Cryil brought.

‘Mom! I love you!’

I heard you’ve grown a lot while I haven’t seen you.

They said he looked exactly like me and Julius.

Hold your little lady in your arms, wander around her market and eat delicious food together.

When I sleep, I come in between me and him, hold both hands tightly, and fall asleep peacefully.

When you wake up in the morning, kiss Layla’s plump cheek as she whines and can’t open her cute little eyes.

If you can’t go back to the past, it’s not the past. Let’s build more love than we want in the present.

If it’s just the two of us, we can definitely do it. Yes, if it is our love that even death cannot separate…

-… The child is coming. Get your mind straight!

The urgent voice of the soul suddenly resounds in my head, shattering my thoughts.

She was struggling in hope, dreaming of a happy future, but her breathing stopped.

“… What do you mean, someone is suddenly coming here?”

This is paradise for Julius and me.

No one can break through here.

Yes, unless you are an angel.

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No way, it can’t be like that.

-Kwasik

Cecil shakes her head and tries to deny the worst situation that has come again.

As if she were laughing at her, the eternal void for just the two of them cracked, and her heavenly brilliance began to leak in.

“… The void is shattering. “Did the accident happen so loudly that Priest Emily was forced to come in?”

Julius spoke peacefully and gently placed his hand on her shoulder.

However, after feeling the faint energy of an angel, Cecil swallowed the scream that rose up in her throat, barely managed to control her trembling body, and raised her head to look up at the gold.

-Kwasik

No.

-Kwasik

How now.

-Kwasik

Why, at this time.

-Boom!

Are you appearing in front of me?

The stomach of an ancient monster.

An abyss just for the two of us where only the land of endless emptiness unfolds. The heavenly brilliance that covers it.

I wonder if a supreme artist could create something like this if he burned his soul and carefully sculpted each stitch.

Feathers containing an incomprehensible beauty that humans cannot understand embroider the earth.

The black-haired angel who descended to the earth spreading overwhelming energy arrogantly looks down into the void.

“Lionelta, I guess that crazy b*tch has already run away from here.”

“…Jifnel.”

“A dirty devil crawling on the earth. “Don’t you dare flaunt the angel’s name.”

The angel twitches the corners of his mouth and raises his beautiful face, which seems to embroider arrogance itself, laughing at the devil who is crazy in love.

“You dare not know the fear of heaven and go wild with lust. “I myself have come with my representative to punish you.”

Looking closely. The person who came through the void was not just an angel.

Inyoung, who was hanging behind her back as if performing some trick, jumped down onto the vast land.

The girl with black hair, who landed silently in an elegant posture, frowned and looked at Cecil and Julius.

“Julius Brother, no. Julius Tapnel. And ‘The Emperor’s Nightmare’.”

Calling the nickname of the legendary High Demon, the Vicar of Charity, chewing his lips, glares at the priest and demon as he slowly draws angelic power from his heart.

“Now that I know that you have entered the path of heresy. “I can’t wait any longer.”

Julius slowly came forward and hid his poor wife behind his back as she suddenly appeared with an unusual force.

“… Thalia, I will explain everything, so can you give me some time?”

“No. Now that I know that my brother’s wife is a devil. “I can never stay still.”

I don’t know if it’s the merciless priest Emily. I absolutely cannot tolerate this.

“It is my duty as an Inquisitor to eliminate all demons in the world and on earth.”

Like paint mixing with the pure white flame rising from her body, a light pink color slowly comes into its own.

“How much more so if that thing is an ancient being that disturbed the world and was sealed by the hands of angels.”

It is a great evil that must be defeated even at the risk of one’s life.

A representative of angels who hates the devil more than anyone else in the world.

Thalia Ziffnell looked at the demon glaring at her from behind her brother and spat out her words as if she were being scolded.

Two crossing eyes.

The black eye, which is black but shining clearly, and the wall eye, which is blue but very cloudy, stare at each other.

On the land of emptiness where divine brilliance and demonic turbulence mingle.

As the devil looked at the face of the girl who was interfering with his love, sorrow began to well up in the devil’s heart.