My Wife Is the Devil

If we were to pick out the figures representing the town of Kente, the first thing people would think of would be the warrior priest Brukin.

The name of the protagonist of the Holy Demon War that took place 20 years ago is certainly famous. But if you ask the villagers in Kente, most people will think of Lennel’s name first, not Brukin’s.

Lennel Maritekul.

A sword demon with the skills to dominate the times, recognized by the knights of the kingdom.

She is a misfortuned woman who spread rumors of an old virgin who was crazy about marriage because her remarks that she would marry the person who defeated her as a joke were misleading.

Her unique fashion sense ahead of her time became poison and she was eventually treated as a mad pervert in the village, but the skills she taught Julius, the best heretic inquisitor in the kingdom, and Cryle and Thalia, who were the second, the basic swordsmanship and martial arts, were genuine.

Lennel, such a great swordsman, was in a very bad mood today.

Although the wounds from being treated as a crazy pervert by Thalia have healed to some extent,

It has touched my heart that unfortunate things keep happening since last time.

Hearing nagging from Finn in the morning and dropping the bread he barely bought before he eats it, the treasury shorts hanging to dry the laundry are all blown away by the wind, the black bird flying overhead barely avoiding the cheap bird droppings, etc. The bizarre misfortunes caused Lennel’s mind to become more and more exhausted.

I haven’t done anything blasphemous, so why the hell is this happening?

If you ask Rosa, the owner of the clothing store, she will give you a blow on the back and change her clothes, but unfortunately her sister Rosa was not with Lennel right now.

“… Hang on, a life full of tension like this… Maybe it will help you practice?”

Although he was falsely framed, Lennel was a true prosecutor who married Gum.

Seriously thinking about whether she could use bad luck in her training, her steps stop in front of a small path.

A cute disciple who he taught with Brookin and Emily 10 years ago and sent to the capital city. The mansion where Julius lives.

It’s been a while since he returned to his hometown, but he came to say hello, something he couldn’t do properly.

If Julius had seen this scene, he would have run away with foam in her mouth, but she really came to see my disciple’s face, so it would only be unfair.

The mansion we arrived at by twisting the neck of a viper that flew in the wind, avoiding the branches falling down suddenly like flowing water.

When she came here, she swallowed her nose once, thinking about her drinking friend Mila, whom she often drank with.

“Wow, huh. Julius, Master is here, so please open the door for a moment.”

After coughing once and changing her outfit, she politely knocked on the door twice.

But at this time, Julius and his wife were at a restaurant in the commercial city of Renti, and Lennel had to return the tumbling way without seeing the face of my cute pupil.

In the end, Lennell, who had been fussing all day, unintentionally complained to the people of the market, but that night in Kente, rumors of a heretic inquisitor running away at night because of an old prosecutor’s name grew.

“… really! Stop teasing me, you rotten bastards!!”

The roar of laughter that spreads.

It seems that the days of her living as a joke are still a long way off.

***

Late in the morning when the sun gently lifts its head again and sneaks up into the sky.

The strongest heretic inquisitor with long blonde hair neatly tied his sleepy eyes and slowly got up from his seat.

He slept comfortably without even dreaming of Cecil, whom he had dreamed of almost every day, and slowly turned his head and gently touched the face of the woman lying next to me.

She is the king’s nightmare and Cecil Lioneltine.

His troubles, which had continued since yesterday, did not stop until now.

At first, I accepted the devil’s bet to get my wife’s body back.

But seeing her alive, he fell into the devil’s temptation in the blink of an eye, and if he didn’t come to his senses, he would forget that his wife was dead.

Julius asked her in a low voice as he took out a silver rocket that was hanging from his neck and gave off a glow, gently stroking it.

“… I don’t know what the truth is, if I’m on the right track right now, honey. Are you really in front of me right now? Or am I betraying you?”

I want to hug the woman in front of me right now and whisper love.

I want to shout out to the world that the woman who gave her all is alive here.

But the devil is so cunning, if all this is just a mirage, the void that will come at the end will go beyond simple death and tear Julius’ heart to pieces.

He was just a coward for this moment.

So he needed someone to show him the way.

However, neither the Shinto nor the cherished silver necklace can tell him the answer.

“Ha-am, are you awake, honey? I’m tired, so let’s get some more sleep. I’ll give you a hug, huh.”

The only thing that resonates here is a whisper like sweet honey.

He slowly laid down next to Cecil again, closed his eyes, and merely prayed.

I hope this isn’t a trap… I was just praying.

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“You want to learn to cook…?”

“okay! Cooking is cooking! I want to cook like a witch in a fairy tale!”

…did the witch in the fairy tale cook?

He tilted his head once and spoke softly, looking at the woman with brown hair shining in front of me.

“When the Lord created human beings, He created harmony in the world by instilling different talents in each person.”

“He was a fun guy who likes to guess things like that!”

She calms her voice when anyone hears it because it is blasphemy.

He stared at her for a moment before continuing.

“So everyone has a role to play. This is it.”

“Um, so your wife’s job is to cook, right?”

“… No, I had no talent for cooking, so I was told to give up.”

His cold voice flew coldly and pierced his heart.

Normally, he couldn’t even touch his hand properly for fear of getting hurt, but only in this case, Cecil burst out in anger when he saw him needlessly poignant.

“It is a bad habit to give up without even trying! When the hell did you become an adult in such a world?”

“It’s not the world, it’s your dish of failure.”

The cursed cooking skill that even love could not possibly taste delicious was at a level that even Julius, who lived with eternal love in his mouth, instinctively refused.

Cecil, unable to think of a rebuttal, waved his arm in anger a few times to express his dissatisfaction, and then continued with his mouth rubbing his mouth.

“… Then you make lunch boxes.”

“… What do you mean by lunch box?”

“this! You were going to try one! You are really doing this on purpose!”

She tapped the thin book of Cecil’s wishes in the past.

I turned my head and looked at it, and it looked as clean as a new one.

The couple’s wish, which was reborn like a new one from cover to cover by the power of the devil, created the illusion of going back to the old days.

“…So this time, is it a lunch box?”

“okay! We go to flower viewing and eat lunch together. It will be fun!”

“… do whatever you want.”

Is there something else that is unsatisfying?

With puffy cheeks like my daughter Leira, Cecil frowned and pointed a finger at him.

“and! Please fix that non-funny way of speaking too! How long are you going to speak with such a hard tone?”

Give me some more love.

He just smiled bitterly at her words.

“Let’s try.”

***

To organize his thoughts for a moment and clear his head, Julius took a walk in the forest behind the mansion.

Cecil is now washing her body with water in the bathtub.

It was a mystery like the magic of a wizard in a fairy tale to see the water fill itself up with the clapping of his hands and steam out on its own.

Obviously, as a Heretic Inquisitor, you should feel averse to the powers of the evil demon, but was it because she wrote it? It just felt like magic.

Julius, who was walking through the forest feeling the wind, stopped his steps and looked up at the cloudless sky.

24 high-ranking demons.

When I asked Cecil for a hint, she was surprisingly willing to tell me.

They are different from demons who often make pacts with heretics.

Except for a few forbidden books, including the first one in the church’s forbidden library, I heard that there were no records left anywhere.

“…if I had known it would be like this, I would have worked hard at reading.”

He smiled sadly, remembering that Emily was always telling her to read a book when she just opened her mouth.

According to Cecil, most of the current high-ranking demons have been transformed into humans just like her.

It was a great situation in which all the beings sealed in ancient times were released in an instant, but the world was still quiet, and as he was trying to clear his head, he increased his worries and went back to the mansion.

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“…you want to know where the other kids are?”

“Yeah, you can tell.”

“It’s really nice to have a good evaluation of one’s ability, but unfortunately I don’t know too well.”

I do not know? Why is it that when I first said it, it seemed as if I could do anything, but the voices that said I couldn’t do anything seemed to be increasing because of my mood?

“Why are your eyes so impure? In any case, except for a few in the capital, I have to struggle quite a bit to find out where I am, except for the idiot who died in the big forest.”

Because other people have become almost completely human, just like me.

Saying that, Cecil smiled a bewitching smile that could be called a devil, just like when he first came.

“…? Wait, one of them is already dead?”

“Yeah, I think Priest Brookin, whom I saw briefly at the market, killed him.”

After all, did Priest Brookin know about the high-ranking demon and start acting?

Julius touched his chin for a moment and then proposed to Cecil.

“…with your power, I can go anywhere. Then can you take me to the capital?”

“…I’m sorry, but I can’t do that either.”

What the hell do you mean?

Frowning his forehead and glaring at her, Cecil started waving his hands and hurriedly making excuses.

“Oh, I can’t help it! The price for unlocking the seal was not to bring Julius back to the capital! And I’m having a hard time with my dad right now because I’m a little awkward.”

Having said that, she began to twist her hair with her fingers.

The devilishness of the past doesn’t even show any signs of it.

Swallowing his drool, Julius swept his head once and continued.

“… Then, can you find high-ranking demons in human bodies?”

“Well, if you try, maybe one person a week?”

“Then please, I’m not in a situation where I’ll just leave it alone as an inquisitor.”

“…do you really need to talk to people who are doing well?”

She tilts her head and makes a face that she doesn’t know why she has to do such a thing.

To Cecil’s question, Julius answered simply and clearly.

“Because I am a heretic inquisitor.”

And I need confidence in you.

He just kept the words in his mouth and didn’t spit them out.

Seeing my husband with a serious expression on his face, Cecil covered his mouth and smiled softly.

Then, he lowered his back slightly, looked up at Julius, and put that image in my hazy eyes.

“It’s hard to go barefoot, and if you want to borrow your wife’s power, you have to pay the price.”

“…what do you want in return?”

“One for each wish we set in the past. Every time you date me, I’ll find another high-level demon you want.”

How can you do this?

The slender fingers danced gracefully and touched Julius’ cheeks,

Feeling a pleasant touch, he nodded slightly.

“then! For now, let’s put that aside and go make a lunch box, and we should definitely go see the flowers.”

“…But in autumn, don’t you usually go to see the autumn leaves?”

“Huh? Well, don’t go into details. I want to go see flowers, so I go.”

She shook her head from side to side saying she didn’t want to think about complicated things, and then left the mansion and walked briskly without looking back.

***

“Hey, isn’t life really difficult? Oh God.”

Breathing in the harsh air mixed with ashes and smoke from somewhere, the gray-haired man began to complain about his life.

“On the day the war broke out, my parents, who I can’t even remember anymore, gave me as a young bloody kid to the devil and ran away to save their lives.”

“From an emotional point of view, they would be wrathful villains. But rationally, they made a wise choice, didn’t they?”

It would have been a wise choice if I had devoted myself to living my short and short life to live on that poor life.

“It is ironic that they died soon after being caught up in a battle between the church’s combat priests and heretics. I later found out that he had been struck in the head by a blind shard.”

Her gray hair, neatly tucked back, was dyed bright red.

Kryle continued to speak, wiping the bloody liquid flowing from my head.

“So I decided to have neither love nor devotion to people from the beginning. Sacrificing for the sake of a child is just disgusting.”

Now that he’s slapped me with respect, he nervously starts wiping my hair.

A girl who starts to be seen from afar when the indigo blue handkerchief clad in luxurious silk is wet.

That stupid kid who didn’t even know he was being held hostage was smiling brightly at Kryle.

“So, damn Rom, please grant the wind’s protection as I walk to Kente village.”

While grumbling, Kryle stood up slowly, but dignifiedly, without showing a single sign of difficulty.

Under a sky full of dark clouds, in the middle of a gloomy city where it is unclear whether it is day or night.

Now, Kryle has fallen into the crisis of a lifetime.