My Wife Is the Devil

“Staying in the lord’s castle, what do you mean?”

Julius, who was about to ask what had happened to the silver-haired priestess who had grown into a young 20-year-old, frowned at Emily’s words that she had to stay in the lord’s castle.

Young Joo-seong, surprised by Francis’ desperate movements, who informed his master’s crisis, entered without hesitation.

The inquisitor, who looked at the castle with a hole in it as if he had been hit by a huge spear, scratched his head as if in trouble.

“You know, I don’t think it’s a very good choice for me to be here.”

“Well, the Count and you are in the same situation, so there’s nothing wrong with being close.”

Emily, who was tying the fragment of the horn of the divine beast in her hand, glanced at the butler with a stylish mustache with her purple eyes and continued.

“I followed the priests yesterday, and I saw a funny scene, you know about it, right?”

“Yes, unfortunately, I have heard that the priests of Telmere have been attacked by heresy.”

Julius closed his eyes and bowed his head slightly in silence.

“I also died of them once. A demon disguised as a human and a man in a strange mask.”

Emily, putting her hand near her mouth and making a strange gesture, seemed to want to express the beak of a bird.

“…the plague doctor.”

“okay! That’s it, a heretic wearing a mask worn by the plague doctors wielded the devil.”

I don’t know what they’re up to, but it won’t be a pleasant story.

Julius, who was looking at the whispering priestess with a very serious tone, shook his head.

Then he clenched and opened his hand a few times and repeated it, then quietly spit out a loud noise.

“Then, isn’t it a simple story, we just need to burn all the heretics with Tafnel-sama’s flame.”

A pure white flame rose from his hand, and the brilliance of gold that spreads through the flame like the paint that dyes the drawing paper.

Emily, who looked at the heresy inquisitor who was trying to use the power of the angel of faith, Taphnel, slapped the head of the man who was like a son and shook her head.

“Julius, you are too radical in your work, both when you were young and now. If that’s the case, you’re going to burn the Countess and all of them together instead of just beaking them?”

“… tried to control.”

Is it because I have room in my heart? Showing the appearance of an arsonist from his immature days, he coughed once and extinguished the flame.

“So, what should I do?”

“If the situation I’m imagining is correct, the most dangerous thing right now.”

Liliana Aran and Cecil Lionelta.

Emily says that high-ranking demons who turn dreams into reality and swallow even Taesan in one bite are dangerous.

Despite the absurd remarks of the priestess, Julius nodded as if he didn’t ask a single question.

“All right. Then I will be near Cecil and the Countess.”

“Yeah, let’s try to wipe out heresy together just like in the past after a long time!”

Emily clenched her hand and pushed her fist towards Julius.

The only thing that collides with her fists is the pure white island ox with only her index and middle fingers.

“…what else is this?”

“Please don’t come near my husband.”

A woman with brown hair hanging from the back of the Inquisitor.

Cecil Lionelta is half-eyed and growling slightly, glaring at Emily.

After letting out a short sigh as if steam had leaked out, the priestess brushed her hair once, and then asked Cecil as if she was absurd.

“…you look like you’re still not feeling well, when did you say you’re a mother-in-law?”

“Coming to think of it, no one can allow Julius to be beside me but me.”

No matter what you think, it’s always beyond your imagination.

Taking a closer look at the large blue eyes, the turbid energy has faded a little and it appears to be quite clear.

But seeing the sticky obsession that lurked in it gave me a sigh of relief, so all Emily could do was lament inwardly.

I worked hard to raise it, but it was handed down to me by a fox.

Rosa, the owner of Kente’s famous clothing store, seems to be coming from the other side.

– Raising children is of no use.

I think that statement is definitely correct.

***

Liliana Aran.

Before she became the Countess, her name was Liliana Reinnich.

Born as the youngest child of Viscount Reinnich, she was like a flower in a greenhouse, loved by the Viscount’s people from an early age.

Young-ae, who was often called an example of what would come to mind when talking about aristocratic young-ae.

Although she was such a Liliana, she was actually a girl who dreamed of a love marriage, not an arranged marriage.

A lovely girl who dreamed of a prince riding a white horse in a fairy tale.

But her dream did not come true,

Although his age was weak, he was led by Viscount Reinnich, who was burning his ambition to enter the political world, and went to the Count Aran as if sold.

“Lady, you should be happy there.”

“Yeah, thank you, Ms Lenny. I will miss you a lot.”

The writers who sent the girl who was like their own child with tears in their eyes only bowed their heads in sorrow.

Count Aran arrived just like that.

A weak-looking boy appeared in front of her, who was only thinking of a dark future.

The next owner of Aran, the city of water, Rotani Aran.

Rotani Aran, who had red hair but was far from intense, was actually planning to turn down a marriage contract until she met Liliana.

‘If you’re married to someone like me, you can’t do such a terrible thing to Young-ae.’

He had neither ambition nor ambition, but as the eldest son of the count, he only wanted to spend his life painting rather than succeeding.

Rotani, who tried to refuse the marriage with a single blow, so as not to hurt Liliana.

Reinnich’s woman who appeared in front of him like that made his desire as a man who I thought not exist in me boil.

The long blonde hair exudes the scent of an unknown flower, and the turquoise dress carefully selected by the Viscount draws elegant lines, revealing Young Ae’s beautiful body.

When he barely regained his shaky mind and raised his gaze upward, more violence awaited him.

A voluptuous breast that shakes a man’s heart. As she quickly took her eyes off her face and turned her gaze to her face, a beautiful face as beautiful as Raynell, also called the angel of beauty, makes Rotani’s heart flutter.

“Greetings, my name is Liliana Reinnich, Viscount Reinnich’s wife. The body that will become your fiancée.”

A son who was always without ambition and did not show even a gulp of manliness.

Seeing the glimmer of desire in Rotani’s eyes, Rintau Aran only smiled softly.

“… hello. My name is Rotani Aran, the eldest son of Count Aran.”

“…My name is Liliana Reinnihi. Take good care of me.”

Light, but red-tinted tears.

The way she gently lowers her head looks really pitiful and pitiful,

Looking at Liliana, who was looking for salvation, Rotani refused the arranged marriage as planned.

No, I tried to refuse.

‘…I want to be loved by her.’

‘Everything in the world doesn’t go the way I thought it would.’ Saint Telmere used to say.

Aranga’s young heir, seeing the bold men in plays and novels, believed that he could do the same.

However, the reality was different from the ideal, and in the end, the words that came out of his mouth were just stereotypes that he expected marriage.

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The marriage eventually went as planned, and the girl who dreamed of a sweet, fairy-tale love was sold in exchange for borrowing the power of the countess.

Liliana, who looked at her beautiful and well-dressed herself from a distance, whispered my name in a small voice.

Liliana Aran.

The prince I dreamed of is nowhere to be found.

The immature young-ae was thrown into reality in an instant, and now she is not Reinnich, but Rotani Aran’s wife, Liliana Aran.

– Nausea b.

I understood it with her head, but even at the moment when she signed a hundred-year contract and saw the ring put on by the man in front of me, she only had a delusion of the prince riding a white horse saving her, and Rotani’s affectionate eyes toward me. never looked into the eyes.

No love, no sleep.

The moment Count Lintau collapses from a chronic disease and dies, Rotani Aran, who has tried to become a man worthy of my wife, becomes the new Count, the moment when the clamor of the vassals who said to throw away the wife who did not want to have children and take in a concubine reaches the sky even.

Liliana did not accept Rotani’s heart.

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“Don’t worry, Liliana. I will surely save you, even if I have to sacrifice my life.”

A plague spread across the peaceful city of Aran.

Liliana, who grew up well all her life, could not withstand the plague spread by the heretics, and lost her beautiful beauty in the plague that rots her skin alive, and was only lying in bed as a mountain corpse.

The figure of a man who clings to his rotten arms like a corpse and weeps.

Poor misfortune female protagonist. An evil demon that takes her by force.

In Liliana’s world, Rotani has always been the villain.

No, it had to be. That’s why I didn’t make eye contact, and I didn’t want to give her virginity.

Because it is for his prince who will come one day.

Slowly stop breathing

As I struggled to open my already rotten and bruised eyes, what came into my eyes was a red-haired man crying with tears of blood.

The prince she had been waiting for all her life was always by her side.

Only the foolish and stupid Young Ae who closed her eyes and covered her ears didn’t know.

… Sorry.

Her silent apology never reached the ear of the man who longed for love.

The story of a foolish woman who died one day amidst tragedy.

***

“It’s been a long time since you’ve been a big and reliable woman, so it would be really fun to see the pulsating evil you went with, that child.”

Flame, evil, decadence, darkness, immorality, nightmare.

The sinister black eyes that seem to gather the evils that make you shudder just by looking at them with interest look at Aran’s hostess.

A demonic rhetoric that does not match the appearance of an innocent woman neatly dressed in a white blouse and rustic brown skirt.

‘Taesan Serpent’. No, Liliana covered her mouth and swallowed a small saliva as she looked at the apex of the demon sitting in front of me, ‘The King’s Nightmare’.

Following Emily’s suggestion, Julius and his wife decided to stay overnight in order to catch the heresy hiding in the lord’s castle.

After a small incident during the meal, Rotani Aran is chatting in the next room by carefully recommending tea time to Julius, the strongest interrogator whom he has secretly admired.

So, naturally, Cecil and Liliana also had tea time, but the woman, who had acted like an innocent girl until before, dyed my eyes black as soon as she sat down, and began to press her by scattering demonic energy.

Well, what don’t you like?

Neither as the Countess nor as a high-ranking demon, I do not know the thoughts of the woman in front of me.

All Liliana could do was pour the tea into the cup with trembling hands.

A nightmare of drinking tea while filling the glass in front of you, smiling brightly.

Having wet her mouth once, she opened her mouth to get the information she wanted to know even as she threw away the irrational numbers waking up from her dream.

“When did you have the baby in your womb?”

Liliana shrugged her shoulders in response to the nightmare’s words, which calmly pointed to her stomach and asked.

“Oh, not long ago. I think it’s been about two months now.”

“Hmm, that’s right. I never dreamed that you had such a talent.”

“Jae, Jaejoo? I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about…”

A nightmare that twinkles in both eyes that they exclaimed with a small sigh with their mouths.

Liliana, who was in front of the eldest son of the demons who was said to have stepped on the gods, was now half-passed.

“… therefore? What should I do?”

“What do you mean…?”

“How to win a bet so quickly.”

“I, I didn’t really do anything…”

“Don’t do that, and tell me.”

How to make your husband ‘f*ck you’.

Liliana tilted her head slightly at the strange sound in my ear.

‘Hello’? What is the nightmare talking about now?

The blonde woman, who experienced the so-called ‘culture shock’ that scholars are used to, went out of her mind with her mouth wide open.

A nightmare watching him. No, Cecil realized that he had said something embarrassing and coughed a few times before continuing.

“Hey, I was a little foolish, I don’t care. So… yes! I’m asking you to teach me how to demonically tempt humans.”

“I… Excuse me, but isn’t Cecil Lionelta-sama, who became one of the nightmares, already married to Julius-sama?”

“okay! I am Julius’s only wife.”

Cecil suddenly bursts out with blue energy.

As if suppressing her, a dark and turbid energy fills the room again and puts the woman of the heavens to sleep.

“Hmm, excuse me for a moment, when it comes to talking about my wife, it comes naturally.”

“… … .”

“Anyway, all I want now is to be loved by him, both as a human and as a demon.”

I personally came in front of you like this to find out how.

In conclusion, Liliana reflexively spoke as she watched the nightmare in which she spoke out loud about how to seduce a man.

“Come on, you can get yourself out of bed!”

“… … ?”

A space where only silence pervades.

The scent of black tea gently rising from the teacup fills the room.

A stupid devil whose face turns red in surprise at the words I uttered.

A foolish demon who blushes in shame at what I have heard.

Teatime of legendary demons who mock angels and devour Mount Tai.

A sneak peek into their private life was truly masculine.

In the end, this not-so-funny skit continued until Rotani and Julius, who realized that they were surprisingly compatible, came to pick up my wives after a slightly lengthy talk.

Only Emily, who was trying to catch a heresy with no one helping, becomes unhappy.

A delightful story from an early evening.