My Wife Is the Devil

“I, that’s… Lana Hill.”

the sky above the sky.

Jeepnel, who was looking down at the lower world from the heavenly temple called the heavenly space, was swallowing the saliva by grabbing the back of his stiff neck, looking at the large mountain serpent that appeared as he swallowed the entire northwestern outskirts of Aran.

“what? Rana Hill, after all, that damn snake has finally revealed its true color!”

An angel hurriedly running, spitting out a stupid sound.

Judging from his brilliant blonde hair like Julius, it seems that he is Tafnel, who is called the angel of faith.

“… Sister, where and what are you doing in this emergency?”

“This is the way to beg my father to issue an order to go out.”

Tafnell, with a firm figure, puts his hand on my chest, and spoke in a roaring voice.

The angel of charity, who looked at her from afar, shook her head with a pitiful expression and pointed to the back of me.

“The Altar of Advent is in that shape and that shape, can you go down with permission from your father?”

I turned my head to look at it, and what I saw was the splendid dance of a gray-haired angel.

No, when I looked closely, I was holding pieces of broken jars in my hands and putting them together.

“Cryle! My love is in danger, we need to fix this quickly!”

“You stupid bitch! I mean, Aran is in crisis right now, not Kryle!”

Raynel, who spit to the brim, eagerly picks up a piece of a jar and calls out the name of my devotee.

Jeepnel, who closed his eyes as usual at the sight he wanted to turn away from, began to use his powers again and looked down at the underworld.

“So, what is happening on earth right now?”

“Lionelta sided with Erman and seduced Julius, her sister’s representative, but was caught by the ‘The King’s Nightmare’, that is, Nirhill, so this chaos has now erupted.”

“…I think Lionelta must have felt love for my agent.”

If so, is this a chi-jeong drama?

Tafnell, who is sweating in a cold sweat and muttering nonsense.

Jeepnell, who was embarrassed by such an older sister, did not respond to that.

“So, what do you mean Rana Hill appeared? Surely I heard it took on a human body?”

“It’s not a real mountain serpent, it’s Rana Hill, who lives in the dream world created by Nir Hill. The nightmare was very determined and worked.”

“… Julius. That child might be in danger. I also have to go down.”

As she nodded her head in a serious tone, the angel of charity could not hold back her words in the end and had to respond.

“… Sister, to be honest, Julius, that child is stronger than her sister. who cares about whom I think it’s a little ridiculous.”

“… … .”

The poignant truth of my brother’s mouth turned Tafnel into a nectar and dumb.

“Rainel! Hurry up and fix the Advent Altar, I must go on my own.”

“…? Not me, but my sister? why? Hate! I’m going down!”

“This is real! If you go down, it’s not going to solve the problem, it’s just another situation! Don’t talk too much, just fix it quickly!”

Jeepnell is angry all the way to the tip of her head due to stress.

The woman, who had tears in her eyes with an unjust face, shed tears for her older sister, and then started working again to assemble the altar by rubbing her mouth with saliva.

“Ha… What is his love that makes this happen? Anyway, the biggest problem in the human world is love.”

No, the angel of love shouldn’t say things like that.

Looking down at the jeepnel looking down at the lower world with a frown on his brow as if he was going to die of trouble, Taphnell had no choice but to mumble a little with a bewildered expression.

The day before the advent of Jeepnel, the angel of charity and love.

***

pitch-black darkness.

No, there is no other way to express it, so it’s just a bizarre and bizarre space that can only be said to be black.

In the middle of a barren land where a single grass did not grow, a hut that looked quite familiar stood alone.

Black smoke rises from the chimney drilled in the roof, and you can feel the popularity through the cracks in the door, so it seems that someone is living here.

Through the door of the little black hut,

He sneaks into the empty living room and sneaks a peek through the door he sees.

cute space.

However, it was a room that made me feel bad.

The crib that the mother made for her baby is empty and I feel cold, and something dark and black is wriggling and blocking the window to see the beautiful scenery.

What makes this chilly space even colder is the small fireplace in the corner.

You can see the flames burning splendidly while burning firewood, but only a cold wind blows instead of the warmth.

The nightmare’s minion, the nameless black bird, with an instinctive fear of the sight that caught my eye, turned to its master.

What catches the eye of the insignificant beauty is the man and the slender woman sitting on the bed.

The woman was just smiling bashfully as she wrapped a bandage on the hand of the man in front of her because she was so happy.

He is the creator who made himself, but it is truly creepy.

A beautiful woman who barely resists the urge to fly somewhere far away.

It flew over Cecil Lionelta’s head and told her what I had seen and heard.

Without a single expression on his face, Cecil heard what his nephew had seen and heard, and without even looking at the small creature, cast a swampy shadow at his feet and swallowed the black bird whole.

A dark swamp that devours small bodies.

Sucked into endless emptiness, the flying beast, who no one cared about, uttered the last flurry.

– Whoops.

It was just a single word, but it seemed to tell the truth of life that a beauty who saved a short life had learned.

It also means that women are terrifying creatures.

.

.

.

“Are you in a lot of pain? I’m sorry, if you’re sick, I’m sick too.”

A woman wearing a black bandage on the man’s right hand with a gentle smile.

Cecil Lionelta looked at her husband’s hand, which had been injured by her mistake, and calmly apologized in a soft voice.

What happened before is a dream come true.

The Inquisitor, who had only stared at him from afar, lifted his head and looked around the bizarre space he was in.

It looks just like the hut in the dream garden that Cecil proudly showed you when he was in Kente village, but for some reason, instead of the warm warmth of that time, there was only a cold and eerie atmosphere.

Feeling his throat burning, Julius tried to think of a way to deal with the current situation.

Escape by force was the most rational and fastest way, but it was not possible.

because,

Because the woman in front of her right now was hurt because of her.

The image of a woman holding her in tears and tears of blood brushes past her eyes.

In the end, Julius, who had opened his mouth slightly to say something, did not say anything and then closed it again.

– swipe

A quiet space where only the sound of bandages reverberates.

Time passed like that, and finally, the devil, who even tied the knot of the bandage, put his lips on the priest’s hand without saying a word.

-side

A shy sound like kissing.

A pale blush appeared on her white, pure cheeks, and the poor woman broke the silence and opened her mouth to the man.

“… thank you. For not leaving me.”

“… … .”

“right. i deceived you I knew Erman’s plan, but I didn’t tell you.”

No answer came back.

Cecil lifted his head and gently captured the image of the man in his blue eyes mixed with dark aura.

Oh, you’re sorry for me now.

be cute

The corner of the devil’s mouth twisted, and he touched the man’s right hand in my hand, and the devil continued speaking in a low voice again.

“I asked Priest Emily to interrupt the plan, saying you were in danger, so if time goes back, you will disappear.”

That’s absolutely unacceptable.

Because no one can take you out of my hands.

“…what will happen if Erman-sama’s plan continues like this?”

“The truth of the world that Rome has given you. Time only moves forward. That natural truth will be twisted and the world will turn back in time.”

“… … .”

“it’s okay. It’s only natural for you to hear this and be shaken. A man named Julius Tafnel deserves retribution. Yes, you deserve it.”

“… No, I was blind for a moment and made a hasty decision. It was my mistake.”

A blond-haired kid running towards him with a bright smile and calling him Dad.

Julius, who remembered Leila, swept down my face roughly.

stupid bastard

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My daughter is an idiot who doesn’t even care.

For a while, he was self-helping for his rare mistake.

He lifted his head and looked at the woman sitting in front of me.

A soft smile on your lips.

The eyes that had been shedding bloody tears before were sparkling as if they had ever been.

No, it’s an understatement to say that it sparkles when you see the turbid energy intensifying.

“It’s a mistake. Your choice was a very reasonable one. Being able to start all over again is a very attractive proposition.”

“…as a father of a daughter, to engage in something that might disappear for Leyra. It’s embarrassing to even call you ‘Abi’ now.”

Julius showed a gloomy look with a self-helpful smile.

The smile of the devil looking at this grows even deeper.

“it’s okay. Even if time passes, Leira will not disappear.”

“…what does that mean?”

“Leira Tafnell. The child born to the strongest interrogator Julius Tafnel and the saint’s daughter, Cecil Lionelta, has been blessed by heaven.”

The angel of faith presented the child with a flame that burned all things.

The Angel of Punishment presented the child with his guillotine that would freeze even the passage of time.

The Angel of Charity instilled in the child a powerful divine power capable of showing charity even against the Legion.

“Finally, the angel of death, Lionelta, breathed his breath into the gift of immortality, so that child was born with the fate of a saint that will go down in history.”

Cecil tells the secret of my daughter in a languid voice, as if telling a funny story to a young child.

Julius could not hide his confusion upon hearing those words.

“… One being can contain only one angelic power. Such a thing could happen.”

“Well, why was that possible? I don’t even know about that. Even the blessed child doesn’t know that he is like that. But even before she was born, Leira inherited the powers from the four angels, and even if the time of the world goes back, her existence will never disappear.”

So you don’t have to give up on Erman’s plans because of Leira.

Cecil is wearing a bandage with a bitter smile.

Julius, who looked at the woman shaking as if she would break if touched, gently held her in his arms and stroked her hair.

“…even if Leyra is safe, I will not accept Erman-sama’s plan.”

I thought I could do it, but I was weaker than I thought.

After swallowing the words, Julius felt the scent of the woman in his arms and just hugged him tightly.

Time passed slowly like that, the sweet scent of milk brushed the tip of his nose, and his heart was pounding.

The devil whispered softly.

“… why? Are you saying that because you want to go see the real Cecil, not me?”

A terrifyingly insensitive voice is heard quietly.

Julius lowered his head slowly and looked down at my wife and made eye contact with her.

I realized

she’s not okay That he was forcibly hiding something that was rotten.

suffocating desire.

The desire to make that man mine and the anger burning with a sense of betrayal for trying to abandon him.

With affection close to hatred that swirled in her blue eyes like the calm sea, Julius had no choice but to stare at her from afar, forgetting to even breathe.

“I chose it because I had no choice but to do it. You chose me because you couldn’t let go of the hand holding you with the face of your beloved Cecil. Even now, you don’t look at me, you only think of your ex-wife and hold me.”

you don’t love me You love the old Cecil Lionelta.

“… … .”

“I spit out eternal love from my mouth, but in reality I do not want to admit that I have been tainted by mixing with the devil. Are you still thinking? ‘After all, this woman is not the woman I loved.’ I mean.”

A woman possessed with a devil begins to bind her husband with a force like a snake that twists the corners of her mouth and tightens her neck.

Suddenly, the sweet scent of milk that had brushed the tip of her nose had changed to a strong rose scent.

In the desolate land outside the hut, black roses repeatedly bloom and wither as they swallow each other, and the devil screams in the dark emptiness, the opposite of the beautiful garden of flowers.

“Every time I look at that bitch’s face in your eyes, my heart aches, it hurts! It’s so chilly and cold that this heart feels like it’s about to fall apart!”

“… Calm down. I, I love you now too.”

“love? Yes, I mean I love you.”

The demon, who had been entangled as if squeezing the inquisitor’s neck, stops when he hears the word love.

After muttering the word love for a while, she buried her face in Julius’s neck as if she had thought of something good, and spoke calmly.

What he could never do.

“Now I won’t believe anything you say. I don’t want to hear the whispers of your love for Cecil of the past.”

“… … .”

“You want to say no? Be cute, then prove it with actions instead of words.”

Cecil, who slowly gave strength to my hand, gently pushed his chest.

Julius was lying flat on the bed painted black.

The demon, who climbed on top of the Heretic Inquisitor who had fallen on the bed, touched his chest and whispered softly.

“Hug me here. Then I will believe you.”

“…it can’t be.”

“Huh, I knew that. Yes, it would be too harsh for you to hold me.”

As if he knew that, the devil, who slowly lowered his back with a bright smile, brought his cherry-red lips to his ear and whispered again.

I didn’t say anything like before.

No, he was spitting out things he couldn’t do even more than before.

“Well then, I want you to give me proof of love.”

“… proof of love?”

Julius looked into her eyes as if he didn’t know what she was saying.

Cecil, who caressed him as if lovingly, gently strokes his neck.

“If you really love me, give me your necklace.”

It was originally mine, so it’s okay to give it back to me, right?

A silver necklace infused with a cold chill.

Looking at the gift of the past, which was the only link in life for the Inquisitor, the devil covets it with his enchanting eyes.

A forgotten void devoured by a giant serpent.

In a world of just the two of us, where no one comes to visit

The ordeal that afflicts the poor man is approaching.

“If you give it to me, I will trust you. The eternal love of a man named Julius Tafnel is for me, and I will gladly deceive you.”

Can you really do it?

No, I can’t, Julius Tafnel is such a man.

So you are living here with me.

In a paradise just for the two of us that won’t wake up.

forever.