My Wife Is the Devil

Rumble— Rumble—.

The regular sound of the wheels rolling can be heard, and a small vibration felt inside the carriage surrounded by soft cushions.

A man who is the lord of Aran and is in despair after losing his wife.

Rotani Aran was immersed in contemplation, slowly flipping through the pages of the Bible in her hand.

An outbreak of the plague that occurred two years ago.

A terrible tragedy caused by demons and heresies who have endlessly devoured humans and allowed them to practice evil magic.

A plague that causes people to rot alive has spread all over Liream, and the priests of Telmere and the Inquisitors desperately blocked it, but the damage was not great.

“… Liliana.”

Born as a man, a woman who made me feel love for the first time in my life.

His wife, who always had beautiful eyes filled with sorrow, could not withstand the enchanted plague and died alive.

The feel of cold paper at your fingertips.

Rotani, who looked at the bible that was flowing smoothly, but didn’t even pay attention to the words of Telmere written in it, was an elderly saint who made an offer he couldn’t refuse.

I pondered Erman’s words.

‘I’ve already known that you are hiding the body of your rotten wife in disobedience to Telmere.’

‘… I didn’t know that the saint would personally come to punish me. However, I can never tell you where my wife’s body is…’

The determination not to be broken is desperately uttered by a weak-looking man with a trembling body and cold sweat.

At least, a pathetic man buried in sorrow, a man I like more than Julius Tafnel.

Erman nodded his head slowly and smiled kindly, slowly drawing out black magic from his heart, a helpless noble. He made an offer he couldn’t refuse to the Earl of Aran.

‘If there is a way to save your wife, would you cooperate with us?’

‘…that could be possible!’

‘No, it is possible.’

If you use the power of an ancient evil, forgotten by everyone.

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“Lord, we have finally arrived.”

Immersed in thought, unaware of the passing of time, Rotani, who merely turned over the bookshelf of the Bible, rubbed my eyes at the voice of the knight with short hair, who had always been escorting him with sincerity since childhood. opened it and asked him.

“…where is this place?”

“The less eyes you see, the better it is, so I came to the top near the Telmere Church Headquarters.”

When I closed my eyes and looked at the scene behind the knight, it was clear that the wagons and people busily passing by were the Yanta top, one of the best tops in Liriam.

I heard that most of the merchants, including Sang Sang-joo, exploded overnight by an interrogator named Julius, and the top was raised sharply after the Renkel top, which was much more plausible than I thought. I felt a surge of admiration.

After loosening the twisted legs and rubbing the neck a few times, which had become stiff from riding the carriage for a long time. The Earl of Aran opened the door of the wagon and got off with a graceful figure befitting of a lord, smiling at my knight.

“Thank you, but if you make a mistake, your life may be at risk. I really salute you for following my selfish me.”

The knight, who had a bewildered expression on his gratitude for the man who seemed too simple and fragile for a lord of a wealthy city, bowed his head toward his master with a voice full of emotion.

“It is an honor for the family! Forever forever! I will dedicate this body to the Count!”

“Haha, thanks for the words.”

“no! Even if I stand in front of God, my heart will not be ashamed…”

“… well, it’s a little bit like talking about God in this situation…”

The present situation in which we have to shoulder the enormous sin that can not be repaid even if we make atonement for the rest of our lives, that of resisting death.

At the words that came out of the stupidly honest knight’s mouth, Rotani gave a bitter expression and glanced at my vassal whose only weakness was that he was ignorant.

Upon realizing that he had made a speech mistake, the knight, who became contemplative, hurriedly held out the shabby robe he had in his hand in front of him when he received the earl’s gaze.

“Rain, though shabby, please write this. Lord.”

“Hmm, there’s nothing good about being conspicuous, so I’ll appreciate it. For some reason, you have a good eye.”

Wearing a shabby, slightly yellowish robe, he wore a hood so tight that he couldn’t see my face, and passed through the noisy top, the headquarters of the Telmere Church. I started walking towards the church shining in the dazzling five colors.

And the back of the Central Church, which arrived not long after.

Looking at the back door engraved with the images of Tafnell and Raynell, who are punishing the sneaking thieves, Rotani gently stroked my smooth chin and swallowed.

The man who had been watching for a long time that there was no one around, finally made a big decision for love.

At the moment when he is about to take a noble step towards the Central Church, which is infested with heretical inquisitors who break the bones of demons.

“hey! Julius, you crazy bastard, are you really going to do that?”

At the sound of the young man’s screams and shouts, Rotani took the steps he took with great determination, and secretly glanced at the place where the sound was coming from the flat wall in the alleyway.

The shouting man was a young man with his gray hair neatly swept back.

Judging by the black uniform resembling the mourning clothes he is wearing, he appears to be a heretic inquisitor.

The man who spit out the cigarette he had in his mouth wildly and was swearing as he looked at the interrogator with his blond hair loosely tied back, walking leisurely from behind him.

However, the blonde-haired man who left the church late despite the man’s shouting silently rubbed the bloodstains on his face with a cloth.

The gray-haired interrogator chewed on my lips for a moment and then kicked the pitiful back door, then pointed at him and whispered as if holding back his anger.

“Ullius, how long are you going to be like this? Don’t you even think about Layra? When the night comes, he whines that he misses you, but how can he not meet him once?”

“Cryle, I’m sure you’ll take good care of it.”

The names that come out of the men’s mouths are truly fear itself.

The two men he is secretly spying on right now are the strongest heretical inquisitors in Liream. Recognizing that they were Julius Tafnell and Kryle Raynel, Rotani couldn’t cling to the wall and crouched flat on the street.

Seeing such a pathetic master, the knight who was silently in the same posture behind him whispered to his master.

“… Master, you must always protect your body as a nobleman.”

“If I keep the body, will my life be doubled? Shut up.”

“… … yes.”

How ugly it is to see a grown man sullen.

Rotani coughed a few times to appease the uncomfortable stomach at the horrific sight, and then began eavesdropping on their conversation again.

“It has been four years since Cecil passed away. Now, slowly, you too have to make a new start. How long are you going to leave Leira alone?”

“Why is Layra alone when you are by my side? On the contrary, you are going to be nicer to him than me, the real father.”

Am I even touched by the infinite trust in my close friend?

Cryle’s eyes, who looked at Julius as if surprised for a moment, slowly turned red, and the man’s voice mixed with weeping came out softly.

“I’m too tired.”

“… … .”

“I told you to stay still, but you don’t throw away the golden Raynell, my favorite angel, in two.”

“… … .”

“Doesn’t he cling to my back and tear off all my hair while saying I hid my father?”

As I said that, I saw Kryle pointing to a corner of my hair, indeed.

There were some areas where my hair looked thinner than other places.

Julius, who was holding the holy sword hanging from his waist, had no choice but to open his heavy mouth at the lament of the best inquisitor who was able to strike all of them even against countless legions.

“…I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Excuse me, can you please take your daughter with you? Or did you live with Layra in my house.”

Just give me my house, I can’t live like this!

Was it even funny to see a man with a very cold impression desperately running around with a funny frown on his face?

The mask of the man who had no change in his expression like a statue broke, and at the sound of laughter leaking out, Kryle scratched his head and slapped his friend’s broad back once.

“It’s hard for you, I know. Of course, I know how arrogant it is to say I know.”

“… … .”

“Layla is the age to be loved. I should not have grown up in the hands of a perverted man like me, but I should have grown up in the arms of my father.”

Isn’t it proof of the love born between you and Cecil?

Words that are too human for conversations between beings called the horrors of Liriam.

They did not have iron bodies and minds.

They, too, cry and laugh. He was a single human who struggled with the grief of losing his wife.

Knowing the secret but not the secret of the strongest interrogator, Julius Tafnel, Rotani wiped his red eyes and sniffled once.

– Tok Tok

“He was like me. Does it mean that even such a strong man has no choice but to die from God’s death?”

– Tok Tok

After all, if you only believe in God, salvation will not come.

The Count, who had erased his reluctance to enter the path of heresy that had remained in his mind, nervously turned his head toward the blasphemous knight who kept touching his back ever since.

“…But why do you keep doing that? No matter how close we are, you are truly my vassal and I am your lord… De?”

The knight who should be behind his back was nowhere to be found, and a cute little boy with blond hair neatly tied down to the side smiled brightly and opened his small mouth to Rotani with all his might, showing a big smile.

“Hello.”

“… hello?”

Perhaps a tooth had fallen out, or a cute little kid with a leaking pronunciation.

However, the mysterious energy emanating from the softly gleaming blonde hair resembling the radiant sun seemed to show that the child was not an ordinary person.

Is it a child related to the Telmere Church?

Rotani, who swallowed a little saliva, tightened the robe she was wearing and bowed politely to the little lady whose eyes were sparkling with a smile from before.

“May the blessings of Rome be with you. What do you have to do with my beautiful little lady?”

The child, who was always teased by the gray-haired old man for being a little boy, saw Rotani calling him a lady like a lady, and jumped from place to place and rejoiced.

“Sue, lady! Come on, I am a lady, a lady!”

“Haha, so. What is the name of our beautiful lady?”

Rotani, who looked at the child with a warm smile as if he had everything in the world, leaping, jumping, and hopping around the man, sneakily towards the kid who seemed to have portrayed cuteness itself as a human. I asked for your name.

And, as a potential heretic candidate for the terrifying name that came out of the child’s mouth, he had to feel the blood draining from his face.

“My name is Leira Tafnel, my father’s only daughter!”

“…that father’s name.”

“Hmmm, don’t be surprised to hear that, my dad’s name is Julius Tafnel! You are very handsome, and you are very tall. And everyone’s eyes widen when they hear my dad’s name… Ah! Uncle also turned round.”

Rotani, who was staring intently at the girl in front of her with the force of her eyes popping out, barely came to her senses at those words.

He started talking again to the strongest young lady on earth, protected by the strongest men in Liream.

“Ah, Julius Tafnel. There is even a saying in Liream that the only people who don’t know him are his corpses. This, Lady, you are a great person than I thought.”

“Lady… Oh, let’s ask Dad to call him that.”

If Kryle saw this, he was surprised that Cecil had returned alive, and the little boy with a face exactly like his mother’s hair twisted.

Julius’ one and only daughter, Leira, even had her nostrils wide open, and she did not know what to do with joy.

He’s like a walking bomb, but somehow, when he’s having a conversation, his heart feels warm.

But I can’t keep doing this.

If I had more time, I’d love to chat with the kid a little more, but unfortunately now Rotani was going to embark on a heresy path for the sake of his one and only wife, Liliana, whom he loves, and to do that, he’ll have to get rid of the two monsters still arguing in the back door. only did

… In fact, a man named Rotani Aran was just too timid, and there was nothing wrong with going in openly.

“So, Leila-san. Why did you call a shabby man like me?”

The tone of a high-ranking aristocrat with dignity that he couldn’t hide even though he was wearing rags.

Is there a wish to feel something? Leila, who was drooling and staring at Rotani, opened her mouth, looked at the central church of the Telmere Church standing in a majestic figure behind him, and spoke hesitantly.

“Oh, that’s it. I have a request, but…”

“… Request?”

“Oh, can’t you call my daddy?”

“Can’t we just go in there and call him directly?”

A request from a child named Leila that cannot be understood.

Rotani felt my head tilted, and with a puzzled expression, said to the boy,

Leyra gave a slightly bitter expression and answered the question again and again by making fun of her short tongue.

“Ah, my dad is a busy man, so if I go, don’t bother. And because Kryle Ajoshi is always very tired from taking care of me…”

A voice so lonely that it was hard to believe that it came out of a child’s mouth.

Rotani glanced at Leira’s blue eyes, which had suddenly become full of tears, let out a short sigh, and slowly raised her arm and pointed towards the back door of the church.

“At the same time, Julius-sama and Kryle-sama are taking a break. If you go through the back door, you will be able to meet your father.”

“I, really? Isn’t that a lie?”

Layra is trying hard to stretch her short legs and raise her head to look towards the back door.

Seriously, the Count of Aran couldn’t hold back his laughter when he saw the child’s funny appearance until the very end, so he smiled softly and gently pushed the child’s back.

“If you keep doing this here, your father might go back to work. Come on. Little Lady.”

“Oh, Ajo, you are really nice. Tell Dad, and even if you do something bad, I’ll tell you to forgive me with just one honey night.”

Thank you so much, it really brings tears to my eyes.

Who do you resemble and talk so prettily? With his father’s smile on his lips, Rotani slowly bowed his back and took a nice example as if to say goodbye to the noble girl.

As if she felt better about being treated like an adult by an unidentified man, Leila ran towards the back door, leaping and leaping as if flying into the sky.

Soon, the couple met each other’s eyes.

Julius, who had been staring at Leira for a moment in a terrifying way to see where the daring momentum had gone before, returned to her crouching appearance, then slowly knelt down on one knee and hugged my daughter tightly in her wide arms.

The red tears in the man’s eyes, which could be seen from afar.

Cryle Raynell, who was looking at it warmly from the side, smiled pleasantly, perhaps feeling better, and pulled out a fancy ticket from the product.

“Hmm, I knew this was going to happen, so I made a reservation in advance at a restaurant for my little one. I’m in a good mood today, so both the little boy and the big boy follow me! Let this Kryle Raynell tell you what it feels like to die today.”

“Dad! Dad! I missed you!”

“…Yes, our Layra. Would you like to go on a date with Daddy today?”

“…is nobody listening to me? Am I the kind of servant who wants to go after you? ok?”

Cryle begins to mumble endlessly while dragging the grown-up kid with her big hands.

The figure of the gray-haired man and the little lady with her face buried in Julius’s chest, who was taken by his hand and rested for a long time, seemed only to be truly happy.

Rotani, who had always had a gloomy expression since the time of the plague, felt that the melancholy that had enveloped her body after a long time had dissipated even more.

And not long after, he heard the voice of a foolish knight from behind him.

“I’m sorry, Count! I was in a hurry to urinate, so I trespassed for a while!”

A foolish knight who dares to say that he has come to do business, abandoning his escort mission to protect his master.

Rotani, who patted the shoulder of a loyal knight who had always walked the road with him a few times, left only one word, and then slowly walked towards the back door of the Telmere Church to meet Saint Erman.

“You are relegated from today.”

“Sin, sorry!”

It seemed that it would take eons of time for this stupid knight to do his job properly.

***

“So, how are you feeling now?”

It’s like a playful smile a father would make when handing a present to his child.

Erman, a saint of the Telmere Church, with his brown hair neatly turned back, followed him, and, perhaps because he was anxious, spoke leisurely to the Count of Aran, who was constantly looking around his head.

“Not yet… I don’t really feel it. If you really walk down this road, you can see Liliana alive…”

Hidden in the saint’s room, one of the secret passages leading to the Geum Station.

He felt his mouth dry as he looked at the dazzlingly white marble hallway, and he was constantly imagining sinister thoughts as he looked at the back of the saint walking leisurely in front of him.

‘If all of this is false and is just to execute me, or to use me in a dubious experiment…’

“You seem to have a lot of thoughts. There will be no executions, and the dubious experiment has already been over for a long time, so there is nothing to worry about.”

The only black door with a different color in a pure white space.

The saint stopped in front of the huge gate with the head of an ominous goat sculpted, turned his head to the foolish man, and his blue eyes flashed.

“Then, finally, the woman you’ve been longing for. Let me show you the living Liliana Aran. It’s good to look forward to it, because the price for losing God is not enough, it will overflow.”

profit—.

As if it were a door that should not be opened, an ominous and unspeakable noise filled the hallway in silence, and then beyond the open Geum Station. What you see in the middle is his long-awaited wife. It was Liliana Aran….

“Kekkek- I, can you give me some water?”

“Hell! How the heck are you eating, the amount you ate today is enough for the entire denomination to eat three meals a day. Stop eating!”

The sight that caught the eyes of the two men who opened the door and entered Geum Station is a truly strange sight.

Black mud clumsily imitates the image of a beautiful woman with graceful blonde hair and green eyes piling up a mountain of food and shoving it into her tiny mouth, and a girl who squeaks while looking at it.

The bizarre scene that was strongly engraved in the minds of the two men was ridiculous and pleasant rather than ominous, so Rotani Aran, the Earl of Aran and a man who entered the path of heresy, inadvertently burst into laughter.

“… her.”

“…why are you already here? You must have given a signal in advance! What is this that is out of shape!”

The devil who always thinks that getting in shape is the most important thing in eternal life.

Arnhill of dirty desire.

The black mud that imitated the girl’s figure began to yell at the fallen saint Erman, as if resenting being the protagonist of such a ridiculous scene.

“… I obviously contacted him through a piece of mirror. You idiot won’t hear it.”

“What? Who’s stupid who’s stupid! Obviously, I couldn’t hear anything from the piece of mirror I put on the desk here… Huh? Where did you go?”

Arnhill, who was protesting with her arms around the corner saying it was unfair to the saint, raised her hand, which was dripping with mud, and pointed to the desk in the corner of the Geum Station.

Surprisingly nothing.

At the sight of the missing piece of Telmere’s mirror for contact with the saint, the demon girl turned her head and glared at the beautiful woman who ate the food to the point of foolishly.

“Hell! Did you even eat a piece of the mirror? I can’t live because I’m really shy! Wherever you go, say 24 devils and just walk around! I’m going to starve you by sealing it up in the demon realm!”

“mmm, I accidentally spilled it into my mouth while I was eating… I’m sorry.”

How the hell are you going to get a piece of mirror going into your mouth by mistake?

After Erman kicked the muffins rolling at my feet.

He coughed once at Rotani, who was staring at Liliana, who was still breathing and breathing, in a stunned state next to him.

“Okay, whatever. Congratulations, son of Lintau Aran. The living wife you have longed for. Liliana Aran.”

A saint with an evil smile and a graceful gesture pointing to a blonde-haired woman.

A demon in the form of a girl from below said, “Come on, don’t take your form, we’re totally screwed!”

‘, but there was no sound in the earl’s ears.

A world where only the two of us exist.

A lovely woman hiccuping at her husband, wiping cream from her mouth in a hurry, and hiding leftover bread.

Oh, those innocent eyes and those cheeks.

Look at how the little corners of your lips are raised.

It is like a supreme work of art that is so beautiful. Liliana Aran’s happy smile she wanted so much.

A man named Rotani Aran came to mind as he walked slowly towards the Countess, who was once again endowed with life in this world inhabited by a high-ranking demon.

“Long time no see, Liliana.”

The woman in front of her is not the Liliana Aran she knew. the fact that