My Wife Is the Devil

With each exhalation, white breath comes out of the mouth.

A gray-haired man in a black mourning suit, with his bangs neatly pushed back, was walking down an alleyway.

The bricks, which should have been neatly painted white at first, were filled with black and yellow stains, and the smell of alcohol and cigarettes stung my nose.

The ugly back alley of the kingdom hidden in the shadows, where swearing and shouting between drunkards and vagrants and broken wine bottles fly by.

The man slowly walks down the street, but except for the sound of footsteps, it is surprisingly quiet.

Did everyone go anywhere?

A cat that was playing on the roof watching the scene tilts its head and then runs to the restaurant across the street.

The man who had been walking for a while stopped and looked around to see if he had finally reached his destination.

A shabby, wretched man who collapsed on the road and did not move, a brass bowl for begging in front of him. Not seeing what he was looking for, the man in mourning frowned and tilted his head before stopping at some point.

Something shimmering silver was visible from among the pockets of the fallen man.

He took the glove out of his pocket, put it on both hands, and carefully pulled it out.

A portrait of a familiar brown-haired woman is seen as she gently opens the small handcuffs hanging from a silver chain.

A rocket my friend and wife lost while eating out a month ago.

I managed to find it at the request of a friend who asked me to find it.

The owner who will receive this money is now lying in a cold coffin, and his eyes are slightly red with sadness.

The man, who had been immersed in thoughts for a moment, got up and turned around and looked back at the path he had walked.

Like a masterpiece, it was as if time had stopped.

From the bearded man who spit thick swear words from his mouth, to the skinny old man who smoked a cigarette, to the scoundrel holding a broken wine bottle and drinking alcohol, and the homeless with a lot of time to dry his teeth.

A fantastic scene that has hardened in an instant.

He performed a miracle that would not be lacking even if it was called the supreme work of art, but the man who actually performed it does not seem to have any interest.

He takes out a small box from his arms and shakes it, but there is no sound.

He clicks his tongue once and takes a step back.

Step by step, the sound as if the ice is crumbling resounds, and white flames illuminate the alleyway,

As if they were a mirage, they slowly faded away and disappeared from the landscape as if they had never existed in the first place.

The name of the gray-haired man who kills countless people in the alley and walks calmly is Cryle Raynell.

The feel of a cold string hanging from your fingertips.

As a Heretic Inquisitor, he wasn’t feeling very well today.

A solemn and majestic singing voice from afar.

It was only bittersweet for a gift that a woman who could not even receive a congratulatory song from at the wedding was the last to receive.

***

After the hustle and bustle of choosing clothes was over, Julius left the store for a while and was strolling around the village leisurely.

Rosanu-nim said that it would take a year to pack clothes after buying everything in the store, so Cecil took money from him and went into Uncle Pin’s bakery.

She was enjoying a short break like this, leaving her behind, who was burning up the desire to try all the ‘Kente Dessert Special 20’, the store’s secret product.

Despite the title of relegation, it is actually a very long vacation. Is it okay to live like a hanyang who has nothing to do?

He had been working without a single day off for five years, and this kind of rest was only somewhat uncomfortable for him.

Thalia, a dark-haired girl exuding a gloomy aura, caught his eye as he looked to see if there was anything he could do.

Seeing her grown up so beautifully that it would be rude to call her a girl now, Julius suddenly became playful.

The nature that is revealed as soon as the sadness fades a little is really tough.

To watch her work, she silenced the sound of her footsteps and followed her secretly.

Then, Julius, who was going to surprise him, saw the shocking scene and flew behind a large tree.

I hold my breath and tilt my head slightly to look again.

I wasn’t wrong! In the background of the shabby mill, the woman in the ghastly attire arguing with Thalia was obviously Ronnell.

Look at those damn pants that are so short you can’t tell if they’re underwear!

She was always confident and often tried to solve problems with violence, but her sister was a good person. Seeing the young man makes my heart flutter.

-I mean, these are just clothes! Because it’s the latest fashion from another kingdom across the sea!

-Mr. Ronnell, please come to your senses! Marriage You’ve lost your mind like that, what a big deal.

-Don’t talk about marriage in front of me!.. ?.. I smell, I’m a strong guy. Where are you?

She suddenly stopped moving, sniffing her nose and shaking her head.

Having remembered the legendary declaration that everyone in the village knew, Julius escaped from there without looking back.

I promised to give only one love in my life, Cecil. Personally, I felt very sorry for my sister, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t be sacrificed.

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When I went back to Rosanne’s shop, clothes were piled up in a large box, and Cecil was having a conversation with her sister, holding a white dress in one hand.

“So, the moment I saw him, I immediately thought of him. Oh, it’s this man! They say that he is the man who will have my love, huh.”

“Oh my gosh, kids these days are daring.”

After hearing Cecil’s confession dance, Rosa blushed and fanned with her hands.

Cecil, who was proudly talking about what had happened that day, found Julius and called to him, waving his hand.

“ah! Here, honey! Come on and pick up your luggage!”

He strode over, flashed his luggage and lifted it. Cecil, who greeted Rosa when he met him in the evening, swung around Julius’s side with a pure white dress, behaving wildly.

“Tonight, the inn said they were having a pretty big celebration. It’s my first time doing this, so I’m really looking forward to it. right?”

“…Yes, I’m looking forward to it.”

“Kente’s beer is famous even in the capital, so I wanted to try it once, and it went well. Whoops.”

When we arrived at the house while sharing the word Dorando, the congratulatory spirit fell.

Julius, who was told to stay outside because women usually need various preparations, went out and breathed the autumn air and wiped his face.

When he first returned to this village, his face, which had hardened before, was filled with a soft smile.

He didn’t buy alcohol, and he didn’t even try to contact the capital.

From that night when the heart he had desperately hidden from her was revealed, his mask of being a faithful servant of God has been shattered.

What is the giving and what is the pain? More important than that is that Cecil is back alive.

Julius wanted it, and she gradually began to imitate Cecil while she was still alive. No, it’s not an imitation, it’s who you are.

When the devil takes on a human body, it mimics existence itself. If the only difference is that playing in the sun isn’t a problem for her, how is she different from Cecil?

When you change your mind, you feel more comfortable. I decided not to try to use the mask again by forcibly collecting the pieces.

A ray of light through the clouds illuminates him. It was as if God was rebuking him.

Julius, who had stopped pretending to be a servant of the god, did nothing.

I gave her a bunch of nice clothes as she always wore the same clothes. It made her mouth happy, who likes sweets.

There is plenty of time ahead. A year would be enough time to do the things she couldn’t do.

As he looked up at the sky and smiled, his face was distorted in an instant.

A cold feeling that runs down the nape of his neck, something touches his chest.

Slowly put your hand in your arms and take it out.

When I opened it gently, I saw a portrait of her back in the day.

In the picture, she didn’t scold him, and his good mood all day was shattered.

An unknown song that I once heard flows in the wind,

Humming a hum, a pure white demon approaches him like a dance.

A bitter taste lingers in your mouth.

Did you break in a dream. just realized

The fact that his wife Cecil died five years ago and he never came back,

fills the mind

***

Cecil slowly walked down the path and stared at Julius’s back as he left the house for a moment.

He seemed to be in a very good mood today.

Cecil hummed as he felt a sense of well-being.

Inside the box were a lot of luxurious and beautiful clothes.

It would take a month to sort it out.

With one light stroke of the palm, the clothes flew wildly, sucked into the open door, and caught one after another.

It used to be a place where the clothes of the old man named Mila, who lived in the mansion, were stored, but it was the moment when the clothes room that I wanted to fill my empty stomach because it was all burned down at the time of the old man’s funeral came true.

feel even better This time, with one step, a large mirror popped out of the air.

The mirror in Rosa’s clothing store was incomparably clean and reflected,

Then she took off her clothes and threw them away.

I had to wear that white dress today, so I took off my underpants as well.

The mirror reflects her clean body. Cecil, who looked at her clean body for a moment without any scars, worked hard on her hair, including grooming.

I was thinking about what scent my body would like to smell, and I ended up choosing a fresh apple scent to finish the decor, and a white dress… No. Wear a pure white dress.

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My marriage with him was very modest, so I was envious of other people’s grand weddings, but I did not regret it because it had to be him.

But look at the gift he gave me at the clothing store today! Did you remember that I grumbled about the white dress before I died?

Perhaps sooner or later, you will receive a grand wedding as a gift.

Cecil thought so, fluttering the skirt and opening the door.

The Telmere Church, the idiots who serve the liar Lord, used to say.

Humans are said to have a body, a memory, and a noble soul.

The devil’s whispers corrupt the soul, so even death can’t be forgiven, so stay away from the devil.

From a distance, you can see her long blonde hair swaying in the wind.

He looks at the portrait of me hanging around my neck.

The lies that Rom, who gave him, put in his mouth.

That is, humans have souls.

There is no soul in this world.

The only thing that makes a human being is my body and my memory.

So who am I?

With Cecil’s memory and body, I am Cecil Lionelta no matter what anyone says.

Is it the devil with Cecil’s memory or Cecil with the devil’s memory, does that matter?

The daughter of Saint Erman and the lovely wife of Inquisitor Julius has returned after five years.

Only fools don’t know.

the wind blows pleasantly

Today, I will drink beer, the specialty of the village, with him to my heart’s content.

An unknown song that flows along with your dancing gait,

A congratulatory song celebrating the couple’s marriage spreads widely.