My Wife Is the Devil

“We are trapped in a world where the absolute and the absolute intertwine.”

A forest of achromatic colors that is unsatisfying.

In the midst of a land of death, where no life can live and breathe, no life can bloom.

A little girl’s voice began to reverberate.

“A stage in which the will of a poor woman longing for love and the will of a saint who entered the path of evil to save his daughter collide. The end seems infinitely far away. Everything always returns to nothing, like predestination harmony.”

Yes, as if God had ordained everything.

“The last moment. The saint always asks.”

Do you believe in predestination harmony?

“A man said. Even if everything has been decided, I will follow my beliefs.”

“The slender woman said. Happiness is to achieve. He will surely look happy.”

A woman in a priest’s uniform is singing a story that no one hears while reaching out to the sky as if dancing in an empty space.

The demon who stole the girl’s name, Rayleigh Tonant.

The Echo of the Black Forest was nothing more than a smile with a twinkle in her eyes, with a pure divine power in her heart that was hard to believe it was a demon.

“But everything goes back to nothing. The poor woman named Cecil once again lost everything she had in her hands. Just longing for love again, forgetting even his own name. Mixed and twisted, despised as demons, crawling on the earth, and so on again for eons.”

“But there is actually a very interesting truth lurking here.”

In fact, all these trials are the path of suffering that she herself caused.

that too. There is no way a saint who loved my daughter so much could lock up his lovely daughter in an eternity of time.

─── Growing tall.

Although no one is listening A demon who dances with empty questions as if there was someone in front of him.

No, judging by the faint brilliance that illuminates the forest of radish.

It seems that someone is watching this crazy demon.

“Who would have thought? To choose to be imprisoned in eternity for just one man.”

-… … .

“No one can even imagine that. A woman named Cecil Lionelta is a crazy maniac.”

Yes, it is the crystallization of obsession.

pure love.

Gwangae (狂愛).

“She always falls in love at first sight with a man named Julius, as if it was a predestination harmony.”

It was as if God had decided everything.

“But in the truth of the world God created, there is no such thing as fate. Her love is truly incomprehensible.”

-… … .

God is a being who only watches the steps of his children.

Therefore, there is no such thing as predestination harmony in the world.

Only foolish servants of God were crying out for their father’s name, complaining and praying.

“Demons and humans need to become one by nature to become perfect. However, people who have lost their souls are only fools. Demons that have lost their bodies are just empty.”

“The foolish one, the empty one. I can’t get myself out of this infinity yoke.”

So only one.

The only being in the world who has a soul in my heart.

Cecil Lionelta is the only key to escape this infinity.

“Saint Telmere said, A child will one day get up, kicking the ground with both feet, and out of the arms of his parents.”

So, in the end, Erman’s will will be broken by his daughter.

A girl who sits down on an achromatic dirt road, uttering words that are like prophecies made by angels.

Did you even get out of breath?

The Great Evil, who had been struggling as if in pain while grabbing my small chest, spit out the last words and stretched out his hands toward the sky.

“However, even if the ending of the story has been decided. If the stage where the story will be told collapses first. Everything is meaningless.”

So please let me know.

our father.

great rom

Show this little demon the way to go.

Lead the fools, teach them how to avert the ruin of the world.

With those words, the echo of the Black Forest fell like a doll with a broken thread.

-… … .

In the middle of a gray forest where there is only silence as if the stage curtain has come down.

A purple-colored divine energy that slowly begins to dwell in the eyes of insignificant creatures caught in madness as she weeps.

The power of the Goddess that is given to the creatures only by peeking through the cracks in the springs that are infinitely interlocked by the will of the great devil Nirhill and the saint Erman.

-I’m just watching.

Guide angels, demons, and humans on the right path.

It was the moment when the first demon priest was born.

***

“…do you really have to open your mouth like that…?”

With just one bright sound.

Julius, who felt a momentary sense of floating, was just standing there, blinking his eyes, in the unknown place he had arrived at by the magic of the devil.

“Huhu, thank you. There would be no way to bring the ultimate inquisitor here without your permission. It’s a little embarrassing, but do you want to show Julius my secret part too?”

As if nothing special, Cecil starts to blush in front of him, rub his body, and jot his mouth.

The blonde-haired interrogator, who was staring blankly at her like that, poked my wife’s white cheeks once, and, squeezing her sleeve, began to slowly look around the unknown place where she was standing.

Hmm–.

There was only one word that came to his mind as he looked at the sight that caught his eye.

dreamy

The golden auras embroidering the air create beautiful writings by themselves, and the delicately carved chandeliers hanging from the ceiling flicker warm lights, illuminating the devil and priests.

Finally, the statue of a majestic man in the middle of a dignified place that resembles a banquet hall is as vivid as if it were alive and was embracing a woman.

… statue?

Taking a closer look at the statue, you can see that it has long hair neatly tied back, a handsome face with a caring smile, and long arms and legs.

Look here and there, what is the true nature of that magnificent work of art?

It was a statue of Inquisitor Julius Tafnel.

…….

“… Cecil, where the hell are you?”

“Hehehe, here it is. It’s my dream world.”

“… in a dream?”

Hearing Cecil’s incomprehensible words expressing shame with his whole body as his cheeks are now blushing and his eyes are rolling, the iron-blooded Inquisitor tilted his head once more and began to open his mouth again.

“…don’t be silly, speak straight.”

“Hey, you talk sulky every day, and you always hate me when I do that.”

The question from the inquisitor, who was not very serious, was the question that Kim was engrossed in. The devil rubbed his mouth and inflated his cheeks, waving his arms and speaking.

“This is the Great Evil Nirhill. No, another world created by the power of Inquisitor Cecil Lionelta.”

[Dream Kingdom]

“… … .”

“This is literally my dream world. Here, I can exercise almost omnipotence, and the 24 Great Demons I am proud of are also living in this dream realm.”

“…I see, now I understand.”

“right? Isn’t that great? Isn’t that cool? Hehe, I can compliment you a little more.”

“By the way, count.”

“…?”

“Is it necessary to come to such a grand place to make just one uniform?”

“… … .”

She was pointing her head toward the inquisitor as if a child was asking her father to praise her, but at the passing of Julius’ question, she became a nectar and the blonde-haired man stiffened like a statue. Leaving my wife behind, I began to walk slowly, looking around the gigantic banquet hall.

“… Another world unfolded by a being who has reached the divine level. It’s so sophisticated that it’s hard to believe it’s a fake world.”

From the air coming in through the nose, to the texture of marble in contact with the shoe, to the feel of a huge table that looks like it was carved entirely from an old tree.

In the midst of a dream world where everything is accepted as reality, Julius only exclaimed in admiration at the work created by his wife’s power.

“… right? Isn’t that great? Isn’t that cool?”

Cecil murmurs over and over as if he hasn’t given up on being praised yet.

Julius, who felt the demon’s popularity starting to babble again behind his back, looked back and asked her questions.

“Well, it sure is great and wonderful. I have entered the realm of so many demons, but this is the first time in my life that I have been able to call it a world so sophisticated.”

“Yes, your wife is such a wonderful woman. That’s why you shouldn’t be blindfolded. Understand?”

“…my heart only beats when I look at you, Cecil. So I don’t sell anything like one eye. Rather, there is something I want to ask you.”

“What, what are you curious about?”

“This is the dream world. How wide is it?”

“… … .”

In response to the interrogator’s words of pure curiosity, Cecil only showed a meaningful smile instead of an answer.

“…what the hell does that smile mean?”

“Whew, whoops. I want to know? How big is this world.”

Now, Julius nodded his head involuntarily at the sight of his wife, who was now shaking her shoulders, smiling and even her nostrils were drooping.

“……!”

When the permission of the beloved husband fell.

Cecil, like his daughter, Leira, ran down the huge curtain that covered the whole wall of the dining room, and made a noise with her mouth, and her eyes began to twinkle.

“Now, are you ready to visit my kingdom?”

“…Is there even a need for preparation?”

“Of course. After all, it is a world created by beings who have reached the heights of the gods. No matter how the strongest man on earth, Julius Tafnel, if he sees this, he might fall in surprise.”

Or did you spit me out

At that moment, when Cecil’s remarks, which had been well-received, added a strange four-legged expression, suspicion began to fill Julius’ eyes, and his mouth opened and he was about to say something to the malevolent demon.

“…… Voila!”

A woman’s voice, too bright to be a sound from the devil’s mouth, resounded throughout the mansion, and the wall of the dining room, which had been covered by a huge, thick black curtain, began to slowly reflect in Julius’ eyes.

“……What the hell is this?”

It’s terribly transparent, and it’s unbelievably huge.

One side of the banquet hall was filled with nothing other than a huge glass.

Inside the mansion, looking at the magnificent view decorated so that the entire dream world could be seen, Julius involuntarily exhaled admiration and simply nodded his head.

“Hehe. Isn’t that great? Isn’t that cool? I tried my best to show you.”

Cecil shrugged my shoulders at the admiration that came out of the interrogator’s mouth.

After staring at her for a while, Julius slowly approached the window to appreciate the dream world that my wife was proud of.

“… … .”

“What do you think? How does it feel to see your wife in your dreams for the first time?”

“… Cecil, what the hell is all this?”

“…… Eh? What don’t you like?”

I thought you would be so happy to see this scene. Rather than rejoicing, the devil named Cecil Lionelta opened his mouth wide and tilted his head at Julius’s mysterious attitude as he looked at him with a strange expression while sweating a drop of cold sweat.

“…apart from liking it or not, I can’t understand this scene.”

As he shakes his head, approaches him and gently grabs his shoulder, Cecil turns his head to the side and looks out the window of his dream.

I tried to capture the image of the dream world through my deep blue eyes.

golden.

The first thing reflected in the devil’s eyes is just an endless wave of gold.

Like a masterpiece, numerous portraits of ‘Julius’ embroider the air.

The way he whispers love to himself with a kind expression on his face, the figure of contempt for himself as a demon with a cold expression, the figure of being surprised when he sees himself resurrected, etc.

Countless, ‘oil paintings’ containing the fleeting moments of a man named Julius Tafnel, who had been engraved in his mind, were magnificently painted in the blue sky.

“Hehe, looking at it again, it was really well drawn.”

“…I guess he drew that by hand?”

The Inquisitor felt his mind wandering and grabbed my head and began to stumble, but it was rare to see my husband in the eyes of the devil who began to appreciate the work of art and the world he had created.

“Julius, look. Not only in the sky, but in the earth, you are the only one.”

When I took my eyes off the sky where the interrogator’s moment was drawn, and turned to the earth, what I saw were statues of men and women spread out endlessly.

From the first meeting between Julius and Cecil when they were young, to the moment of the long-awaited reunion at Mila’s mansion.

What a sight to see the exquisitely sculpted plaster statues that are alive and moving, depicting the time when a couple named Julius and Cecil walked together, extending beyond the front yard of the mansion to the horizon.

It was a product of madness that was incomprehensible to a human being, and even fear was felt.

“… … .”

“It’s not over yet. The greatest gift I have prepared for you remains.”

“… This alone is an astonishing sight, but does it mean that there is still more?”

A demon that declares that even Julius, who never loses his dignity and cleanliness, can’t help but stare with his eyes wide open, not everything he has prepared.

Is there really anything more than a whole world decorated with my husband?

No, can it exist?

Cecil snuggled up next to Julius, who was looking at him with a mysterious expression that he couldn’t understand what he was thinking.

He started counting in a low voice.

“Hehe, you should take a look. I’m only going to show you once.”

“… … .”

“Hana, Dooul.”

three!

Puong——-!

three! A heart-pounding explosive roar echoed from beyond the horizon along with a roar.

Julius, who could not accept the current situation at all, eventually began to stumble in vertigo, and Cecil, who was holding her husband’s arm tightly, made an ecstatic expression with a wretched expression on her face.

Slowly revealing myself from the horizon.

A legendary serpent that devours the world.

Something with golden hair, comparable to the size of a huge mouth Rana Hill.

Duwoong—-!

“How are you, how are you, how are you? This is a small surprise prepared to bless you and my new marriage.”

“… Cecil, humans do not see things like this and say they are petty.”

cute and cute

A doll that is too huge to be expressed in words.

Completely identical to the figure of Julius II, which was modeled after Julius, but an overly majestic super-giant doll jumped from the horizon to reveal itself.

[You are God!]

Along with a sign with a strange phrase on it.

“I tried to express my feelings for you in one sentence. how is it? Isn’t love just springing up?”

Cecil spit out strange words from where he heard something, and turned his head toward Julius with his eyes twinkling.

Was she even tired of her burdensome behavior?

The blonde-haired interrogator could only look at her with a mysterious expression on his face.

“… … .”

“… Julius? What is it? Say something.”

“… … .”

“Uh, Julius? Come on, don’t you like it? Did I even get bored?”

A foolish devil who started to roll his feet, wondering if he was afraid of my husband’s unanswered appearance all the time.

Even so, the interrogator’s mouth didn’t open at all, and Cecil, who had tears in his eyes as if he was about to lose his mind because he was so impatient, tries to open his mouth to say something.

Shhh!

“Aww! What are you doing, you crazy sword shard! I, Julius III, I prepared with great care!”

At that moment, the pure white blade of the Holy Sword Nerondir, who forcibly pierced through the dream world created by the Great Devil’s magic to save my master, shattered the head of a giant doll named Julius III and appeared.

Only after witnessing this shocking sight with a squinting eye, Cecil let out a scream he had never heard before, and cast his magic into a teleportation towards the holy sword flying in the air.

‘Hey, this crazy piece of sword. Are you disturbing the surprise party that celebrates the eternal love between me and Julius?’

Whoa!

‘I see now. Maybe you were a bitch too? Yeah, you were a bitch? I was distracted. A woman like me underestimated Julius’ charm too much. Yeah, he’s such a perfect man. Even if the sword is Jieon Jeong. Being against Julius is a natural fact.’

woo woo woo woo?!

In the middle of a bizarre yet magnificent dream world where a beautiful sunset illuminates countless gypsum statues.

A portrait of a blond-haired man, Julius Tafnel, with a holy sword and a demon that fights life and death against the backdrop of a colorfully colored sky.

Looking at this ridiculous and bizarre sight, the mouth of the man who had not said anything from before with a strange expression on his face began to open at last.

“…I could just say it in words. What are you doing like this?”

Julius frowned as if he was quite dissatisfied, just like when he was once a boy when he received Cecil’s confession.

However, unlike his slightly frowned eyes, the corners of his mouth were raised endlessly.

Covering my mouth, where a dignified smile began to leak out, the strongest heretic interrogator was far away, only looking at the beautiful dance moves of the holy sword and his wife.

‘I’m afraid I’ll melt it in a furnace! Julius is mine, I can’t give it to anyone. Yeah, even if it’s Layra, I can’t give it to you!’

Woo woo woo woo woo woo!

‘Profit! Come on off! I’ve never even invited you into my dreams!’

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Julius, who is always embarrassed by Cecil’s mouth-watering love offensive.

However, the fact that he lost my heart to her madness like that is known to anyone who lives in the capital of Liriam, Darkana.

It was a secret, not a secret.