My Wife Is the Devil

Kick—-

The streets of Darkana are strangely unpopular.

The long silver haired woman, Emily Ridina, broke out in a cold sweat and desperately supported the tall man next to me, without ever tasting the warmth of the sun, which shone brightly on the quiet street and scattering the blessings of God. I was running around with one.

“Cryle. Hold on a little, hold on a little. As long as I go as far as the Langtaran Fountain, I will be able to heal somehow with my power.”

“… … .”

With an awkward smile, I try to talk to a man who can’t control his body as if he’s almost dragged by my side, but

The inquisitor, who was addicted to dark red magic, and had a pale complexion, remained silent.

Kick—-

“How the hell did this happen? Cecil, Cecil really did apostasy. Why would that good boy do such a terrible thing?”

“Good… do it. Are you still talking like that? Priest Emily.”

“Cryle? are you awake? Do you know where this is?”

The silver-haired priestess, who had now started running, holding the inquisitor around her shoulders, turned her head to the side, rejoicing at the cynic voice of the man next to her.

“You are very strong. How can you run around a man with one hand like this? It looks like you are getting married.”

“Are such jokes coming out of your mouth now? If you go on like this, you might really die.”

Cryle, who smirked at the unimaginable supernatural power displayed by the Immortal Priest, simply shook her head at Emily’s words that she might die.

“Priest, I am already done. Why do people you know keep doing this?”

“What are you talking about, why are you dying, you young blue kid? If you’re going to say something bad, keep your mouth shut.”

Despite Cryle’s words that she already has no hope, Emily just bit her lip and hastened her steps.

The interrogator, who had been staring at her like that for a while, secretly looked at her chest, where she felt the pleasant coolness from before, while erasing the cynical smile that always adorned my lips.

‘… It was so refreshing that I ate it. Even the heart, after all.’

The spectacle reflected in his gray eyes, the same color as his gray hair, was his chest, which had been pierced with a hole in his heart, and the reluctant demonic energy that flowed from it.

“Obviously, I thought we could win easily. I must have underestimated the strength of our proud saint.”

“… … Yes, because we are the children who do if we do.”

Even though her eyes had already turned red, it was a pitiful sight to see the priestess forcing her to open her mouth and show her generosity.

Cryle, who felt the slowly approaching death while entrusting herself to her, gently closed my eyes and pondered the previous mistake as an angel’s agent.

‘The power of Cecil Lionelta was greater than I had imagined.’

A little early in the evening.

After eating with Emily, Cryle was fully prepared and, as always, followed in the footsteps of Cecil, who had disappeared, and headed towards the bas*ment of the Central Church.

Well, even with all preparations, the power of an angel in the heart.

It was all about putting the power of the [Guillotine] all over his body.

The place where Kryle arrived after playing with her feet for a long time,

A gloomy evil, and a woman’s ugliness of madness.

It is closed with a seal engraved with the pattern of a black goat.

It was [Aggression Storage].

‘Isn’t this just a place to store the cursed weapons used by the heretics or the dead bodies of the dead horses? What the hell are you doing in a place like this?’

In fact, the abomination vault was just a trick to hide the one and only forbidden holy relic and the king’s scepter, but it was a scene that was difficult to understand for Kryle, who had no way of knowing the existence of a high-ranking demon and a scepter who could control it.

‘What happened? After all, Cecil Lionelta’s apostasy is almost certain now, no. It’s confirmed.’

Then there is only one thing I can do.

Just beating the head of a fallen saint as an agent of punishment.

Cryle, who was convinced by the dark turbidity emanating from the door that replaced the seal, and the presence of the saint, even faintly felt,

After taking a deep breath, without delay, with a white flame wrapped around my legs, I pounded the iron door and entered the inside of Geum Station.

‘Oh, Mr. Kryle? What’s going on here…’

‘Shut up that dirty mouth.’

Just—!

power of punishment.

[scaffold]

Looking at Kryle, who stepped into the ghastly and ferocious Geum-yeok, the fallen saint opened her mouth,

It was frozen by the power close to ‘absolute’ that spewed out from the man’s fingers that had bounced off light and robbed the God of grace in time.

‘… Even though I was just in case until the end, I guess it was true that I had apostatized. Cecil Lionelta.’

Cryle couldn’t help but smile bitterly as she looked at the figure of the saint, who had her eyes wide open to say something, perhaps even surprised, and stopped as she was.

The sight reflected in his eyes is a hell of blood and flesh that provokes instinctive discomfort.

A woman with brown hair, kneeling neatly in the middle of the scene, and accepting dark magic into her heart.

It contained the apostasy of the saint, Cecil Lionelta.

‘Why did you, who once received applause from everyone, make this choice? I don’t know. However, whatever the reason, it is a self-evident fact that he chose evil rather than god as a saint.’

Having said that, Kryle slowly raised his hand, then uttered his last words, sharpening his blue power so that it would tear the slender woman’s neck at once.

‘So there’s no need for excuses. There is only one end for the apostate. It’s just a vain and futile death.’

you die here today

Eventually, from his right hand, a blue energy with sharpness like a well-forged sword begins to radiate a heavenly brilliance in five colors,

At the same time as the inquisitor’s hand was swung lightly, Raynell’s power [Guillotine] flew away silently and cut off the saint’s head at once.

Whoops—–!

No, it should have been cut, but it failed.

‘…… Cool.’

The proud angel’s power, which boasted a blue light like the sky, collapsed in the air just before it reached the saint’s neck, like a haze in midsummer.

In the middle of a frozen world where only Kryle could move, the gray-haired Inquisitor, whose heart had exploded, struggled with the unimaginable pain in his chest, and then collapsed.

And in time frozen by the power of the [Guillotine]. The voice of a woman who could not be heard, and should not be heard, just started to resound in a low voice.

‘I can’t. Mr. Cryl. How dare you try to cut someone’s head in such a frivolous way. What if one of the top Inquisitors doesn’t follow basic etiquette?’

‘Cecil… Lionelta.’

‘… Please don’t call me by name. There is only one man who can call my name that way, the Vicar of Faith, Julius Tafnel.’

In an incomprehensible situation, Cryle desperately raised her head and began to open her mouth at the sight of the saint uttering incomprehensible words.

‘Julius? It’s the first I’ve heard of that name. Are you going to be the lover that the saint has secretly hidden?’

‘… a lover, it can’t be.’

‘Then what the hell…!’

‘What about Julius? it’s my everything Literally, my everything.’

The only man who can love me, who can embrace me, and who can covet my body.

At the sight of Cecil smiling brightly while constantly talking about the non-existent man with his dark red eyes flashing in the still time, Kryle frowned and vomited.

‘… … I’m crazy, I’m totally crazy. Did you even do it sincerity?’

‘Yes, I went crazy. You can’t be sane. In this world of lies, I have woken up alone and alone, there is no way I can be sane.’

grow taller.

The unpleasant laughter of a woman who called herself a madman filled the world, and as if she had been pushed away by the force, Kryle’s power, which had stopped the time of the abomination storage, lost its power in an instant.

‘I had no intention of touching you, my husband’s close friend. But it is very difficult to die before I meet Erman, my dear father. So I put in some insurance. This was quite unexpected.’

‘… Friends? I’m sorry, but I’ve never made friends in my life, so if I’m going to put a lie in my mouth, I’ll say it properly.’

Now, Cryle, who had even taken off her ponytail, looked sarcastic, but Cecil just looked at him and nodded his head as if he knew what he was doing.

‘That’s right, without Julius, Mr. Kryle would be a much more crooked person. I thought that the girl named Thalia had a much worse personality than what I heard, but it was all because I didn’t have my lovely husband.’

Another angle– another angle–

Cecil, who smiled contentedly as if he had solved an unsolved riddle, glanced at the man who was rolling on the floor and vomiting blood, then slowly got up from his seat and began to walk lightly toward the royal scepter surrounded by dark red magic.

‘To be an angel’s representative is not always a good thing. Life is much tougher than normal people, so it might be a curse to not die right away even if your heart bursts like that.’

Even though his heart was shattered, Cecil shook his head as if he felt sorry for the man who had a tough life that surpassed human imagination and was still holding his breath. He continued to mumble to himself.

‘Oh, come to think of it, I just thought of a situation that would be ecstatic.’

‘Big, gagging. Cool.’

‘I’m going crazy, but what if Julius sees me now. He may hug me tightly in his wide arms and whisper his love, but maybe he will fulfill his duty as an angel’s representative.’

Yes, if I am destined to die anyway, I want to die at the hands of the man I love.

I want to engrave a death that will never be forgotten in his eyes.

After saying those words, the lady with brown hair, who shut her mouth for a moment, took the royal scepter that pulsated in front of her as if it were alive and breathing, without any hesitation, and then turned back and forth while fluttering in her pure white dress. All.

As if there was no corruption, she smiled brightly and purely.

‘Huhu, such a shameful wish. I don’t say it in front of other people, but I did tell Kryle in particular. You’re his best friend, so at least you’ll have to treat him with some respect.’

Ji Yi-ing—-

‘So, let’s meet again in the next world. I wish you well then. I believe that you will work hard to rekindle the love between me and Julius.’

A saint who has completely lost her mind, and the reddish-red blood that gathers in her hand and the scepter that exudes ominous magical energy.

Realizing that his few lives would end here, Kryle only bowed his head, blaming himself for not being able to stop the evil that was born.

‘Three o’clock!’

The power of the Romans given.

[flow]

platter—-

‘Oh my gosh, I’m drenched.’

Thanks to Emily, who suddenly broke into the station, I was able to get a brief respite.

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“Lyle, Kryle! Aren’t you supposed to be dead? Hey, give me an answer!”

Cryle, who had her eyes closed at the loud voice of the priestess, who summoned the gray-haired interrogator from a fleeting thought, threw a sarcastic joke at her with her usual cynical smile.

“Actually, he is already dead. Isn’t it strange that you’re still talking even though your heart has exploded? Then what am I now? Should I call it a living corpse?”

“What nonsense are you talking about, if you have the strength to do that, jump on your feet! I’m getting old now, so I’m getting weaker.”

“Then I will not give up and run on my own feet.”

Cryle, who was wrapped around Emily’s shoulder and had a rather comical appearance, perhaps regained her energy in the interim, slapped her body and showed off a splendid landing full of pretentiousness.

“Ouch! Hey, you bastard, if it’s going to fall, it’s falling fine, why are you pushing people and making a fuss!”

“Thank you, Priest Emily. If it wasn’t for the priest, I would have died in a very unsightly manner in the bas*ment of the Central Church.”

“Yeah, you were a little too unsightly, but still… But for now, healing your body comes first. To heal a broken heart, you have to stay as far away from Cecil as possible, you know.”

A heart ruptured by a curse placed secretly by the fallen saint, Cecil Lionelta.

However, the regenerative ability of the Heretic Inquisitor, which transcends common sense, was so absurd that even a ruptured heart could be regenerated over time.

The curse that Cecil had placed, in order to prevent Kryle from regenerating like that, even at this moment, he was exhaling magical energy to destroy his body.

“Yes, I know. But if I run away from here now, those who remain in Dharkhana will die at her hands.”

“… Cecil isn’t that kind of kid, obviously, she’s doing that because she has unavoidable circumstances…!”

“When I failed to hit her on the head, and I was rolling around the floor unsightly, she said to me.”

“…what did you say?”

“This world is a false world. He is the wife of a man named Julius.”

“Cecil, that nonsense again.”

“By the way. It is said that the imaginary husband, Julius, has one close friend.”

“… … .”

“He said it was me. Isn’t that funny? I don’t know who he is, but that guy named Julius is obviously insane.”

“Julius, Julius is just a figure in Cecil’s delusion. You don’t believe the kid’s nonsense either, do you?”

“Certainly, Cecil Lionelta was driven mad by madness. The words that came out of her mouth were also vague words that were hard to believe.”

“Okay, so once you step back from here. After healing your heart!”

“But somehow, I thought it was plausible.”

“…… What?”

“I have felt it from time to time. This is the feeling of ‘something is strange’. Priest Emily, didn’t you feel that sometimes?”

“…… okay.”

“We must have met for the first time on the day of our baptism, but somehow we became friends too quickly. Thalia, who is famous for her shyness, was also gentle with Priest Emily.”

“…that’s, is it gentle? Is that the thing that blows your fist in the middle?”

“… anyway. To dismiss it as simply a madman’s nonsense, there are still many uncertainties. Originally, it would have been right to hit my head with a question-and-answer dance, but now I feel like I’m going to give it a short probation.”

“Cryle! What are you talking about, now you can’t beat Cecil. Even when you were in perfect condition, you were being treated like that, how the hell are you going to defeat that child?”

“You are asking a stupid question. Priest Emily, isn’t it natural to win?”

With those words, Kryle slowly, but full of grace, began to turn back the way he had come, towards the Central Church, as if he had finished his answer.

“… Cryle you idiot, tell me what you’re talking about and go!”

Emily utters incomprehensible words and yells loudly at the inquisitor who is pretending to be cool with a big hole in her chest.

Cryle, who eventually stopped walking in her high-pitched room, looked back and uttered only a low-pitched word.

“The man speaks. Because in front of the woman he loves, he is invincible.”

aang——!

As soon as he finished speaking, the brilliance of momentum that seemed to split the sky in two began to rain from the sky.

Watching the gray-haired angel descending toward the earth wrapped in bluish energy, he gently placed his hand on the spot where his heart used to be, and then began to just keep moving towards the central church.

Feeling the beat of unachievable love for an angel, even though my heart is shattered.