My Wife Is the Devil

The pale pink flesh squirmed and climbed up the wall, and a strange painting hung in the place where the window should have illuminated the scene outside.

This ominous and filthy place, literally a demonic landscape, was called the royal palace of Darkana just a short time ago.

In the midst of such a nightmare-like landscape, Arnhill, one of the 24 Great Demons and also the younger brother of the Great Evil Cecil, opened his mouth, waving his legs as if he were bored.

“I’m tired.”

ha-am

Arnhill yawns with tears in her eyes, noticing what she is so tired of.

“It’s not really fun.”

bang!

Arnhill spoke again as if he was really bored, then swung his arm and struck the armrest of the throne once.

He turned his head back and forth with a sullen face, and looked around the throne.

“… … What is so clean?”

Until yesterday, the audience room, where red blood and sticky brain water flowed in perfect harmony, regained its original neat appearance as if it had ever been.

The servants who were rolling on the floor and screaming were gone.

“It was nice to hear. More than a classic of the old-fashioned nobles.”

Arnhill grunted as he rubbed his mouth.

It seems that human screams were really good to hear in the ears of this hideous and beautiful demon.

“Ah! What the hell is Erman thinking? All we have to do is wipe away all disgusting human beings and live according to our desires.”

… … .

“… … ttt.”

I called out the saint’s name for some reason and tried to burst into anger, but there was no reply. Arnhill eventually got up from her seat, raised her head toward the ceiling, and shouted loudly.

“hey! Erman, tell me something! You are listening!”

you know–

He shouted so loudly that the shouts of Arnhill, which spread around the throne, resounded throughout the palace.

She had been listening to her own voice ringing in her ears for a long time, but she could not bear the answer that did not come back, and began to walk in search of the saint.

Again – again –

“What do you mean by doing such a big job? Won’t you touch innocent people? Is that what a corrupted bastard would say?”

As if once the complaints broke out, he could not even speak up, Arnhill opened his mouth constantly and wentssips about the saint who was not here right now.

“Don’t you sweep away the eyeball tower that I painstakingly made? Wouldn’t they take the servants who worked hard to sew their eyelids away?”

Arnhill, who had been teasing his tongue and recounting the disgrace suffered by the saint one by one, paused for a moment at the sight passing through his mind and recalled what happened last night.

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‘There, there. Erman! Look at this. Aren’t the eyeballs so pretty? Since it’s a tower I made with great care, it’s a special gift…’

‘What the hell did you do to the servants while I was away?’

‘yes? We just played together.’

‘Ha, you’re a devil who really does a lot of useless things.’

‘What’s wrong with playing with just a few insignificant creatures?…’

‘I’ll take the servants. If you get treatment now, you will never live blind.’

‘No, I’ve hand-deducted every stitch!’

‘And let me take those eyeballs too.’

‘hey!’

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“… even thinking about it again, I’m mad, no.”

Arnhill, who pondered the conversation with Erman last night, seemed even more angry than before, frowned and spoke softly.

He doesn’t seem to understand what he’s done wrong.

No, in fact, it’s only natural that we can’t understand the devil’s way of thinking.

Even just Cecil right now, he doesn’t feel any value to other humans except Julius, Leira, and Erman.

“If you only killed a few people, would that make you so upset?”

Even after gaining the princess’ body and memories, Arnhill didn’t seem to notice what made Erman feel uncomfortable.

“… Eight! I don’t know, I didn’t do anything wrong. The bad thing is this world!”

Arnhill spit out a nonsensical sound.

However, when she said such a foolish thing, it seemed as if her anger had already dissipated, and her vigor had waned.

Unlike before, he showed a slightly relaxed look and began to move slowly.

“Hmm, by the way. Where the hell did Erman disappear to? All spiral magic is good, but the problem is that the same applies to me.”

Arnhill pats her chin and spit out words hesitantly.

Unlike when she had a body made of pure void, she had a slim and smooth chin that stood out because she had taken the body of a princess.

“But this, it takes too much time to find Erman in the palace.”

Arnhill grumbles that it will take time to find Erman.

Rubbing her pink lips, she glanced around the flesh-stained hallway for a moment.

He clapped his hands and shouted loudly.

“If you keep opening the door, it will come out one day!”

After all, I’m a genius!

What the hell did you do to the royal palace to spit out such an incomprehensible sound?

The answer lies behind the old-fashioned door beyond the hallway.

Again – again – again – again

“Are you here?”

Tak–!

As soon as the words were finished, Arnhill ran toward the door at a sharp speed, squealing and slamming the old-fashioned door open.

“what’s this!”

she had to see

The throne on which he had been sitting before.

“Why is it on the ceiling?”

The location has changed a bit, though.

“Mister, the magic is wrong.”

Arn Heel opens her mouth with a really frivolous tone that doesn’t match the old-fashioned princess’ face.

Apart from that, the sight she was looking at was very strange.

The appearance of the room turned upside down as if a painting was hung upside down on the wall.

The spiral magic seemed to be the kind of magic that reversed, twisted, and twisted the space.

“Hmm, let’s try again.”

tak-

Arnhill closed the door slowly with a calm expression on his face, but this time he carefully opened the door while raising his body’s magic.

It was Arnhill himself who twisted the palace space in such a complicated way in the first place.

If you focus, you will surely be able to find Erman somewhere in the palace where he is treating his servants.

“This time for real!”

Arnhill, convinced of the mysterious sense of the body that raised the Magi, confidently opened the door, thinking that this time he would definitely be able to head to the place where Erman was.

“Sah, because I can’t gain weight. You only need one bite.”

“… … .”

An unexpected reunion with a magnolia that was perfectly reborn as Liliana Aran, with beautiful golden hair.

“… … What is this?”

Probably because he pulled up the Magi too much when he opened the door.

There seemed to be something wrong with the spiral magic that twisted the space.

“Who are you? W, this is not a place where anyone can come in.”

“…Gongreong, what else are you eating?”

Arnhill, who lightly countered Rana Hill’s nonsense, poked her head over the door and looked around the space connected by spiral magic.

Judging by the abundance of silver-colored cooking utensils, this place seemed to be the kitchen of Yeongjuseong.

To say that with just a little bit of energy, magic splashes into Aran, far away from the capital.

Arnhill was absurd even though it was his own mistake.

Of course, there was nothing more ridiculous than that.

It was the appearance of a large mountain constrictor, rolling his eyes as if he had sneaked into the kitchen and trying to swallow a freshly grilled steak.

“Hey, a serpent? do you know me Who are you?”

“…are you really a high-ranking demon? No matter how much you turn into a human, you can’t tell who is who?”

Arnhill, who felt dizzy and dizzy at the appearance of the snake acting as if she had no idea who she was, touched her white hair once and opened her mouth, mimicking the tone of a noble princess.

“Heh, Aran’s mistresses, every woman, doesn’t seem to know the royal family. It is truly deplorable.”

“Wow, royalty? how do you do this This, from me first.”

“You’re talking like me.”

bang!

It’s really heartbreaking to see the Taesan Serpent who doesn’t know about Arnhill, who is disguised as a princess, and tries to make a big bow.

Arnhill shook his head and quickly closed the door.

“… … .”

Obviously, when I first saw the Great Mountain Serpent in the distant past, I was running around with my eyes shining at its majestic figure.

Because I thought I had a strong ally that could fight against the heavens.

But look at that bastard.

‘Isn’t it seriously necessary to expel the Great Mountain Serpent from the 24 Great Evils?’ It was Arn Hill that made me think of that.

“You are my name as of today!”

No, I went beyond my thoughts and spit it out of my mouth.

“It was too strong. Let’s get a feel for it. Obviously, when I was dealing with Nirhill unnie, it was okay.”

Arnhill narrowed her forehead and recalled the feeling of the day when she embarrassed Cecil in front of Julius.

“aah!”

The strange chirping sound was a bonus.

“This time for real!”

profit–

Although it must have been eroded by the princess’s personality, Arnhill opens her mouth with a frivolous tone that cannot be hidden.

Unlike the loud cheering sound.

This time, I was even more careful than before, and gently opened the door.

Arnhill eventually succeeded in handling spiral magic perfectly just like the last time.

“Julius! I can’t stand it. Just, let’s just do something today!”

“Cecil, calm down. This place is near the enemy camp. It is best to refrain from doing such things.”

-Why are you taking off your clothes when I’m next to you, you crazy devil!

“… … ah.”

Because I focused too much on Nir Hill.

Forgetting the original purpose of finding Erman would be a minor mistake.

– Hey, hey! There, there! A demon has appeared!

“what! It has been a good atmosphere for a long time…”

The holy sword, who discovered Arnhill late, shouted at Cecil and shouted at the whale whale. Cecil, who was about to tear off Julius’ uniform, turned his head at the words of the Holy Sword and looked at Arnhill.

“… … sister.”

Even if the meeting itself was a mistake, Arnhill spoke softly with a wretched expression on his face toward the great devil, Nir Hill, who must be defeated.

“uh… … .”

Cecil looked at Arn Hill like that.

“Come on, Julius! I can’t be satisfied with blood alone. Let’s share a little more, a little deeper time.”

– Whoa!

Gently ignoring Arnhill, a formidable enemy to be defeated, he was merely acting on top of Julius again.

“… … .”

-Hey, there’s the Great Evil! Julius! catch me quickly…

profit-

tak-

Leaving behind the loud shouts of the holy sword, Arnhill gently closed the door and opened her mouth.

“Let’s pretend we haven’t seen it.”

nirhill.

The eldest of all noble and arrogant demons.

He didn’t say it, but Arnhill also thought so of Nirhill.

That’s why I thought I wanted to defeat him, and that’s why I wanted to follow him.

“Isn’t a country called Liriam bad?”

But now it seemed like he just wanted to knock him down.

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Then, after a long time passed, Arnhill, who was traumatized by Cecil’s ugliness, finally found the place where Erman was.

“… … Erman.”

The place where Arnhill arrived after hard work was the examination room where the doctor in the royal palace lived.

Unlike other buildings surrounded by bright red flesh, the white walls and windows maintain their original appearance.

Erman, who was taking care of the servants who were suffering from their eye plucked alive in the middle of it, lifted his head slightly at Arnhill’s words.

“What, I’m busy right now.”

“Oh, so that’s it.”

“… … .”

“What did you find it for?”

Arnhill, who had seen a lot of things that were bad for his mental health due to the wrong use of spiral magic, looked up at Erman’s handsome face, which was not much different from the youthful figure engraved in the princess’s memory, despite his old age. tilted at

“If you’re going to be joking, get out of here. Your face right now is to the point of vomit.”

“Hey, you’re talking too much! So, yes! Give me back my eyeballs! I mean, I was trying to fool around with it.”

“… … go away.”

“Yeah, yes. I was going to ask about plans, plans. Was it? Anyway, some great plan to take down Julius!”

“Even if there is, I won’t tell you.”

profit–

bang!

After a long time, I finally found Erman in the palace.

Arnhill, who had forgotten the reason for trying to find Erman, ended up being beaten in the door.

“After all, you are my life… No, I don’t think it helps anything in life. Just chock- die.”

Arnhill, who had completely swept away the precious evening time, spit out a curse, remembering the brown-haired woman who was acting on Julius’s throne.

Apparently, the unintentional mental attack of Inquisitor Cecil Lionelta delivered a fatal blow to the Great Evil Arnhill.

Of course, I was just trying to make a second with Julius.