My Wife Is the Devil

Late in the evening, after a bit of intense ‘sympathy’ between Julius and Cecil.

Cecil, who was sitting in the middle of the rooftop of a small two-story house opposite the front door of the Central Church, exuding an eul-like atmosphere, was sitting with her slender body curled up to the fullest.

“What should I do, if I stay like this, I will really die again. I can’t stop beating.”

A single mumble so small that no one could hear it.

Judging from those words, it seems that this love-crazed devil was sitting on the roof alone like this because his heart was pounding too much.

“Why is it so hot? I’m even sweating.”

Cecil waving my hand and fanning it towards my face.

Looking closely at Cecil’s face through the darkness, his earlobes were dyed bright red like a blazing flame.

“It would be great if time stopped forever like this.”

She let out such an absurd sound and then twitched once at the slender forearm that wrapped around her crouched legs.

Sharak-

A long time ago, I heard a rustling sound as the cheap brown skirt I bought after much deliberation at the market in Darkana and the luxurious pure white blouse collided.

Cecil slowly raised his arm, then touched his lips, which were dyed bright red, once. Red blood dripped from his white fingers.

It was proof of the fact that I had fervently lusted for Julius’ blood before.

“… … It was sweet.”

A single word escaped from between her shiny lips.

Smelling the faint, fishy scent of blood, Cecil recalled the enchanting time before.

“How could Julius be so attractive? In fact, maybe my husband can do mind-reading?”

Julius grabbed his slender shoulders and asked if he would like to drink his own blood.

Cecil, who felt the nature of a wild man who was secretly hiding in his noble appearance and appearance, almost burst out in his heart.

“I like Julius who is always kind and gentle, but I also like Julius who is rough like that.”

Cecil blushes, rolling her legs like a girl, and spitting out words.

For such a long time, she continued to struggle with her body.

Until he heard the faint cries of a crow at his feet.

– Whoops.

“…yes? What’s going on?”

Cecil tilted his head, looking at the little crow creeping up from his shadow.

All of a sudden, his tone of voice had also changed to that of old-fashioned Nirhill.

– Whoa, whoa!

“Yeah, that’s right.”

– Whoops.

“Lyra cried again. That child is also really suffering because he met the wrong mother.”

– Whoa, whoa! Whoa!

“I get it. okay. I will stop blaming myself now. Anyway, thanks for letting me know. black man. Tell Piyak to keep watching Leira.

Cecil nodded his head in response to the raven’s shape, who had the shape of a crow that came out of his shadow.

Consider the content of the words. Apparently, the words that came out of the crow’s mouth were new news about Leira.

– Whoa!

“… … Yes, good bye.”

With a short greeting, the blackbird disappears into the shadows.

Cecil began to open her mouth as a mother, not as a girl in love as she had shown before.

“… … Actually, I want to meet you right now. Layra.”

As he spoke with the blood of the child’s father, Julius, on his lips, it seemed a very frightening sight, but Cecil did not care about his own behavior and continued talking.

“Wang scepter, once I get the scepter back, I can be perfect again. So Layla. Please wait a little longer.”

Thinking of Leira, who must have been receiving a lot of attention from the villagers in the village of Kente, Cecil obsessively put the word scepter into her mouth.

“Yeah, as long as you have a royal scepter.”

Once upon a time, in the distant past, the cursed holy thing that reduced herself as a saint into a demon, the king’s scepter.

Cecil seemed to want a royal scepter, although it must have been something he would never want to recall again.

“…Yeah, if you have a scepter, you won’t be hated by Leira, and you can even destroy Julius. You must find it!”

Talking about Layra, strange words that came out of Cecil’s mouth, who had a slightly mature appearance.

As expected, Julius also seemed to have a big share in the reason why the devil in love is desperately looking for an unidentified relic called ‘The Scepter’.

“eww! As we talked about Julius, my body started to heat up again. My heart is beating again, maybe good!”

Recalling the blond-haired man who fills his brain even with only one name in his mouth, Cecil began to roll around on the roof, throwing away all his dignity.

“Julius! I like you! Live with me for the rest of your life!”

Cecil roared loudly enough to resonate throughout Dharkana.

Seriously, it looked like he didn’t know what shame was.

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Meanwhile, Reira, who was in Kente Village at the same time, was walking down the street with a messy face.

A small road with smooth stones all over it and colored maple leaves showing off the sky from the side of the road.

It was a path leading to Mila’s mansion.

Looking at Leira’s face as she walked in the middle of it, her cute face, which had always had a faint smile, was stained with tears.

The bright red eyes are puffy and puffy.

“…Mom, I miss you.”

Leila, who rarely murmurs with an idiot in her mouth.

To such a girl, Kryle, the representative of Raynell, the angel of punishment, spoke with a mischievous smile.

“Little boy, don’t you like the present? Shall I take it back then?”

“… … .”

Upon hearing that, Leira did not stop, but lowered her head slightly and looked at the clothes she was wearing.

She saw a white dress that was perfect-fitting her tiny body like a lie.

A woman I met when I came to Kente Village. It was a gift from Rosa, the owner of a clothing store. It was also something that Cecil, his mother, who had long wanted to see, ordered it specially.

Leyra, who had been looking at the precious One Piece from afar, slowly raised her head toward Kryle.

It was small, but he spoke again and again. As always, without making a short tongue sound.

“… … If we take it, we’re done forever, Mister.”

“No, it was just a joke.”

“Really, it’s over.”

“… … .”

Leila, who never missed a day, threatening Kryle for making mischievous pranks on her, kept her mouth shut at the end of those words and just made fun of her small feet.

“Hey, let’s go! What are you going to do if you fall?”

“… … .”

Kryle’s voice came from behind her, but Leyra was immersed in her own world and couldn’t hear it. No, I heard it, but I ignored it.

“… … mom mom.”

Layra inadvertently puts the word “mother” in her mouth again.

After receiving the white dress as a gift, Layra continued to call her mother in this way. I tried to be patient, but when I couldn’t stand it, the child thought that he was broken.

Reila, who says that patience is her main specialty. No matter how much he misses his father Julius, no matter how much he wants to hear stories about his mother. I was always holding it tight and holding it in that small chest.

But after coming to Kente Village. When she found out that her mother, who she thought would have died, is really alive, and received a portrait and a gift from Cecil, Layra cried twice a day.

And after that, impatience grew in the child’s heart.

‘I want to see my mother. I want to see you right now!’ That is the mind.

“I want to see you too.”

Of course, it was Layla who wanted to see her father as well.

“Layra, I’ve always wondered.”

Cryle, who was slowly moving from behind Layra, tilted her head at the words coming out of the child’s mouth and spoke.

“What is it, uncle? I’m busy right now. I don’t have time to play with you.”

“… … Were you talking like that?”

“Of course. I am no longer a child I mean, a lady.”

“Layra, the lady is an adult. And grown-ups don’t get excited because they miss Mom and Dad.”

“… … .”

At Kryle’s one-of-a-kind words, Leira turned into a honey-eaten dumbass.

“… … eww.”

Rolling that clever head back and forth, I couldn’t think of a word to give Kryle a shot.

Leyra eventually surrendered to Kryle.

“okay. Dude, I lost. I’ll play with you, especially until I get to my dad’s house.”

“What does this peanut-sized girl say?

“So what are you curious about?”

“… … .”

Cryle, who stared blankly at Leira, who was strangely grown-up and unlucky, touched my chin, which had a shaggy beard, once.

He continued to speak while lightly feeding honey chestnut on Leira’s crown.

“Child, don’t you hate your dad?”

“Don’t insult Daddy. And I’m going to tell Dad later that he hit me.”

“Hey, do whatever you want. I wonder what sin I have committed in my previous life, so that I am serving as a slave to the Julius family.”

“… … .”

“Why aren’t you talking? If it’s hard to pronounce, just say it. Even a short tongue sound is pretty cute.”

“Don’t be silly. oh!”

Being caught by Cryle’s trick, Leyra only cried after making a short tongue-in-cheek sound again.

Cryle looked at Leira like that and chuckled.

“So, don’t turn around and tell me straight away, kid. Why do you like Julius?”

“Why is it good? That’s…”

“Is it?”

“That’s cool.”

“Is that the end?”

“Of course it is not over. Dad is much more handsome than you, has more money than you, is taller than you, fights better than you, fights better than you…”

“Stop, stop, stop!”

“Hey, now you know? How great my dad is.”

Leyra, who succeeded in trying to devour the krill, put her hand on my waist and then shrugged.

Its appearance is exactly the same as when Cecil ‘killed’ the women who were clinging to Julius.

Cryle looked at Leira like that and was terrified.

“Little one, if you get married later, big things will happen.”

“… … why?”

“The more I look at you, the more you look like your mother. terribly.”

“Uh, Mom? Are you like your mother? really?”

At the word ‘Mom’ that came out of Kryle’s mouth, Leira, wide-eyed, grabbed Kryle’s sleeve and started swinging her arms around.

Cryle stopped walking at the child’s riot.

“Don’t shake it, kid. Now I’m old too. It’s time to receive sustenance.”

“Hey, don’t do that. Tell me, do you really look like me and your mother?”

Layra, who wanted to know more about her mother, desperately asked Cryle a question.

Seeing Leira starting to write even evil, the gray-haired Inquisitor nodded with a trembling expression on his face.

“Did you sleep alike and just look the same? If you make your mom’s Cecil smaller, you’re just a kid.”

“Ji, really? Are you that similar?”

“I can’t believe they are sisters. So Julius doesn’t like you… … .”

“what?”

“not. Nothing.”

“Wow, that’s suspicious.”

It felt as if she had heard a secret that was not a secret, but Layra was willing to move on.

It wasn’t because of his gratitude and respect for Kryle, who always took care of him.

It was the words that came out of Kryle’s mouth that relieved Leira’s gloomy mood at once.

‘Did you sleep alike and just look the same?’

“Hehe, it’s the same.”

Of course, having seen Cecil’s portrait, Layra knew that she looked just like her mother.

But it didn’t feel real.

Well, a child named Leira Tafnel had no memory of her mother, Cecil.

So, what Kryle said made Leyra feel better.

Cryle Raynell was close friends with his father, Julius Tafnel, to the point of being called almost one in spirit.

It felt much more real than when I saw the portrait.

The fact is that she looks just like her mother.

“Hehehe, good! Beep! come with me Let’s run a race with me!”

– Beep!

Leyra, feeling better at Kryle’s words, felt a little bit of impatience within her, and called out to beep.

Because I wanted to run. I don’t know why.

“Now then, whoever gets to Dad’s house first is Gyeongju, okay?”

– Beep!

“Ah, the beep can’t fly. Wings are a foul.”

– Beep?

“Child, I have a question for you.”

“… … huh? What else!”

“… … .”

Leyra, who was about to run with Pyak in a cool way, stopped walking and turned her head at Kryle’s words, which felt a bit heavy.

Resembling Cecil as a child, what is reflected in the clear eyes that contain the pure autumn sky.

A gray-haired Inquisitor with an unusually serious expression on his face.

“Why is that, Mister, where did you eat wrong?”

“If, if. If a demon who looks just like your mother comes to you, what will you do?”

“… … uh?”

At Kryle’s words that penetrated into Leira, a famous prodigy, the child suddenly thought of a certain possibility.

A terrifying, terrifying possibility that one dares not even speak of.

But even for a moment, Leila shook her head and began to open her mouth.

“A demon that looks just like your mother?”

I decided to ignore the possibility that had passed through my mind.

Sure enough, the villagers all said in unison.

Cecil Lionelta had a passionate love affair with Julius on ‘daytime’ when the sun rose.

So Kryle’s words would be home.

As someone who walks the path of a priest, it must be like the usual test.

Having gathered her thoughts in that way, Reira ended the conversation with a surprisingly bright smile.

“Of course, you should call your father or uncle and defeat him. What is it, that’s bad.”

“… … I see.”

“Blood, it’s not funny. uh? Where did the beep go! Did you disappear again?”

Reyra, who realized that the buzzer had disappeared in the moment while responding to Kryle’s words, shook her head and started running along the path.

Fortunately, though, Leyra turned her head to look for Pyak, but she didn’t turn her head to the back of Kryle.

If I had seen Kryle’s face now, I would have known the child who could be called a genius.

She must have realized why her mother, who she thought was only dead, was still alive.

Kick–

Following the footsteps of a child running vigorously, countless fallen leaves fall.

For some reason, the fallen leaves looked truly ominous.

It’s like telling a child what the future will be like.