My Wife Is the Devil

A sunny day, perfect for going out to play.

Emily, the First Priest of the Order, was walking along a maze-like alley with two Inquisitors.

“Where the hell do you live? You’ve been spinning around in the same place for hours already!”

“You can ask us… .”

Emily stared at the useless duo who were scratching the back of their necks as if embarrassed, then tore the map in her hand.

A pitiful map that was torn up and scattered on the floor.

The map created by Rian, a pre-priest, who had been sleeping through the night, changed his name after only five or six hand movements.

Emily put a cigarette in her mouth, gurgled and spit it out, then rolled up her sleeve and began to assume a strange pose.

It looks like he is putting his hand on his head and trying to force something.

The useless Injo Lee had no way of knowing what the First Priest was doing.

After doing this for a while, Emily opened her eyes.

He put the divine power in both hands and smashed the wall next door.

The scenery changed in an instant, and the appearance of the house next door disappeared like a mirage, revealing a new, narrow alley.

The Inquisitors clapped their hands and asked her.

“Have you received any revelation from the Lord? How the hell did you figure it out?”

“Did you just get annoyed and hit something?”

Hearing a strange sound, she looked down at the two sheep pathetic, and she made her way down the narrow path,

Grabbing the boiling inside, Lee In-jo followed her.

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“Ah, I finally found it.”

Emily lifted her finger and ran a swipe under her nose, then kicked the front door of a small two-story building in the dark.

“Excuse me!”

Hearing the roar, a handsome man comes down the stairs to the second floor.

“Who are you and are you acting like this!”

“Your mother-in-law!”

Emily uttered a word that didn’t make a fuss, and gave a kick to the man’s stomach as it was.

This artificial man subdued the man who collapsed by grabbing his stomach, and she recklessly stepped down the stairs to the second floor from which the man had just descended.

At the end of the dark hallway, lit only by faint candles.

The door is slightly open.

‘found.’

After hours of fighting, Emily finally found the target, cleaned up her outfit, and with a noble gait, she gently opened the door and entered.

It was a dark room with no sunlight at all because the windows were all covered with wooden planks.

A candle flickered precariously, and the sickly-looking woman half reclining on the bed opened her mouth.

“Who… who are you? Who are you, so suddenly…”

Seeing the ridiculousness of that stupidity rather than abomination, Emily smiled and laid it on the bedside.

He grabbed a chair and sat down.

“My name is Emily, First Priest, a faithful member of the Telmere Church.”

“Ah, hello.”

A woman with her head bowed awkwardly.

She looks a little thin because of her illness, but she looks so beautiful that it makes many men’s hearts tremble.

Emily took out the water bottle she had brought and continued speaking.

“No other than that, my husband requested our denomination. He begged to be healed of his wife.”

“husband… .”

“So that’s why I came. It is my specialty to make holy water.”

When you shake the water bottle slightly, a majestic energy spreads softly from the inside of the bottle.

She opens the lid and gently squeezes it into her hand.

“If you take this, you will get well. I can spend time with my husband in a bright place instead of in a dark place like this.”

Hearing that, the woman’s eyes fluttered.

Emily with a benevolent smile just looked at her.

“Hey, how much money there?”

“To do the will of the Lord, money is a trivial matter.”

The woman looked at Emily and the bottle of water alternately, closed her eyes, and poured the holy water into her mouth.

“How are you feeling?”

“It’s a little warm inside… Ugh.”

“Do you remember who you are now?”

– That, what does that mean! Ugh.

The woman’s body burns in an instant, and black smoke begins to escape.

A bizarre voice that can’t tell if it’s male or female begins to fill the room,

The devil vomits blood, screams, twists and falls off the bed.

Emily gently avoids it and just stares at it.

The devil starts crawling while suppressing the dark energy that is desperately coming out of his body.

-Wow, honey. i’m so sick…

An awkward voice to hear.

Emily knocks her tongue out once and walks past the demon and goes down to the first floor.

The man who committed the crime of heresy had already died after his body had been burned.

The sound of crying in search of her husband echoes throughout the house.

The Inquisitors frowned and walked out of the house, wondering if they couldn’t hear it anymore.

The devil’s hand, which had just crawled down the stairs to the first floor, grabbed the man’s burnt hand.

Emily created large sparks from her hands, setting the entire house on fire, then stepped out of the house and looked at the blazing house for a moment.

Occasionally, among the demons, there are idiots who lose themselves in the memories of the humans they swallowed.

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Mistaking that I am a human being, they either crawled under the sun and burned to death, or they were cared for by the heretics who loved their body, and they always end up with such an eerie ending.

I can’t do this any more.

If you look at this kind of scene, your faith will disappear, far from being developed.

To be honest, I wanted to close my eyes.

If it was Brookin, a hero he admired, would he have saved them?

“…can we just go and ask?”

On that day, Emily applied for a job change to the church and left for Kente Village without looking back.

Later, when asked about this to Brukin, he replied:

‘If you truly loved him, the devil would have endured even with evil, don’t worry too much. If he drank holy water and died, he was a devil, or he wasn’t.’

After kicking off Brookin, who drinks the holy water she made for a hangover, she thought:

It doesn’t matter if it’s a demon or a human. They say, ‘If you receive holy water as a toast, you are human, and if you receive it with poison, you are a devil.’

***

Emily felt the pain as if her hand was about to break.

Julius, a man with awesome blonde hair looking at me with his ax eyes open, is grabbing her hand as if it’s about to break.

Cecil’s hazy eyes, sitting next to me, look at him lovingly.

It also doesn’t feel good. Even if your arm is broken, you should check it out.

That’s dangerous. Instinct whispers to her, and the divine power flowing from my hand can’t heat the glass, so it starts emitting flames.

“…Cecil is not feeling well and can’t drink much.”

Anyone can see it’s a lie

How could a woman who looks so full of energy be so weak that she couldn’t even get a few drinks.

Doubt soon turns into certainty.

I don’t know what kind of harmony they created, but that’s definitely the devil.

The terrible memories of the past flash through Emily’s mind.

Julius is like my son. It must be stopped before it runs off the road that ends in ruin.

Emily tries to make her drink holy water, and Julius stops it.

Cecil, watching this, tilts his head and quickly snatches the glass from Emily’s hand.

Both eyes widen at the same time.

“?”

“Three, Cecil!”

Julius hurriedly threw his hand to stop it, but Cecil drank the alcohol that had turned into holy water before that.

““… … .””

They both froze at the sight.

After a while, Cecil’s face heats up.

Just as Julius’s face was distorted, she opened her mouth.

“Ah, ha ha!”

“…?”

“Ahahaha! this! tasty!”

Cecil, with a bare face, grabbed Julius’ hair and started pulling it.

Julius was dragged wherever she went without lifting a finger,

The villagers see this and start laughing again.

“haha! It didn’t look like that, but the alcohol is badly weak?”

“If it’s that cute, it’s not enough to live up to it, haha!”

The serious atmosphere from before disappears as if nothing had ever happened, and the inn is enveloped in a lively atmosphere again.

Emily stares intently at Cecil, but she doesn’t seem to mind.

No, it was nothing.

Now that she is on Julius’s back, she begins to turn her hands around, and a pure white energy begins to flow from her hands.

I can’t.

Before Emily’s chaos can be controlled, sparks shoot out of her hand.

The villagers were startled, and the flames increased the number more and more, and then boom! It turned into beautiful birds with a sound.

White birds blazing like flames chirped and sang, and sat gently on the shoulders of the villagers.

A warm and majestic energy surrounds them, and even more excited voices praise Cecil.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen something like this! You have a pretty face, but you have a strong faith!”

“envy! Julius!”

“hey! Is Thalia standing here dead?”

White birds gradually flock to the dead Thalia.

It looked like a scarecrow lying in a wheat field, and everyone burst into laughter.

Then a terrifying voice came from outside the door.

“Sniff, sniff, I can smell the strong man. Is this Julius? I finally found it!”

The door slammed open and Lennel, an old maiden swordsman dressed in a shameful outfit, appeared.

The villagers burst into tears and burst into laughter and then started to cry.

It was heartbreaking to see the desolation of the fallen genius swordsman.

Lennel is bewildered when she sees the villagers who have suddenly started crying loudly, and before she can even say anything, a pleasant laugh is heard.

“Ah, ha ha ha ha!, tweet! Fly away!”

The incarnations of flames, who sat on Talia’s body and leisurely trimmed their feathers, rushed to Lennel.

“Uh… huh? Oh wait a minute..b.”

The birds that surround her are chirping and singing. Her body begins to float, and white birds flew in the sky carrying her who was struggling.

It is a very beautiful sight to see.

The scenery is like a bride in a pure white dress flying in the sky. Surely she will loosen up a bit today.

With the sound of applause, the night deepens and the village is peaceful.

Except for the fact that Emily and Julius’ worries also deepened, there would be no paradise.

***

After the grand welcome ceremony was over, Julius walked slowly, feeling the warmth of Cecil on his back.

I walk along the path where the fallen leaves are fluttering, and now I feel comfortable just looking at it.

Cecil, which had been making a fuss, has been quiet since before. Did you fall asleep because you were tired?

Julius carefully carried her around and remembered what had happened before.

She’s obviously a demon, but how can she be sober even after drinking holy water and use the flames in her body so freely?

During his lifetime, Cecil was unable to properly use the power he had.

But a demon, she wielded a flame like a servant of a faithful god.

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My brain is a mess I have no idea what it is now.

He opened his mouth involuntarily.

“…what the hell kind of harmony is this… .”

“…that’s the word, that’s the power of love.”

A voice whispering in my ear.

Goosebumps running down my back.

As soon as I turned around, a dull blue light caught my eye.

Cecil made eye contact for a moment, then smiled and came down from his back.

There is no sign of drunkenness anywhere. She looked up at the sky for a moment and took in a small breath before continuing.

“It doesn’t matter if you’re a demon or a human, if you’re a toast, you’re human, if you’re poisoned, you’re a devil.”

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Quietly she whispers

“If there is love, if you change your thoughts, the world is surprisingly less painful.”

“… … .”

“So take it, Julius.”

Caressing his face, Cecil slowly raises his claws.

Julius’s face slowly descended and the two lips met.

The tongue that was clinging to it fell off, and she ran away first as if embarrassed.

Julius touched his lips for a moment,

Leaning on a tree with fallen leaves next to the path, you chew on the taste in your mouth.

There was a fishy, sweet taste of red blood on her lips.

***

Inside the rattling wagon, a blond-haired kid twists his body ferociously.

“Have fun!, Mister, Mister! Do something fun!”

“The holy flame the Lord has given you is not to be used for your fleeting entertainment.”

“Usually swearing at things like gods! I’m doing this to give you Anno!”

Shocking words coming out of a child’s mouth! Damn it, who taught you such a bad thing?

“That’s what my uncle says every day!”

“Ha, Lord, look down on my sins today and forgive them.”

The child grabs Cryl’s neck, shaking his head, and begins to shake it.

I can’t handle it because my father’s playful personality and Cecil’s liveliness are mixed.

Leyra, who had now started playing with her nose, dropped off and Kryle sighed.

“Only this one time. Not twice.”

“Yes!”

Leyra shook her head, clinging to the window and rolling her eyes in anticipation.

A gigantic demon that attacks from afar with countless red eyes.

This is bad for education.

Cryle, who muttered a little, flicked her fingers lightly.

– just

The demon that had sprinted to the ground with its huge body freezes in mid-air.

An unrealistic sight illuminated by beautiful starlight.

The child’s eyes lit up even more, and Kryle clapped a little.

-match

Flames slowly rose from the demon’s body, and as if untied by a thread, its huge body glowed white and lit up the sky.

“Wow, that’s pretty.”

Leyra opened her mouth to see the beautiful sight, and Kryle chewed a cigarette.

Beautiful sights, wonderful night sky.

The coachman driving the carriage looked at the slightly damp undercoat for a moment and then exhorted the horses.

Had I known that I would be involved in this, I would not have come.

Except for the coachman who spit out a small swear word towards the union president who left the job to me without any explanation.

It was quite the perfect night.