My Wife Is the Devil

After a minor incident in the process of feeding Cecil blood.

Julius was sitting on the bed with his long hair loose.

There were only Julius and the Holy Sword in the room, and Cecil was nowhere to be seen.

– Crazy, crazy. That girl must be really crazy!

At the loud woman’s voice flowing through her ear, Julius slowly turned his head to look at the holy sword.

“… … .”

The sight reflected in his eyes was quite bizarre.

A sword that floats and talks in the middle of an ordinary family that would normally be called a family house.

Julius opened his mouth to the holy sword, Nerondir, with a light smile at the scene he couldn’t get used to at any time.

“You’re a bitch, you’re too harsh. Cecil is a virtuous lady.”

-Lady? Have you finished talking now, master?

Nerondir, furious at Julius’s slightly playful words, began to act louder and louder than before.

flash-

It was a bonus that it even started to emit brilliance.

The appearance of the holy sword that is not too noisy for both ears and eyes.

However, despite Nerondir’s actions, Julius calmly continued his speech while neatly tying up his sparse blond hair.

“It may sound like a lie, but Cecil is definitely a virtuous woman.”

-Don’t say that you will be punished by the Romans you gave me! No one can see that…!

“You’re only fooling around in front of me.”

-… … .

At the single word that came out of Julius’s mouth, the Holy Sword couldn’t say any more.

“It’s quiet now.”

Along with the loud voice, the brilliance emanating from the pure white sword also disappeared. Julius looked at him and nodded his head as if satisfied.

Slowly–

In the middle of the bedroom, where the stillness began to drift after a while, Julius silently began to braid his hair neatly.

Unlike when I had short hair, after I got long hair. It was also the time when Julius worked the most of the day.

-… … her.

Her beautiful golden hair, like a woman’s, mixed with Julius’s hand and flowed down. The Holy Sword, who looked at it, involuntarily let out an admiration.

“Why, is it strange that a man wears his hair this long?”

– It suits you very well. Even though he has long hair, he is really manly.

“I take compliments sweetly.”

For some reason, Julius nodded at the words of the Holy Sword, which had become less frivolous.

Contrary to words, of course, Nerondir’s praise did not make him feel better.

Such compliments are because they have already received numerous compliments during the five years without Cecil. Mainly for noble girls.

-By the way, Julius. Why are you growing your hair? Aren’t men usually uncomfortable with long hair?

said the holy sword. The way he tilted his sword once was strangely human.

Julius widened his eyes at the words of Nerondir, as if his permission had been stabbed.

“… … It’s the first time I’ve heard such a question.”

-yes? First time hearing this sound? Why the hell?

“No one has asked that question since I grew my hair in the last five years.”

– No, I usually don’t say all of these things once…

“Most of the guys just bowed their heads when they saw me. Women were busy courting me. Now that I think about it, it’s really disgusting.”

-… … no luck

As if I was really feeling bad, the holy sword trembled at my sword body once. Julius nodded his head at Nerondir’s words and continued.

“exactly. I may be a bit unlucky.”

– Not a lot, not a lot.

Having said that, the holy sword went round and round in an elegant circle in the air.

It was a violent reaction to Julius’s unluckyness.

“Well, anyway. Let’s answer the question. Uncomfortable. Of course, but it is.”

-But why do you have long hair?

Looking at Julius, who meekly admitted that the long hair was uncomfortable, the Holy Sword asked again.

“… … .”

After being silent for a moment at Nerondir’s words, Julius tied his hair tightly with a black cloth. He slowly began to open his mouth.

“Until Cecil dies. I always wore short hair. If I wanted my hair to be a little longer, I asked Kryle to cut it short.”

– If you look closely, that friend named Kryle must have been very tired. Whatever you do, krill, krill, krill. You think your friend is a wish-granting fairy.

“… … Anyway, back then I preferred short hair. I couldn’t even imagine growing my hair.”

-I can’t imagine you have short hair.

“I thought you had to have short hair to look like a man. For that reason, I also refused Cecil’s request, who was dating me at the time.”

-Request? what request?

At the question of the Holy Sword, Julius thought about Cecil for a moment as a child.

Not knowing where it came from, a girl holding a fairy tale book with a picture of a nobleman.

The noble man depicted in the children’s book had long hair.

“… … .”

Julius, who remembered Cecil for a moment, was speechless.

Unlike now, I think of the brunette girl who was wearing a clear sky blue dress.

The feeling of guilt that had been forgotten, the guilt of having killed the woman he loved, ran through his heart.

With the memory of that time when Cecil’s breath stopped.

-…Rius, Julius!

“… … Oh yeah. I get it.”

The voice of the Holy Sword awakens Julius, who had been sitting there for a while, engulfed in bad memories.

At that loud noise, Julius blinked his eyes for a moment and then raised his head. Then he looked at the holy sword and said.

“Your loud noise helps sometimes.”

– Noise, noise? Have you ever thought of what I’m talking about?

“Anyway, the reason I grew my hair was simple. It was a kind of atonement.”

-expiation?

A single word echoed from the sword body of the Holy Sword.

expiation.

Julius opened his mouth with a bitter smile at Nerondir’s words.

“Yes, this is atonement. Even if it’s useless at all. It is important to me.”

-Somehow, I feel like I know the end of this story again.

The Holy Sword murmured as if it had received an ominous feeling.

Julius spat out words carelessly towards such a Nerondir. Naturally, the ending was the same as always.

“After Cecil died. I felt the cold emptiness flowing through my veins, and I just burned the heresies in front of me.”

– You really like arson.

“Then one day. I looked in the mirror involuntarily and smiled.”

-Why, because you in the mirror are so handsome?

“No, because he was such a lousy bastard.”

After Julius said that. While looking at the holy sword, he tapped my chin and continued speaking.

“I never shaved my beard, and my hair was sparse. I was laughing like a bandit.”

– In those days, women must have been less kinky.

“No, in those days, women confessed their love more severely.”

-Eh?

“It looks like a wounded beast. There were a lot of women who rushed forward to care for the wounds. Among them, I know about Cecil, and there was a young girl who had dyed my hair brown.”

– I’m afraid at this point. I think I can understand why that crazy bastard Cecil is so anxious. That’s the magic of magic.

At the legendary anecdote that came out of Julius’s mouth, the holy sword trembled as if it had trembled.

He even ‘sympathized’ with Cecil, whom he hated so much.

– Even though there are so many women running towards you, you don’t even blink an eye. you are a really great guy

“Actually, at that time, my heart was shaken.”

– What, what?

At the shocking words that came out of his mouth, the Holy Sword raised its hilt and shouted loudly.

“Take it away.”

Julius put his hand away from Nerondir, who had his sword hilt toward his face to the point of being burdensome, and then started to open his mouth again.

“At that time, I was possessed by an irresistible impulse.”

-Seo, I hope jae… … .

“The urge to burn down all the filthy things that confess their love to me.”

– Well then. !

The holy sword, who had been deceived for a moment, spit at Julius’s way of speaking that caused misunderstandings.

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Maybe it was because he didn’t have a mouth, so instead of his saliva, small sparks flew out of his white blade.

“… … .”

Julius, who looked at him without saying a word, shook his head and sighed.

It was a lamentable sigh at the fact that he wanted to seal his fluttering mouth, but there was no way.

-So, what was that guilt after all… … .

“When Young-ae, who had dyed her hair brown, came to visit, I couldn’t stand it and burned all of her hair.”

-Person. No, listen to the sword!

Despite the Holy Sword’s question, Julius continued to speak only what he had to say.

All of a sudden, it seemed that he was obsessed with the story of hair.

“Anyway, after some commotion. As I looked in the mirror, I suddenly remembered a certain memory.

– I know even if you don’t say it. It will be ‘washroom’ again.

“… … Cecil always whispered to me, even during our marriage. I thought it would look better if I grew my hair.”

– Again, again! Three rooms, three rooms!

“… … .”

After uttering the words, Julius gently stroked the neatly drooping hair on his left chest.

Unlike the days when she had short, frizzy hair, it was as smooth as silk.

It looked like a nobleman from a fairy tale book that was in Cecil’s hand back in the day.

“… … .”

Julius got up from his seat, feeling the smooth touch of his hand.

Then, after closing his mouth for a moment and carefully organizing his words, he smiled awkwardly at the holy sword and uttered the last words.

“That request was not granted. I didn’t know I would regret it so much. It was because of my petty stubbornness that the request, which was not a big deal, was not granted. I am so sorry.”

-… … her.

“So, from then on, I started following the nobleman Cecil wanted. I changed my tone of voice, my appearance, everything. I want to make atonement for her in some way.”

-… … .

After saying those words, Julius silently left the bedroom with the holy sword behind him.

Somehow, the atmosphere became heavy, and it was uncomfortable to sit on the bed any longer.

“… … I’m going to go see the washroom.”

The bigger reason was that he wanted to see the face of his beloved wife right now.

“If you breathe outside for too long, it will be bad for you.”

Even at this moment, when Cecil was resurrected as a demon and began to fall in love again, he harbored a slight uneasiness in his heart.

It was such a frivolous anxiety that all of this might be a dream.

“You want to be on the roof?”

Walking down an empty hallway and speaking to himself like this would also be evidence of his anxiety.

“… … Hmm.”

Even if this and that. Julius was, after all, a man crazy about love who had to have Cecil by his side.

***

“Cecil, the night breeze is cold. Come on in… … .”

Julius, who suddenly moved to the roof of the two-story house in front of the central church to relieve the anxiety that filled his mind, was speechless when he saw Cecil welcoming him as soon as he arrived.

“aah! Julius, Julius!”

The white blouse and brown skirt, which had always been neat, were poorly wrinkled, and her shiny, shiny hair was messed up.

And above all.

“Ahhh!”

The white and pretty face of Cecil was covered with tears.

“What’s going on! Cecil!”

Surprised by the sight, Julius hurriedly ran towards Cecil, throwing off even the dignity he should never lose as an angel’s representative.

It must have been a little while ago that Cecil had a rapturous smile soaked in Julius’ blood.

But in the meantime, what the hell happened to make you cry out loud like this?

Julius, who felt his heart sink in an unknown situation, embraced Cecil as he was running, then looked around to see if there were any injuries.

After seeing Cecil’s smooth, clean skin without a single wound, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Uh, Julius…”

Cecil slipped into Julius’ chest and opened his mouth, rubbing his tear-stained face. By elongating the tail of the horse.

“Cecil, what the hell is going on?”

Although, the pure white shirt Julius was wearing got wet from Cecil’s tears.

Julius didn’t seem to care at all, he just spoke to Cecil in a calm voice.

a little-

For a moment like that, Cecil’s squeaks filled the roof. Then, from her small mouth, a voice mixed with weeping began to be heard.

“That, that. black. Layra, I just need to kill you. That’s right. Black.”

“… … .”

I couldn’t hear it because it was so hot.

However, Julius, who had hardened his expression at the name ‘Leira’ that came out of Cecil’s mouth, gently stroked her slender shoulder.

whatever it was It was because he thought that calming the room was the first priority.

“Yeah, Julius. me, maybe? Oh my gosh.”

“The washroom.”

“Wow, you must also find the royal scepter. With a scepter, a scepter, you can deceive Leira…”

“Cecil!”

“… … .”

However, Cecil didn’t calm down despite Julius’s touch like that, and even spewed out magic and began to tremble.

In the end, Julius had no choice but to shout at his wife, which was rare.

“Cecil, are you calming down?”

“… … yes.”

Fortunately, the powerful voice of Julius managed to bring Cecil to his senses.

Julius brushed her messy hair behind her ear and spoke in a friendly voice.

“Cecil, don’t cry. What the hell is going on?”

“That, that.”

“… … Well?”

“So, that’s how it happened.”

Cecil, who stopped crying, told him the shocking conversation he had heard from his workhorse.

Julius nodded with a very serious expression on his face.

“Yeah, that’s what Layra said.”

“Uh, maybe it’s good? Oh my gosh. What if Layra notices? I haven’t even found the royal scepter…”

“If it’s a scepter, isn’t that the terrifying abomination that turned you into a demon?”

“… … .”

The sight of Cecil rolling her dark blue eyes while looking for something that is ominous is so dangerous indeed.

Julius held her hand tightly and then. spoke slowly.

“I’m talking anyway. If there’s something you’re keeping secret from me…”

“… … The scepter, find the scepter.”

“Whatever it was. Stop it.”

“… … Yes?”

Cecil looked up at Julius with a bewildered voice.

Looking at her like that, a man called the angel’s representative and the strongest man on earth.

Julius Tafnel simply spoke calmly.

“I know you don’t want to be hated by Leira.”

“… … .”

“For me, Layra, and a happy future together with you. It is also the idea that we will not choose any means and methods. vaguely realized A little while ago.”

“… … With the scepter, everything is perfect.”

As if making excuses, Cecil glanced at Julius and mumbled.

To her like that, Julius gave a slightly stern expression on her face.

“Don’t ever think about touching such an ominous thing again.”

“But, if it goes on like this, I will be hated by Leira…”

“Okay. Even if you are hated.”

“… … ?”

Cecil raised his head while widening his eyes at Julius’s words.

Julius, who thought she was really cute like that, kissed Cecil’s shiny red lips lightly.

With a confident expression on her face, she tapped my chest a couple of times.

“My name is Julius Tafnel. It’s a bit embarrassing to speak with my own mouth, but there is no heretic inquisitor better than me in this Liriam.”

“… … Yeah, Julius is really the best guy. But I…”

“And you are the best woman in Liriam who stole my heart.”

“Yu, Julius.”

Unbelievably heavy words that flowed from the mouth of a trustworthy man.

Cecil’s eyes twinkled and his cheeks flushed.

Julius looked at her like that, and wrapped the power of an angel, [Golden], in his right hand.

“So even if you are hated by Leira. If it were you, you would definitely be able to melt that child’s heart.”

“Still, those with angelic powers hate demons…”

“Look at me. I am also an angel’s representative. Doesn’t your heart beat like this?”

“Is that so?”

“And unlike the first. Now I am by your side Of course, to Layra, we are both guilty. But if you ask for forgiveness and show the child that you are loved. Someday, Leira will also accept it. that his mother is the devil.”

“… … yes.”

A single word came out of Cecil’s mouth.

At that small, clear sound, Julius gave a playful smile and swung his right arm vigorously.

“… … uh?”

A stupid sound escaped from Cecil’s mouth when he saw that scene.

The golden brilliance, which started flying in a semicircle following Julius’s hand, began to go straight toward the sky covered with dark clouds with a vicious force.

“Look well. It’s a surprise gift for you.”

Cecil with her mouth wide open as she gazed at the brilliance that Julius had thrown.

Julius, standing next to her like that, pointed to the sky and uttered confident words.

The moment when the golden brilliance that flew in a semicircle came into contact with the thick dark clouds.

just–

He lightly flicked his finger once.

pop!

Eventually, in line with Julius’s beckoning, the power of an angel begins to explode with a dazzling light.

The dark dark clouds that filled the sky of Darkana began to blow away at once.

“pretty.”

A word came out of Cecil’s mouth as he looked up at the sky with his eyes wide open.

Julius, feeling a little excited by those words, waved his hands around like the conductor of an orchestra.

In line with his beckoning, the golden brilliance that began to embroider the sky instead of the dark clouds began to intertwine and turn into a single picture.

A miracle of an unbelievable scale of drawing a picture using the huge expanse as a drawing paper was revealed to the world by Julius’ hand.

After a while, a brilliant picture was engraved in Julius and Cecil’s eyes.

“… … Really, great.”

“I hope one day I will have a painting like that in my house.”

Cecil nodded while looking at the sky as if possessed with his eyes wide open.

Julius, who turned his gaze to follow her, looked at his work embroidered in the sky and smiled with satisfaction.

Against the backdrop of the sky of Darkana. A huge picture created by the brilliance of gold.

A fantastic sight to see Julius, Cecil, and Leira walking hand in hand together.

Julius, who had reached the realm of art beyond sophistication and showed off his ability to manipulate power to his heart’s content, stood next to him and wrapped his arms around Cecil’s shoulders, who was just looking at the sky from afar, and closed his eyes.

The anxiety that ran through my heart and filled my brain had long since disappeared.

And what began to fill the void was warm emotions that were unknown.

It was so warm and cozy that it made me forget the chill of autumn when winter is fast approaching.

It’s like holding the washroom.

***

and at the same time. Above the sky of Darkana, a desperate escape was taking place, risking the life of a single life.

– What the hell is this?

Dark clouds filled the sky by the magic of Arnhill.

Tana Hill, who was resting on an island made of dark clouds in the middle of the sky, was flapping her wings while throwing away the dignity of the 24 Great Evils.

One of the 24 Great Evils. He, with the name of the western evil dragon, was running away from the countless golden brilliance that was pouring towards him.

The heat from Tafnel’s power that filled the sky began to melt the giant dragon’s scales.

Feeling a burning pain in her body, incomparable to when she was attacked by Lionelta’s power, Tanahill struggled to open her mouth.

– Julius, Julius Tafnel! How dare you attack! He sounds like a coward!

Julius just did a small event to calm my wife’s mood without thinking about it.

From the standpoint of Tana Hill, who was caught up in an event on a different scale, it was just that she was bombarded while sleeping.

– My, I will surely repay you for this disgrace… Kek.

Over Tanahill’s head, who was screaming in anger, blinded by wrath, a [golden] shard from a portrait of a giant family struck him.

Tanahill, who could not avoid the shards of power, went crazy and began to fall to the ground as her head melted.

… … .

Julius Tafnell. The strongest Liream, no, the world’s strongest heretical inquisitor.

In front of his different level of strength. The high-ranking demon seemed to be nothing more than a moth in front of the flame.

Of course, without even knowing himself, Julius, who had once taken the life of a high demon, merely smiled and kissed my wife.