My Wife Is the Devil

146 – Side Story – Emily vs. Cecil (3)

──In fact, Emily did not do much at the only church in Kente Village.

At best, all I could do was give lessons to the village children in the morning or beat up my boss, Brukin, when he drank alcohol and said he didn’t know me.

Sometimes, on days when Thalia’s mood was at its lowest, she would listen to the confessional, which seemed somewhat absurd, but whatever the case, it would still be true that her schedule was quite generous compared to that of the monastic clergy.

“Ha. So?”

However, the laid-back, leisurely daily life of Emily, a country priest, has recently begun to become a bit hectic.

“What kind of trivial things have you come to say this time?”

“It’s so poetic. I don’t even think about it.”

“What a mess.”

Inside the confessional room, where there has been no space to sit recently.

Emily sighed softly as she looked at the brown-haired woman acting strangely in front of her.

“You act so stupid in front of Julius. Why do you pretend not to exist whenever I see you?”

The reason why the peaceful daily life of Emily, a country priest who had been a bit off-kilter in the past, has recently been shaken is because of the brown-haired woman in front of her.

Of course, to be exact, he would be a ‘devil’ with brown hair.

“Women in love are inherently stupid. Don’t you know that, Priest Emily?”

The woman, who was the only wife of Julius Tapnell, the strongest heretic inquisitor in Liir Am and also a high-ranking demon ‘Nir Hill’, covered her mouth and laughed.

The ring finger of her left hand covering her tiny mouth caught Emily’s attention to the point where it was annoying.

It was nothing else, but the bluish ‘ring’ on the ring finger of her left hand.

“Are you deliberately teasing me right now?”

The identity of the ring was the Julius couple’s ‘wedding ring’ carved out of a mysterious ice cap.

I was once a priest, and I find it extremely scandalous to show love and show a ring in front of a priest who has taken a vow of chastity.

Emily went so far as to point at Cecil, who had deliberately raised her left hand to cover her mouth, something she was not allowed to do as a priest.

“If you’re going to brag, go brag to Thalia.”

This wasn’t her jealousy or anger, it was Emily’s own pure sincerity.

Recently, Emily’s limited work schedule began to become crazy and tight because of the actions of the devil right before her eyes.

“Why do you keep treating me so poorly?”

I was tired of her endless boasts (mainly about her husband, Julius, and her daughter, Leila) in the name of her confessional.

Recently, she even added one more thing to her boasting repertoire by saying something incomprehensible, such as saying that a crow brought her a wedding ring.

I can’t live like this.

If I were to continue to listen to the devil’s salting of the head, which obviously happened to me, for the rest of my life, it would have been better for me to bite my tongue here (of course, I couldn’t die because I was infinitely close to immortality) and go to the side of my God, Rom.

“I wasn’t particularly mean to Priest Emily.”

At Emily’s words, Cecile, who had finally stopped bragging, pouted and said,

It took just one moment for her to change from a virtuous woman to an unspoiled and pure woman.

“If you do something like that, Julius might hate you.”

The devil’s words always point to the truth.

This is an absolute law established by the Lord. There are no exceptions.

So, even though I really, really hate to admit it, ‘I wasn’t particularly mean’, surprisingly, it must have been Cecil’s sincerity.

Even something shameless can be called art at that point.

Is such a talent really a human talent, or a devil’s talent?

If I had time, I would like to seriously consider it as a priest.

“I’ve become quite mature now.”

“What’s the point?”

However, there were more than one or two things that Emily had suffered because of Cecil.

Emily opened her mouth first as she looked at Cecile, who had a sheepish expression on her face as if she had done nothing wrong.

“A woman who is afraid of being hated would do something like that to the women in the village?”

“What on earth do you say I did?”

Cecile’s eyes widened at Emily’s words.

Oh my god, to anyone who saw it, it almost looked like Emily was catching her real life.

“You don’t think I know? You’ve been giving ‘crow’ to every woman in the village lately.”

“…….”

Cecil, who had hit the nail on the head with Emily’s words, whistled softly and looked away.

If she were a normal human being, she would have made up some kind of excuse, saying that she was catching a house, but since she was a devil, it was impossible for her to make an excuse.

“How on earth can you come to the conclusion that you are monitoring all the women in the village as familiars as a ‘wind countermeasure’?”

Anyway, this crazy devil ‘calmly’ commits things that deviate from ‘common sense’ on a ‘huge’ scale.

While eating breakfast, Emily trembled slightly as she remembered the crow sticking out its beak outside the window.

Surprisingly, the woman in front of her, Cecil Lionelta, had attached her familiar to Julius’ family.

“…It was just for my peace of mind. I didn’t mean any harm.”

Cecil hesitated for a moment, then lifted her chin and came out brazenly.

“The familiars were put there for the ‘well-being’ of the village people. You know that, too, Priest Emily. I believe that Priest Emily knows better than anyone else that this isn’t a lie.”

Certainly, Cecil’s words that she had attached a familiar to the villagers for their ‘well-being’ must be true.

No matter how much he is a devil with a familiar that imitates even the heavens of the main god, he will not be able to overcome the ‘curse of truth’, which requires him to tell only the truth.

“…Strictly speaking, you are the one threatening the well-being of the villagers.”

But in short, aren’t these words very different?

What Cecile said was certainly true, but that didn’t mean she didn’t make her puns, too.

“If the village women even talk to Julius, those crows will chew off their heads and swallow them.”

The day that even one woman came out of the village flirting with her husband, Julius Tapnel, that day would be the last day of Kente Village, famous for its local specialty, barley beer.

Emily frowned slightly as she held her sore hair.

“There’s no way you would do such a terrible thing. It would be bad for our Leila’s education.”

However, contrary to Emily’s worries, the love-mad devil in front of her seemed to be able to think with more common sense than it seemed.

Emily had no choice but to tilt her head as Cecile looked at her as if asking what on earth she was talking about.

“Why on earth did you put these hideous crows here if you weren’t going to chew on their heads and swallow them?”

-Caw!

A crow (Emilie’s familiar), which was preening its feathers made of shadows in one corner of the confessional, quietly expressed its dissatisfaction.

Of course, I thought it was a vicious familiar that would rip off her head and erect an erection.

So, are you saying that they were truly familiars placed purely for surveillance?

“I am a very smart and classy devil. In other words, I don’t even need to fight to protect my lovely husband.”

Cecil twitched the corner of her mouth as if she had been waiting for Emily’s question and placed her hand on her chest.

The women in her village (except for Thalia) had no intention of taking her husband away from her, but it was really cruel to see myself punching the air so hard.

“No one is trying to take Julius away from you…Except Thalia.”

“Priest Emily. Don’t be foolish. A charming man like Julius always attracts the foxes.”

Despite Emily’s pointed comments, Cecile seemed to have no intention of correcting her own thoughts.

“A moment’s carelessness can be a fatal move that catches her off guard. Especially a lowly devil like me might have her husband stolen away by the fire foxes in the nick of time.”

Well, is it possible for one’s natural disposition to change with a single word?

It’s pointless to have any more conversations about fire like this with a devil who becomes ridiculously stupid whenever my husband gets involved.

“You… That’s not a disease.”

Emily, who was trying to emphasize once again the fact that the women of the Kente village (except for Thalia, of course) had no intention of breaking up the healthy family of Julius, was so tired both mentally and physically that she chose to just raise the white flag.

When I had a conversation with Cecil about a similar issue the other day, I suddenly remembered a nightmare in which I listened to an in-depth discussion on the dangers of the ‘Fire Fox’ for 17 hours.

If Julius had not suddenly kissed the nape of Cecile’s neck when she appeared in search of Cecile, who had not returned to her house, Emily would have suffered a mental breakdown from the powerful mental attack of her high-ranking demon. It was there.

“That’s enough.”

For your information, Cecile fainted that day with her face turning red due to a surprise kiss from Julius.

When I heard it from my own mouth later, I was so happy that I lost my mind and collapsed.

Oh my god.

God must be dead.

“So, why on earth have you been putting crows on the village women lately?”

In any case, when talking to the devil named Cecil, she always tended to let the story go to the side.

As the sun was already starting to set outside, Emily thought to herself, ‘Ah, the bell rang again today,’ and asked Cecil again.

If the purpose was not to monitor and summarily execute the fire fox that was flirting with Julius, then why did they attach a familiar to it?

Cecil’s answer to that was as follows.

“It has been said that a virtuous hostess prevents misfortune from happening in the home.”

“Well… That’s true.”

“I just cast a very simple spell on the familiars attached to the villagers.”

“Hmm? Magic?”

Something ominous.

When the word ‘magic’ came out of that absurd devil’s mouth, an accident of an unbelievable scale usually occurred.

“I just cast a little magic to help you wander. It’s a magic that will never allow you to approach Julius first. With this, you can defeat the fire foxes and not be hated by Julius. What do you think? Isn’t that an ingenious idea?”

“Thank you for the ROM you gave me.”

How can you turn your face light pink and calmly say crazy things like you’re a s*xy girl?

Emily thought that she now quite understood the devil, Cecil Lionel Taran, but it seems she was mistaken.

It seemed impossible for Emily to fully understand this crazy demon even after her lifetime.

“…You won.”

In the end, Emily had no choice but to raise the white flag against Cecil once again.

“Of course. Since I won everything, wouldn’t I be able to be by Julius’ side now?”

Cecil shrugged her shoulders as if Emily’s reaction was natural.

Cecil, a rare great thief who stole the heart of Julius, the strongest Heretic Questioner in Lyria.

Just as a lion does its best to catch a rabbit, she also always did her best to defeat her enemies (which were just her own thoughts).

“And, this is not an overreaction at all. When Julius was at the height of his popularity in the capital, the ladies sent me to the duel. The unscrupulous fire fox who boldly threatened to take Julius away in a duel right in front of me. “Priest Emily should have seen what they were like-“

“Oh, I don’t want to know. I don’t want to know.”

I didn’t want to hear anything about the extraordinary love story of the people of the capital surrounding Julius Tapnel.

Emily stood up from her seat while ignoring the girls’ ugly love fight, which was extremely bloody.

“Leave this for today. You can bother me tomorrow as well, right?”

“So. When did I harass Priest Emily?!”

Cecile also jumped out of her seat and stood up after hearing Emily’s words, which she couldn’t help but hear.

Julius will misunderstand. When on earth did he ever bother Emily?

All I did was brag about my husband, my children, and my ring a few hundred times in front of the priest who took the oath of chastity.

“You always talk about crazy love like this all day long. “That’s what’s bothering me.”

Emily sighed as she looked at Cecile, who had an expression on her face that made her think she was completely harmless.

“More than that, if you like Julius that much, you’ll stick around with him.”

Emily asked, pointing to Cecile, who was still showing with her whole body that she was innocent.

Yes, in any case, I vaguely understand why Cecil is making love all day long.

Because the love I have for my family is so overflowing that it almost overflows. It wasn’t something I just couldn’t understand.

“Why on earth have you always been like this with me lately?”

But she’s been bragging to Emily all day long, so she hasn’t been able to spend even a few hours with her beloved family these days. Emily couldn’t help but wonder about her.

“Um…About that.”

Cecile took a moment to refine her words at Emily’s sharp point.

Because I had to explain a somewhat complicated concept, I tried to roughly estimate how I should say it so that Emily would understand it quickly.

“It is impossible for me to turn back time arbitrarily.”

And soon her brilliant brain came up with an appropriate sentence.

She has repeatedly said that when Julius was not by her side, Cecile was a woman of unrivaled ingenuity.

“But if you just ‘stretch’ the time, you can do it quite well.”

In short, the whole story of the incident was like this.

I want to spend quality time with her family.

I want to brag about that dreamlike time to someone.

But for the devil named Cecil, one day was too short to accomplish all that.

Unfortunately.

“If I were to overdo it, I could increase it three or even four times, but I wouldn’t go that far. If I did, Julius and Laira would notice right away.”

So, the ‘time’ itself of the day was increased.

Approximately twice as much.

Any more than that and the risk of being discovered by Julius and Leila would increase exponentially, so no matter how crazy Cecil was in love, she had no choice but to restrain herself.

“Of course, if the day suddenly doubles, not only the kingdom but the entire continent will be thrown into chaos. Julius and Layla will find out right away.”

Even thinking about it again, the idea of doubling the day was so genius that I was amazed.

Intoxicated by her own genius idea of killing two birds with one stone, Cecile began to have unsolicited facts come out of her mouth.

“So, slowly, over a month, I gradually increased the time. And at the same time, I did extensive mental manipulation that distorted the perceived time on a continent-by-continent basis…”

“…….”

With your eyes closed. Emily just looked at Cecile in silence as she recited her genius idea.

Then he quietly stood up and calmly walked out of the confessional room.

Tadadadadak──!

The loud sound of running echoed throughout the church hallways.

As soon as she stepped across the threshold, Emily started running towards her entrance with all her might.

“I’m crazy. I’m really crazy!”

Words that were almost like a scream came out of Emily’s mouth.

What? Double your day?

Are you using extensive mental manipulation to erase the sense of discomfort? Somehow, something seemed strange.

This has now gone beyond what can be summed up in one word: madness.

I had to inform Julius of this crazy devil’s crazy crime as soon as possible!

… As a side note, Emily in her prime had the skills to be second to none in terms of speed in the capital.

What can I say, she has won first place every year in the running section of the grand festival held in the capital. My mouth just hurts.

And today, ten years have passed since then.

Emily realized that her running skills were still at a low point.

It’s just sad that she realized this while she was running away from a crazy demon.

“—Combining more than five types of mental stabilization magic to lessen the impact of mental manipulation… Priest Emily?”

Cecile tilted her head as she realized that Emily had run away only after hearing the sound of her running that made her feel urgent.

She devoted as much time as she could to answer Emily’s questions, but the person who actually asked the question ran away.

Cecile, who had suddenly become stupid while explaining her work related to Julius, blinked her eyes with a blank expression on her face.

“You, you’re going to tell Julius everything! You criminal devil!”

… Then, shocking words that woke her up came out of Emily’s mouth.

“What?!”

Cecil suddenly wakes up at Emily’s words and stomps away from her! I got up and got up.

She is a devil as strong as herself, no matter how much of her husband’s family she is, to reveal her confidential information under the guidance of her priest.

It was a painful mistake.

If this fact were to be discovered, and I don’t know how many times, she would have been demoted from Julius’s virtuous wife to a sloppy, annoying woman!

“Are you fooling me?! Priest Emily!”

Since she settled in Kente Village, her conscience has been gradually evaporating. Words of betrayal flow out of Cecile’s mouth.

“Julius! Julius!”

Anyway, Emily called Julius’ name and quickly left the church building.

In the distance, a man can be seen climbing the hill where the church is located, carrying a small child on his back.

He was a man who stood out especially with his stylish blonde hair.

Julius!

It turned out well.

There may be evidence. Today, I will punish that most evil devil in the name of the giver Rom!

“Listen! Oh my god, Cecil has had an accident again—”

Holding Julius, who was confused and not sure what was going on, Emily began to report every single detail of what had happened in rapid fire.

“aaah!”

In the background, there is a devil in the distance, belatedly rushing out of the church and letting out a sad cry.

No matter what happens.

No matter how high-ranking a devil she is and how long she flies, she seems unable to defeat her mother-in-law, who is her daughter-in-law’s eternal nemesis.

“…Is that so?”

So, the confrontation between the priest and the devil that took place one day at sunset.

A grand ending with the victory of Priest Emily…

“I knew.”

“…?”

Emily’s eyes widened at Julius’ unexpected answer.

“Isn’t this idea really cute?”

“???”

“The fact that she tries desperately to avoid being caught is also true. She is truly a lovely woman in everything she does.”

“…Sir.”

“…U, Julius!!”

… It did not work out and ended with the Heresy Questioner’s victory.

Cecil, who had melted at the Heretic Questioner’s sincere and kind words, fell into Julius’s arms, sobbing.

“…Now your taste in women is even more frightening than Cecil’s.”

He is a man whose taste is the devil, who doubles the hours of the day and, as if that were not enough, causes extensive mental manipulation across a continent in order to conceal the facts of his crimes.

Emily, who was looking at the sight of her with her eyes wide open, so dazzling that her hands and feet were shaking, suddenly felt the bridge of her nose turn cold.

She definitely didn’t do that when she was young.

How did he end up in such a relationship with a woman whose head was turned 180 degrees?

“Did I do something wrong with my home education? Great Rom.”

Of course, there was no way there would be an answer.

Julius Ugh!

The only answer that came back was the devil’s salt-and-pepper rebuke.