My Wife Is the Devil

25 – Aran, the City of Water (4)

In the middle of the cracked, dry land.

Heavenly brilliance rains down on the head of a devil who clumsily imitates the appearance of a woman.

The name of the angel flying in the sky with flowing brown hair is Lionelta.

‘The Emperor’s Nightmare’ tilted her head as she looked at the Angel of Death who had come down to catch her.

“It’s been a while since I last saw you, but they are attacking you so deliberately. Have the celestial beings left their rules of etiquette up in the sky?”

“… You are brazenly talking about how you have brought the world to this state by seducing people for your own benefit.”

The angel’s gaze went down to the vast land. The once glorious territories of the emperor turned into desolate lands where not a single blade of grass could grow, and life died one by one, unable to withstand the famine.

Lionelta screamed as she gritted her teeth and looked at the demon who began to imitate her and spread its black wings.

“Humans were finally breaking away from war and taking steps toward peace. “But you ruined everything!”

“… You are still as clueless as ever.”

Now the voice of the black devil, completely imitating the appearance of an angel, has subsided.

The face was barely a shape, but it looked as if it was in a bad mood.

The Angel of Death tried to swing the holy sword again, but before he knew it, his entire arm was torn off by the black monster that appeared above his head.

“Wow, how much life has been sucked out of me.”

“I just granted a wish.”

“… Bullsh*t.”

“There was a woman who lost her father to the king. “The child absolutely hated the man who walked the path of defeat, and he gave his all to make a deal with me.”

Instead of offering our very existence, we ask for peace in the world.

A devil who chatters with a sonorous voice as if he is singing a song. Suddenly, the angel, who was looking at the small mouth that formed from the black face that only showed the outline, spoke with difficulty.

“… I prayed for peace, but why did you do this?”

“Foolish people should not be manipulated by words. Even if you kill only the emperor, a second or third emperor will eventually appear.”

That’s why I showed them the true evil they should fear.

The devil starts giggling and laughing.

Lionel Tha lowered his head as he looked at the void that was not an imitation of a human being, but a void that had swallowed the princess of a nation and created herself.

“Even so, that doesn’t mean this is acceptable behavior. “There is no way something like this could happen to that extent.”

Blue eyes sparkle, and what is reflected in those jewel-like eyes is a woman in black who suddenly stops.

With a single wave of her hand, she removed the black wings sticking out from her back and opened her mouth in a different mood than before.

“… I didn’t lie. “It was for my own benefit, but it is also true that I worked hard for peace.”

A booming noise is heard from behind the angel.

I quickly turned my head and what I saw was Tapnel, a blonde angel fighting a snake the size of Mount Tai.

Lionel Tha, who frowned and watched the scene for a moment, continued her words without looking at the devil.

“… What do you mean, it’s something you do for yourself?”

“I got a glimpse into an interesting future.”

A lifelong companion who will fill my own emptiness.

“Well, what is that?”

“But that future was a very weak path, and it was a path that could not be reached by remaining still. That’s why I made a big deal out of it.”

A nightmare approaching the angel’s severed arm with light steps, as if dancing.

The pure white holy sword in the angel’s severed hand emits light, stopping her in her tracks.

“Why are you doing this? It’s a simple question, because I also want to be happy.”

“… ….”

No answer came back. An angel sitting still, motionless. The devil’s mouth twisted slightly as he stared at her back.

“In the beginning, pitiful beings were born in the void who ate the void and felt only constant hunger.”

“Among them, the first born demon wanted to escape the unbearable void.”

“…Stop.”

“In front of it, an angel from heaven stretched out her hand.”

“… Shut your mouth.”

“Her name is Lionel, the Angel of Death. “The angel stretched out her hand to the poor devil, who could not even have death.”

-He was eaten alive.

Black energy blooms from her arm, which was cut off by her monster’s attack. Her arms, which had been slowly melting on the earth, have now grown back from the angel’s shoulders, and her beautiful pure white wings are slowly turning black.

“The name of the true first hidden devil who plunged into evil himself and ate angels to fill his own emptiness.”

Lionelta.

“Isn’t it funny? In fact, Tafnel is not the eldest of the angels. “She became the firstborn because Rom hid the death of Lionel, the first angel.”

And I also became the eldest child of the devils.

“Didn’t you, like me, jump into evil to escape the void?”

“Oh, I’m not particularly criticizing you. “I’m just purely curious.”

“… I wonder what….”

“Now that I have abandoned the void and become an angel.”

How happy are you?

The corners of Lionelta’s mouth, the brown-haired angel, or rather the first demon, go up as if they are about to tear.

There was no reply, but Nightmare nodded at the sight.

At the devil’s gesture, the black-stained holy sword flies away of its own accord and is gently held in his hand.

Soon, I swung the sword like a quill, and numerous black spheres appeared in the air.

Nightmare, or rather the second demon, looked up as he felt the numerous demon energies flying towards him.

“As expected, it seems like something worth doing this much.”

After those words, ‘The Emperor’s Nightmare’ could no longer open his mouth.

A history that happened 500 years ago and is not known to anyone.

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“Oh, sister! Please don’t throw it away!”

“How many times have I told you not to make Shinto statues!”

“He’s not just a believer, he’s my husband!”

“Does this mean I’m just going to leave now?”

The black-haired angel is holding the head of the gray-haired angel and punching his solar plexus.

The name of the angel who smiles and watches Raynel, who was hit by an unexpected blow, being dragged away again by Zifnel’s hand, is Lionelta.

She was briefly stroking her gorgeous brown hair that resembled Cecil, Julius’s wife, and then stared blankly at the blue energy rising from the golden pot that Raynel so desperately wanted.

The entrance that heavenly beings must pass through to descend to earth.

Usually, except for Raynel, the remaining angels took turns guarding this place, but since Tapnel and Jifnel have more work to do, Lionelta has been guarding this place alone recently.

“… Nir… No, Cecil. Are you happy now?”

The Angel of Death, who always had a smile on his face, asked a question to Nightmare.

The future that his younger brother, who was envious of him all those years ago, saw has finally arrived, and if things continue like this, Julius and Cecil will have a happy dream forever, according to Nightmare’s plan.

“But unfortunately, we can’t just sit back and watch.”

An angel clutching the shining silver Bible in my hand.

The first Bible known to have been lost from the earth radiates power in Lionelta’s hands.

“Isn’t Erman in the future you envision?”

The future depicted in the gently unfolding Bible is the image of Erman being stabbed in the heart by a holy sword.

The angel’s eyes turn red as he looks at that scene.

“You too will find out someday. “A mother can do anything for her child.”

Lionelta smiled as always as she stroked the picture of the fallen saint who was like her own child.

She said this as she felt her motherly love filling her heart.

***

“Ta-da! We finally arrived in Aran… Everything?”

When Emily opened the door of the antique black carriage, what caught her eye was the large partition between Julius and the devil.

When I touch it, it feels incredibly hard, despite its silk-like appearance.

Why is there something like this in the carriage?

Confusion filled her mind, and the silver-haired priest, who had been dazed for a moment, turned her head towards the devil.

“What on earth is this?”

“… It’s for a fair match.”

The devil gently covers his red face with his hand and lets out a hot breath.

What on earth happened in the carriage?

Emily became even more confused and turned her head towards the interrogator who was like her own child.

Julius, an attractive blond man, just crossed his arms with a serious expression.

“… Julius, what did you do in the carriage?”

“I just did a ritual to sacrifice the devil.”

All she could do was shake her head as she stared at her mouth spitting out the demonic fire offering with a truly serious expression.

“… Anyway, we arrived in Aran. “Please don’t cause an accident like this and let’s go in quietly.”

The sight illuminated by the shining horn from Francis’ head is the gates of Aran, majestically erected under the dark night.

The castle gate was already firmly closed, and the soldiers guarding the gate with a stern attitude were making noise while looking at the legendary unicorn.

“… It seems like the accident has already happened because of Francis.”

“This guy can tell jokes too.”

A black shadow clings to Emily’s arm as she tries to lightly hit Julius’ shoulder.

The priestess, who was frightened and swung her arms to raise her divine power, growled slightly when she saw the demon glaring at her next to her.

“Why would I do something like this if I get caught when there are so many eyes watching?”

“It’s okay as long as you don’t touch what’s mine.”

The devil, who had changed his attire to a black dress, got out of the carriage with his tongue slightly sticking out.

Emily, dumbfounded, pounded her chest, and Julius opened his mouth as he saw a soldier walking towards the carriage from afar.

“… First, I will show you my pass. “The central Inquisitor is free to enter the city at any time.”

Julius took out from his pocket a small passage sign with golden wings drawn on it.

Emily looked at him for a moment and raised her hand to stop him.

“……?”

“Leave this to me.”

Even though she looks like this, she once almost became a saint.

The silver-haired priestess, neatly adjusting her generous priestly attire, crosses her arms and assumes a haughty posture.

Shinsu, who was watching this from the side, gave her a pitiful look, but he had no choice but to walk awkwardly away from the quick kick and stand next to Emily.

“… What are you doing all of a sudden?”

“Priest Emily is someone who was once revered as a saint of the church. “She is just a priestess of Kente now, but if she is, she is someone who the Count should personally come out and welcome.”

In response to the question of the devil, who was looking at her with a puzzled face, Julius raised Emily with an expression of pride that was uncharacteristic of me.

“… What can I say… You’re a little different than usual, Rom’s child.”

“Me, Cryil, and Thalia have admired Priest Emily since we were young.”

Julius smiles happily as he remembers the idol he admired as a child.

Seeing his appearance, a faint blue light began to appear in the devil’s eyes.

“… I’m glad you look happy.”

The figure whispering softly was truly like Cecil, so the blonde interrogator pretended not to notice even after hearing it.

“Currently it is curfew time. “Please come back tomorrow when the sun rises.”

A soldier who responds according to the regulations without wavering even though he saw the appearance of the divine beast in the legend.

Emily clapped her hands and praised the soldier.

“You must have been having a hard time during the night. May the light of the Lord be with you.”

“Ah, you were from the Telmere Church. Glory to God’s grace.”

“My name is Emily Lidina, a special priest of the church. “She has business at the Aran branch. I’m sorry, but could you open the door?”

“No. “It is not possible due to regulations.”

A soldier stood in front of Emily, who was trying to walk towards her castle gate with a smile on her face.

The priestess felt the corners of her mouth tremble and asked back, desperately trying to maintain her smile.

“… My name is Emily Lidina.”

“What do you mean?”

“… So, emi.Li.Li.D.Na. “I said.”

“I don’t know why you keep saying my name, but you will be able to enter the castle gate starting tomorrow morning.”

-Puh hee hing.

Francis with his white mane flowing.

Is it because of my mood that I feel like I’m being laughed at?

Emily stared into her soldier’s eyes, feeling her pride slowly crumble.

“You really don’t know?”

“What do you mean?”

“Oh, the name is Emily Lydina! The genius of Seongsu manufacturing. “Don’t you know?”

“I don’t know.”

The expression on the soldier’s face when he said that was so stern that Emily froze in that posture, and the devil, seeing that, couldn’t hold back her laughter.

“Phew.”

Julius, who had seen his idol’s ears turning red as a child, glanced briefly at the devil who was beginning to burst into laughter and walked towards the soldier.

“Thank you for your hard work. “I am an inquisitor for the Church of Telmere.”

“Thank you. However, according to regulations, even if you are a member of the religious order, entry at night is prohibited except for special heresy interrogators.”

The blond-haired man nodded his head several times at the sight of a sincere soldier and showed off the golden card in his hand.

“My name is Julius Tapnel, the church’s special interrogator. “I have to rush in for work, so please understand.”

-U, Julius Tapnel?

-Big trouble! Hey! Someone quickly call that guy over there!

-Now that I think about it, isn’t that person over there Priest Emily?

-Who sent that idiot!

-If this continues, we will all die!

When the guards at the castle gate hear the name Julius, there is a stir.

The guard leader quickly burst out among the soldiers who were starting to tremble as if in panic, forcibly lowering the head of the sincere soldier who was inspecting them, and began apologizing in a rapid-fire manner.

“I’m sorry. This guy still doesn’t know the faces of the members of the church. “Please just watch me take my life.”

“No, we just passed through the gate….”

“Please, please. This guy is my son, and he’s so stubborn that it’s stupid. That and… Ah! Te, a faithful member of the Telmere Church. “Yes, that’s right.”

Julius answered something, but the guard commander only kept apologizing, his body shaking like an aspen, as if he couldn’t see the man in front of him.

The devil laughed softly, covering his mouth as if he found that sight amusing.

“hehehehe, I guess it’s not a lie that a child wakes up crying when he hears his name while sleeping.”

“… I just faithfully followed God’s will.”

“So? “Why are these poor soldiers here so shaking?”

“In the past….”

“Before?”

“Priest Brukin, Priest Emily, and that guy Kryle and Thalia. “I came here to play with everyone.”

“When I was young, my husband must have been cute even when he was young. So? “Are you playing with fire here?”

“… I just accidentally burned a little bit of the castle wall.”

Hearing those words, the devil looked at the castle wall with his black eyes shining.

At first, it just felt majestic, but now that I look at it, the walls of the main gate give me a strange feeling.

“How much was burned?”

“… It was a foolish mistake I made when I was young. “I arrived at night and I don’t like it when they don’t open the door.”

They burned the entire castle gate and entered.

The blond-haired man, who calmly spoke about his shocking past, takes his steps slowly.

Although more than 10 years have passed now, the soldiers clearly remembered the boy’s outrageous status, and, trembling from the golden nightmare, they abandoned the castle gate and began to run away.

The name of the city that shows off its beautiful appearance late at night under the bright moon is Aran.

A man who controls flames and a devil who practices magic have come to this place, famous as the city of water, and the end of peaceful times has also come.

It was a night when only Count Rotani, who was struck by lightning during the night, felt sorry for himself.

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“So, what is this?”

“I’m trying to win the match I couldn’t achieve last time.”

A large bed is placed in front of a dazed devil who has never seduced a man before.

When I turn my head, a man with a serious expression approaches me in a scary way.

“Ah, it’s still too early for this!”

“… It’s not for you or anything like that, it’s for Cecil’s sake.”

I, too, am Cecil.

The words just lingered in my mouth and I couldn’t get them out.

The cloudiness in my eyes gradually fades, and I begin to hear strange noises in my head.

-It’s time to make the second child, let’s go back to Cecil quickly!

Feeling dizzy, the devil’s eyes begin to spin.

Cecil Lionelta, a temptress who captured the heart of Lyriam’s greatest interrogator.

But she and the demon that became one with her, ‘The Emperor’s Nightmare’,

Again, I was a beginner with no experience in seducing men.

The crisis of her life came to her.

Perhaps.