My Wife Is the Devil

7 – Beer

“…Did this kill all the heretics?”

Inside a bar with a chillier atmosphere than the cold winter air.

Only steaming, delicious food and broken drinking glasses are lying around.

In a bizarre scene where the people inside suddenly seemed to have evaporated somewhere.

The gray-haired man said.

“Yes, it looks like everyone has been punished here.”

The name of the person who reports to the man in a cold sweat without even being able to raise his head properly is

Rian, a second-class priest of the church.

He just wanted to get away from this creepy place as quickly as possible.

“Hmm… how does Julius’ condition look?”

“Well, that is… Demons are being purified in the penance room in the basement of the church.”

After listening to Rian’s words, Krail clicked his tongue once and then took a sip of the soggy beer sitting on the counter.

It tastes like there is no malt. Feeling even worse, he burned the entire beer.

He said as he looked at Lian, who had reached his limit and was on the verge of losing his mind.

“I’m sorry, but could you please go to the store listed here and buy me a set of clothes and a beer cup?”

After accepting the note handed to him by the man, Rian quickly left the bar before he fainted in front of the interrogator.

I haven’t even given you any money yet, but you are very motivated.

Cryil, pleased with the priest, slowly stood up.

The place where our leisurely steps headed was the underground penance room of the Central Church.

As soon as I entered the entrance, I felt the smell of blood and burnt air filling the air.

In the middle of this place where a gloomy atmosphere prevails,

Julius, a blond man whose hair had now grown a lot and tied roughly behind his back, was wiping the soot from his face.

“I don’t think it would be very pleasant to stay in a place like this.”

“The screams of those demons that will tear and kill are always delightful, Cryle.”

Have I gone crazy by staying in a place like this?

Krail shook his head at his friend’s crazy expression.

“Sometimes taking a break is a good choice. “I will do the work today and tomorrow, so please come and see my daughter’s face, Julius.”

“Are you saying that as an interrogator or as a friend?”

“Both.”

After those words, no more answers were heard.

A silver necklace sparkles on Julius’ neck.

After returning it, Julius did not cry anymore.

Instead, he did not know that the screams of heretics and demons would leave him,

The people of the capital began to fear and avoid the cruel Inquisitor Julius.

Fortunately, there has been no case of catching a live person yet, but you never know.

Once all the heretics in the capital were eradicated, Cryle was worried about where that lost anger would go.

We have to do something before that. A small book that makes a statement in your pocket.

The forbidden book that described the high-ranking devil received from the saint gave the answer.

You can hear noises near the entrance. He turned and left the penance room, took the clothes and glass that Lian had brought with him, and headed back to his friend.

A dress and a beer glass made by Rosa in her hometown. Unfortunately, I couldn’t even airlift the glass from my hometown.

This is an item that was barely airlifted while keeping its name hidden from the attention of the religious order.

Sometimes you have to vomit out what you have stored inside.

If you just keep it in, the wound will not heal but rather fester.

I handed the items to my friend without saying a word and left.

A faint sobbing sound is heard from the basement.

The wounded animal did not go to see his daughter the next day or the day after that.

***

“….Mr.! Uh, no… Uncle!”

Cryle’s blurred focus slowly comes back to the words of the kid next to him who keeps pulling on his sleeve.

Take your gaze away from the beer glass in front of you and look to the side.

I can’t see anything. Is it a ghost?

“Wow! “Don’t ignore me!”

A ghost kicking my shin, it didn’t even hurt, but I didn’t feel anything to the point where it was laughable.

Only then did he look down and see a little lady with blonde hair reflected in his eyes.

There was dissatisfaction in his clear blue eyes.

Leira Tapnel. My grandfather hated her child, and her father ran away because he could not bear the sight of his wife in her child.

A poor child who does not even know that he has been abandoned.

Was she being too picky? Seeing her grow up without a habit made me worry about her future.

When she continued to get no answer, Rayra couldn’t overcome her anger and started to make a fuss by pounding his leg.

“It’s not polite to make a fuss in the store, you stupid kid.”

“I’m sleeping because my uncle ignored me!”

“Phew, I thought it was a ghost because it was mumbling.”

“Profit!!”

After teasing her little one for making cute noises because her teeth are falling out, she now starts stomping her feet on her own.

I guess I’ll leave the teasing at this point.

Krail took out a silver coin from his pocket, gave it to Leila, and waved her hand.

“Use this to at least buy a gift for your mother. “It’s not polite to leave her empty-handed.”

“…I can’t buy that with this.”

When I looked where the child was pointing, I saw a beautiful hairpin.

A beautiful craft reminiscent of wheat. I had an eye for seeing and chose the most expensive item.

He took out another gold coin from his pocket and handed it to him.

“Buy with this, buy whatever you want with silver coins.”

“Thank you!”

I had to be strict with him, but I ended up losing again.

Smiling brightly at the store owner and looking happily at the child running wild at the sight of her hairpin.

I came out of the store, took out a cigarette and asked.

I chew the chewy stuff without lighting it on fire and look at the dark sky.

At the center of the dazzling religious order seen in the distance, the saint must be making plans to deal with his granddaughter and himself.

Perhaps it ends with him encountering a powerful demon on his way to Kente Village and unfortunately dying.

I can’t help but smile.

That senile old man may think that Cryle is a foolish puppet, but in the end he is just a fool.

A blind saint who is blinded by grandiose plans and lives only in the past without looking around.

When I take a quick look inside the store, I see a child ordering around next to the owner packaging the goods.

If you take a carriage and head to the village starting tomorrow, you will be able to be held in the arms of a couple before winter ends.

There will be a few high-ranking demons playing tricks on the way, but that is also the fun part of the trip.

Kryle Raynell became the second top Heretic Questioner following Julius.

He continues to grow stronger even now. Excluding Brukin and Julius, there would be no opponent in the world for him.

Even if several high-ranking demons come to see his brilliant power, he is no different from a moth jumping to a flame, and his power, which extends over time, will make Layra’s first trip comfortable.

The reason they are not beheading the saint right now is because he is the child’s grandfather, that’s all.

Unbeliever Cryil. He was Lyriam’s strongest nanny, loved by angels.

Even though he was a man struggling with a toothless child.

***

The inn and tavern, The Woman in the Wheat Field, was noisier than usual.

The topic of discussion among the villagers gathered there was undoubtedly the story of Julius and his beautiful wife, who returned home in 10 years.

Emily, now the only priest in the village, was kicking a brick in the alley in front of the inn.

That damn old man, Brukin, threw a box in front of the church and ran away, so it wasn’t like I couldn’t go in because I was aware of it.

Emily sat down on her broken wall, took one of her cigarettes out of her pocket, lit it, and lit a small flame.

She says the reason Cryil lives with her cloud snacks in her mouth is because she has seen this side of Emily since she was young. The view from her side was tough and cool, so it wasn’t a bad sight for education that made me want to imitate it.

Taking a deep sip and exhaling her smoke, Emily thought about Julius’s wife, whom she had seen in her stall.

Although she was dressed simply and frugally, her light brown hair and pretty face had an intense charm that made even cheap clothes look luxurious, and her deep eyes, like the deep sea, made you feel as if you were being sucked in.

And that bothered Emily.

She is clearly a neat and beautiful wife at first glance, and her personality also seems bright and lively, but when I look at her eyes, I feel like she is suffocating with a sticky and cloudy feeling for some reason.

She seemed to be missing something, but she had no way of knowing.

She is the woman chosen by Julius. There was obviously no problem with her, but her distraught mind was making Emily increasingly anxious.

Tonight is the first drinking party in the village in a long time.

It would be simple enough to check secretly.

Emily Lidina. She was a priestess who came to Kente Village 12 years ago to admire the war hero Brukin, and she was also a teacher who taught Julius, Krail, and Thalia how to use her powers.

When she was active in the capital, her specialty was demon-making. Even her demon, which had mistaken itself as her human, could not control the evil nature that stood before her.

Sensing that she was popular, she raised her head and Julius and the women walked by.

Thalia, blinded by her love, looks as if her eyes are half-glazed, and Julius smiles softly and walks arm in arm with his wife.

There is nothing wrong with being cautious. Isn’t there a saying that you should tap on her stone bridge before crossing it?

Back in the day, Brukin, who was still at a respectable level, lived by these words.

***

[Congratulations on Julius’ wedding!]

As I walked to the inn, the phrase written on the large piece of cloth that slowly became visible was truly spectacular.

Cecile giggled when she saw Julius walking next to her with her arms crossed and keeping pace with Julius.

“My husband’s hometown is much more interesting than what I heard! “Thank you.”

She uncrosses her arms and smiles brightly,

Next to her, Thalia is smiling with her dangerous face.

“Huh? “Who is that person?”

Cecil tilts her head, pointing to Priest Emily, who is smoking a cigarette on a collapsed wall nearby. It has a rough appearance that is different from its neat and elegant appearance.

“Priest Emily. “She is similar to my mother.”

“Oh, mother-in-law? “I’ll come back and say hello!”

I look at Cecil’s back as he runs away at speed with no time to catch him.

The sight of him turning to Emily, bowing down to her, and starting to chatter.

I should stay close to the inn as much as possible. If you even take the drink that Emily gives you, it will be a major disaster. She seemed to be looking forward to drinking a lot, but she has to be careful.

“… When did you meet her wife?”

Thalia’s sudden question erased my presence.

“We met as if it were fate on the first day I went up to the capital. “At first he was a cute friend, but when I came to my senses, he became like this.”

Julius shrugs his shoulders and smiles brightly. Thalia looked closely into his eyes.

For some reason, those sad-looking eyes were not smiling at all.

Surprisingly.

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“Come on! Then, a toast to Julius and his beautiful wife!”

“”Cheers!””

The glasses were lifted with a loud shout from Baker Man Finn, and Cecile stared at the glasses in front of her with an expectant face.

He lifts the glass, lowers his head slightly, takes a sniff, and then picks up the glass, takes a sip of beer, and takes a swig.

The villagers who saw the pompous but cute appearance applauded and cheered.

“This is the Kente beer I’ve only heard about! “It’s a good thing you followed me, honey!”

Grabbing and shaking Julius’ arm next to her, she made a fuss.

One of her aunts, who opened her eyes hesitantly, spoke to her.

“How on earth did Miss Cecil come to marry Julius?”

After hearing those words, Cecile carefully placed her glass on the table and closed her mouth for a moment.

Feeling that the eyes and ears of the village people were focused on her, words like bombs soon poured out of her mouth.

“It was a sunny spring day.”

“”Oh, oh!””

“It was a day when the flowers were blooming beautifully, so I was walking down the street thinking I would go see the flowers, but I didn’t know!”

“”Well!””

“He is slowly walking towards me!”

“”So?””

“I was lost, and when he asked me where the training center for prospective interrogators was, I closed her eyes and grabbed her hand! “I snatched him up, dragged him away, and told him.”

“”Oh my!””

“To my shame, I fell in love with him at first sight. “It felt like the prince had suddenly appeared before my eyes.”

With those words, the trio of mayoral muscle men in charge of security in the village grabbed Julius by the collar and started shaking him.

“You bastard! “Did you at least save a country in your past life?”

“I’ve been cutting down wood for a month so I can marry my wife!”

“You’re abandoning Thalia! “You traitor!”

Julius looked at Cecil with an embarrassed expression, but Cecil had no intention of shutting her mouth.

Thalia was watching the scene with a calm smile.

“So? “Who proposed first?”

“I proposed first, hehehehe.”

“What did you say that made Julius’ heart so tight! “Have you captured it?”

Everyone holds their breath and listens to Rosa’s words.

“I just called Julius in front of a big tree on a moonlit night and said something.”

She said with an alluring smile and gently caressing her stomach.

“I think my stomach will fill up soon, so take responsibility.”

Everyone was speechless at those words.

Julius had already closed his eyes and was pretending to be dead, and soon everyone rushed to him and started beating him as a group.

Emily, who was filling her glass with alcohol, tapped Thalia.

There was no reaction. Unfortunately, he appears to have fainted while standing.

Cecil was watching the group assault on Julius with a cheerful smile.

Emily sits down gently next to her.

“It was an interesting story. Julius really couldn’t move, hehehehe.”

She sat next to Cecil, holding a glass of wine and smiling softly at Julius.

“Because he was a wonderful man that we didn’t want to miss. hehehe.”

“But it was a little strange?”

“…… ?”

“For some reason, it felt like I was telling something I heard from someone else.”

No answer came back. Cecil’s cloudy eyes were still calm.

“Heh, just kidding. “Have a drink here.”

She lightly tapped her shoulder and handed Cecil her drink.

The flowing alcohol is reflected in blue eyes.

A delicious poisonous pear came right up to Cecil.