My Wife Is the Devil

“Nice to meet you, my name is Inquisitor Julius Tafnel.”

“You will get to see the famous Julius Tafnel in person. nice to see you. My name is Rotani Aran, the lord of Aran.”

A strong man with long blonde hair neatly tied, and a red-haired nobleman who looks weak at first glance, yet exudes a strange elegance.

The Blood Inquisitor, Julius and Lord of Arran, Count Rotani, was facing each other in an old-fashioned parlor with a large table in between.

From the outside, the voices of laborers trying to fix the feudal lord’s castle are noisy, and the voices of the young priestess who educate the knights are faintly heard.

– Hey, is this a real man’s job?

– If the Telmere Church wants to, it must be true that they can even conquer the Continent.

– These guys! Aren’t you out of your mind? Life as a knight is really easy, isn’t it? Get your head on these!

When I move my gaze back to the cozy drawing room, I see Julius and Rotani facing each other, and Liliana Aran, restless next to the Count, covering her stomach and sweating.

“You think braiding your hair would be cool, right?”

And an innocent woman standing behind the strongest inquisitor, with her golden hair tattered at will.

The invading invaders are calm, and the owners of this place are trembling in a ridiculous situation.

Liliana Aran. No, the high-ranking demon ‘Taesan Serpent’ was feeling his head bleeding from the imminent death crisis.

Looking at Julius Tafnel, the man sitting in front of him with his pale face raised, he saw a relaxed smile on his face.

What does it mean, and how do you think about killing it?

Rumor has it that heretics are burned to death, and humans with demons have their eyes and tongues plucked out and throw them away as food for livestock.

Feeling the little life wriggling in my stomach, the Great Mountain Serpent, no Liliana Aran, clenched her teeth.

No matter what happens, only the child must survive.

Even if he falls into eternal sleep under the power of Tafnel.

Liliana opened her tiny mouth to the inquisitor, who was leisurely enjoying the tea in front of me, desperately speaking.

“Hey, do you like black tea?”

“Hmm, it smells so good, I don’t know who made it, but I really like it.”

The atmosphere is good. The Countess, who began to think that perhaps the Heretic Inquisitor was not here to arrest me, continued to speak with a softer tone.

“All right, I’m glad. I made it by hand, and I’m glad you like it.”

“I guess, even though he’s a demon, he seems to have good dexterity, but most other demons I’ve met are not good at this.”

The air in the narrow drawing room with only four people becomes chilly.

Liliana, who began to sweat in a cold sweat, immediately put her head down and began to pay attention to whether she should beg for only the child to be born.

Was she that pitiful?

Rotani Aran gently but firmly grabbed my wife’s hand and growled towards Julius, a man worse than the devil in front of him.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Heresy does not exist in Aran. Do you have any proof that my wife is a devil?”

“Hmm, there is definitely no evidence.”

Then why not burn it?

After touching my chin for a moment, he was lost in thought, and the words he came up with as if he was a clear answer were really too vicious to think of as a human mind, and Rotani tried to raise the magical energy inside of me to make room for even Liliana to escape. .

Until the woman, who didn’t care, opened her mouth.

“👌👌👌 Then I can’t do it, are you scare the mother who is grieving now?”

“…when did I scare you?”

“You are giving it with a terrifying smile right now! Are you doing this on purpose?”

“…it was a declaration of will that he had no intention of attacking.”

“You said you were going to burn it?”

“It’s just a traditional derogation among the heretical inquisitors.”

“… … .”

What’s the joke that’s so cruel?

An innocent woman who tilts her head as if in absurdity when she sees her husband’s murderous smile.

The Aran couple, who saw Julius unable to move to Cecil, were frustrated because they had no way of knowing how things were going.

“… I haven’t already talked to you in the first place.”

“When did I say that?”

“Are you sure you didn’t talk to the Countess before leaving?”

“Oh, what? I was sleeping, so I went into my dream and had a conversation. It would be rude to wake me up while I was sleeping.”

“Hey, wasn’t that a dream?”

Listening to Cecil and Julius’ conversation, Liliana thoughtlessly asked a question, recalling a strange dream she had a few days ago.

Cecil, who had been playing with my husband’s hair with a grin, looked at Liliana and nodded.

“Yeah, I asked you in my dream last night. Don’t you think it’s a real dream? Now I am fully human.”

She smiles and whispers something in my husband’s ear.

Tafnell’s representative listened quietly to this, and then slowly shook his head.

I don’t know what it is, but I think I’ve passed a hurdle.

Holding her husband’s hand, who was looking at her anxiously from the side, Liliana Aran spoke again with a determined expression toward the devil and the priest.

“So, what will happen to my husband and I?”

“Well, Julius is so stubborn, I came here because I thought that if I saw a demon and a human who were living well, maybe he would make a second one.”

Is it really difficult to bear the vivaciousness of a girl?

Feeling their energy draining away with every word they spoke, the countess only wished that this uncomfortable time would end soon.

Pointing to such a couple and counting. No, I introduced it to my husband like a monarch’s nightmare whispered softly.

“I’ll introduce you to the first of the high-ranking demons freed to become human, the ‘Taishan Serpent’.”

Long ago, when the Emperor’s Nightmare was punished by an angel, the giant serpent, beaten and sealed by Tafnel just for being with him, blushed and blushed in embarrassment at his old nickname.

“Hey, how did you know that nickname? Come on, please…”

“okay! I am Julius’ wife, Cecil Lionelty, the pinnacle of all demons! It’s a king’s nightmare.”

Cecil shrugged her shoulders proudly at my husband, showing a ridiculous pose.

Julius looks at my wife, who is acting like a young girl, with an expressionless expression on the corner of her mouth.

Liliana, who heard the name of the shameful past, began to shake Count Rotani’s shoulder with a contemplative expression.

“Oh, no, I’m not that big. me, do you believe me?”

“…it’s okay Liliana, I can take any form of you.”

“Oh, no, not really…”

Seeing his reddened face, steam was gushing out, so Cecil stopped making fun of the demon around his younger brother and coughed a few times.

“Hmm, yes, it wasn’t that big.”

It’s not as far as Taesan, but I think it’s at the level of Daesan.

Liliana, who was attacked by time lag, eventually buried my face in the arms of her beloved husband and did not raise her head.

Julius, who looked at him from afar, threw off his attitude as a heretic inquisitor, and spoke to Rotani with a more docile attitude.

“You seem to have a good relationship with your wife. May I ask what happened?”

“If I tell you, will you spare my wife?”

“I have no intention of doing that, I’m in a state of being demoted right now, so I can do a little bit of work.”

Julius shrugged his shoulders and took a sip of tea.

Looking at him like that, Rotani thought a little.

Then why did you destroy the lord’s castle?

Count Aran, who had shaken off the small doubts in his head, took a sip of the tea set in front of me, wet his mouth, and began to talk slowly.

“My dear Liliana, unfortunately, passed away two years ago during a plague outbreak.”

“There was such a time.”

“For two years, I worked hard to let her go. However, at some point, I figured it out. The fact that there are some things that time cannot heal.”

“… … .”

“In the words of Telmere, the body of a dead man must be burned. But I couldn’t afford to burn her body.”

With tears in her eyes, Rotani forcibly swallowed the tears that were about to burst out and paused for a moment.

Julius, who was looking at that figure, thought about it involuntarily.

it’s the same with me

“I knew it was wrong. But I couldn’t let her go, and when the offer came from the saint, I gladly accepted it.”

“… the end of a bet with the devil is only ruin.”

Julius spit out the words he always mumbled in his heart like a prayer to God, but seeing him like that, Rotani just shook his head.

“It didn’t matter if ruin came. I just wanted to see you again.”

Liliana alive.

-Because Honey wants a living Cecil, and I am that Cecil.

The devil whispered to me on the road… No, Cecil’s voice and the noble’s voice in front of me overlapped and resonated.

Julius took a small breath and blinked to tell him to continue, and the Count of Aran uttered his last words as if he was vomiting.

“I knew from the start that I lost the bet. But it didn’t matter. Now that I was able to see her come alive again, there was nothing left to regret in life.”

“So, did you admit that you lost your bet in one day?”

“If I dragged any further, I was just afraid of myself in the future who would wake up from my dream.”

“You look very happy now for that.”

After drinking all the tea in front of me, Julius pointed to the Countess with a chin.

The devil grabbed my husband’s arm and lifted his head, even though he was nervous.

It’s really like a bathroom.

Putting the teacup on the table, he slowly got up and adjusted his clothes.

A black uniform that looks like a demon’s scream.

The slayer, who had burned and killed countless demons and heretics, nodded his head a few times and said goodbye to the Counts.

“I heard that you have a child, and I hope you have a healthy and well-behaved child. Thanks for telling me an interesting story.”

Julius reached out his hand towards Rotani.

The count, who looked at his hand, hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the inquisitor’s hand as if he had made up his mind.

“Thank you for your understanding. Thank you for saving me and my wife.”

“Well, I’m in a similar situation, so I just closed my eyes.”

Two pure men held each other’s hands and looked into each other’s eyes.

Eyes imbued with devil power and eyes imbued with angel power.

Two very different but very similar men.

Perhaps it was because there was something in common, Rotani continued to look at Julius without even thinking of letting go of his hand.

“… now I want you to let it go.”

“I am very sorry to say this.”

The red-haired nobleman shed a drop of cold sweat and held the Inquisitor’s hand and bowed his head.

“You need to reimburse the cost of damage to the permanent residence…”

Count Rotani, who succeeded my father, Lintau Aran, as ruler of the water city of Aran.

He was a lover who loved his wife terribly, but he was also a capable lord.

The lord, who escaped from the crisis of death, quietly brought up the story of money, and Julius, who was nodding his head thoughtfully, spoke succinctly as if giving a clear answer.

“Do you want to die?”

Julius Tafnel, the man who killed the most heretics and demons alone in history.

It seems that his limitations have ended here.

It was a time in the late afternoon when only Earl Aran was struck by lightning.

***

“So what is this?”

“That’s harmful, I didn’t think of it before, but you can’t look at something like that!”

Surprisingly, the interior of the castle has been completely repaired. Julius, who was carefully slicing the steak in the restaurant where the long table was placed, suddenly closed his eyes and spoke calmly to Cecil, who was clinging to me.

For reference, the broken lord’s castle was repaired by the hands of the immortal priest, Emily.

The priestess, who wielded the divine beast’s magical horn, and caused the blessing ceremony to pray for a miracle to the deity, by holding on to the horn roughly and swinging it, is now drinking wine from the bottle and blowing the bottle.

Hearing the powerful sound of the sick man, he tapped the hand that covered my eyes and spoke softly.

“I’ll take this off, it’s not polite at dinner.”

“The manners are not important, I am preventing the breakdown of the family now.”

A woman with brown hair trembling as if she had seen something terrifying.

Curious about what the hell he was looking at and doing such a strange thing, Julius asked with a small smile.

“What are you protecting from?”

“I’m going to protect you from that abomination.”

Cecil pointing at Liliana with my hand.

I opened one eye that had been released and looked at her, but I couldn’t figure out why she was doing this.

“What is a monster?”

“profit! So that’s it, that’s that!”

Perhaps Cecil had forgotten my goal of covering his eyes, now he shouted, pointing at my chest with both hands.

Liliana looked at it, realized what was bothering Cecil, and shyly covered her voluptuous breasts.

“What, what are we going to do now?”

Did it feel like a provocation?

Cecil trembles and feels anger all over his body.

Seeing her like that, Julius grinned and shook his head.

“There is only one woman that catches my eye, Cecil Lionelta. I’m too busy to include one person, so there’s no chance that another woman will catch my eye.”

At the sound of his calm words, Cecil, who was trembling, froze in the same posture he had waving his arms.

Her ears, visible through her shiny hair, are bright red.

Cecil, who is usually blunt, but at times like this, calmly utters things like that, and becomes a dumbass with honey.

Rotani, who was watching the Julius couple’s comic talk, put down even the knife in his hand, as if admiring it, and gave a small applause.

After all, it was Julius who was the strongest in the kingdom when it came to catching demons.

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“There, there, no, hey there! Butler, please come over here.”

As if completely intoxicated, the silver-haired priestess, who was blushing, swung a bottle of wine and called out the butler, who was calmly standing in the corner.

Paton, the butler of Lord Aran, who has grown a mustache charmingly, approached her with a small bow at the call of the legendary priestess.

“Are there any inconveniences?”

“Are you there? Listen to me, ah well? Did I foolishly missed the heresy right in front of my eyes?”

Seeing Emily smoking and drinking alcohol, Parton smiled and nodded as if in trouble, was all she could do.

Emily, who had been stuttering like that for a few minutes, uttered a single word at the end of a lengthy drinking.

At her last words, Paton’s smile faded and her face turned pale.

The words that flowed into his ear were simple.

“I mean? I’ve been playing around with the blood of these heretics.”

Did I teach you last time? The power to change ‘flowable’ things into holy water.

Feeling the pulsation of blood starting to draw up in response to the magic in my heart, Paton gave a look of astonishment.

“Did you really think I missed it? It can’t be. I’ve been doing this for years.”

Emily Ridina.

Before Julius, the name of the woman most feared by heretics and demons in the kingdom.

Rom’s adoptive daughter and the teacher who taught Julius twisted the corners of her mouth and smiled at Heresy.

Early evening when the tail of the evil one creeps out.

In the eyes of the great priestess, the masked man who had been crouching down appeared.