My Wife Is the Devil

Swoosh– Swoosh–.

Kente, a village with beautiful golden wheat fields.

The season passed by autumn, but now we are approaching winter.

The wheat, which is a proud specialty of Kente Village, had a warm energy as if it did not know how to crumble, and it was only swaying in the sky, leaving my body in the wind.

“Lala lala!”

And in the middle of that beautiful town, there was a girl who gave her body to the wind with a passionate aura as if she never knew how to get tired.

“Little boy, you’re crazy, be still.”

“Hey, I don’t like it! Nope!”

“… I should have looked like my mom, not my dad… No, wait… Is it the same when you think about it?”

A young girl with golden hair with incomprehensible artistry, as if it was made by melting gold, and a clear wall with a wide expanse.

Leira Tafnell was waving her slender body to and fro, frantically in front of Kryle’s eyes, waving her legs.

“Haha, Layra. Are you looking forward to the welcome ceremony?”

“No! Gee, I’m really looking forward to it. My heart is pounding and my head is pounding.”

And a woman with a graceful elegance who was always making fun of her hands while looking at her with joy. Rosa, the owner of the clothing store, just opened her mouth with pleasure, looking at the cute child’s jokes that made her want to bite her.

“Rosanne-sama, please don’t ask the little boy if he’s too late. He’s already a cheeky little kid, but if you ask me, I might just cause a big accident.”

“…Cryle, the major accident was committed by you and Julius when we were young. Our cute Leila doesn’t do that.”

“No, come on! Oh no. Because Layra resembles her father… Have a big accident!”

“… pooh, pooh… hahaha! Julius must have been hiding such a cute daughter, huh! I really want to bite you.”

“Hehe, thank you.”

“… … .”

What the hell did you do when and how? Rosa, who was completely captivated by Leira’s cuteness in the interim after the tumultuous commotion in the town’s market stall, was nodding her head to the little girl’s teasing with a relaxed face.

“… Rosanu-sama, you look like a grandmother now.”

“Ajo, if you’re a grandmother to a lady, then you can’t use it.”

“Yeah, our Layra is all- right. Cryle, you need to emulate Julius.”

“…Is life just making fun of me? That’s right.”

The inquisitor with gray hair, lost in his mind at the sharp wit of the two ladies (?), merely shook his head, forgetting to put on the cynical smile that always adorned the corners of his mouth.

– Beep.

“…Yeah, still, it seems that there is something in common between men. Are you still on my side?”

-Pyaa

Tight—!

In order to appease the depressed mood, the devil’s workhorse who came down from Leira’s head and talked to him in the vicinity.

Cryle tries to talk to Piyak.

However, the plump sparrow, who heard the inquisitor’s words, was furious and vigorously stirred his tiny wings to the tip of his head and pounded the man’s head.

In the end, Kryle, who was abandoned by everyone, mumbled and left his seat.

“Huh, was Piyak a female? It looked just like a male.”

– Beep, beep!

One of the strongest two-piece interrogators in Liream.

Even though there was an incident that made the guillotine cry out to be defeated by a mere demon’s workhorse.

The blonde haired girl, who had been immersed in her own world as if she didn’t care about anything like that, began to talk to the mature woman who was drawing pictures on a piece of parchment right in front of me.

“I, so.”

“… um ok, do you need anything? Layra.”

“That… um, there’s something I want to ask you.”

“What do you want to ask?”

Where has the momentum of the past gone? Rosa, who is the general manager of Kente’s women’s clothing and the mother of two sons, tilted her head and listened to the girl as Leira withdrew her head and continued muttering.

“My, my mother…”

“If it’s a mom… Miss Cecil?”

“No, come on! Cecil Lionelta! uh, uh…”

“Hey, Layra. Do you want to hear about your mother?”

“!”

Leira, who was trying to find the gold coin that her husband Finn had been scheming for ten years, and repaying the bar, frowned at Rosa’s sharp remarks, widening her eyes and flinching.

He looks mature and proud, but is he still a child?

Rosa, who looked at the child’s sympathetic image with a bitter smile, was restless when she only talked about her mother, and started to play with her hands again, recalling her previous conversation with Cryle.

‘Cryle, Layra. Why are you looking so desperately for Miss Cecil? Didn’t we live together when we were in the capital?’

‘… What did Julius say?’

‘Uh… you didn’t say anything, didn’t you?’

‘Hmm… I didn’t say anything.’

‘Why is he doing this when he’s old? Please don’t be so frustrated and tell me something.’

‘Well, Julius’s wife. So, Cecil is not very good. I have a chronic disease that cannot be healed even with divine power, so I haven’t met Reira since I was a child because I was doing some recuperation.’

‘That lively Miss Cecil had a chronic illness? So the sickness, are you sure it’s better?’

‘Yes, what. It was definitely better… Sure, it would have been better.’

As Kryle said that, the expression on her face looked strangely depressed, so Rosa couldn’t ask him any more words.

“… … .”

“Wait, lose? Mrs. Rosa.”

“… uh, yes. So how far did you go?”

Rosa woke up from the momentary thoughts and raised her head at the voice of a girl who hesitated and spoke to herself again.

Leyra, who looked at her for a while, as if she had finally made up her mind, clasped my small hand tightly and nodded vigorously.

“Oh, you said you were going to tell me about your mother.”

“Um, yes. I said I’d tell you about Miss Cecil.”

Rosa stopped her busy teasing hands for a moment and answered the child’s words by nodding her head, then folded her arms for a moment and frowned. He leaned his head towards Leila.

“So, what do you want to hear? Well, even if you say it like this. I have only seen and talked about Miss Cecil a few times.”

“Well, that’s enough. What do I want to know?”

“Hmm… … .”

“Oh, Mom. Did you seem to get along well with your father?”

Rosa closed one eye and tilted her head at the words that were a little too vague for a question she had just asked after thinking about it for a long time.

If you ask me, where is my mom right now, or if she hasn’t said anything about herself. I thought you were going to ask something like that.

I’m going to ask you about your relationship first.

Curious as to why this precocious little lady had asked such a thing, Rosa patted my chin and asked softly to Leira.

“Why are you asking that in the first place? Aren’t you curious about anything else?”

“All in all, I’m curious about other things. For me, the most important thing is my dad and mom.”

“her……”

A girl with her head bowed, wiggling my little fingers and mumbled,

Leila was only gazing at the woman in front of her, trying to put the ominous imagination in her mind to the corner of her head.

‘Dad… I cried in front of Layra whenever I talked about my mom. Have you ever had a fight with your mom and dad? What if you fought for me?’

Just like Cecil when imagining ominous, Leira stared at the woman in front of her with her body curled up to the fullest.

Rosa, moved by the girl’s pitiful appearance, smiled vigorously, pinched the child’s cheeks slightly, and slowly opened her mouth.

“You mean Julius and Cecil? Hmm, how was your relationship?”

“Sha, how was Shai?”

“Huhu, sweetheart, there is nothing to worry about. Julius and Miss Cecil seemed to get along better than any couple I had ever seen.”

It is a gift for a reunion, and that Julius bought all the clothes in the store and gave it to his wife is a famous event that no one knows in Kente village.

“Why, did you give me a platinum coin?”

“Pear, Platinum!”

“Huh, why? Did you feel sorry for Julius spending too much money?”

“Hehehe. I’ve never heard him spend so much money.”

Like any other child, they might whimper, saying, “Why didn’t you buy me a present? it was only

“He and huh? Again, no more?”

“Hmm… Ah! After the return of Julius, there is another story that can be called a legend.”

“Hey, legend! Also to my dad My dad is the best in the world.”

own uncle.

When the story about Julius Tafnel came out, Leira expressed her father’s greatness with her whole body, struggling with her bare feet as if she wanted to die.

I didn’t see many faces because of work, so what’s so good about it?

If Kryle had seen this, while watching the scene where Julius would gossip while eating honey chestnuts, Rosa, who did not know the details, simply nodded her head happily and opened her mouth with a soft voice.

“Is this the story? Wow, that’s exactly what happened here, where we are sitting.”

“yes? W, what happened here?”

Leila starts to look around her head with her already big eyes wide open.

At the table in front of the bakery where he was sitting, the ‘legendary’ thing happened between his loving father and his mother who wanted to see their faces just once.

Leila felt my tiny heart pounding and gently clasped her hands in front of her chest as if praying to a god. Shortly thereafter, my parents’ ‘legendary’ steps came out of Rosa’s mouth, and I almost fell over.

“Hmm, that’s right. Yes, Leila, from the very spot where you were sitting, Miss Cecil slowly got up.”

“Yes Yes? Hey, was your mom sitting here?”

“It’s a little embarrassing, but he sat on your father’s legs and he fell in love with each other.”

“Gee, dark. Sah, love!”

“Then Julius grabbed your mother’s waist tightly and held her as if she was holding a princess, and while walking down the road, seeing this old lady, even though she had grown old, her heart fluttered.”

“!”

Seriously, Cecil’s black historian, whom he wanted to hide, entered the ears of her daughter, Leira, through Rosa’s mouth.

Leira, who heard the story of a married couple with better gold than she had imagined, reddened her cheeks and began to clench and shake her fists.

‘It’s all good. Because mom and dad didn’t fight. I’m so glad Dad doesn’t have to cry anymore.’

Rosa, who was happy at the young girl’s youthful appearance, who was happy as if she was doing her own job, was more excited to play with her hands and drew something on a piece of parchment.

When Leira’s excitement had finally subsided, I put the graphite piece in my hand on the table, coughed in vain, and cautiously spoke to the girl in front of me.

“Layra, how do you feel about hearing about Mom and Dad?”

“Hehehe. I really like it. Mom, Mom was really here.”

“… Do you miss Cecil a lot?”

“I want to see you. Mom and Dad are traveling right now. Layra, I will be waiting patiently by myself.”

“… yes, that’s great. So… the kid who did such a dreadful thing should get a present, right?”

“Uh, huh? A gift?”

Leira tilted her head, not knowing what to say, at the words of the woman who was stroking the little lady’s hair and smiling a little mischievously.

In the hands of such a girl, Rosa gently held the picture she had drawn on a piece of parchment without the child’s knowledge before, and began to open her mouth with a voice full of kindness.

“I heard from Kryle. Layra, you said it’s been a while since you haven’t seen your mother?”

“…Gee, I don’t remember. I’m sure you’re memorizing My mother’s name is…”

“Yeah, he’s a smart kid. Still, a child must know the mother’s face for sure. Should I watch this and memorize it? I have confidence in my drawing skills.”

“…that, a painting?”

At the word ‘picture’ that came out of Rosa’s mouth, Leira hurriedly unfolded the piece of parchment in her hand and brought it to her eyes.

Blue eyes filled with clear and pure energy as if they contained the sky, spreading even divine energy, faithfully engraving the picture of a woman drawn on parchment in the girl’s mind.

The blond-haired kid forgot to shut his mouth and just stared blankly at the picture in his hand.

Painted in black graphite on a piece of yellow parchment.

A sketch of a woman who is not very sophisticated.

A very beautiful woman smiling while looking at her child as if she were alive and breathing in a calm and graceful figure.

Leira Tafnel’s only mother.

Cecil Lionelta.

A very, very long time ago, we broke up, and now, softly touching my mother’s face, which I couldn’t even imagine, no matter how much I squeezed in my head, Leila couldn’t hold back her tears and ended up crying.

“Black- Black- Go, I’m grateful ah…”

– Beep, beep? Beep, beep!

“Uh, huh? this isn’t this I, Layra. stop dripping! should i? If I cry like this here, I might catch a cold.”

“Oh, I’m not crying… sniff.”

───Sigh.

uh huh.

“hey! Everyone, gather around here, our Lady Rosa screamed at Julius’s daughter-in-law!”

“what? Rosa Did your girlfriend have an accident?”

“Shut up, Finn! Uh… Layra? Now really stop! should i? Uh… How can I do this?”

A girl with blonde hair who does not stop crying all the time and begins to cry loudly for the whole village to leave.

Rosa, who was restless as she patted and caressed her on the back desperately trying to appease such a girl, felt a cold sweat running down her cheeks and narrowed her eyes, remembering the conversation she had with Cecil who came to her and asked her a favor a few days ago before going on a trip to Aran. I fell.

‘…I have a favor, can I do it?’

‘Sea, Miss Cecil? What happened at this early morning hour?’

‘I wish I could make one for you.’

‘What… clothes?’

‘Leira.’

‘Leira?’

‘My dear daughter. I want you to make clothes for Leira Tafnel.’

It was. In fact, a few days ago, she was a woman who spoke strangely and harbored a creepy fear. Cecil Lionelta asked for a gift for Leyra and only completed it today.

Before the welcome ceremony, he planned to take Leira to his clothing store and give the girl the gift Cecil had asked for.

‘Oh, what about it? If I had known this would be like this, I would have given you a portrait together with the gift Cecil asked for. If you cry out loud like this, it’s probably good when you give them a present later.’

She hugged her mother’s portrait tightly in her arms, and looked at Leila crying as the world was gone.

Rosa Maritecal, the owner of a high-end clothing store, faces the greatest ordeal in her short life, right now, at this very moment.

I was given a gift from God.

“Ahhh!”

“What, what? Who called the little boy? Who called our little one!”

“… … .”

Cryle, who realized this belatedly, ran to see Layra crying, and saw her face turn red and ran, and Rosa’s hair had one more gray hair hanging out.

It’s probably not going to be very important.

***

“…our Layra. You are crying so sadly because you have an ugly mother…”

A corner of a dreamy and incomprehensible world where the ‘dreams’ of all beings in the world are mixed and colored.

In the middle of a huge mansion, as if Mila’s mansion in Kente village was bizarrely inflated.

The Great Devil, who was watching the black uniform resembling a mourning robe to fit his body while being served by the shadows in the shape of a woman, suddenly looked at a scene flowing into his mind through his mourning wear, and looked down with tears in his eyes. I had to drop

“…I’m sorry, Layra.”

The only child she gave birth to with a stomach ache.

Leira Tafnell.

To win the marriage to Julius, he committed it, but after one night of playing with fire, it didn’t hurt even if he put it in his eyes, a token of eternal love.

‘Clean! Can not be done. Absolutely not! If you give birth to that child, you will eventually die. That child is a cursed child!’

Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲

Mixed with the cry of a child, a man’s shout echoes in his mind.

Someday, when your stomach swells. A single word came out of the mouth of Saint Erman only after receiving the revelation of death.

[Leira Tafnel is a cursed child.]

A time when Cecil was not yet a demon, but the daughter of a noble saint. She thought.

Why is this child who received all the blessings of angels cursed?

The sky is also congratulating Julius and I for the future.

Her thoughts, giving birth to Leila, are getting weaker and weaker, falling apart and falling apart.

By the time I took my last breath.

‘I… I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die! I’ve only been able to connect with Julius now, but finally, I can be happy. Why, why, why!’

– Abubabu, hehe.

Oh, Dad… Maybe good.

You should never have such a bad idea.

Because I am a mother, because I am a parent. It’s only natural to be willing to sacrifice your life for that child.

I saw that bright smile.

I’ve been thinking about it

Words that should never be considered, worthy of a curse

…remembered… it’s over.

.

.

.

-… Sir, my lord.

“… Oh yeah. What happened?”

The voice of a young woman reminds her of her beloved daughter, Leira’s crying, but awakens her from a terrifying nightmare.

The maidservant was standing behind her back with a cloth made of black shadows,

He tilted his head and approached her, bowed his back, and opened his mouth.

– No longer a servant of God… No, I don’t think it’s good to keep your wife waiting.

“Oh yeah. right. Don’t make Julius wait too long. yes, well done Just rest in peace.”

-All right.

With those words, the nightmare workhorses who disappear one by one in a strange place where countless clothes are floating around.

After confirming that all the shadows had disappeared, Cecil sat down on the spot, clutching his luscious brown hair tightly, curled up to the fullest, and then slowly closed his eyes.

“… … .”

Love with Julius once again sprouted beautiful flowers.

Anxiety about being abandoned still remains in the corner of my heart, but as time goes by, this will also fade away without a trace in front of his radiant smile.

However, Leila is different.

The situation is quite different from the Inquisitor who loved his wife terribly.

Angels and demons are essentially beings with one pattern.

So, unexpectedly, the devil’s hatred towards the angel, or the angel’s hatred towards the devil, is not that deep.

However, beings who have inherited only the power of angels. The angelic agents show an unconditional aversion to the devil.

The Great Devil, who possesses a power resembling the power in his heart to the point of being unpleasant, feels repulsive to beings.

So, according to the law, Julius Tafnel should have despised the resurrected Cecil Lionelta and tore Cecil, who had become the Great Evil, torn at once.

Of course, that didn’t happen because the hate flowing from his heart was shattered in front of the ever-blooming love.

If so, how will Leira, who has the power of the four great angels in one body, unlike other agents, react to her mother who has been resurrected as a great devil?

-Mom! i love you!

-Dirty demons, dare you taint my mother’s name!

It must be a fact that can only be known when a mother and daughter face each other.

“…but I’m a coward. I just can’t meet Leira at all.”

What if, with the same blonde hair as Julius, with the same walls as mine.

To that child, it was dirty, it was terrible, and I wanted him to die.

If you’re going to be humiliated like that.

’cause my heart will be torn apart

The cursed words of that day, which you must not dare to keep in your mind, will suffocate you.

“… … .”

Despite living for thousands of years, and repeating eons of time.

The shattered memories did not give her an answer.

Cecil, a poor coward, uttered his last words, staring blankly at the innocent flames rising from his fingertips.

“I am not a demon in front of you. I want to be an angel. So, just wait a minute, my dear daughter.”

Even if there is a deal with the devil.

You and Julius will become a suitable woman.

So, just a little bit, a little bit.

Be patient and wait patiently.

Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲

My one and only precious baby.

Layra.