My Wife Is the Devil

＜My wife is the devil (10)＞

– Whoa! Whoa!

“… … .”

While looking at the large iron gate engraved with the black goat’s head in front of him, and listening to the chirping of the black man dancing on his shoulder with his chest extended as if in triumph, Julius recounted his current feelings in a low voice, as it is.

“…so… you just found it?”

– Whoa!

It’s really absurd.

Julius lowered his head, drooping his shoulders, which had been filled with strength. If the ranking was given to expressing the feeling of emptiness with the whole body, then Julius must have secured the first place in his hand.

Even if it was the whole world, not the whole of Liriam.

“…how can it be so easy…”

under. Julius opened his mouth once again as if it was really ridiculous.

The reason why he collapsed in front of the iron gate engraved with such a bizarre pattern, with a raven dancing bizarre dancing on his shoulder, sighing in a bizarre way, was very simple. This is because, as originally planned with Cecil, they have finally found a place where Erman and Arnhill are supposed to be.

Of course, not Julius, but Black. And that in a short period of less than ten minutes.

It was a speed different from the self-proclaimed ‘tracking expert’, who only wandered aimlessly through the palace corridors for an hour.

Apparently, the best stalker of Liream was black man, not Julius.

– Whoa! Whoa!

“… … .”

tt The fact that he was pushed back from the tracking technique, which was considered a long-term, made Julius’ mental health poor. In short, planting became uncomfortable.

Julius coughed a couple of times while looking at the jackdaw that was still dancing or dancing on his right shoulder without notice. It was a signal to do it in moderation and be quiet now.

“Great.”

– Whoa?

“… … Hmmm!”

– Whoa! Whoa!

… … Does this guy have no clue?

Unfortunately, however, the parachute commander, Camangi, was only intoxicated with the fact that he had been of great help to his beautiful master, the wife of Cecil Lionelta, and expressed his joy, and Julius’s mental health continued to deteriorate.

“… … .”

I’ll just have to ignore it.

However, Julius is an angel’s representative with an enormous mission to protect the world. It’s saying that just because Cecil’s nemesis was a bit behind on his tracking skills, he couldn’t keep doing this forever. So Julius shook his head a few times to regain consciousness.

Then, an unpleasant demonic energy was transmitted from the five senses, which became extremely sensitive. An ancient evil that cannot be compared to the little crow sitting on his shoulder.

The energy of Arnhill’s dirty desire.

“… … I can definitely feel it here. A demonic Maggi similar to Cecil, but much more filthy and ugly.”

– Whoa!

“… … .”

tt But what is this guy who dares to sit on my shoulder arbitrarily? Looking at the plump figure of the black-eyed black-eyed man who had gained plump weight and wanted to eat it, Julius clicked his tongue slightly.

He didn’t like the frivolous workhorse smaller than the fist he now sits on my shoulder.

The current situation is that, despite having wandered aimlessly for an hour in the palace, he found a place where he could feel the presence of Arnhill in a short period of less than ten minutes when accompanied by Caman, who is Cecil’s workman.

For Julius, who hates losing in battles rather than dying, it is likely that the five organs will be distorted. It’s a shame because it’s a creature created by Cecil, whom he loves, and if it was someone who doesn’t know the raw material, he might have brought out ‘rematch’ and other nonsense.

“… … After work, let’s try some serious tracking techniques later.”

No, it may not have been taken out, but I took it out.

Really ugly, against a little jackdaw.

Julius was a man who was so obsessed with the game that he got tired of it.

– Huh, huh? Whoa!

“noisy. Shut up.”

– Knock!

“… … .”

I would have been this close. He’s pretty good at remnants. Arn Hill.

After feeding a small amount of honey chestnut to the head of the black man who was constantly chirping on his shoulder, Julius glared at the iron gate with the ominous magic in front of him.

Then, carefully and slowly, I ran my hand over the goat’s head engraved on the iron gate.

“It was very cleverly hidden.”

Feeling the magical energy in the pattern, Julius opened his mouth.

The iron gate with the presence of Arnhill was located at the end of a hidden hallway inside a hollow wall, a little far from the tentacle-infested hallway.

The entrance to the hidden hallway was concealed by mixing magic that indirectly disturbs the senses and a clever structure that evokes optical illusions.

This is probably the reason why Blackbird easily found the secret passage that Julius, the master of tracing, could not find.

At least Julius thought so.

“It is certainly. I’m here. At least in Arnhill.”

– Whoa, whoa.

Julius, who felt better after finding out the cause of the defeat, said to Blackie.

From the outside, he could only see an iron gate that looked unpleasant, but Julius’s sixth sense, which was beyond human and even surpassed magic, accurately penetrated beyond the iron gate.

It means that there are two beings beyond the iron gate.

An ancient demon and an unidentified human that even Julius would not be able to breathe without a holy sword at once. The demon side could almost certainly be characterized as Arnhill. It was because of the presence of almost equal to that of Cecil, but much more muddy.

“The other one… who is it?”

The problem was on the human side.

At first, of course, I thought it was Saint Erman, but when I concentrated a little more and felt the energy, I could feel the energy of a character other than the saint I had expected.

A young woman, it was also a person with very strong divine power.

‘Maybe… Priest Emily? Thalia? …No, it’s different.’

Even Julius, who dismisses most humans and demons as ‘weak’, has a huge divine power that can be perceived as strong.

At first, I doubted that Emily or Thalia had come here by some means, but Julius had no choice but to shake his head.

The unidentified divine power conveyed by the sixth sense had the power of a god that I had never felt before.

A subversive and aggressive power that is different from Emily’s divine power “flow”, Thalia’s love power “infinite”, and charity’s power “peace”.

Even for Julius, who knew all the high-ranking priests who belonged to the Telmere Church, it was a power that was unheard of.

“It doesn’t look like things are going to go as quickly as I thought.”

– Whoa, whoa?

Julius narrowed his brow as if he was a little troubled by the appearance of a woman with unknown powers.

Looking at him like that, Blackbird tilted his head as if he was anxious.

“… … Okay. No worries.”

– Whoops. Cut!

“If you do, I can use you as a meat shield.”

-… … ?

“Come on, so. What shall I do from now on?”

– Whoa? black? Whoa!

Thoroughly ignoring the black man who fiercely demanded an explanation for the meat shield remarks that had just been made, Julius stroked my chin a few times.

It was a habit of popping up involuntarily whenever I had a problem.

“… … Hmm.”

It’s like this… I want to.

In terms of time, it is only a few seconds. However, after much deliberation and deliberation in a period of time sufficient for a special inquisitor, Julius succeeded in figuring out the best action he could choose.

Currently, there were three main options before Julius.

The first option is to raid this place where Arnhill and a woman with mysterious powers are located.

In this case, the variable is Saint Erman Lionelta, the culprit who came up with an absurd plan to return the world to nothing. Not to mention the unidentified woman.

However, it was quite sweet to be able to surely end the life of Arnhill, who is also Erman’s right arm. It was an attractive enough reward to take on too many variables.

Eliminating Arnhill is in line with ending a large-scale hostage play that took the entire Darkana hostage.

The second option is not to act hastily, but to be cautious.

The choice is to join Cecil and find Erman using the unlucky old horse who is running wild on Julius’ shoulder.

In this case, it will take a long time to join Cecil, but once you join, you will be able to easily find Erman whose current location is not specified.

It also has the advantage of being able to borrow magical powers.

However, even if time is delayed, it is a choice that is delayed too badly.

In the spiral palace, where space periodically mixes, the connection between the workhorse and the devil loosens. You can’t give Cecil an instant signal through the blackbird.

‘You probably flew here on the order of Cecil to find me. Then, of course, Cecil can know where I am, right?’

– Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

‘What do you mean? Speak so I can understand.’

-… … .

‘…it’s not like you’re looking at it.’

– Whoa, whoa.

‘Ttt. incompetent.’

– Knock!

It was certain that he had confirmed this with the black man while walking up to this place in search of a hidden hallway.

To join Cecil, you have to send Blackbird back to her. That means it will take at least an hour to join, no matter how fast it is.

“After all, it would be right to choose the third option here.”

– Whoa?

Therefore, Julius inevitably chose the third option. A method that mixes only the advantages of the first choice and the advantages of the second choice.

A choice that only elite Inquisitor Julius Tafnel can make.

“You should call Cecil right now.”

– Whoa, whoa?

Julius began to give his body strength as if he would jump forward at any moment.

Like a bullfight running towards the matador, the blackbird that flew from his shoulder, who began to take a pose with his waist bowed, squeaked hard.

I was wondering what the hell he was going to do.

“I will be talking to Arnhill for a while. It doesn’t take long.”

– Whoa… Evil!

──────Kwagwagwagwang!

The question that the little crow put in his mouth. Julius gave a very clear and clear answer to this.

It started to sprint through the iron gates with its entire body, emitting a roar that was hard to believe even if it was a dash made with a human body.

‘If you attack the devil and start a battle, there is a risk of being stabbed by Erman-sama. It takes quite a while to join Cecil.’

If so, you may want to proceed with both options at the same time. How to buy time until he joins Cecil while keeping Saint Erman in check.

The third option that only elite Inquisitor Julius Tafnel can try.

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Quad Duck—-

───Queang!

“… … ? What, all of a sudden-”

“found.”

“- Julius!”

──Awkward!

“Shut up!”

“If we take the same hostage here, it will stop. Isn’t it?”

This is an unforgivable demon.

Erman’s closest aide and the one who guided and planned the current situation.

Takes the high demon Arnhill hostage.

From the iron gate engraved with a goat pattern, to Arn Hill, where he was sitting on the throne and performing magic.

Julius, who had crushed the maze of hundreds of traps and thousands of corridors with just three dashes, strangled the demon who had taken the princess’ body, and gave a sullen smile.

He was a man far from a just and righteous man.

For the sake of eternal love, even a hostage is immortal.