My Wife Is the Devil

Chapter 16

The smell of freshly baked bread permeates the streets, and the children who smell the smell stop running and snoop around the store, gulping their saliva.

The smoke from Finn’s Bakery was a signal as if it were a quiet street at dawn

All of a sudden, it is filled with the crowds of people and the sounds of merchants preparing for business.

The stars that embroidered the sky gave up their place to the sun and went to bed late.

Kente’s market stall is bustling from early morning.

The most talked-about person in this place, which is a mixture of townspeople and foreign tourists, who sees every day, is arguably Julius’s wife, Cecil Lionelta.

She always smiled and greeted everyone in a friendly manner, and when she saw the beautiful woman who exquisitely mixed the simpleness of a village maiden and the fatal charm of the queen of the palace, I could only admire her.

Even more so, her husband, Julius Tafnel, is the best heretic inquisitor born in this village, and the villagers’ affection for Cecil is rising day by day.

But even though she had been walking through the market since morning, no one in the market dared to speak to Julius’s wife.

“… ttt.”

The gentle smile she usually sees is gone, and in the murky wall where her beautiful eyelashes stand out, she can even feel a faint life.

She clenched her fists and walked slowly, the anger she felt at each step, but to those who didn’t know why she was angry, it was just an unknown fear.

Looking at the direction she is walking, the place she is heading is the only road that goes out of Kente Village, so maybe it was a couple fight?

Despite her fear, Rosa, the owner of the clothing store, tried to talk to her, but in the end, Cecil was so angry that she couldn’t say anything.

So she left, and the people who were preparing for business in the market had no choice but to keep their mouths shut in the bitter cold all over the street.

‘One minute and one second are so precious, how dare you call me now?’

Cecil, who had been smiling happily at Julius’ sleeping face since morning, frowned at the whispers calling him from beyond the village.

At the call of the one who was uncomfortable even meeting face-to-face, she decided to move on her own without the space-twisting magic that was her main specialty.

If Julius, who is sleeping while jumping over the space, feels its energy and wakes up, the date that he has decided to go on today may be in vain.

That’s difficult.

Because of that, Cecil started to see it in person, blowing cold air all over the town since morning.

how long did you walk?

The moment I took a step outside the village when I saw the only road on the land that came into the village of Kante and the golden wheat fields adorning the road.

With the feeling that the world itself was shaken, Cecil was in a forest full of black light.

It is a strange landscape in which the branches attached to the jet-black body, which seem to break at any moment, sway as if they clap their hands, and the misty mountain in the distance is wrapped around something unknown and huge.

In such a gloomy and empty space, a whisper calls out to her.

“Ah, thank you for coming. But I never thought that you would come here on your own.”

The voice of an eerie woman resounded as if echoing from afar.

A bizarre sound that makes you goosebumps is heard late.

“Tsuk, weren’t you participating in your father’s fun project in the capital?”

Cecil frowned as if he was displeased with the voice coming into my ears, and looked around the forest with his arms crossed.

“Because someone messed up my plans. You would know better.”

A voice echoing through the black branches comes from right next door.

As he slowly turned his head, something black and sticky that vaguely copied the figure of a standing girl as if he had been there from the beginning.

‘Echo of the Black Forest’, one of the 24 demons.

He is one of the few high-ranking demons released on this earth by making a deal with Saint Erman, who has given up on becoming a human.

“Your role is to make Julius Tafnel have a happy nightmare in Kente. But if you keep leaving that place and wandering around, it’s difficult.”

“Do I have to get your permission to go out with my husband?”

Cecil slowly raised his feet, kicking the echo that spoke to him, and began to trample her upon the demon that barely maintained the form of a girl.

“I will not forgive anything that interferes with the fulfillment of my love. For me, Julius, and dear Leila, I will kill and destroy anything that would destroy a happy dream.”

In the end, the demon could not keep its shape and slowly melted into the ground,

After looking at it for a moment, Cecil changed her outfit and turned to return to her beloved husband.

“The talk is not over yet. Nightmare.”

An unpleasant echo echoed from behind.

She stopped walking and slowly turned her head to look in the direction the voice was coming from.

“If you try to twist the deal with the saint like this, I have no choice but to tell Erman this.”

“Nightmare never really broke a deal.”

As if I wasn’t the devil, Cecil bowed his head slightly and responded.

“You are too obsessed with her. I absolutely do not understand it.”

“… intoxicated? no no. You are making a big mistake just like us.”

I am not a nightmare, but his wife Cecil Lionelta.

The name of the angel who sealed him long ago, Lionelta.

A faint flame begins to rise in her hand, saying it is my name without hesitation.

“…what are you trying to do?”

“This is salvation for the poor you, who only pretend to live an empty life forever.”

A pure white flame ignited in her hand, and then, with an explosive force, the wind rides on the forest and burns the forest, spreading holy and pure energy.

“Wow, what… what… are you committing?”

“You who are next to the saint will never understand this. Living as a human being who grows love by living day by day.”

An immense divine power that even a high-ranking demon could not conceive of burned the entire Black Forest, and now the voice of the devil, resounding only faintly, passed through Cecil’s ears.

“…Nir… Why?”

“Poor child, lay down the evil and rest for a while.”

When the huge flame was extinguished, the already dark forest was gone, and only the scenery of wheat fields swaying in the wind could only be seen.

Cecil stood still for a moment and closed his eyes.

There was no trace of the echo that had spoken to her before.

‘Probably won’t be able to open my eyes for a while.’

High-ranking demons, even if killed, will only disappear for a while, but will come back to life someday.

Killing ‘Echoes of the Black Forest’ was also a temporary measure.

Cecil slowly turned back the way he had come, and gently covered the corners of his mouth.

The taste of the fishy blood coming from inside me.

Forced to swallow it again, she thought.

Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲

Maybe the day will come when you will have to kill the saint and your own father.

The sun looking down from the sky at Cecil with such terrifying thoughts,

Without a word, he just embraced her with his warm warmth.

***

“therefore? If you torture me like that, you mean that cooking is easy, right?”

When I woke up from sleep, Cecil, who was sitting on a chair with a sullen face, was rubbing his mouth.

He unraveled his long blonde hair, tying his hair neatly and looking at my wife, Cecil’s face.

“What kind of quarrel all of a sudden in the morning?”

“If you rejected my lunch box, wouldn’t that mean you’re a good cook?”

“… not enough to make a living.”

“lie! You and I were on the same level when we lived in the capital!”

When do you live in the capital?

Watching her calmly bring up the story before she died, Julius shook his head slightly and got up from his seat.

“How many years do you think it has been since then? Now I can cook.”

“You can do well in the last 5 years, what are you good at? I mean, since I was young, I couldn’t even try for 10 years!”

Cecil got up and knocked over the chair and burst into anger as he pointed at him.

“Then, you make the food for today’s date. Aren’t you going to say you can’t?”

“… I get it. Let me prepare.”

Julius nodded his head and walked out of the room confidently.

Did you really learn to cook in 5 years?

Hoping that Julius wasn’t really good at cooking, Cecil followed him to the kitchen, tumbling.

“…so is this cooking?”

“? What’s the problem, if you go out and eat, it’s better if it’s simple.”

“It’s simple, but it’s too simple!”

The kitchen had simple bread and vegetables, and sliced ham and jam.

Julius, who was cooking bread with flames, glanced at Cecil’s face and smiled softly.

“It’s not that simple because you’re sure you won’t be able to do this properly either.”

“…have you finished talking? I can do something like this!”

Cecil rolled up his sleeves with a smirk, and stabbed Julius in the waist with his elbow once.

He started making sandwiches with his cool hands.

and after some time.

“…so this is what it looks like?”

“… … .”

A few minutes later, Julius sighed as he saw all the ingredients being crushed by her hands, and Cecil had no choice but to leave the kitchen with shrugging shoulders.

When I made a sandwich and wrapped it in cloth and left the kitchen, there was only a black basket in the living room, and next to it, unlike the last time, with black energy, faint but pure flames were woven together like a thread, twisting the air, like a door. was wearing

Julius, who had put the food in the basket, slowly put his hand into the crack, and for an instant he tasted the sensation of my body being pulled and sucked inside.

“…why are you so late?”

The culprit who pulled his hand was none other than Cecil.

She clasped her hands with Julius’s, inflated her cheeks, and rubbed her mouth.

“I was just late to make the food.”

She gently lifts the basket, but her mood shows no sign of easing.

She just bowed her head and was held in Julius’s arms.

He flicked her hair once and looked around.

The gentle scent of flowers wafts out from the tip of his nose, and when he turns his eyes, he sees a field full of flowers and a small hut standing on it.

If there was a paradise just for the two of you, would it feel like this?

A small voice was heard from Julius’s arms, who looked at the fantastic scenery for a moment.

– pounding

The heartbeat felt in my wife’s body.

Proof that she is alive.

Still, he’s just wandering around without certainty.

Is my wife really here with the spirit of the devil, or is this also the trick of a cunning devil?

But Julius wanted to enjoy this moment right now.

Even if it’s a trap, even if it’s a betrayal.

Because he was a weak human after all.

“…Stop getting angry… Honey.”

“…? Are you talking to me now?”

Cecil, who was pretending to be angry in Julius’s arms, forgot that I was pretending to be angry and looked up at him with his eyes wide open.

In his blue eyes with a turbid energy, he could see Julius smiling as if he was looking at himself in the old days.

“…okay.”

“Huh, huh. Are you finally starting to admit it? Yes, all you have to do is throw away your serious worries and live a happy married life with me.”

A hum that clings to the hymn, which she sings whenever she is in a good mood, resounds.

The woman, who has escaped from her husband’s arms, begins to walk through the fantastic garden that I have created, fluttering in a light brown skirt, and the beautiful flowers that bloom in all kinds of colors and in all seasons are blown by the wind in accordance with her light footsteps.

Red, purple, white, blue, what you can see is a paradise just for the two of us.

If I look there, in the distance, a demon in the shape of my wife with my coveted brown hair fluttering.

No, his wife in a devil’s mask looks at him and shouts.

“Julius, come here! It is really beautiful to see the wildflowers in full bloom.”

Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲

My lovely wife who died 5 years ago.

“Don’t be idle, come quickly, here you are.”

Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲

My wife returned to me with the spirit of the devil.

Or maybe… the devil has come to seduce me cunningly.

So, Lord, please give your Lamb an unshakable faith.

Grant me wisdom to find out the truth without being deceived.