My Wife Is the Devil

Cryle Raynell.

A heretical inquisitor in Liream who always has his gray hair neatly curled up, has a cigarette in his mouth, and has the face of an old-fashioned adult.

Like Julius and Thalia, he was taught by the war hero Brookin, and was chosen by the power of Raynel, the angel of punishment, following in the footsteps of the previous saint.

A terrifying power that takes away the protection of life from beings roaming the earth with just a light gesture.

Without Brookin and Julius, the man who would have been called the strongest.

But a man named Kryle was not very interested in power or fame.

The reckless remark that life’s goal is only to get a full paycheck and to appreciate Raynell’s appearance as depicted in the Bible every day is stuffed with sayings that contain the right attitude of a heretic inquisitor at the Central Church’s interrogator training center. .

Also, since he was a child, he believed in, or longed for, an angel of punishment rather than a god, and had no interest in other women.

Raising something like a child is something I never even imagined.

Ironically, though, he was forced to raise a tiny little boy for the crime of making the wrong friend.

Recalling the face of his deceased wife, he took over the care of Leira instead of Julius, who ran away for fear that he would make a mistake after thinking of her.

“Rainel, if you feel pity for me like this, please come to my side.”

He complained every day in front of the statue of the Angel of Punishment placed on the side of the Central Church, and finally tried to be embraced in the arms of the statue.

“… you idiot. What the hell is a good-looking guy doing that?”

“My dream is to marry Raynell, both as a child and now. I am also saving up my salaries for that time.”

tt, what is it about such a guy that gave him power?

Saint Erman shook his head and clicked his tongue slightly.

– Do you want to marry me? Cute baby, I want to go to your side quickly.

“……?”

Surprisingly, it doesn’t seem like a one-sided love.

The saint let out an absurd laugh and waved his hand.

“Don’t say anything strange and do your job. Leyla will take care of myself.”

“No, I will take care of Leyra. It’s a friend’s request.”

Cryle is staring at her from nowhere.

Erman bowed his head rather than for a moment and began to organize the papers in front of me.

“Hey, then you’ll figure it out. However, blasphemy against Raynell cannot be tolerated any more, so access to the angel statue will be denied for the time being.”

“… All right.”

Cryle leaves the office with her shoulders drooping and weak footsteps.

An angel’s voice is heard again in the ear of the saint, who was staring at his back.

-Ah, Kryle… My love. If only we could meet, I would give you a hug.

“…can’t you just shut up?”

It is so creepy to see an angel who has lived for over a thousand years whispering love to a man who is less than 30 years old.

Erman had to feel the devotion inside of me, which had already been lowered, breaking through the floor.

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“So, who is this person?”

“Ugh, so, Raynell!”

“Tsuk, this is the angel of death, Lionelta.”

“Wow! It’s my mother’s name!”

“… your mother’s last name is her first name.”

Showing him a picture book of an angel kneeling down demons and heretics with a golden brilliance, Kryle taught Leira the story of angels.

“… In that way, the angels came down to earth and gave human beings the teachings about the heart they should have in life. What teaching did you say?”

“Yes. So, Tapunel… I don’t know!”

“Ha, this one looks just like your dad again, it’s a pity that the hair doesn’t resemble Cecil.”

“If you look like your father, is it Jo Eun-go? Hee hee, hee hee hee.”

Seeing the blond-haired kid smiling like a fool, Cryle felt the back of his neck tighten.

After taking a deep breath to calm his mind, he made eye contact with Leira and continued talking.

“Tafnel-nim, as an angel of faith, you have taught humans unbreakable courage and faith.”

“yes!”

“Jiffnell, as an angel of mercy, you taught mankind about love and mercy.”

“Is there no mercy?”

Layra looked at Kryle with bright eyes as if she didn’t really know. He looked at the child for a moment and then lowered his head.

“… I don’t know either.”

“lie! You are making fun of me knowing that!”

“The little one doesn’t need to know anything.”

“Wow! I’m an adult too!”

The angry kid grabbed Kryle’s face and shook it wildly. With his head bowed and smiling, he was devastated by the sudden disaster, and in the end, he was able to be forgiven by Leira only after diligently explaining the word mercy.

“Okay, then, Lionelta-sama, the angel of death. When the world was stained with evil, he came down with his own hands and took on the role of purifying the world.

“…Moya, you have the same name as my mother, so why don’t you teach me anything?”

“Because Lionelta-sama’s teachings are already imprinted on the world.”

“yes? what is that?”

“… all die equally. That is the teaching of Lionelta-sama, who is in charge of death.”

“…it would be better if you didn’t teach me like that.”

Cryle, who looked at Leyra with a sullen face and mumbled her cheeks with pity for a moment, opened the last page of the picture book, and put a picture of a beautiful angel with gray hair like himself into Leira’s face and spoke quickly. .

“The last person’s name is Raynell. The most beautiful angel in the world, the angel of punishment. This beautiful face, voluptuous breasts, and jewel-like eyes are like masterpieces of art…”

“Mo, it’s Mora! I can’t hear anything! I’m scared, Ajo-san, why are you like this?”

“It’s because I’m a kid. When we talk about Raynell-sama, this is what we usually do.”

“… Mister Ajo, do I look stupid?”

Despite being treated like an idiot by the little boy, Kryle stood firm and praised Raynell.

If Julius had seen this, he would have immediately kicked him and covered Leyra’s ears, but unfortunately he was very busy with the Inquisitor’s work, and the little lady ended up hearing all of Raynell’s praises for an hour long.

“… So, Raineel-sama’s punishment is to take away the protection of life from the beings living on this earth, and most importantly.”

“Are you the prettiest? Chi, my mom is prettier.”

“No, that’s not it. There is no one in the world prettier than Raynell-sama.”

It was really ugly to see him clenching his teeth against a small child and boasting that the angel he served was prettier, but he had a hard conversation with his uncle, who was a little weird in his mind, Ray, who resembles his mother and is kind.

Kryle always thinks he’s playing a kid’s prank.

But even the saints, colleagues, old friends, and even the high-ranking demons who have begun to be released from their seals.

Everyone who saw this was only thinking that Leira was playing with Kryle.

-Haha, after all, he’s my husband, whom I had fortune-telling from 2000 years ago.

No, except for one angel with the same strange condition.

***

A single white snowflake blooms on the ground.

When you open your mouth and let out a small breath, your breath that turns white meets the snow falling from the sky, and eventually fades away.

I barely escaped from the demon who was trying to take my body, but red flowers kept blooming from the big wound that had already been made on my tiny stomach, scattering my petals on the floor, and I couldn’t feel the pain I had felt before.

The little boy, with his long black hair covering his eyes, paused for a moment and looked at the beautiful picture that unfolded beneath him.

Pure white snowflakes and passionate leaves painted with red paint. It looks like a masterpiece I saw in a picture book I came across while playing with the local kids one day.

“… beautiful.”

body gets warmer I don’t remember being held by my mother very well, but maybe it would be warmer if I held her in her arms.

The beating of my heart is getting weaker and weaker, and my strength is slowly draining from the hand that grabbed my torn stomach.

A boy who knelt down with a groan.

The picture that I admired, even in a small way, was crushed into a mess, and the breath that came out of my tiny mouth gradually slowed down as well.

“Dad, Mom… I’m scared…”

Anyone is fine, please don’t leave me alone.

I’m begging like this… It’s scary.

-AA AA AA. My child, why are you so hurt?

“… who?”

– I’m sorry, I’m sorry. It feels like my heart is going to be ripped to go through so much pain while I’ve lost my eyes for a moment. Wouldn’t it be great if you could turn back time?

“Who… are you talking to me? Go… thank you… I’m not lonely anymore.”

The corner of the boy’s mouth rises gently, and the small heart that has been struggling with life stops.

A child’s body cooling down in the cold winter wind.

– Poor child, please grant my power to my body. I will give you the strength to bring the evil down to your knees, and even the king of a country will bow your head. So go on with your life once again. Just don’t forget my name.

I am the lord of the high heavens, the third daughter of Rom.

An angel who uproots evil that exists in heaven and earth and punishes those who do evil.

Raynell of Retribution.

Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲

My lovely first devotee. Please, I hope you will remember my name forever.

Snowflakes that used to embroider the world in pure white, leaning gently in the air,

In a small forest where even the cold wind has frozen.

From this place where time, which had been busy walking, stopped for a moment and bowed his head, brilliant lights descended from the dark sky above the boy’s head.

From the body that had already stopped breathing, an inaudible beating was heard, and the dark hair color gradually faded and turned into a beautiful gray color.

The celestial brilliance that colored the heavens and earth wraps around the child’s body, scattering warmth and slowly permeating it.

Before long, the light secretly hid itself in the boy’s heart, and the stopped time began to flow again.

A boy who fell asleep dreaming of being embraced by his warm mother.

On the ground he lay on, three large and beautiful pairs of wings were embroidered.

– One day, don’t look forward to the day we meet.

Cryle Raynell.

One day it snowed.

The story of an angel and a boy in a small forest.