My Wife Is the Devil - My Wife Is the Devil chapter 106

＜My wife is the devil (13)＞

In retrospect, that was always the case.

Nara, a human being, was only a plausible appearance.

The first guillotine of the Lord, or the great Inquisitor who will go down in history.

Not a person worthy of being called such a fancy name.

He was just a weak loser.

‘Julius… You must survive. You are the chosen child. Because he is a child who is loved by an angel.’

Never look back and only look forward. I’m making a promise with my mom on my pinky finger. Understand?

Words from a woman who can’t remember her face or voice anymore.

Julius Tafnel is a human’s first memory, his first life’s ordeal. It came with the terrible scent of death emanating from the corpse.

The era of madness when the devil chewed human flesh, craved the corpse, and pointed a spear at the family.

In the middle of the Holy Horse War.

It was an overly ruthless place for a young child to begin life.

‘… … Uh, Mom.’

‘run! I’m running, Julius! Never look back!’

– Whoa!

‘Come on, run!’

A woman’s hand pushing the back of a small child.

Younger than the current Leira, around the age of five, I faithfully followed my mother’s words.

A dark, soggy, eerie shadow opened its mouth wide, and I turned my back on the demon and just ran desperately.

– Quad Duk!

Ignoring the sound of something being crushed from behind.

I just ran and ran and ran.

step by step–

The cheap cloth shoes were torn, and a cold wind blew hard on the little face. The surrounding scenery disappeared into the other side of the field of vision without even being noticed.

Come to think of it now that I have grown older, maybe I had my eyes closed at that time.

‘Ugh. Ugh. Huh.’

I was afraid to die, so I kept running.

His breath took to the tip of his chin, and his nostrils were filled with a musty smell.

Both feet had been swollen for a long time, and her tiny legs were only forced to move by an unbearable fear.

It must have been really lucky that he didn’t fall down along the way.

In the midst of running away from the approaching death like that.

Finally, I was met.

that made me who I am today A benefactor who saved the life of a weak child who had no power.

‘Come on, take my hand.’

ok baby you are safe now

I met Saint Erman Lionelta.

Apparently, he succeeded in surviving in a place like that hell.

‘… … .’

… I wish my mom would come with me.

Of course, he didn’t feel any relief, joy, or achievement for surviving.

No, I didn’t.

The emotions that filled the small chest of a child named Julius were not such positive ones.

‘I lost.’

I’m just losing

The sense of helplessness and frustration I felt at that time is still clear today.

In the first ordeal of my life, I have been defeated gracefully.

The memory of that time when I just ran endlessly like a defeated dog stays in the corner of my head, evoking a constant compulsion to this day.

Looking back, it seems that it was then that I became obsessed with winning.

To lose means to destroy something precious.

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Quad Duck.

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Quad Duck.

So I vowed not to lose again.

I vowed not to lose my precious things to anyone.

Of course, it was impossible for the nerd’s promise to be kept so easily.

*

Since childhood, which was humiliating.

Sometimes I used to mistake myself for a strong human being.

‘Julius. You are the pride of our Telmere Church.’

The denomination’s elder priests praised my power.

‘He would have grown up even if he had been a knight. Even now, there are no knights who can defeat him with swordsmanship.’

The comrades who completed the training camp together clapped their hands as they watched my swordsmanship and martial arts.

‘If he commits treason, how long do you think it will take for Darkhana to fall? By the time you eat breakfast and smell the coffee, the owner of the spiral palace has probably changed. Maybe the maids of the palace desperately want that to happen.’

The members of the royal family of the royal palace and the small and small dignitaries trembled in fear day and night when they remembered me.

‘I’m glad he’s not interested in swallowing. If he puts his mind to it, where is the woman he can’t let him down? Perhaps my wife, if she hears his clear voice, will happily dance with her skirt lifted.’

People on the street felt envious of my charm.

‘Jealousy is an emotion you feel only when you are with the same person. By Julius, it’s already a natural disaster. Humans don’t feel jealous of a tidal wave. I just feel fear.’

When it came to my woman, the men who had Cecil in mind, I didn’t even care.

They didn’t even dare to covet mine. They naturally realized how miserable and meaningless it was to compare themselves with me.

‘Julius Tafnel is the egg of the egg.’

In this way, the people of the world saw me and called me Naan.

Instead of feelings of jealousy or envy, I felt infinite awe and terrifying fear.

‘… … Shall we go flower viewing with Cecil today?’

Well, with it or not, my head was just full of Cecil.

Unlike when I was young, now I am strong enough. ‘Cause I’m strong enough I thought I could make something precious.

I only knew that he was a man who could keep my woman in order.

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‘As of today, Julius Tafnel. I have appointed you as a special inquisitor of our Telmere Church.’

‘Do not become someone in the name of the Lord. I will do my best.’

I became the representative of Tafnel, the angel of faith, and obtained a powerful force that no other demon could overcome, and I ascended to a place that no one had ever reached before.

Even the lowly demons who chewed and swallowed the mother who couldn’t even remember her face were burned to the point of being burned with just one glance.

To the extent that the devil who slaughtered thousands of armies cries when he hears my name.

When people think of a special inquisitor, the first thing that comes to mind is ‘Julius Tafnel’.

‘Julius, Julius has appeared! Executioner Julius has appeared!’

Hurry and hide before the head is plucked alive!

As a child, the little child who ran away from the fear of the devil is now called the Executioner by the demons.

‘Come on, hide yourself in the shadows. At dusk, a mad interrogator will appear looking for prey.’

‘Oh, Julius. Even ferocious demons become arrogant girls when they stand before him.’

The low-level demons that couldn’t be abandoned didn’t even dare to compete with me, so they rushed to hide their darkened bodies in the shadows. The minstrels sang of my bravery and faithfulness over and over again.

So I thought of myself as a strong human being.

I swore that there would be no more trials that could stand in my way.

Of course, it was just the arrogance of a young kid, and it didn’t take long for me to realize it.

*

‘You know, Julius. Julius doesn’t like the wind, right?’

‘Cecil, why are you doing this again? Did something happen that you didn’t like?’

‘Yes. no. nothing. It’s just that I didn’t realize that Julius became my husband.’

‘What’s the reason to write something like wind? There is no woman prettier than my wife.’

‘Yeah… Unlike in the past, I’m ugly now…’

‘What’s wrong with being pregnant? I just want to look good. Such words are not good for prenatal education.’

‘I’d like to have at least 10 children. By then, I will become an aunt.’

‘At that time, I might have become a mummy.’

‘Unlike Julius, he will age quickly.’

‘When I become a Hoho grandmother, I will carry it with me.’

‘And… and again.’

…to die before Julius.

‘… … .’

I see Cecil will die before me.

But, well, there’s enough time to fill and overflow.

until the end comes. I will love you with all my might

So, don’t worry too much. washroom.

‘… … yea, I got it.’

I love you. Julius.

‘I love you too.’

… … .

The one and only woman who would not be wasted even if I gave my all.

The newlywed life with Cecil was not just a happy time.

To be precise, ‘I’ was only happy.

Worry and anxiety about the future were long gone. Drunk by the immense power in my heart and the praises of the people, I acted as if I had become an almighty god.

The word arrogance was probably the word prepared for me at that time.

However, it was not a washroom.

She was a woman far from arrogance.

She lived her newlywed life, whispering love in my ear, but with deep anxiety in the corner of her heart.

Even though he had won the love he so desperately wanted, he was crushed by the fear of losing it.

‘… … .’

In such a room, I was just watching.

I thought time would solve everything.

Because he has the power of an angel, even though we can’t grow old together.

Walking by your side as you slowly grow old, crying out for unchanging love.

One day, decades later.

If I close my eyes with you as you breathe out your last breath.

you were happy

I thought I could prove that your love wasn’t wrong.

‘Yu, Julius. Me, I mean.’

I don’t want to die.

I couldn’t give you even a little happiness, let alone a proof.

The last look of Cecil reflected in my eyes, the last face.

It was a face covered in tears and terrified.

‘… … .’

Only then did I realize

That I wasn’t a strong human being.

That I, as a human being, is constituted so as not to be able to overcome trials.

No matter how strong one’s own power is, getting stronger Even if I will become stronger again.

The fact that I’m just a loser who can’t protect a single woman.

Realized.

‘It was just an unfortunate accident. Julius, so don’t blame yourself too much.’

The fact that Cecil’s death was an unfortunate accident was my only excuse for not ending my life.

Even now, even that excuse has gone in vain.

***

– Quad Duk!

A small boulder stuck in the shoe’s foot is crushed.

An unpleasant sound resounded throughout the throne room, and Julius ended his thoughts for a moment. He wiped away the helplessness that had soaked his entire body.

“… … .”

He slowly pulled his gaze upwards, looking down at his feet.

“Julius. Calm down for now. huh? yes?”

The white-haired girl who shakes her hair here and there is constantly babbling. There was fear and impatience on his face, as if he had seen something terrifying.

It was a situation where he should not move hastily, so he was concerned that Julius might commit an impulsive action.

Regardless of this or that, in the end, the Holy Sword was the only one who used the most rational thinking in this place.

“… … .”

“Julius. please calm down Killing her now is not a good choice.”

“… … .”

“Julius! Calm down!”

However, the voice of such a holy sword did not reach Julius. It just flows by like a wave, like a cold wind blowing from somewhere.

His head had long been filled with anger, and his eyes and ears only contained the figure and voice of a woman who sneered at him while holding the scepter.

“…Cecile was murdered.”

hard. Biting his lower lip, Julius opened his mouth toward Arnhill.

It was the first word he spoke after a moment of silence.

“yes. right. i killed it How was it, was it really that bad? Is not it?”

Looking at Julius, whose body was shaking so that his slowly boiling anger could be seen, Arnhill happily nodded.

Then, with his eyes twinkling, he began to boast proudly that he had killed Cecil.

It’s like asking for a compliment.

“I mean. You seem to have a knack for deceiving someone. It’s only natural because it’s a demon.”

“… … Cecil’s death was an unfortunate accident. It was just a coincidence-”

“Ahh. Julius, Julius, Julius.”

In order to somehow regain reason, Julius tried to deny the fact that Cecil had been murdered.

However, Arnhill did not allow such denial of Julius. He sighed at his foolish efforts to somehow contain his anger.

“Do you really think such a coincidence exists? Is it really a coincidence that such a horrible thing that the power of an angel resides in the fetus, ‘at least,’ happened to your wife?”

no no no

There is no such thing as a coincidence.

Arnhill said as he slammed the floor with the scepter in my hand. Declaring that there is no such tragic coincidence in the world.

“I did it all, Julius. From your meeting with Cecil to the death of that poor girl. All of that is the result of my hands.”

He had an unbelievable force that could not be killed unless he had to kill him.

It was a ploy to kill you.

A woman named Cecil Lionelta was nothing more than a tool to kill Julius.

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Quad Duck.

“… … ”

Oh, I can’t take it any longer.

Immediately after, the sound of something breaking reverberated in Julius’s head.

A small echo that no one but him could hear.

I’ll kill you.

The last thin strand of reason holding onto his footsteps…

… It was shattered to pieces.

aan–!