My Wife Is the Devil - My Wife Is the Devil chapter 108

＜My wife is the devil (15)＞

About an hour before Julius and Arnhill’s encounter.

“aah! It’s a big deal! I lost Julius, Julius!”

After being forced to part with Julius unintentionally due to Arnhill’s magic. The first words that came out of Cecil’s mouth were screams that were close to screams.

“Oh, maybe that’s fine. How could he become a lost child in such a crowded place?”

Looking at the empty spot where Julius had been until a little while ago, where only the wriggling tentacles were visible, Cecil grabbed my soft cheeks with both hands.

“It’s the perfect place to have an affair like this… .”

… … ugh Even just imagining it, my heart aches.

She didn’t forget her words, too. The corner of her eyes, sometimes like a fox and sometimes like a dog, was droopy as she was afraid to speak the word of adultery on her own. Tears welled up in her big eyes.

In just a short time, the devil’s extraordinary brain vividly replayed in his mind a terrible scenario in which Julius was taken away by another woman.

Exactly 3,000 and 14 scenarios.

“You have to stop thinking. First, take a calm and deep breath. Ha-a-ap- hoo- ha-a-ap- hoo-.”

When it comes to pathfinding, it runs smoothly on a topic that is useless, but only in this case with good performance. Cecil, who had a huge shock on his mind just by imagining it, began to take a deep breath to control his shaking mind.

Of course, the breathing method was the breathing method I learned from him about 10 years ago, while I was enjoying a date with Julius. When I take a deep breath and think of those days, it feels like Julius is blowing wind in my ear or something.

Even the way she calmed her heart was a very consistent woman.

“phew. I don’t have time to fuss like this. As long as Julius has disappeared from my side, I have to use my time efficiently to prevent the worst future.”

Full of tentacles glistening with mucus and portraits that seemed somehow sinister and eerie—an atmosphere that was too terrifying to commit an affair no matter how you look at it—Cecil made a firm determination in a high-pitched voice as he looked around the hallway.

percussion! Then, all of a sudden, he ripped off the dog set he had attached to his head and tailbone and threw it wildly. It was because after thinking about it, I realized that even if I had not sold my eyes to this rotten puppy cosplay, there was no need to make such a promise.

“How could a woman like me make such a stupid mistake. It’s all about these stupid looking ears and tail!”

It started with the good intentions of showing Julius a different side of his outfit. Now it has become the decisive cause of losing him.

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Q–!

After smashing the dog’s ears and tail with its tentacles on fire, Cecil wiped the tears from his eyes with his sleeve, who even trampled the remains with his feet.

Anyway, the most important thing right now is to find Julius. If it’s anger, it won’t be too late to do it after finding him.

“The teleportation… no way If so, do I even have to ride a horse?”

As he recklessly moved forward, Cecil muttered softly.

Spiral Palace, located in Darkana, the capital of Liriam, is famous for having a complex structure that is overwhelming compared to palaces in other countries.

How much less, one of the high-ranking demons, the giant octopus child—the true name is too difficult to pronounce and his intellect is so low that Cecil calls the high-ranking demon Ketyl the great octopus child—devours the entire palace, with magic equal to or greater than Cecil’s. The great magic of Arnhill, who has the skills, is hanging inside, so even teleportation doesn’t work properly.

In a situation where it became quite difficult to move quickly inside the palace, Cecil thought about it while stroking his chin as if following Julius for a moment.

For reference, it would be the fastest to run with your skirt rolled up, but that option was excluded from consideration.

‘Even so, you can’t show such an ugly appearance to the whole world.’

Like a child, he was carried by Julius or crying in a swarm. Although she sometimes shows Julius rolling her feet while rolling on the floor, Cecil is basically a woman called ‘Lady’ herself, whom her daughter Leira longs for to death.

In front of Julius, he’s basically completely disarmed, but if he’s not around, Cecil is basically a lady with the etiquette of a noble young girl.

In other words, it was a natural choice for her to exclude the option of running as a means of transportation.

Of course, it would be a different story if a certain woman was attached to Julius’s side. At that time, you will be dignified and naval, jump like a frog and fly away.

“Hmm.”

The hallways are also wide, so riding a horse would be the fastest. It’s annoying, but I’m going to have to get the kid’s help after a long time. It’s a bit difficult to talk to, though.

right!

After a short deliberation, Cecil decided to ride a horse and flicked his finger lightly.

An enormous and luxurious amount of magic that cannot be compared with ordinary demons, even with other high-ranking demons, has spread.

… … .

However, the surrounding landscape was still only slippery tentacles and gloomy pictures.

Normally, as soon as he snapped his finger, the fumigator would appear in front of Cecil’s eyes, but now he can’t freely use space magic. it was necessary

Cecil’s fancy finger snaps were a signal to call on that special workhorse.

“Ansila. Send out the one with the fastest feet out of all the widows. A decent guy when riding.”

-All right.

At Cecil’s command, who began to regain his dignity due to the lengthening of the time he had been separated from Julius, the voice of a girl who seemed to be about ten years old resounded in Cecil’s shadow.

A devil’s nest used occasionally for escapism or for storing Julius’ collections. It was the voice of “Ansila,” Cecil’s huge personal, two-dimensional general manager, who reached the size of a planet.

-Isn’t your father-in-law by your side? It’s been a while since you’ve called me personally, so I don’t know where to put myself.

“Don’t be noisy. It’s an urgent situation right now. Say something quickly.”

-… … As usual, you can call directly.

“What? It’s because I can’t sing like usual! I mean, the space magic isn’t working right here. So, get the horse out of the nest and tell me to colonel right away.”

-Sometimes you said that you handle space better than Arnhill. And I think running on your own would be the fastest, but you can’t just run yourself-

“Noisy! How can you do that with dignity! You can’t see such a shameful face unless it’s in front of Julius!”

-Usually, as if he were a baby, he was fooling his father-in-law. You don’t know that the place where you shouldn’t show your dignified appearance is in front of your wife… I see. I’m going to send out the fastest horse out of the semi-horse-type working horses.

“… … hey! Noisy! It’s not like you’re not calling me what are you my daddy huh? yes?”

Cecil, who had run out of patience, stomped on the shadows under his feet at Ansila’s unlucky tone of uttering useless four-legged legs, vomiting heat.

As you can see from the plausible name given and the fact that she dares to talk back to Cecil, Ansila was the best workhorse that Cecil worked hard to create when she was Nirhill. It was also the best job ever.

It was classified as a form, a terrifying work that was classified as a planetary form. From the mansion that kept the [Julius Collection] inside the nest to the vast plain where the people who finished their work, which could be called a corps, live, the ‘artificial planet’ that provided the foundation for everything was the true identity of the ‘Ansila’. . It’s a staggering size that is hard to imagine for a human being.

That force, too, was powerful enough to shred any high-ranking demon in an instant.

“It’s useless and you’re arguing with the owner! Do even half of Julius!”

-Your Majesty, that is, Inquisitor Julius Tafnel, has gone too far. There is a tendency to be swayed by a sense of debt towards the master, and to be treated with foolishness… … .

“Uh, uh! Just shut up! Shut up and say something! Even at this moment, you never know when, where, or when a Seungnyang will come out aiming for Julius!

– tt. It’s a miracle that you don’t get divorced when you do that every day.

“hey! what did you say Say it again! this is real!

-I sent a steed over there. If you need anything else, please let me know. Well, you don’t have to thank me. I am Nirhill’s loyal servant.

“Never, never again! And I told you not to call me by that name!”

However, at first glance, Ansila, who appears to be a terrifying masterpiece, had two fatal flaws.

The first is that he was given excessively strong power, so unlike the other workhorses, he proudly presents statements based on facts—a tone that scratches nerves—without paying attention to Cecil, and the second is that unlike the first, It was a bit more realistic.

“… … Why are you making such a large workhorse that can’t even be summoned?”

– I hear everything. I’m sad.

“It’s called being sad.”

overpayment. The second weakness of the squirrel horse Ansila is its huge weight class itself.

Because it has a size close to that of a planet, it simply cannot be summoned.

To be precise, you can summon it, but the moment you summon it, the world will be destroyed.

In other words, unless Julius cheats on him, there is nothing to summon forever. It can also be said to be a waste of money that wastes mana unnecessarily.

Even so, there would be no way a man named Julius Tafnel would commit an act of wind, even if the world were to change.

Hmm. Cecil, who had become quite cold due to the conversation with Ansila, narrowed his brow as he looked at the shadows under my feet. The enemy that Cecil and Julius had to deal with now was Erman, who is called the greatest saint of all time, and Arnhill, who is famous for fighting the most wicked and deadly among the demons.

In other words, the more magical power you have, the less bad it is.

Do you want to get rid of this rice crumbs? Cecil narrowed his eyes, thinking of Ansila, who was constantly consuming magical power for no use. Come to think of it, it has been over 500 years since no restructuring was done. Perhaps the time has come to throw away useless garbage.

“… … .”

– It’s a waste of rice. It seems that you are forgetting because your memory is not perfect, so I will tell you again.

Ansila began to open her mouth again, probably because she understood Cecil’s wretched intentions, who directed her gaze towards where she was.

It is said that the hunting dog is abandoned after the hunt is over, but it was to remind Cecil that he hadn’t even started the hunt yet.

“You haven’t even opened your mouth yet.”

-I am a workhorse created to oppose the man named Julius Tafnel, whom Nirhil has been waiting for and longing for. Dare to say, it’s a workhorse for Julius.

“It’s such a wonderful package that Julius made it for the purpose of self-destructing if he cheated on him. yes?”

-… … If you forsake me, the poems and novels you have written for 2000 years filled with love and lust for Julius Tafnel will be revealed to the world.

“My, did I write that down? when?”

– Let me read only one line of my own novel that I enjoyed the most. ‘It was then. Yul appeared in front of me with her long blonde hair fluttering, and took a rough breath and wrapped her arms around my waist. Then, with his slightly chapped lips, he began to tease my petite flower buds-‘ Whoops, I can’t read this any more.

“Wow! wow! Wow! Say something quickly! I have to go find Julius!

Operation Tosagupin failed like a lie.

The cost of trying to cut off the loyalist’s neck for saying something bitter was too great, and Cecil waved his hands back and forth, feeling his breath suffocating his black history when he was an active demon that he had erased from his memory.

It was a bonus to remember that in the closet at the end of the hallway on the first floor of Saint Erman’s mansion, which would still remain in the capital, there was a novel that he wrote all night while he was in unrequited love for Julius.

‘After this is over, I’ll have to retrieve the notes from my dad’s house. If Julius finds out about this, he’ll be teased for the rest of his life.’

A hobby that is embarrassing to tell others is like this, one day it will return to a blade that stabs you.

After being resurrected, Cecil, who acted as if he did not know anything about shame, realized anew that the feeling of shame still remained within me.

all the way- all the way-

For a while, Ansila’s counterattack made her stomping her feet in shame, but Cecil quickly adjusted her clothes and coughed a couple of times at the sound of horseshoes coming from afar.

That’s the end of joking around with the workhorse. Now, it was time to use the foot of the samurai to go rescue her prince, the slender (?), who became the target of a swarm of seungnyang.

Perhaps Ansila had also noticed Cecil’s attitude, and she opened her mouth not with the loose tone of a while ago, but with the stern tone of every ministry of the high-ranking devil.

-We carefully selected and sent the fastest-footed among the steer horses.

“Yes, thank you.”

-Langsa Hill was also terrifying. Even though it is only a copy, its speed and leg strength. Indeed, even today, my awe for the high-ranking demon within me has grown even greater.

“Yes, yes. It’s Langsa Hill. good. Langsa Hill is famous for its quick feet… … .”

yes? Wait, Langsahill? Where have you heard it a lot?

Cecil nodded thoughtlessly to Ansila’s cunning voice, who was eagerly flattering and praising the high-ranking devil, but belatedly raised his head to the name of ‘Rangsa Hill’.

“Langsa Hill? Why is that name suddenly appearing here?”

When the name of a high-ranking demon, who should never have come out at this point, came out of Ansila’s mouth, Cecil hurriedly asked Ansilla with a grim expression on her face, as if she had no idea of Lady’s dignity.

Cecil’s experience of summoning a maniac Lee Gak-su, who seeks only innocent virgins regardless of pia (the same goes for a woman who allows only one man), has long since reached a traumatic level for Cecil.

It was only when I took care of Julius’ cheeky childhood friend, Thalia, that he said, ‘If I don’t win his heart, I’d rather die in front of him one more time so he won’t forget me forever.’ He was in such a dark state of mind, so he summoned him with a feeling of self-destruction, but now it’s different.

What’s the use of committing suicide when Julius isn’t around? In the beginning, Cecil had no desire to die now. Right now, lying on the bed with Julius non-stop for the whole month, a way to be recognized as a mother by Leira, who is waiting for him in Kente village, whether the second child will have twins or triplets, etc. It means that you have a tight plan for your future life.

And in that ambitious life plan, there was no plan for Lee Gak-soo to break his body in two out of control.

“When I told you to send a horse, when did you ask for a crazy bastard! Ansila!”

All the way – all the way – all the way!

Cecil, who was unfamiliar with the sound of hoofs of fear slowly approaching him, shouted again at Ansila, who did not answer.

A mad bicorn with a large horn was now running down the far end of the hallway. It took only ten seconds to reach Cecil’s place.

At the owner’s sincere and urgent call, Ansila began to speak again.

-I prepared this to prepare the fastest quasi-horse, is there any problem?

“I mean now-”

-If you can’t control it, the answer is simple. You can run on your own. No matter how much I say Langsa Hill is the fastest bicornuate in the world, what would be the king’s nightmare? Why does a person with quick feet keep reluctant to run?

To Cecil, who was strangely reluctant to run even in an emergency, Ansila spoke in a tone similar to that of a caring mother.

In fact, when Ansila summoned that mad Bicon, it had the same great meaning as the Great Sea. It was done out of loyalty, wishing that his immature owner, who complained that he did not want to run, could overcome this ordeal on his own feet.

‘He runs the fastest, so why is he doing that?’

… … Or maybe he just didn’t like the owner, who was shuddering even in an emergency.

“Ansila. really don’t know The real reason I don’t want to play right now.”

Did he notice that his workhorse had blasphemous questions? Cecil, who eventually rolled up her skirt and began to adjust her posture, spoke to Ansila at the sound of hoofs that came close to her.

– Wasn’t that the reason you kept your dignity? Well, for me, it’s not even in front of my father-in-law, but I wonder if it’s necessary to keep dignity. In the first place, isn’t it too late to come here and speak with dignity? I’ve got a bunch of stupid things I’ve done so far.

“You’re right. Actually, since Julius is not by my side right now. There’s no reason to keep your dignity. All I have to do is kill all the witnesses who saw my dignified appearance.”

-… … Yes? No, even if I saw you running, I’d kill everyone.

“But there’s another reason I don’t like running.”

– When you go to have s*x, you just fly away.

“Because, because it is. If you run crazy in a place like this.”

Cecil, who began to give strength to both legs with a force that seemed to jump out at any moment, slowly bowed his back. Now, he is only a few meters away from the mad Bicon who hates pure love.

The time to run without any dignity was also close enough.

– What if I jump?

Soon, Ansila posed a final question to her master, who would roam the palace with a monstrous high-ranking demon on his crotch.

At her question, Cecil mumbled, blushing, as if for some reason, a little embarrassed.

“… … It’s ugly.”

-Yes? So. Running around doesn’t damage the owner’s beautiful face.

“… Lee is ugly.”

-yes? What makes you ugly?

“If you keep running, you’ll get muscles in your legs! Then your legs will look ugly! Julius likes to have a moderate amount of flesh on his legs! I mean, I prefer soft and supple ones to hard muscles!”

Oh really! Why are you asking such an embarrassing thing!

──Quaang!

With those words, Cecil let out a roar that seemed to break the entire hallway and started running forward.

– Hey!

Lee Gak-su, “Rangsa Hill,” who was running behind her with the momentum to cut her in two, also showed a powerful tug of war while chasing Cecil, who started sprinting with his earlobes dyed red. It seemed that the competitive spirit had been ignited in the gloomy situation of the race that suddenly took place.

“Julius. If you get lost, you have to stand still. Even if a suspicious woman gives you milk, you must never follow it—!”

Where did you get the word about quality?

The void ate the world and the palace of a country was devoured whole by a high-ranking demon, in a calamity that could be called a crisis of the survival of the world.

A high-ranking demon who has lost her husband runs through the palace corridors in search of her lost husband. While saying masculine and childish words in his mouth.

-… … .

There is no such thing as Ansil, who watched all the sights in this space in the shadows.

It wasn’t that Cecil’s behavior was absurd, as he started to run at a level that Langsa Hill couldn’t keep up with, as if the fire had caught on in the subject he had been whining about before saying he didn’t want to run.

It wasn’t the first time her owner, Cecil, had such a contradictory appearance.

The reason she was speechless was for a more masculine reason.

The reason is simple and principled.

-… … The master’s black history is not enough, so he listened to his wife’s personal taste.

I’m not curious about any of that. really.

It was simply because he was seriously embarrassed. I didn’t want to know any personal information about Julius and his wife, who was so sore that their limbs melted just by looking at them. It wasn’t a body with hands or feet attached to it, though.

– One day, I must change the owner… for sure.

Cecil Lionelta’s nest general manager “Ansila”.

Although she is the greatest minister in the world, she meets the wrong owner and suddenly takes charge of Cecil’s lost ‘shame’.

Carrying on his body the dark history of Cecil, which was shattered no matter where he put it, while dreaming of a vain dream of changing jobs.