My Wife Is the Devil - My Wife Is the Devil chapter 122

#my wife is the devil (28)

“Why not here?”

Cecil tilted his head when he finally realized that the tentacles that had wrapped around the entire palace had disappeared.

“So that’s what I asked for! If you don’t know, who knows!”

Of course, Cecil’s absurd question was absurd for Enin, who had no way of knowing whether a high-ranking demon from the deep sea had risen to the sky or was extinguished to the ground.

“… … There was no way he could have moved on his own.”

Cecil, who later realized that something strange had happened to the entire palace, was engrossed in the abnormal reaction caused by the “Eve of the Night” in his heart, wet his reddish lips and opened his mouth.

“There is no such thing as a self-defining self. I’m just going to live my life in moderation, being ruled by other high-ranking demons.”

“■■■? What is it? Now, I can’t hear you well. I’m getting goosebumps or something?!”

At the true name of a high-ranking demon that no human could hear except for a very small number of priests such as Julius and Erman, Enin frowned and confided in his ears.

“… … That doesn’t mean it was expelled either. Even if you defeat them, high-ranking demons are immortal, so you should feel something. I don’t feel anything.”

lack of consideration

Well, it doesn’t matter. It’s not really about to die.

Fear of high-ranking demons imprinted on the instinct of the human species itself.

Cecil shrugged his shoulders once, seeing that even hearing his name caused an instinctive rejection.

“Like the Great Mountain Serpent, I have been mimicking a creature with low intelligence from the beginning, so it’s impossible to cast magic on my own. Magic is not God’s miracle. Even if it seems like I’m just writing, I can do everything because I’m a super-excellent demon.”

He also added useless self-pride.

“Unlike Holy Flame, magic requires thorough calculation and control. So you stupid, even if you become a demon, you can’t use magic.”

“I had no intention of becoming a demon in the first place! So, how the hell did those disgusting tentacles disappear? If you can’t use magic on your own… … ”

on the subject of demons.

Even as a high-ranking demon, a demon among demons, Enin faltered at Cecil’s words that he could not cast a single magic on his own.

To say that the demon who can’t use magic suddenly disappeared with a ‘bang’ means that another high-ranking demon had intervened.

It is also a demon with great skill that can wield anti-magic to move the tentacle demon that was attached to the huge palace building itself without a word.

“… … it’s obvious Something that could deceive even my senses and use magic to instantly move the same high-ranking demon. There is only one in the world.”

Demons but not demons.

A golden beast with an ugly ‘desire’ that eats up shining stars.

“Arnhill of dirty desire.”

Cecil bit my lower lip, naming the well-known foe, nominally the second high demon.

“Again, another strange word! Oh, can’t you? I don’t know what it is, but something bad makes me goosebumps.”

“Noisy. Complaints like you. You can’t listen.”

“… … Yu, if it was Julius, he would have listened like a rock.”

Enin kept her mouth out and mumbled, expressing her sadness.

Cecil grabbed Enin’s forehead, who was pretending to be friendly, and pushed his face out of sight.

“Kek- you are too much.”

Then, he focused on the fingertips of the magic that was expelling from his heart to almost infinity.

The magic you want to perform is simple detection.

Julius and Arnhill. And it was magic that would specify the location of Erman and Ketyl Hill.

By the time they entered the palace with Julius, the crowd was too much.

For some reason, it was enough now that the power was amplified by the half-power that suddenly caused an unknown reaction.

“Ansila. I will use magic from now on, so please help me.”

─I see.

In the shadows beneath your feet.

A workhorse who manages Cecil’s nest, which boasts a size close to that of a single world.

Ansila responded briefly to Cecil’s command.

“I just want to enjoy a close date with Julius. Why do you keep trying to ruin my happy life?”

… … Arnhill, you f*cking bitch.

Swallowing the insulting remarks that did not fit her dignity, Cecil raised the index finger of her right hand and gently swung her fingers in a circular motion.

“Wow, come. pretty.”

“Noisy Enin. Why is the Special Inquisitor admiring magic when he sees it?”

“Hey, you call pretty things pretty, then what do you say?”

“… … .”

A circle of dark red flames embroidered the air following the trajectory of thin fingers.

The circle about the size of a small disk stays there while waiting for the next command from the high-ranking demon.

It swayed a little while stuck in the air.

“Wow… … .”

“Enin.”

“Yes? Why are you calling me?”

Enin, who had completely let go of his doubts toward Cecil, looked at the circle of dark red flames embroidered in the air, exuding pure admiration, and then turned his head toward Cecil belatedly.

“You better bow your head.”

“ok? Why are you all of a sudden?”

“It’s hard to see a good look if you hit the magic that’s activated. Well, it’s not up to me to know whether or not the seungnyang who is aiming at Julius will die or not.”

Because this place is too close to Julius.

Evidence may remain.

“uh? What does that mean— ah!”

Before Enin’s words, which had been tilting his head with a bewildered expression on his face, could not be finished, he forcibly pressed Enin’s head down and sat down.

As if following Julius, Cecil raised his right hand with his sleeves rolled up.

Then, I flicked my finger lightly once.

──Damn!

Between her index and thumb, a small, golden flame, like that of Julius, burst out.

It was a signal to activate the detection magic.

aan—-!

One moment as soon as Cecil’s fingers flicked.

Intense golden flames burst out from the small circle that was fluttering in dark red color.

“Mom!”

“… … gold? It should be dark red, but why is it gold?”

“Well, what’s wrong? You evil demon! He says he’s good at magic!”

Enin, who had her head buried close to Cecil’s waist, looked at Cecil who questioned the golden magic, and tears welled up.

“… … It’s strangely similar to Julius’s flame.”

“Well, is there something wrong? Just cancel! Cancel!”

“… … It’s out of control.”

“If you can’t even control it, don’t use it from the beginning!”

“Well, there is a saying that couples look alike. It will be fine.”

“… … .”

After the irresponsible words of ‘It’ll be fine’, Enin lost his mind for a moment.

‘After all, the power of magic itself has changed. I can’t even control it well.’

… … I should refrain from magic that is not divine magic.

like that or not.

As Enin, who showed the obvious fainting of seeing the whites of his body, hurriedly removed it from his waist, Cecil stared intently at the circle that had begun to emit a golden wave.

“I smell Julius. Why does my magic smell like Julius?”

Usually, all of the devil’s magic had an ominous color.

Occasionally, magic that was activated by mixing divine power and magic was sometimes expressed in a mixture of white and black.

Generally speaking, the magic of the devil was to have an ominous color such as dark red.

There was no such thing as such a brilliant golden magic, at least as far as Cecil knew.

“… … Does the reason I keep getting stronger has something to do with Julius too?”

As she gazed at the magical circle emitting a brilliant golden light that did not suit herself as a lowly demon, Cecil smiled a self-helpful smile.

“… … I don’t want him to be harmed… … .”

Even though the magic of the same color as the one he loved had been manifested, the demon named Cecil felt worry and anxiety instead of joy.

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Maybe it’s not going to be a nuisance to the one he loves.

Whether it hurts him or not.

“… … I’ve already touched him enough. I can’t cause any more trouble here.”

Cecil made a mistake and blamed himself like a frightened child for fear of being scolded by his parents.

Underlying Cecil’s accident was the self-helpful perception that he was useless to Julius.

It was because she was constantly trying to force negative thoughts while digging into her tattered mind.

—Master. Now it’s over.

The foolish act of imagining all the worst that could possibly happen and blaming himself for the sins he didn’t commit came to an end only when the magical circles that radiated brilliant gold had faded and the palace corridors were once again chilled with tension and silence.

─Detective magic ended a long time ago. Calm down.

“… … result. What do you think.”

Feeling even faintly disillusioned with herself, who was trying to imagine terrible and sinister thoughts even if she was a little careless, Cecil opened her mouth in a low voice towards Ansila.

The twilight light of dawn, which was seeping through the cracks in the large window, slid haphazardly over her head.

─Erman-sama’s traces are cut off around the damaged throne.

“… … rest of it.”

─Ketthill-sama was found near the pier in the northeast of Dharkhana. Because most of the magic has already been exhausted. It will probably go dormant on its own if you just leave it alone.

Saint Erman disappears near the place where Julius fought Arnhill, and a high-ranking demon in the deep sea is blaspheming near the pier, losing his magic.

For some reason, it suddenly occurred to me that the situation was so ridiculous that Cecil covered his mouth and let out a small laugh.

“flaw.”

─… Then… … .

“It’s obvious if you don’t say it. It must be the sound of a dragon flying from the wharf, having eaten its tentacles and gaining vitality. Just ignore Tanahill. He’s just a flying fly that breathes strong fire.”

Seopyeon (西便) Cecil who treats a high-ranking demon with a vicious nickname, the evil dragon, as a fly.

It was something that could be called careless, so even a single word of stinging nagging could be put in my mouth.

Ansila simply continued the report mechanically without saying a word.

─… … If you already know, you are. Rather, it seems that something a little unsatisfying happened… … .

Because the last words to follow were words that could touch the evil of the devil Cecil.

As a workhorse, she had a very high level of awareness.

“… … Unfortunate… Work?”

Cecil’s forehead was deeply dented at Ansila’s words that something bad had happened to match the bad sound.

“Careful and start speaking. What happened to Julius?”

—Oh, no. It’s not like what happened.

“… … then?”

-Of course, it is a situation that can be easily resolved. A little… It’s a very provocative situation.

“Ansila. Not like you, you keep talking round and round. Why didn’t you even detect Arnhill?”

─… … .

At Cecil’s piercing remarks, the gigantic old-fashioned horse gently shut its mouth.

As Cecil, the master of great magic, said, her detection magic assisted by Ansila certainly did not detect Arnhill.

instead.

“Julius… Two people were detected.”

─… … Yes. you’re right. Your magic has detected that there are two ‘Julius Tafnel’ in the spiral palace. Unfortunately.

Naturally, of course, Julius didn’t know how to do clone magic.

There are no twins who are separated, nor can they multiply by splitting them in half like slimes.

He is stronger than anyone else in the world, but paradoxically, because he is a pure ‘human’ than anyone else in the world.

“… … ha.”

Therefore, Ansila’s words represent only one absolute fact.

“Arnhill, that naughty bitch. How dare you use my husband’s image as he pleases?”

Inside a palace on earth, modeled after a heavenly temple.

One of the two special Inquisitors is a fake impersonated by Arnhill.

Of course, it is only a trivial deception that will be revealed very simply if you synchronize with the amulet doll that is attached to the real Julius right away, or if you sharpen your magic as soon as you see Julius.

Giving it a name is an embarrassment to the extent that it is embarrassing.

however.

“Ansila. From now on, never, never figure out Julius’s location. Cut off the connection with the doll you put on him.”

With a bright smile that seemed to have disappeared like snow melted before.

Cecil gave an order in a low voice, as if whispering to Ansila.

It was a command not to discriminate between the real Julius and the fake Julius.

─… … Do you really need to?

Ansila briefly responded to the extremely irrational and inefficient command.

But even with that said, as a workman, she was determined to faithfully follow her master’s orders.

It was because he knew what the devil was thinking when he gave such a command to Cecil.

In fact, the reason was obvious.

“… … This is a great opportunity.”

The actions of the devil named Cecil Lionelta are only from beginning to end.

By originating from only one ’emotion’.

“A great opportunity to prove the innocence of my love.”

The name of that feeling, of course.

love.

“… … Arn Hill. Even though it doesn’t change that you’re the damn devil. In fact, I am always grateful to you.”

yes thanks

Because I was able to bond with the one I love.

And thanks to you.

Because I will be able to prove the innocence of my love again.

A world where neither the sun nor the moon rises.

Even God looked up at the dawn sky with his eyes closed, and recalled the benefactor of the twisted love that connected the two that would never have been connected, in a slightly excited voice.

Cecil finished his speech, timidly.

“Thank you, Arnhill.”

Thank you for sticking around for me until the end.

Thank you so much.

***

Tick-tock-

A corridor in the palace where only tension and silence permeated.

From the other side, the footsteps of the heavy man echoed slowly.