My Wife Is the Devil - My Wife Is the Devil chapter 83

– Julius, you must have chosen the wrong angel to serve.

A word that seeps into Julius’s ear while he is dealing with [Infinite], the power of the Jeepnel, even sweating uncommonly.

– Shouldn’t it have been Jeepnel’s representative, not Tafnel?

The Holy Sword, which was usually white and transparent like a piece of ice, was dyed finely in pink and chattering over and over again.

“… … .”

At the sight of the Holy Sword acting as if he could not keep his mouth shut, Julius narrowed his forehead and opened his mouth.

“You have to focus. If it’s nonsense, say it later.”

– No, look at this. This minister! How can you handle [Infinity] so perfectly? Even Jeepnel, the master of power, couldn’t do it!

“… … don’t keep shaking obstruction.”

Nerondir spit out a fuss. Every time the holy sword spoke, the sword god trembled, and the pink flames that came out of the blade also started to deviate from the trajectory they were supposed to go, little by little.

“… … ha.”

Julius finally sighed. Then, he took the power of the Jeepnell that resided in the holy sword and lowered his hand. This is because it was unlikely that satisfactory results would be obtained if the work continued as it is.

Awkward—

At the same time as Julius’s hand holding the holy sword went down, the blade of the holy sword, which had been dyed pink, regained its original color.

However, the flames resembling cherry blossom petals, which were not able to fill the entire church and were called out to the outside of the building, still swirled violently in a spiral at Julius’ command. It was a magnificent sight reminiscent of a storm filled with flowers.

– Wow, that’s really cool. I don’t know what you’re doing.

Even after pouring out so many flames, the words that flowed from the holy sword still had only a slight chill. It was a voice like an innocent little girl.

“… … .”

After hearing the words of the holy sword, Julius lowered the holy sword to the floor without saying a word. It was because the appearance of the Holy Sword exhaling admiration with an innocent voice at the subject that interfered with work was very absurd.

bang-

– Oh! What are you doing, take it easy!

“It’s a sword that never breaks, so it’s not a problem to handle it a little rough.”

– Technically speaking, I’m a lady, I’m a lady! If you are a gentleman too, you have to observe escort etiquette!

“… … Huh, lady?”

At the absurd remarks of the holy sword who called himself a lady, Julius let out a sigh involuntarily.

When Layra showed her aegyo and called herself a lady, she was so cute that she bit her nose. The Holy Sword just wanted to smash its nose.

“… … .”

– Well, look at what. Mr. Park!

“Twitter, no.”

Julius, who had been looking at the holy sword stuck on the floor without saying anything for a moment, clenched his tongue and frowned. No matter how much I looked, I couldn’t see a nose to blow a fist.

– What’s missing! OMG, you pervert!

“Nerondir, is there any serious way to shut your mouth?”

– There can be no such thing. If you’re going to resent it, ask your wife for letting me talk.

“… … .”

Julius was speechless when he saw the appearance of Nerondir, who now appeared as a hostile hostage. It was very reassuring when fighting Jeepnel, the angel of love, but after talking, it was just annoying rather than reassuring.

“You’re really annoying.”

Julius let out a self-talk, and turned his head to look around the view of the central church.

From the center of the lobby on the 1st floor, a small, sun-shaped mass of pinkish divine, floating in the shape of petals, constantly bursting with petals of flames.

The sparks protruding from the holy mass floated in the air for a moment, flapping like a butterfly, and then flew towards somewhere as if they had found their place.

Towards the procession of petals, spiraling upwards along the walls of the church.

“… … Still, it looks like you’re ready.”

As if in a dream, the dreamlike and mysterious scene was captured in my golden eyes, and Julius smiled with satisfaction.

-… … .

The holy sword, who had been looking at it from afar, swung my body while it was embedded in the floor, and asked a question to Julius.

– So what the hell is that?

“This is a preliminary work, for a full-scale investigation.”

– Pre-work?

At the words of the Holy Sword, who was asking a normal question for some reason, Julius felt a little satisfied and willingly answered the question.

However, despite his answer, the Holy Sword shook my body even more violently, as if it did not understand the English language.

Julius began to explain step by step, looking at the divine flames that flowed like a stream on the wall.

“Nerondir, do you understand why I used Zipnell-sama’s powers?”

-Aha! Now I know.

Although he hadn’t even started explaining yet, Nerondir opened his mouth with a confident voice as if he had already figured out the answer.

“… … Really?”

Facing such a holy sword, Julius opened his mouth with a questionable expression.

– Of course, so this is it.

“This?”

-Is this a surprise event for Cecil? like last night To be honest, I don’t like that bitch, but I really like this scene now! If I were a real woman, I might have fallen in love at first sight.

“… … You are really the same.”

In line with the sight of the petals of flames swirling around, Julius sighed and fed a small amount of honey chestnut into Nerondir’s sword’s hilt.

– Oh! I’ve never even been hit by Lionelta!

“Isn’t this because you keep talking nonsense? Anyway, this spectacle now is not an event for Cecil.”

-Are you so gorgeous and beautiful? To be honest, I feel like I want to have a painter from the royal family paint a picture.

The Holy Sword, who did not spare any praise for the sight Julius had created, tilted his body and turned his gaze upwards.

When the pink petals flowing down the wall reach the ceiling with angel wings, they begin to swirl like a whirlpool.

It is a sight that deserves the name of a superb view.

After enjoying the beautiful artistic sight of the flames for a moment, the holy sword stood up again and looked at Julius.

-Looking at you, it seems like you would have achieved great success even if you were an artist.

“I am not interested in anything other than using my body. If I had not become a priest, I would have walked the path of a knight.”

Julius waved his hand toward the holy sword that shone brightly as if illuminating his eyes, and after confirming that the mass of divine power he had created was functioning properly, he continued to open his mouth.

“This is the preparatory process for creating a pattern.”

– Float a pattern? Where are the plaster statues?

“No, it’s a pattern made by divine power, not plaster.”

To the question of the Holy Sword, Julius answered with a soft voice. He raised his finger and pointed to a corner of the church.

Sparks splattered from the flames flowing down the wall float through the air. If you look closely, you can see a human-like outline fluttering along the trajectory of the sparks.

-What is that. Are you a ghost?

The Holy Sword who looked at the scene together with Julius spoke nonsense involuntarily. It was a really stupid voice.

“It’s not a ghost. Those are just traces of the past.”

Julius said indifferently while holding the black hilt of the holy sword, which had traces of being damaged by Cecil’s power.

As he spoke, the outlines of numerous human figures began to emerge, following the sparks spurting from the divine flames that filled the entire church. More and more clearly.

– Traces of the past? So you’re saying these are all the clergy in the church?

“To be precise, it is the remnant of the divine power that resides in the body of the priests.”

Avoiding the remnants of the past that are slowly starting to appear, Julius, who began to walk towards the entrance of the church, continued to explain this strange phenomenon to the holy sword in a calm voice.

“Even when the priests do not use the divine power, they constantly release the divine power in a very small amount. unconsciously.”

– But what does that have to do with this?

“The divine power that flows out of the body like that leaves traces. The space itself.”

Having said that, Julius raised his finger toward the front door.

At the end of the finger pointing, the outline of a human, as if holding the handle of the front door and trying to open it, was blurred.

“And the divine power and the divine power have a tendency to cling to each other. Use this to spread the sparks of divine flames all over the church.”

– Can you see the traces of the priests left in the air with the naked eye?

“Accurate.”

Julius, who opened the door and stepped outside, nodded at the words of the Holy Sword. It made me feel better when Nerondir stopped talking nonsense.

-So why did you use the Jeepnel’s Flame?

The holy sword said to Julius, who had been breathing for a while, feeling the autumn breeze, which was less cold than the morning, perhaps because of the bright sunlight.

“For a simple reason, in order to see all the traces of the priests remaining inside the church, an overwhelming amount of divine power is required.”

After answering the words of the Holy Sword, Julius briefly turned his head towards the back of his back.

The pink petals swirling around the entire church building felt very nice.

“It’s definitely nice to see you again.”

-right? Am I right? because it’s cool

“After this is over, I need to get the ring quickly.”

-ring? Suddenly, what kind of ring?

The holy sword, which had pierced itself into Julius’s waist, rattled the white scabbard, and opened his mouth towards him.

“Of course, a wedding ring for Cecil. The jewels are made of blue jewels that resemble her eyes, and the wedding should be around the spring of the following year. It would be appropriate when the cherry blossoms bloom. I’ve always been interested in weddings that have always been modest, but I can present a proper wedding this time.”

– Look at this. You’re a priest, so why are you marrying the devil with such a happy smile? it’s crazy!

While wrapped around Julius’ waist, Nerondir let out an almost paroxysmal scream. However, Julius tapped Nerondir’s scabbard once and opened his mouth calmly.

“Don’t worry. Don’t invite me too.”

– What are you talking about, you idiot? You’re an angel’s agent, and that bitch Cecil is a high-ranking devil! That’s forbidden love! Break up, break up now!

“To bless our future so passionately, you are a better sword than I thought. Nerondir.”

– Don’t listen to your own taste!

While walking to the two-story house across the street, Julius felt a lot better as he answered the words of the Holy Sword that constantly chirped.

I just got the words out of my mouth. It felt like everything was already in place.

It felt like I was back in my newlywed days when I was making love to Cecil. Those days when we met each other’s eyes and kissed each other and lusted after lust seemed to be grasped at any moment.

“… … It might be a little dangerous to go back to Cecil now.”

Julius, who was walking towards the two-story house with a large crack, who had no idea when it was created, muttered meaningful words and turned to the left.

-Eh? What’s dangerous?

At that cryptic remark, the Holy Sword trembled and questioned the sword. It was a natural question for Nerondir, who did not know what Julius was thinking.

“If I go into that house now, I probably won’t be able to stand it. Maybe it will make the room ring.”

– Calling that crazy bitch? Why put up with such a good thing! Just do it! break up!

“… … .”

Hearing only the words, ‘Cecile might cry,’ he looked at the holy sword that was earnestly encouraging Julius, and he smiled softly without saying a word.

Even though I didn’t know what I was saying, seeing the holy sword that eagerly promotes the occlusion between the devil and the priest, I felt a strange feeling that is hard to describe.

– Just do it! break up!

“Yeah, I see.”

– Break up!!

Accompanied by the frivolous holy sword’s voice. Julius moved slowly, enjoying the cool autumn air.

It took some time for the traces of the priests who remained in the church to be fully revealed.

So, to kill time and to reconnaissance the enemy camp, he decided to take a short walk towards the Royal Palace in Darkana.

…and that decision kept Julius away from the terrible tragedy of tasting Chef Cecil’s food.

As Saint Telmere said, priests should always avoid lust.

After all, there was nothing wrong with faithfully following the words of the old saints.