#My wife is the devil (21)
There are a lot of hidden secret places inside the Rason Palace, which was taken over by the Great Evil Arnhill.
“Tentacle spawning room” where the eggs of wriggling tentacles are raised.
An “eye extraction chamber” that removes the eyeballs of servants belonging to the palace alive.
The “Hell’s House”, the dwelling place of man-eating goats raised as pets, etc.
Arnhill hid the terrible places that clearly reflected her bad taste in various places in the spiral palace using her special skill of dealing with space.
among them.
“It has been roughly a week since I came here. Now it is time to make a decision.”
“… … resolve? What decision did you make?”
“Escape, escape! What other decision do you have to make other than escaping from the current situation?”
A secret place hidden in the picture of the decapitated saint at the end of the hallway on the left, based on the lobby on the first floor of the palace.
Untimely shouts began to reverberate from the secret place to gather clerics with pesky powers, dubbed “The High Priest’s Waiting Room”.
“We are the priests of the Telmere Church. They are the chosen ones who have been entrusted with the duty of protecting all people from evil demons. I can’t help but sit there forever in a place full of filthy demonic energy!”
As the name of the place was called “The Waiting Room for the High Priest,” the inside of the waiting room was full of people wearing stereotypical priestly uniforms that openly advertised, “I am a priest.”
From the elder priests of the denomination who have grown old, to the young priestesses holding onto the hem of their robe, tearing their eyes from side to side as if anxious.
variegated.
It would be safe to call it a dozen or ten colors, but among the priests who were all too powerful for the divine power in their heart.
The young priest with sharp eyes frowned and continued his Japanese speech in a loud voice that was close to shouting.
“Doesn’t everyone know what the situation is outside right now? Unbelievable Erman has betrayed us and sided with the demons. It has been a long time since the capital has been taken over by evil demons called the High Demons.”
“… … .”
“Even the king of Liriam, who lived in the palace, died without us having time to use it. It means that the Kingdom of Liriam was captured in an instant by just one demon!”
Looking around at the priests, who were sitting in the corners or old wooden chairs, with calm expressions on their faces, the young priest, who seemed to have just entered the age of contract, tapped my chest as if frustrated and narrowed his forehead.
“This is no longer a matter of catching the devil or not. It means that the existence of the kingdom of Liriam itself is at stake! Even if you make some sacrifices. We must do it ourselves. I don’t believe in Taphnell’s agent, who has gone insane by being a bastard—”
While he was speaking, words that denigrate Julius came out of the young priest’s slightly angry mouth.
And as soon as the words fell, no, before they even fell. The facial expressions of the elder priests who had been quietly listening to the young priest a while ago were distorted all at once.
It’s like being blasphemed.
“That mouth! make it shut How dare you say something like a bitch to Tafnel-sama’s representative!”
The elder priests unfilteredly express their displeasure at the rude remarks of the young priest.
And out of all of them, a fierce anger erupted from the mouth of the priest who wore the oldest and most splendid robe.
One of the only ten elder priests of the Telmere Church, and an old man whose job was to download and record angelic revelations.
Written by Frederick.
The old man, who was reputed to be the strictest and strictest in the denomination, burst into anger at the insult to Julius that came out of the young priest’s mouth.
Even that wasn’t enough, he started spitting at him and even pointing at him.
“A ignorant little bastard who doesn’t know anything dares insult anyone! It’s only been about a month since I got my apprenticeship ticket, and it’s a rookie topic, what kind of recklessness is this against a special inquisitor!”
“… …ね. Isn’t that true! Julius Tafnell. Everyone now knows that Gechi has set foot on the path of heresy. Heaven knows and earth knows that I have been blinded by a demon in the form of my wife!”
The young priest flinched and trembled for a moment at the cry of the elder priest who was truly heavenly within the church, but he raised his voice by pointing to a place in the waiting room as if everything was going to happen.
ur-
The eyes of the priests in the waiting room were focused in the direction the young priest’s index finger was pointing.
-Even if you’re a demon, it doesn’t matter. ‘Cause I can’t breathe anymore without you So please don’t leave my side
“Didn’t you see Priest Frederick too! See here Inquisitor Julius Tafnel surrendering to the devil!”
The identity of what the young priest pointed out was a large crystal ball floating alone in the air.
A precious object in the form of a sphere that is too pure and sophisticated to be an object imbued with the devil’s magic.
Inside the magical crystal ball, which had an appearance that could be mistaken for a holy object at first glance, the figure of Julius whispering love to the demon clothed in the body of Cecil, the daughter of Saint Erman, was being reproduced without filtration.
—Kyaah.
—Wow, wow.
─I envy you. I’m really envious.
A desperate confession of love for the devil made by a priest with the name of an angel.
Admiration erupted from the mouths of the priestesses whose cheeks were stained bare at the sight like a masterpiece that was immoral and yet somehow pathetic.
“I can’t stand here trusting only an elite heretic inquisitor who is blinded by the skirts of the devil pretending to be my wife. Even if some sacrifices will follow. We must do it ourselves!”
“… … .”
“Fredric! Now you have to open your eyes! Julius Tafnel is no longer the guillotine of the Lord as you knew it!”
The young priest, who had only been a full-time priest for a little over a month, expressed his opinion to the elder priest, showing off the spirit of a man of his age to the fullest.
His opinion, at first glance, seemed unreasonable. In fact, most of the priests except for the elder priests (except for the young priestess who were distracted by Julius’s face) seemed to agree with the young priest’s words.
however.
“under!”
“Hey, what an arrogant sound.”
“It seems that the prestige of the Telmere Church has also fallen to the ground. The hierarchical order has not been grasped at all.”
“Do you know that the name of a special heretic inquisitor is something like winning money at a gambling board? Even if Julius had been here, I would like to test if he would have been able to talk like that.”
The other elder priests, who had been watching the whole scene with their eyes, turned their heads away from the young priest, smirking as if they were not even worth talking about.
“… … This guy dares.”
When he reached Frederick, who had been working hard on Julius for a while, he had the momentum to shoot a sword at the young priest.
“Everyone, why are you all here? Did I say something wrong! Isn’t it so obvious that he is a traitor? By the way-“
“That mouth! Can’t you shut up!”
The young priest was moved by the incomprehensible sight of the elder priests, who showed a near-ignorance attitude even though he had clearly said the right thing, and tried to make a defense with a frown on his face.
However, his words did not persuade the elder priests, but rather only incited their anger, and Frederick, who had been shaking his body in anger, finally exclaimed and raised his right hand.
But at that very moment.
“now. Let’s make it there. What’s the use of fighting between us? Priest Frederick, and a young friend there. Let’s calm down. Yes? What would you like to have a drink with?”
A large, well-trained hand, which was hard to believe that it was an old man’s hand, was on the verge of stroking the young priest’s cheek.
Between Frederick and the young priest, abruptly – an elderly man with white hair swept back.
“profit! Vickige or Brookin! You have no speed! You don’t get angry when you see a boy who is as good as a son being insulted by a blue-eyed kid!”
Frederick, who had failed to slap the young priest’s cheek because of the sudden appearance of a man standing in front of me, shook his hand several times as if resenting his lost right hand.
after that. Somehow, he began to raise the heat again, shouting the name of the man who exudes a loose and relaxed atmosphere.
“Well, it’s not entirely wrong, isn’t it? And, as Priest Frederick said, this friend is still young. Instead of trying to force you, you have to think about persuading them step by step and calmly. Why is a grown-up being so angry?”
Frederick’s face was ripped open as if he had become a steam locomotive.
The elderly man, who was called by the name of Brookin, waved his arms a few times as if to calm down, smiling at the angry elder priest.
“Doesn’t it look like I’m not angry right now? A guy who doesn’t even know the current situation is running wild on his own and it’s not enough to blur the atmosphere, so he even spit out insulting remarks towards Tafnel-sama’s agent. If it wasn’t for an emergency right now, it would be rude not to have anything to say right now!”
“If it wasn’t for an emergency, I wouldn’t have said that in the first place. Don’t get angry all the time, just watch over me. I’ll tell you something nice and nice.”
“Oh, great! Keep an eye out! Even a guy with a yellow bud like that needs to get a little bit right to wake up!”
“Ouch! Just calm down.”
Apparently, the old man’s Nucksal had enough charm to silence the wrath of the elder priest.
The only priestess in the village of Kent, who with all her body blocks the muscular body that is not suitable for Frederick’s age, who vomits anger at a young priest that makes him feel a little puzzled. Brookin, whose whereabouts were unknown after handing over the alcohol bill to Emily Lidina, broke out in a cold sweat.
‘… … When I got home, I was told that I was a dog high school student. Ever since he ran away after hitting Emily in the head, nothing has really worked out. What kind of hardship is it because you have one wrong friend and one child?’
The hometown of peace-filled hearts, so boring that the biggest incident that occurred in 10 years was the return of Julius.
Recalling the golden wheat fields of Kente village, Brukin secretly swallowed his tears.
“Oh really! Stay out of the way for a second!”
“Why do you keep doing this? Let’s say it in a nice way!”
“You’ve grown a lot, Brookin, huh? Are you trying to match me just because I haven’t seen you in 10 years?”
“What the hell are you so mad about? It was Julius who was insulted, but why did Priest Frederick– Baht! How old am I to slap you in the head— billions!”
*
“… … Now, can you calm down a little?”
Special Priest Brukin.
His real name is Brukin von Liram.
A man with the title of Special Priest, a title that can be received by many of the highest ranks among priests, just like the Special Inquisitor, who is the apex of the Inquisitor.
Twenty years ago, the protagonist of the Holy Demon War and well-known as the adoptive father of Julius Tafnell, the strongest heretic inquisitor, was now obsessed with the urge to return home with great enthusiasm.
‘… … Whoa. I’m really This is something young people do. I got caught between Julius and Erman, and it was just like having a hard time for nothing.’
For him, who had already passed the age of retirement, the great case of a high-ranking devil or a fallen saint was too heavy, even if it were too heavy.
If it hadn’t happened that Julius, who was like his own child, had returned dead, he wouldn’t have been locked up in the tentacle-filled palace like this and cooperating with the old priests.
In any case, because of his curiosity, I intervened in this kind of thing for nothing, only to be disappointed.
Seeing the face of the elder priest, who had been blushing, slowly cooling, Brookin secretly let out a deep sigh.
“… … Eight! Now I don’t know either. Whether you want it to be roasted or roasted, do whatever you want!”
“haha! Okay. Aren’t I the one who makes education amazing again? Please trust me.”
“education? Does the child of a guy who is good at education do vandalism like a meal? I’ve been arguing over the name of my Super Inquisitor, but that doesn’t mean I’m very fond of Julius. If that lesser bastard hadn’t been raped by Erman’s girlfriend in the first place, this crazy thing wouldn’t have happened! tt The world is just too simple.”
have you been bullied? Wasn’t it raped? Julius? a guy?
“… … ?”
At the shocking information that his son, who was like a golden child, had been raped by a woman, Brukin blinked blankly for a moment.
-bang! bang! bang!
Well, Brookin is embarrassed or not.
Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
Meanwhile, the writer Frederick, the elder priest, hurriedly went back to his seat, as if simmering in boiling water.
Now, the only people left are a young priest and Brukin himself who are still beating my chest as if it is unfair.
Turning his head toward the priest, whose mouth was drooping as if he had something to say, Brookin smiled again.
“I’m embarrassed to show this ugliness. You’ve probably heard it before, but I’ll introduce myself again. First of all, they say that he is a Brookin priest who is in charge of the special priesthood in the Telmere Church.”
Unlike the elder priests who just ignored people like dogs, the young priest scratched the back of my head and grabbed Brookin’s hand as he held out his hand with a very casual smile.
“My name is Oscar, the second priest of the denomination. It is an honor to meet Priest Brukin, the denomination’s first-class priest-“
“And he’s also Julius’s father-in-law. Nice to meet you! haha!”
“… … And I want to apologize for the rude remarks.”
Oscar, who had just become an official priest for less than a month, realized again that the person he was holding hands with was famous as the adoptive father of Julius Tafnel, the protagonist of his recent short hair.
And the fact that he is a legendary war hero who killed 100,000 demon legions together with Saint Erman 20 years ago.
The dragon was far and the tiger was near.
Oscar was the one who poured out his words to Julius, who was not right in front of him, but it was difficult to keep his mouth shut towards the war hero who was holding hands with him right now.
“… … I, I mean-“
“I know, I know. I must have said it because I was bored. If a person is locked up in a closet like this for a week, does his temper get worse and he gets exhausted? Well, it was a little rude, but isn’t it the privilege of young friends like you to have such a lively appearance? It’s hard to yell like that when you’re old.”
“… … Thank you for your understanding.”
Pang- Pang-
“I would say I understand. If I’m really sorry, I’ll give Julius a wedding present later. haha!”
A little while ago, where did the spirit of fighting against the elder priests, who could be called the power of the denomination, go?
Brukin patted the priest’s back, wiggled his fingers and licked his lips, and laughed softly with a meaningful smile.
Then, naturally, he put his arm around his shoulder and began to walk.
Even in the waiting room, towards a remote place where people are not very popular.
“Did you say Oscar? Now that we have a relationship like this, let’s have a serious conversation for once. You and I, don’t you have a lot of questions about each other?”
Still full of dissatisfaction, Brookin raised the corner of his lips slightly, calming Oscar’s heart, which was still full of dissatisfaction, but he couldn’t speak because he was in front of a war hero.
There have been quite a few events lately, such as being homeless because of losing money or a bag while traveling, or being imprisoned for a week when suddenly meeting a demon while doing research at a church that went straight to the capital after entering the capital. There were many, but in the end the man named Brookin had only one purpose.
A fallen saint who has given orders to ‘be silent’ throughout the Kingdom of Liriam, and is using high-ranking demons in the capital to do something terrible.
Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
Measuring Erman’s ‘real purpose’.
That was the only reason the old, retired priest of the village of Kent had set himself to the distant capital.
And we needed information to infer and be sure of its real purpose. Information from a third party who looked at this situation from an objective point of view.
“… … Yes, good.”
Whether it was because his mouth was itching to resume his Japanese speech, which had been interrupted due to Frederick’s yelling a while ago, Oscar quickly accepted Brukin’s offer.
Feeling the spirit of the young priest, who had suddenly regained his energy, Brukin also nodded with a satisfied smile.
“Then shall I ask you a question first? I haven’t been able to sort out the question yet. In the past, I used to play detective games with Erman often, but because I’m old, my brain doesn’t keep up with it like it used to.”
As if in trouble, Brukin said as he pressed his index finger on my temple.
“… … Well then, let’s go ahead and ask.”
The elder’s permission to open his mouth first.
Unlike the elder priests, the young priest Oscar slowly opened his mouth, blaming himself for his immorality, for swearing at Julius a while ago, at Brukin’s kindness, who was polite and kindly yielded his right to speak even to a novice priest like himself.
“To put it bluntly, why doesn’t everyone leave this place? My humble head doesn’t understand at all. It would be-”
And the question that came out of his mouth was a cryptic question that would make the listener tilt their head.
“Are you trying to say, ‘We’re not really locked up?’ Well, from your point of view, it’s just weird. I understand. It’s strange how the Elder Priests don’t even try to get out when the subject is still locked in an open door.”
However, Brookin was just calm despite Oscar’s elusive question.
That wasn’t enough, it was as if he knew the question Oscar was going to ask from the beginning.
Brookin even naturally took over Oscar’s words.
“… … you’re right. That’s exactly what I wanted to say.”
Looking at the elderly priest with a smirk and a glance, ‘Is this question correct?’
In fact, that was the reason why he had written a rudely rude mischief toward the elder priests a while ago.
‘Why don’t you try to move on a subject that is not even locked in?’
The brain theory of the novice priest, who had only been officially labeled as a priest for about a month, could not comprehend the abnormal behavior of the elder priests.
“Definitely suspicious. You can get out of this place just by moving ten steps backwards right now. Beyond not wanting to go out even if you die, you’re blocking it so that no one else can get out. Isn’t that something that a crippled person would do?”
Brookin said as if he fully understood the feelings of the young priest.
Oscar nodded enthusiastically to Brukin’s words and continued.
“Yes, that’s it. Isn’t it really strange? I can go out just fine. Right now, our main enemy, the devil, is roaming outside the hallway, and he’s just sitting there in this shabby closet. Then he said, ‘Julius Tafnel will take care of the matter, so I’ll wait here so as not to disturb him.’ Lani, this is beyond negligence and can be called blasphemy. It is something that elder priests of the denomination should not do.”
As the name suggests, “High Priest’s Waiting Room”, where the most elite priests of the Order, including Brukin and Oscar, are currently located, there was no device that prevented the priests from escaping.
As an exception, the man who becomes Julius’s greatest ally and becomes his teacher and father. Only Brukin is forcibly tied to this place due to Arnhill’s power “Scheduled Harmony”.
This is the reason why it was called a waiting room rather than a prison.
In other words, the reason why the clerics with the strong divine power that the Telmere Church boasted could not move to help Julius was purely because of the ‘wait order’ given to them by the denomination’s elder priests.
The energetic novice Priest Oscar was just about to burst into disrespectful rage towards the elder priests.
At Oscar’s extremely logical and common sense answer, Brukin’s head nodded spontaneously.
“Yeah, that’s not going to happen. That’s not going to happen. It is impossible for a priest to close his eyes when he sees an evil evil.”
“… … Of course, if it were normal, the elder priests wouldn’t have put anything like that on. I am also a priest of the Telmere Church. It means that you are well aware of the great power of Special Inquisitor Julius Tafnel and his overwhelming inaction. If it were normal, I wouldn’t worry about it at all, and just like the elder priests said, I would have been waiting here quietly. But now he—”
“I’m blinded by one girl and I’m crazy. Is that what you want to say? He wouldn’t be a great man enough to hear the saint’s daughter say, “What’s wrong with a girl?”
The corners of Brookin’s eyebrows fluttered slightly at the words ‘he’s crazy now’ that came out of Oscar’s mouth again.
Ten years ago, she was a demonic woman who captured the heart of Julius, who had been worried about whether she was s*xually orphan.
The first thing that Brookin recognized after he moved to the capital, the real identity of the devil that he saw as if passing by at the market in Kente village.
The only foster daughter of Saint Erman.
Cecil Lionelta.
Recalling the name of a woman who had been dead for a long time, who seemed very closely related to Erman’s ‘real purpose’, Brukin spoke in a small voice, as if he had in mind that his voice might leak out to the elder priests. I opened my mouth.
“If it’s Cecil, then I’m a kid I know a little bit about. I was there when Erman picked up the abandoned child in front of the church. Because my little brother is the one who brought life back to life after Elania’s death. I was thinking thank you. Of course, even though I never imagined that the child would have grown up and connected with Julius.”
“… … It was not meant to insult the dead, even Julius-sama’s wife. But now she-”
“I know. The fact that that child passed away 5 years ago. The current Cecil is just a mimicry the devil performs. But do you know that, Oscar? The demon that resides in Erman’s woman is not the kind of silly demon we are familiar with. Once upon a time, they were the masters of great magic who competed male and female with the archangels. The mimicry they perform is something beyond simple imitation. Did you know?”
“… … no. I didn’t even know that.”
Oscar’s eyes trembled slightly at the secret information that only a few members of the Telmere Church knew, including saints, that flowed out of Brookin’s mouth.
“And now, those great masters of magic have been released from the world beyond the seals by the hands of my damn best friend, Erman.”
Looking at the nursery rhyme reflected in the eyes of the rudimentary priest, Brukin began to speak again in a low voice.
“By the way. Don’t you think it’s too quiet?”
“… … its sillent?”
“A long time ago. The total number of high-ranking demons sealed by Saint Telmere is 24. And twenty-four high-ranking demons freed by Erman’s hand. The seals that imprison high-ranking demons are organically connected, so if one seal is released, the other seals will also loosen and be released in a chain.”
“… … So now the capital, the palace. Isn’t this the way it became? It’s already noisy enough- !”
Seeing the incident where all the people living in the capital were thrown into a palace wriggling with huge tentacles, you said, ‘It’s too quiet’.
At Brukin’s words, which were as bizarre as the elder priests’ orders to stay in the closet together, Oscar’s voice rose for an instant.
“now. let me calm down If you raise your voice too high, the elder priests won’t let you go this time. If the bastards bite their teeth and try to punish you, I can’t protect you. Anyway, they are the elder priests of the Telmere Church. At least there is no one in this room who can stand up to them unless it’s Julius.”
“… … sorry. Let’s be careful.
Of course, Julius, Kryle, and Thalia. Brukin, who had experience raising three angels’ agents from a young age, was very skillful in calming Oscar’s excitement.
“Hmm.” As Oscar’s voice increased, the gazes of the elder priests were also focused on them for a while, but seeing Brukin scratching the back of his head like a fool and bowing his head, the elder priests soon turned away from the young priest, who could not find any courtesy. turned attention
“… … phew. Even though they are over 100 years old, they have such bright ears. I almost fell off.”
“… … .”
“So, what did you say? Did I even tell you that Thalia was kicked by Julius on her birthday and ran away crying?”
“… … Isn’t it too quiet for a high-ranking demon to be freed from its seal? you said until But, who else is Thalia?”
“There is. A representative of a sad love who could not achieve love. Well, I have nothing to say about Thalia, so I’ll move on. Back to the point.”
After shrugging once, ‘The joke is over,’ Brookin continued by tapping my temple a couple of times.
“As I said a while ago. The current Liream is quiet, but it is too quiet. You may be saying that you don’t know much about the existence of high-ranking demons, but in essence, a high-ranking demon is a being who must prepare for the destruction of the kingdom. Well, in the case of Liriam, the story is a little different because there are so many strong priests, but if 24 of them were released, the result would be the same.”
“… … Surely, if there were really 24 of those demon-like bastards who used the nonsensical magic that attacked the central church.”
“It is easier to devastate the little kingdom of Liriam than it is to brew tasteless coffee. But Erman didn’t. In other words, the destruction of the kingdom is not his real purpose.”
Perhaps now, Brukin’s words were beginning to be understood, and Oscar’s head, with a slightly stupid expression on his face, nodded slowly.
And the fragmented information scattered in Old Priest Brukin’s head also slowly began to be put together.
‘The fall of the kingdom… It wasn’t either.’
Erman’s true purpose was erased from his mind, an assumption he had doubted, Brukin nodded slowly.
“… … So where have all those high-ranking demons gone? Didn’t Priest Brookin tell you? There are a total of 24 high-ranking demons. But in the palace where we are now imprisoned, only-”
“Only four. A demon with the body of Elania, Erman’s lover, who left that damned crystal ball here.”
Recalling the demon he encountered at the central church that robbed his real sister, Brukin held out his index finger.
“Combined with this disgusting tentacle demon that devoured the entire palace, and the greasy-looking demon who roamed the hallways and guarded. Two guns.”
Even now, remembering the Great Evil of the Deep Sea with disgusting tentacles wriggling at the feet of Brukin and Oscar, and the Great Evil with huge, bizarre hands patrolling the palace corridors, Brukin also showed his middle finger and middle finger.
“And, even the devil with the body of Erman’s woman who died in favor of Julius’ gritty confession in that crystal ball. There are only four in total.”
-Don’t worry, even if the elder priests won’t accept you. I’ll take care of everything. If you clench a few fists, everyone will recognize you.
—Yu, Juliusu~♡ Joa. too young
─… … .
─♡
Pointing to the floating crystal ball in the corner of the waiting room, as Oscar had done before the elder priests a while ago, Brukin showed off all four fingers, except for the thumb, in a splendid way.
Of course, ‘I’m like that ungrateful bastard!’, ‘The yellow buds are very similar to Erman!’ It didn’t look like much because it was the background of a very comical scene where words like that were popping out from among the elder priests.
“Then, the rest… Where the hell… .”
“This is just my speculation, which is close to fiction, but most of the demons except for a few high-ranking demons are probably in human bodies.”
“… … Human, are you talking? Why the hell did you think that way?”
“It sounds like you are in a very good mood.”
“mood?”
Brookin said that the disappeared high-ranking demons would have turned into humans.
At the words of the old priest, who gave an outrageous answer, ‘You look very good,’ for that reason, Oscar had no choice but to tilt his head.
No, who the hell do you think you’re in a good mood for? Where are you in a bad mood? Could it be that I am wasting my time because I am enamored with the old man’s words?
With one absurd remark, the impression of Brukin in Oscar was changing from a great war hero to a senile old man.
As Elder Priest Frederick said, I think I’ll have to get it right before I can come to my senses.
“I’m not senile, so don’t look at me with those eyes.”
Perhaps he had pierced through the mind of the young priest, who was imagining that he had only said a vague word, and Brookin narrowed his eyes and glanced at Oscar once.
“… … no.”
Of course, that was enough to change the habit of a one-day dog who couldn’t control his blood.
After watching the eyes of Oscar, who was suspicious that the man in front of him might be an old man with dementia, change in an instant to those of a docile and polite young man, Brukin continued with a mischievous smile again.
“What I meant to say was about the elder priests. Hey, didn’t you ask me before? Why did the elder priests give such an absurd wait order?”
“Yes. That’s definitely what I was asking.”
His continued words were certainly very logical and sensible to be the words of an elderly person with dementia.
Oscar nodded his head, brushing off the ‘Brunkin’s dementia theory’ that he had held in the corner of his heart.
“The elder priests are basically a people who love teasing more than anyone else. They are also people who hate breaking traditions and beliefs more than anyone else.”
“… … .”
“In short, it doesn’t make sense. Even though I saw with my own eyes Julius whispering love to the devil, Julius protected the child so zealously.”
“… … .”
… … !
Obviously, it didn’t make sense.
The denomination’s special inquisitor, a man with a duty to take the lead in slaying demons above anyone else. To take his side even though you clearly know that you have violated the taboo of love with the devil.
A little while ago, the appearance of the elder priests including Frederick exceeded the level of strangeness. It was enough to evoke a strange horror beyond strangeness.
A cold sweat dripped down Oscar’s cheeks, realizing how strange it was, even if it was late.
“The elder priests have lived a very long time, with the youngest being a hundred years old. And what if a person lives for such a long time? There’s bound to be at least one person who wants to revive at any cost.”
“… … Then, then.”
“To be honest, I still have no idea what Erman was up to. But only one. If there’s anything I’ve learned from the week I spent in this tentacled palace… … .”
As if he knew that he was even an aspen tree, with his arms wrapped around Oscar’s shoulders, sweating profusely and shaking his body.
Julius’ adoptive father and teacher. A man who is Erman’s close friend and Cecil’s father-in-law.
former royalty. Brukin von Liream smiled mischievously and quietly slurred the tiny fragments of Erman’s grand scheme.
“He has no intention of destroying the world.”
There’s no way someone who doesn’t think enough to destroy the world can prepare for the aftermath.
Bumping his purple eyes full of divine power, Brukin leisurely engraved the faces of the Elder Priests into my mind.
this week. After spending their lives in voluntary confinement in the tentacle-covered palace, they were all smiling happily in a strange way.
And a young priest who knows nothing. When Oscar insulted Julius, they were enraged.
As if he had been insulted.
“After spending a long time in the priesthood, I have come to think this way. ‘A perfect lie is no different from the truth.’”
Perhaps, they made a deal with Erman. Instead of interfering in this matter, I ask that the most precious being they lost be revived from the dead sleeping in the cold coffin of the dead.
Erman would have accepted the deal, of course.
The Elder Priests will recover the precious ones they lost. Higher demons can be freed from the void that has constantly tormented them by becoming human. Erman himself will be able to proceed with his own plans without a hitch.
It’s only a trade-off. A perfect transaction with no one in it.
“… … Finally, there are only two left.”
The one who benefits from this ridiculous deal.
And the saying that no one sees the thread was not only applicable to the elder priests, high demons, and Erman.
“Julius. and… … .”
Cecil, Cecil Lionelta.
Inquisitor and High Demon.
There is no one who can stop the love between the two of them, which can never come true, and which should only end in ruin.
The elder priests who will declare them enemies of the world have already become accomplices in their destiny. Needless to say, a high-ranking demon who would have completely mimicked a human.
In other words, if this event ends well, they will receive the official protection of the Telmere Church.
This is the same as saying that there will be no bad days in the future. The protection of the Telmere Church is the same as receiving the protection of the entire kingdom of Liriam.
“… … Man’s greatest weapon is lies. It’s a word you often used to say. I believe. You won’t harm Julius. You wouldn’t have abandoned the cute daughter you raised so dearly.”
That is why the war hero simply sits quietly, leisurely, with his arms around the shoulders of the young priest, watching.
When he was young, he saved his life countless times. The kingdom that was in crisis was rebuilt again and again.
Because he believed in a saint who was more demonic than the devil, who had an awesome plan in his head.
“Now, it seems we have to change.”
The love between the Inquisitor and the devil is because from the bottom of my heart I hope that the ending of this absurd story will end in happiness.
So as not to ruin the end of the stage, just quietly, behind the scenes, the perfect ending they create.
I decided to keep an eye on it.
