My Wife Is the Devil

“Are you here, Jeepnel?”

In the middle of the battlefield that smells bloody.

The boy, clad in thick silver armor, with a spear in one hand and a broken sword in the other, bleeding from his head, bowed his head carefully toward the great angel.

A soldier of the rebel army and later called the greatest saint.

Telmere took a heavy step towards Jeepnell, the noble angel who looked at the dead bodies with an indifferent expression.

“… Ah, Telmere. Little boy, do you have anything to do with me?”

As if everything in the world was boring, she took her eyes away from what was once annihilated by the flap of her wings, and touched her black hair, and looked at the little boy standing in front of me with her eyes narrowed.

An attractive boy with blonde hair.

Telmere, who was chosen by her older sister in this war and was the first among the insignificant creatures on earth to accept the power of an angel.

So what can he say to me?

As if finding an interesting toy, the angel gently points his head towards the little boy with his eyes shining.

Looking at her with overwhelming beauty and perfect beauty, Telmere blushed and took a step back from Jeepnel and bowed her head.

“…I am very sorry, Telmere, a servant of a trivial god, but I have something to say to the angel, so I am here to meet you.”

“What do you say… to me? good night. It looks fun, so don’t be silly.”

An angel of war and prophecy, who raised his white, thin hands and giggled.

In front of her, who had abandoned her name as the Angel of Kindness, lamenting about the world that had lost love and kindness, Telmere took a deep breath and then let out a loud, cheeky sound.

“Great angel, no matter how heresy, I don’t think it is necessary to kill them with more cruelty than necessary!”

“… what? I have listened to you in person to tell you how pleasant it is, but your cockiness soars to the sky over the trivial subject.”

Frowning her brow at the young boy’s cheeky remarks, she stared at the little girl named Telmere for a moment, then turned around and slowly tried to leave the place.

If it wasn’t for the boy’s voice coming from behind him again.

“Isn’t Jeepnel an angel of love and kindness? In times like these, we humans need your kindness and love.”

So please, calm that wrath, and with kindness and love, draw fools to Rom’s side.

A boy with blonde hair who is prepared to die, kneels down and speaks to an angel.

She stopped walking at the words Telmere vomited as if she was vomiting blood, and she slowly turned her head to look down at the foolish child of God.

“Why don’t I show mercy and love? For a simple reason.”

Because your human races aren’t worth it.

With those words, the angel adjusted his clothes and disappeared as he walked through the battlefield, vibrating with the smell of rotten blood.

However, Jeepnell, who secretly watched Telmere kneeling there and praying for himself until the sun went down, the rain fell, and the sun came up again, shook his head with a sigh that came out of his mouth.

I couldn’t quite understand it.

No, she must have been broken somewhere since she was born.

Jeepnell, the angel of charity and love.

Her heart was empty, as she was more compassionate than anyone else and had to care for the little ones with love.

There is no charity and no love in it, so what do you mean to give?

Even when the angel of faith flew over the boy’s head, who was constantly praying for him, Jeepnel could only stare at the foolish boy from afar.

***

“Women’s fight. Isn’t it really fun to watch the drama of a love affair with love?”

Oh, was the reason for the mission to be a demon Buddha? Whoops.

A beautiful woman watching the two women fight with a relaxed smile.

No, looking at the three pairs of wings that extend out from the waist, like a work of supreme art, she seems to be an angel.

Jeepnell, the angel of charity and love.

Not like her who likes to descend loudly, she had to come down to the ground carefully, humiliatingly watching the devil, and she was in a very bad mood now.

It’s not enough to take such a heavy step because of the devilish demons who are weakly stained with evil and can’t come to their senses.

Although he didn’t say it verbally, Ginadi was the only angel in the life of a long angel who could be called a friend.

Saint Telmere.

The angel, who looked down on the priest who had defiled his name, who should be holy forever, slowly but gracefully lowered his feet on the void.

-bang!

The graceful movements of angels that cannot even be compared to the movements of the kingdom’s top dancers.

However, the void land on which the fine feet had stepped on it cracked and shattered itself before the majesty of the heavens.

“Inquisitor Julius Tafnel. The sin that fell into the whispers of Nirhil, a special devil who dared to break the supreme heavenly law and seal it. Roman’s second daughter and an angel of charity and love. I, Jephnell, have come to punish you.”

Emitting a celestial brilliance, arrogantly but gracefully staring at the corrupted Inquisitor, Jeepnell proudly spreads her wings.

An incomprehensible, explosive brilliance, in which each feather is woven into a thinly stretched mass of divinity.

There was a person who quietly but neatly corrects his posture at the majesty of a violent angel who would sit down at any moment due to the loss of strength in his legs.

His name is Julius Tafnel.

The devil in love, the Inquisitor, who was tainted with the madness of love more than Cecil, bowed his head neatly to the heavenly being who came down to punish him.

“May the glory of Rome be with you. Heresy Inquisitor Julius Tafnel sees one of the supreme celestial pillars, Jephnel, the angel of mercy.”

“Your unscrupulous attitude that makes you proud even though you have dared to enter the path of heresy. Don’t appreciate that arrogance.”

“… arrogance. It’s not even worth it.”

Even though he’s a clergyman, he seems to be showing good manners.

If I tell you I’m going to kill my wife who is fighting and fighting with a girl with dark hair from afar right now, would I be able to flirt with that much?

The corners of Jeepnell’s lips twisted strangely at the thought of a bad idea.

“Until now, many people have closed their eyes to you. Brookin, Emily, and even Kryle. Everyone took pity on your love and closed their eyes to you and Cecil.”

However, I cannot close my eyes on your behavior.

I am the angel of charity who administers the heavenly law.

All things in the world must be equal under the Roman law.

“… … .”

“All demons in this world are beings who must eventually disappear into the void under the name of Heaven. Even if its shell is your wife. As Tafnell’s representative, you should have burned the demon in its entirety.”

“…Yes, that must have been the right posture as a priest.”

Julius bowed his head with a bitter smile.

However, from his fist, which was slowly clenched, a pale golden brilliance was leaking out.

“Stop doing useless things, no matter how rare you are to surpass Taphnell, you are not very compatible with me, don’t you? Please stop the foolishness of starting a fight that will never end.”

“If you try to harm my wife, I will gladly jump into that never-ending fight.”

With an expressionless face, the flame of belief begins to erupt from his heart slowly, but as if a huge wave is coming.

The corners of Jeepnel’s lips twist even more bizarrely as they see the strongest power that Taphnell is proud of.

yes, that’s how it should be Isn’t it the charm of a mighty enemy by rolling their heads?

A pink brilliance secretly reveals itself from her black hair like ebony and from her dark eyes, which are like beautiful jewels emitting light in a contradictory way.

Jeepnell, the angel of charity and love.

Her hair and eyes, which had been hiding their color due to the power that is always expressed, regain their original pink color, and her hands, with their wings shining in the light of cherry blossoms, flutter provocatively.

“Come in, Tafnell’s representative. Let me ‘educate’ you today, who runs wild without knowing the fear of the world.”

The strongest man who shines with gold alone in a world that is all pink.

Julius Tafnel remembered the two women who secretly swallowed their saliva and were sparring and fighting behind my back.

Cecil and Thalia.

The fight between the woman he loved and his sister whom he cherished like family was a more terrifying problem than an angel who immediately came to punish him.

When I confided all this to Emily Priest.

She accepted all of this without hesitation.

In the same image as the loving mother who raised herself as a child.

However, Thalia is different. The child hated the demon who had taken everything from her, and was trying to kill her with contempt for Cecil in the present situation.

‘It’s okay, honey, women sometimes fight like this.’

Against Thalia, who ignited hatred and drew out the powers in her heart, Cecil smiled leisurely and gracefully walked towards her.

Then she said just one word to her lips.

‘Get that filthy body out of my husband’s eyes!!!’

The black magic that soared explosively took the form of a fist, and the black fist was thrust into Talia’s face, which had completely transformed her powers into glossy pink hair.

Then, a melee battle ensued.

The two women, uttering unspeakable abusive language towards each other, pierced their fists as if to death, and rolled over the void.

Julius, who saw the slaughter of his beloved wife and his family-like sister, hurriedly moved to prevent the fight, but had to stop at the sight of the angel who was looking down on him.

“You seem to have a lot of trouble, as expected, my choice to bring Talia was not wrong.”

An angel of charity who laughs at the anguished priest with a fishy smile.

The inquisitor, who had now completely escaped from his heart and watched the golden flames burning with the force to set the world on fire, glared at her and spoke.

“It’s like this on purpose. Because I know I can’t touch Thalia.”

“Yeah, no matter how powerful a being, such as the first sword of Liriam, if you were crazy in love, you would be willing to burn an innocent person for my wife.”

So, I brought another woman you can never touch.

The child you loved as a family, Thalia.

It was a slaughter play of a girl who looked like her own sister and her beloved wife, wasn’t it a play worth watching?

Jeepnell, who is called the angel of charity and love, has an evil smile that cannot be thought of as a hair.

Julius, who looked at her like that, bit his lips to the point of bleeding, and vomited out words towards the Zipnell.

“…were you not an angel of charity and love? But now you look like you deserve to be called a devil rather than an angel.”

His agent is beaten by a high-ranking demon, and the hope of a slender woman who only wished for happiness begins to be trampled on.

Jeepnell, who was happily watching the ugly fight between the two women, turned and answered the foolish priest.

Unlike in the distant past, when no answer was given.

“The devil… yes, I might look like the devil in your eyes.”

“… … .”

“It’s ridiculous that I don’t know any kind of love or kindness. I tilt my head when I see the unconditional warmth that your mother’s mother shows to her children, and laugh at a man who is willing to sacrifice himself for a woman.”

“… … .”

“To me, demons and humans, all are equal under the name of Rom. Julius.”

It’s just things that can’t be thrown away the same way.

A light pink light spreads out like petals blooming around her, and the angel’s wrath begins to pour down on the poor man who has corrupted the name of his only close friend, Telmere.

A pink flame bursting out toward Julius like petals flying away.

Julius’s shoes, who were glaring at her with his eyes wide open, let out a small but cheerful sound,

The golden waves that burn all things are raging wildly and devouring the angel’s flame.

It’s clear that there are ways to think that you have an advantage,

Called the strongest inquisitor, he could not even turn his head toward Cecil and Talia, but only continued to stare at the angel in front of him.

“Hmm, sure. You are such a man that it is embarrassing to be called a beauty. To wield a power stronger than an angel with a human body, the existence of you becomes even more questionable.”

“…Stop it, you can’t beat me. Saint Telmere also said to avoid meaningless fights. I just want to live a peaceful life with my wife…”

“That is a peaceful life. It’s impossible, so it would be better to wake up from your dream.”

She brushed off the golden flame that rushed to her as if it was going to devour her own body as if it were dirty, and smiled bitterly as she looked at the interrogator who uttered weak voices in front of her.

“…even if all the heavenly beings tried to kill me and my wife, I would definitely be happy with her.”

“No, no, no. You don’t understand me at all.”

“…what are you talking about?”

Jephnell, once called the angel of war and prophecy, bestowed heavenly wisdom on Saint Telmere.

Her mouth, which always tells the right answer, slowly opens, and the cruel truth begins to shake the mind of the Inquisitor.

“I guess you want to say, ‘Not all demons are evil. At least for my wife Cecil, she’s not evil.’”

“… … .”

“Well, you might be right, but. Unless, as you say, the high-ranking demon races are all evil despite their names.”

Why did we try so hard to seal them up?

Unexpectedly, the pink petals blooming from the man’s side suddenly burst, and Julius, who was inadvertently concentrating on the words that came out of the angel’s mouth, hurriedly turned to avoid the flames that were about to rip off his side and hit the ground a few times. the wheel rolled

“Ttt, the leftovers.”

“It is forbidden to be vigilant. Tafnell’s representative. So, how far did you go? Ah, yes, why we desperately tried to seal them up.”

“…the reason, it must be reasonable.”

Julius slowly got up, and the sight caught his eye was Cecil flying off after being hit in the stomach by Thalia’s fist.

The inquisitor, who felt unbearable anger at the current situation, looked at the angel, and Rom’s second daughter spoke softly towards him.

“They attract the evil around them just by breathing, walking down the street, and making love. It doesn’t matter if the high demons are truly evil or not. There’s only one thing that matters: they just cause chaos in the world.”

His golden eyes trembled greatly at the words that his beloved wife would do harm to the world just by living and breathing. However, Julius lowered his head, clenched his fists, and took a deep breath, and was determined not to be broken.

“…even if…even then, I would never give up Cecil.”

“Yes, you are such a man. It is truly a sublime love.”

The angel shook his head and sarcastically at his selfish words that he could not give up his wife, even if he summoned evil and threw the world into chaos.

After all, there is only Germany that will cloud the spirit of the existence of love.

The angel of love, who does not understand the feeling of love, was determined by looking at the heretic inquisitor Julius Tafnel, who would gladly put the world at risk for love.

Also, he’s dangerous. Even if Tafnell unnie will be sad. Destroy him with Nirhil here.

Jeepnell’s eyes, judging that Julius should be killed, change in an instant, and the voice of a desperate woman resounds in her head.

-for a moment! Jeepnell, isn’t it different? Obviously, Tyler said he would solve it with words!

The uncommon, urgent voice of an angel of conviction, as calm as a rock, always firm.

Jeepnel draws a beautiful smile on her pretty face at the words of only three beings equal to her.

“Sister, I am an angel, not a devil. Are you an angel?”

I can lie.

– That, what is that!

I told Tafnel and Thalia that I would forgive Julius, but I have no intention of forgiving him in the first place.

A request from my friend, Telmere.

All the buggy humans who refuse to grant even the simple request that the priest never fall for the devil’s whispers should be punished.

The image of the strongest man on earth is reflected in the eyes of an angel dyed in pink.

Julius draws out the splendor of heaven from the golden flame and creates it in a shape like a spear.

Long ago, the power of an angel that blew up the highest peak of Mount Taishan Cirni in a single moment and even cut off the breath of the Great Mountain Serpent.

Tafnel’s spear sculpted by mere human hands,

The man, determined to protect his wife, twisted his body and threw the spear in his hand at the angel.

A spear of light that rips apart infinity burning pink petals.

No matter how good an angel you are, the overwhelming magnificence of divinity that cannot be overcome if it is orthodox.

Jeepnell, who was looking at the light of Julius flying towards the middle of his chest…

I lost all strength in my body.

“… sh*t.”

An inquisitor who rarely speaks abusive language.

An incomprehensible and mysterious harmony unfolds before his eyes.

As if a flower bud is shriveled, the divine energy that spread around her is folded in, and her pink hair and eyes, which radiated infinite divine power, turn black and lose light.

It looks dark in color, but the corners of the angel’s mouth are still raised.

“The power of charity.”

[peace]

I will not harm you, so do not harm me either.

The strongest shield that always protects her when she is not exercising her powers.

The power of charity begins to unleash its power, and as soon as the spear created by Julius touches her body, it disappears without a trace.

“It’s amazing, if it weren’t for the strength my father gave me, I would have had my throat pierced right away.”

But he’s still alive, so it’s my turn next.

Jeepnel raised my hand high with a fishy smile.

As if petals were spreading around her, the pink divinity began to fill the void land again.

power of love.

[infinite]

The infinite flame that cannot consume even the golden flame that burns everything begins to fill the angel’s surroundings, and to destroy the situation in the middle ages, the angel of love put the name of his favorite ‘sword’ in his mouth. .

“You, who gave up the belief that you would kill the devil, and who softly put love into your mouth, wouldn’t have been able to sing this. However, thanks to you, I am able to strike your fallen neck, so I am very happy.”

A sword designed to annihilate demons that crawl out of the void and devour evil.

Julius recalled the appearance of the holy sword that was strictly stored in the bas*ment of the Telmere Church.

A drop of cold sweat runs down his cheek.

“Come, Holy Sword Nerondir. Punish the foolish servant of God who dares to choose love between the world and my wife.”

After 500 years, the angel called the name of the holy sword again.

At the call of a comrade who had dealt with him a long time ago, the holy sword, Nerondir, who was holding his breath in the bas*ment of the church, was automatically pulled out of the sealing stone and sprung up from the bas*ment of the church and flew to split the sky.

Before the time passed for one breath to be exhaled, and before the holy sword fell into the angel’s hand, Julius, who broke through the infinite sea of divinity with flames to defeat her, clenched his teeth and thrust his large fist into Jephnell’s face. .

“…I’m sure I’ll have an advantage in this fight, but I’m not pushed at all. If it wasn’t for a weak feeling like love, I could have become a heavenly being, it’s stupid.”

“It doesn’t really matter. There is only one thing I want.”

Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲

My love, only the happiness of Cecil Lionelta.

Jeepnell turns into black hair again and lets out all attacks.

In order to burn even her power, it was Julius who summoned all the golden flames in my heart.

too late.

-Shhh!

As if crossing between an angel and a priest, Nerondir fell between them, emitting a pure white light.

Even though it flew over that distance in an instant, there was no earning energy anywhere, and as always, the legendary holy sword with a slight chill split the Taishan Serpent in two and revealed itself.

Now, the completely empty space begins to crumble, and the light of the sun streaming into the giant serpent’s stomach illuminates the angelic figure.

A fallen inquisitor standing in the shadows of the void, and an angel of love who descended to earth to punish him under the sun.

With a relaxed smile and graceful and graceful gait, step by step, as if to bless her as she approaches the holy sword, the pink flames begin to flash again, and she finally picks up the great sword that will put an end to this never-ending battle. He declared victory to him in a soft voice.

“As far as it goes, this is my victory. Julius Tafnel.”

With your wife who you love so much, I will be true to you, who was born to ruin the world.

A declaration of destruction spoken by a celestial being to whom he devoted his whole life to faith.

However, the man with long blond hair, Julius, straightened his disheveled posture and clothes, and with a determined expression, was only glaring at the obstructor who stood in front of me.

“… No, I win. Jeepnel.”

Still far away, he looked at his sister and the woman rolling on the ground for a moment, and he smiled.

“When winter comes, Leira and Cecil. I promised to live with you two.”

Before being a man, as a father. I can’t lose to you.

An angel slowly raising his holy sword and unleashing infinite divine power.

In front of that seemingly impossible wall, a man. No, a father…

He clenched his fists softly.