103 – My Wife is the Devil (10)
-Caw! Caw!
“… ….”
Looking at the large iron gate with a black goat’s head engraved in front of him, and listening to the chirping of a black goat dancing on his shoulder while sticking out his chest in triumph, Julius quietly expressed his current feelings as they were. He chanted.
“…You… Found it so easily?”
-Caw!
This is absolutely ridiculous.
Julius lowered his head, slumping his shoulders, which had put a lot of effort into them. If the feelings of futility were to be expressed with one’s whole body, then the current Julius would definitely take first place.
Even if it is the entire world, not the entire Lyriam.
“…How can this be so easy…?”
Ha. Julius opens his mouth once again as if he is truly dumbfounded.
The reason why he was in front of the iron gate with such a strange pattern on it, with a strange dancing crow hanging on his shoulder, and letting out an extremely bizarre sigh, was very simple. This is because, according to the plan originally made with Cecil, the residence where Ermann and Arnhill are presumed to be located has finally been found.
Of course, it’s not Julius, it’s Kamangi. And that in just a short period of less than ten minutes.
The speed was on a completely different level from the self-proclaimed ‘tracking expert’ who had wandered aimlessly through the palace corridors for an hour.
It seems that Lyriam’s best tracker was Black, not Julius.
-Caw! Caw!
“… ….”
Tsk. The fact that he was pushed out of the tracking technique, which he considered a long-term skill, made Julius’ mental health suffer. In short, I felt uncomfortable.
Julius glanced at the jackdaw that was still dancing mindlessly on his right shoulder and cleared his throat a couple of times. It was a signal to take it in moderation and be quiet now.
“Hmm.”
-Caw?
“…… “Keuhum!”
-Caw! Caw!
…… Does this guy have no sense?
Unfortunately, the parachute corps commander, Kamangi, was so intoxicated by the fact that he had provided great help to his pretty master, the husband of Cecil Lionelta, that he only expressed his joy, and Julius’ mental health continued to deteriorate.
“… ….”
I guess I’ll just ignore it.
However, Julius is an angelic representative with an enormous mission to protect the world. He said he couldn’t keep doing this forever just because Cecil’s familiar had gotten behind the chase. That’s why Julius shook his head a few times to come to his senses.
Then, an unpleasant demonic energy came through my five senses, which had become extremely sensitive. An ancient evil that cannot be compared to the small crow sitting on your shoulder.
This is the energy of Arnhill, the soggy desire.
“…… I can definitely feel it here. “It’s similar to Cecil, but it’s much more squishy and ugly.”
-Caw!
“… ….”
Tsk. But how dare this guy arbitrarily sit on my shoulder. Julius clicked his tongue as he looked at the plump figure of the black cat that had gained so much weight that it looked like he wanted to eat it.
He didn’t like the insignificant familiar smaller than his fist that was currently sitting on his shoulder.
After wandering around the palace aimlessly for an hour, the current situation is that, accompanied by Cecil’s familiar, Blacky, we found a place where the presence of Arnhill could be easily felt in less than ten minutes.
For Julius, who hates losing in a match more than dying, this is something that would upset both his internal and external organs. It’s a shame that Black Man is a creature created by his beloved Cecil, but if it had been a complete stranger, he might have brought up nonsense about a ‘rematch’ and all that.
“…… “After work is over, let’s try some serious tracking skills later.”
No, it’s not that I might have taken it out, but I ended up taking it out.
Really ugly, against a little jackdaw.
Julius was a man obsessed with winning to the point where he was truly sick of it.
-Kkak, kak? Caw!
“It’s noisy. “Just shut up.”
-Kak!
“… ….”
I never thought it would be this close. You’re quite good at a lot of tricks. Arn Hill.
After feeding a little honey chestnut to the head of the black cat that kept chirping noisily on his shoulder, Julius glared at the iron gate in front of him, imbued with an extremely sinister spirit.
Then, carefully and slowly, I ran my hand over the goat head pattern engraved on the iron gate.
“You hid it so cleverly.”
Julius opened his mouth, feeling the magical energy contained in the pattern.
The iron door where Arnhill’s presence was felt was located at the end of a hidden hallway within a hollow wall, a little away from the tentacle-infested hallway.
The entrance to the hidden hallway was concealed using a combination of magic that indirectly disrupts the senses and a clever structure that creates an optical illusion. Upon closer inspection of the structure, it was clear that it was a deliberate cover-up aimed only at Julius.
This is probably why Blackfish was able to easily find the secret passage that Julius, the master of tracking techniques, could not find.
At least Julius thought so.
“I’m sure. It’s here. At least Arnhill.”
-Caw, caw.
Julius, who was in a much better mood after finding out the cause of the defeat, spoke to Black Man.
On the outside, all you can see is an unpleasant-looking iron gate, but Julius’ sixth sense, which is not only human but even magic, was able to accurately see beyond the iron gate.
There are two beings beyond the iron gate.
An ancient demon and an unknown human who would not be able to kill even Julius without the holy sword. The devil’s side could almost certainly be identified as Arnhill. This was because he had a presence that was almost equal to Cecil’s, but he was much more squishy.
“Who is the other one?”
The problem was on the human side.
At first, I thought it must be Saint Erman, but as I concentrated a little more and felt the energy, I felt the energy of someone other than the saint I had originally expected.
A young woman, and one with extremely powerful divine powers.
‘No way… Priest Emily? Thalia? …No, it’s different.’
Immense divine power that even Julius, who dismisses most humans and demons as ‘weak,’ is recognized as strong.
At first, he suspected that Emily Natalia had come here through some kind of method, but Julius had no choice but to shake his head in the end.
The unidentified divine power conveyed by my sixth sense contained the power of God that I had never felt before.
A subversive and aggressive power that is completely different from Emily’s divine power “Flow”, Thalia’s power of love “Infinite”, And loving power “Peace”.
It was a power that was unprecedented even to Julius, who knew all the high-ranking priests with power belonging to the Church of Telmere.
“I don’t think things will proceed as quickly as I thought.”
-Caw, caw?
Julius narrows his eyebrows as if he is a little troubled by the appearance of a woman with unidentified power.
Looking at him like that, Kamangi kept tilting his head as if he was anxious.
“…… Okay. “No need to worry.”
-Caw. Kak!
“If I have to, I can use you as a meat shield.”
-…… ?
“Okay, so. “What should I do from now on?”
-Caw? Caw? Caw!
Completely ignoring the black man who was furiously demanding an explanation for the meat shield comment he had made earlier, Julius stroked his chin a few times.
It was a habit that popped out unintentionally whenever I had a problem.
“…… Hmm.”
I guess it’s like this…
In terms of time, it only lasts a few seconds. However, after much deliberation and deliberation over a sufficient amount of time for a special Heresy Questioner, Julius succeeded in selecting the best course of action he could take.
Currently, there were three major options before Julius.
The first option is to raid this place where Arnhill and the woman with unidentified power are located.
In this case, the variable is Saint Erman Lionelta, a criminal who created a ridiculous plan to return the world to nothingness. Not to mention the unidentified woman.
However, it was quite sweet to be able to definitely end the life of Arnhil, who was also Erman’s right-hand man. The compensation was attractive enough to bear too many variables.
Removing Arnhill is consistent with ending the large-scale hostage situation that held the entire Darkana hostage.
The second option is to be cautious and not move hastily.
The choice is to join Cecil and search for Erman using Black, the unlucky familiar that is currently running rampant on Julius’ shoulder.
In this case, it will take a long time to join Cecil, but once you join, you will be able to easily find Erman, whose current location is not specified.
There is also the advantage of being able to borrow the power of magic.
However, even if there is a delay, it is a choice that is too severely delayed.
In the Spiral Palace, where space is periodically mixed, the connection between the familiar and the devil becomes loose. The point is that an immediate signal cannot be given to Cecil through Blackmail.
‘You probably flew all the way here under orders from Cecil, who was looking for me. Then of course Cecil would know my location, right?’
-Caw, caw… Caw.
‘What do you mean? Speak clearly.’
-… ….
‘…I guess that’s not the case.’
-Caw, caw.
‘Tsk. ‘Incompetent.’
-Kak!
I was certain because I had confirmed this with Kamangi while walking here in search of the hidden hallway.
In order to join Cecile, she must fly Black Mang back to her. That means, no matter how fast you go, it will take at least an hour to join.
“As expected, it would be right to choose the third option here.”
-Caw?
So Julius inevitably chose the third option. A plan that mixes only the advantages of the first choice and the advantages of the second choice.
A choice that only the special Inquisitor Julius Tapnel can make.
“You should call Cecil right now.”
-Caw, caw?
Julius began to exert strength in his entire body as if he would leap forward at any moment.
As if he were a bullfighter charging towards a bullfighter, he started to take a stance with his back bent, and the black cat that flew up from his shoulder cawd hard.
I was wondering what on earth they were trying to do.
“I will be talking to Arnhil for a while. “It can’t take too long.”
-aaah…. Aak!
──────Kwagwagwagwang!
A question asked by a small crow. Julius gave an extremely clear and lucid answer to this.
It made a loud noise that made it hard to believe that it was a lunge made by a mere human body, and began to sprint as hard as it could, breaking through the iron gate with its entire body.
‘If you attack the devil and engage in battle, there is a risk of being caught off guard by Erman. ‘It will take quite some time to join Cecil.’
In that case, you should proceed with both options at the same time. A way to keep Saint Erman in check and at the same time buy time until he can join Cecil.
The third option that only the special Inquisitor Julius Tapnel can attempt.
Kwadeuk────
───Quaang!
“…… ? What is it, suddenly-“
“I found it.”
“-Julius!”
──Quad!
“Keueueuuu!”
“Just take the same hostage here and that’s it. “Isn’t that right?”
You are a devil who is not worth anything.
Erman’s closest associate and the one who induced and planned the current situation.
Take the high-ranking demon Arnhil hostage.
From the iron gate engraved with the goat symbol to Arnhill, who was sitting on a throne and performing magic.
Julius, who had destroyed the maze of hundreds of traps and thousands of corridors with just three steps, smiled bitterly as he strangled the devil who had taken the princess’s body.
He was a man who was far from a just and righteous man.
To the point where they are willing to take hostage for eternal love.