104 – My Wife is the Devil (11)
If you are a bad hostage taker who holds a delicate woman hostage, what is the ‘action’ you must do after taking her hostage?
The correct answer is ‘to keep others in check so as not to let go of the hostage that has been captured.’ There is nothing worse for a hostage taker than holding a hostage and having it taken away before a sit-in war can take place.
There is really no need for words.
And Julius, who had experienced this hostage situation countless times, to the point of suffering in the process of exorcizing the devil, also knew it deeply in his bones.
He tried to subdue the hostage taker and also took the hostage. Either way, he was a skilled professional.
-Kwadeuk.
“…… “Where is the other one?”
So, it wasn’t all that surprising that Julius naturally said these words as soon as he took Arnhil hostage.
“Ugh…Ugh!”
“Hurry up and answer. “You are a devil who is not worth anything.”
Due to the aftermath of literally breaking through dozens or hundreds of magic traps at once, a thick cloud of dust began to settle in the middle of the [Throne Room].
Holding his delicate neck in his large hands, Julius growled like an animal as he slowly let the “Golden” Flame seep into him. His eyes flashed towards the Arnhill beneath him.
“Come on.”
Even though the throne, which was the key to unlocking the curse of eternal sleep on Cecil’s original body, was shattered in the corner of his eye.
Rather than toasting to lifting the curse on Cecil’s body, now was the time to pour poison on the enemy who had dared to cause trouble for his wife.
“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.”
“I asked where the other one was.”
When there was no answer from Arnhil, Julius asked the question again.
Before he charged in with reckless abandon, it was about an unidentified woman that Julius’ sixth sense detected.
Of course, no satisfactory answer was returned.
“…… Huh, huh? One person? “Well, I don’t really know what you’re talking about.”
A lame excuse that only back street gangsters would make.
In response to Julius’ question about the unidentified woman, Arnhill just let out a heartless laugh and tilted her head. Although she was dripping with cold sweat, she also smiled quite leisurely.
It seemed like he had already recovered from the enormous shock inflicted on him.
“… ….”
This is really annoying. When there was no satisfactory answer to the question, Julius clicked his tongue and narrowed his eyes.
As a high-ranking demon who ‘never’ faces complete death, does this mean that he is somewhat relaxed?
Julius was annoyed by the high-ranking devil in front of him who dared not answer his questions. So he tightened her grip on Arnhill’s neck a little more.
-Kwaak.
“Keuuu!”
Then, the momentum of the “Gold” That heated the demon soul that had taken over the princess’s body also became stronger.
Unbearable pain began to burn the spirit of the high-ranking demon.
“You’d better speak quickly, Arnhill. “I’m not very patient.”
“Ugh. “Mo, you have to loosen her neck before she can talk.”
As the force of her power emanating from Julius’s heart became more intense, Arnhil twisted her whole body as if in pain and slapped Julius’ arm. A single tear ran down her cheek from her tightly closed eyes.
If someone who knew nothing saw this… No, even if they knew everything and saw it, it was an elaborate mimicry that would be mistaken for a real ‘human’.
“Say it. Where is the other one? And what is Erman doing now?”
However, no matter how perfect the mimicry was, Arnhil was not Cecil. And what he meant was that even if he shed tears, he couldn’t have the slightest effect on Julius’ heart.
Looking at the demon who was shedding tears as if he was in real pain, Julius relaxed his left hand a little. Then, with an indifferent expression on his face again, he asked a question to Arnhill.
This is because the dust cloud in the aftermath of the rush slowly dissipated.
Before the sight of the unknown opponent was secured, she had to get a clue as to the identity of the woman who was with Arn Hill.
For some reason, her intuition screamed that she had to find out the woman’s identity.
“Heh, heh. Well? I’m alone here. And Erman… What is he doing now? “I’m curious too.”
However, the answer this time was the same as before.
A comical answer, as if trying to deceive the other person.
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A deep-rooted contempt for humans and the arrogance of being able to handle everything as one pleases.
Arnhil was an extremely evil devil in a different sense from Cecil.
Of course, it didn’t have a very good meaning.
“…If it keeps coming out like that, nothing very pleasant will happen.”
Suppressing the thought of wanting to burn the soul of the seemingly insignificant devil in front of him, Julius continued chewing his words.
Harsh words, almost threatening, leaked out of his mouth, and the graceful face that always smiled kindly at Cecil began to distort in a grim way.
His patience, which was short, was finally exhausted.
“I am a top heresy interrogator, but I am also the best advisor to Lyram. “There are plenty of ways to torture you into opening that arrogant mouth.”
“Is that so? Then do whatever you want. It’s torture. “If it’s torture done by Julius Tapnel himself, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to experience it at least once.”
“… ….”
However, Arn Hill showed no particular reaction even though he could clearly see that Julius’ patience was running out.
No, to be precise, he did react.
The problem is that it was a sarcasm bordering on ridicule, not a fear of future torture.
It is excessively relaxed and unnaturally effeminate.
And usually, when the devil appears like this, he is up to something.
“Tsk.”
The original plan to take hostages and make a deal with Erman seemed increasingly useless.
Looking into the devil’s ‘blue’ eyes, where it was difficult to guess what on earth he was thinking, Julius couldn’t help but click his tongue again.
In Julius’s experience of eradicating countless demons, there was only one case when the demons were this relaxed.
It is when you are sure that you can defeat the opponent in front of you.
“… ….”
The problem is that the opponent in front of him is Julius Tapnel himself, and the demon is a high-ranking demon whose power can be called almost equal to Cecil’s.
Does that mean that the devil in front of you really has a way to defeat you? Or is this even a plan to kill time?
‘Why does the devil always win the bet? It’s that simple. ‘They always fight and win.’
“…… !”
And at that very moment, the reason why the devil always wins the bet suddenly flashed through Julius’s mind. A drop of cold sweat appeared on his frowning forehead.
I have a bad feeling. No, it went beyond the point of feeling bad.
Something is… Wrong. It is certainly.
Doubt soon turned into confidence.
“Does your complexion look bad? Is it because her sister is not with her?”
The devil in front of me has a way to defeat me. Furthermore, a way that could kill me.
“Nerondir!”
You must call the Holy Sword. Every effort must be made.
As soon as she became convinced that her Arnhil had a way to end her own life, Julius urgently summoned her holy sword without taking his eyes off her.
“It’s a holy sword, so I’ll be seeing a friend I’ve missed for a long time.”
Arnhill just looked at her with an innocent expression.
While capturing Julius’s badly distorted expression in the clear and innocent ‘blue’ eyes that make her pure white hair stand out.
“Nerondir. Come to me right now. Hurry!”
─Okay. Julius.
-Saaa.
As soon as Julius’ urgent words fell, a sound like fine sand flowing down rang out, and soon a translucent pure white sword with a brilliant brilliance appeared next to Julius.
“…Huh? Is it okay to call you now? “Wasn’t that what you sang when you met Erman?”
However, soon realizing that Erman was not nearby, the Holy Sword took on the form of a girl and opened its mouth towards Julius.
The only sight that can be seen is debris lying in an empty space and Julius strangling the delicate ‘woman’ above it.
The Holy Sword tilted her head back and forth at the strange and suspicious sight.
Why on earth is this guy doing this here? Cecil, did you go crazy because you were influenced by that crazy girl? The Holy Sword’s mind was twisted into a mess at the confusing scene.
Julius opened his mouth again in an urgent voice towards that holy sword.
“Nerondir. Find the woman hiding in this room right now. She is a woman who has the power of God, so it will be easier for you to find her.”
“Now, wait a minute! What. “What on earth is going on?”
At Julius’ sudden command, the holy sword’s eyes began to spin.
She could not understand this situation unfolding before her eyes.
“What is that woman and what is the woman hiding? What on earth are you doing in a place where there are no saints and no devils? “Have you really gone crazy?”
That’s because there are literally no saints or ‘devils’ here right now.
The holy sword spit out words like rapid fire, pointing at Arnhill, who was still showing a strange expression despite being strangled by Julius.
“…Are your eyes just decorations? “The reason I can’t distinguish between a high-ranking demon who calls himself a holy sword and a mimic is-“
Looking at the Holy Sword, who had an expression on his face that seemed like he couldn’t understand what he was talking about, Julius felt his expression crumple. He tried to hit the holy sword, which could not understand what was being said.
I usually brag loudly about having all sorts of powers, but when it came to an important moment, I got annoyed at the sight of me looking like a piece of scrap metal who couldn’t even distinguish between high-ranking demons that were mimicked.
However, he could not finish striking the holy sword.
Because, I was speechless at the Holy Sword’s next words.
“Julius is currently holding the woman with the power of God. “Why do you keep acting so scary?”
…What?
After that. It was only a few seconds after hearing the absurd words that flowed from the Holy Sword’s mouth that Julius remembered that Arnhil’s eye color, which he had seen at first glance at the main gate of the Spiral Palace, was ‘red’.