127 – The Story of a Winter Day (4)
#The Story of a Winter Day (4)
「Spiral Palace」.
In the palace of the sacred kingdom of Lyriam, which boasts a 500-year history, there is not the name of a god, the name of a saint, much less the name of Lyriam, a royal saint.
The reason why it was given the bizarre name Spiral Palace was surprisingly simple.
‘When you look down from above, it looks exactly like a spiral, doesn’t it? Okay, from today the name of this palace is Spiral Palace.’ This is because one of the archangels made a joke.
The archangel’s name is probably……
…… Was it Zipnel?
Walking along a path that appears straight when seen with the eye, but is actually slightly curved.
Cecil recalled a story she once heard while resting on Julius’ knee.
When Cecil was still a pure human, her beloved husband, Julius, would sometimes tell her interesting stories related to the kingdom and the religious order.
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Not in a polite tone like now, but in a light tone and voice typical of a boy.
As if you were telling a child a fairy tale to put him to sleep, he would tell you various interesting stories.
“Now that I think about it. “Jifnel actually said that, right?”
It’s fascinating.
As expected, my husband is amazing.
Looking back, most of the stories Julius told actually happened, and he shrugs his shoulders.
Cecil smiled happily as she walked along a trail decorated with grass that seemed vaguely foggy.
“Come to think of it, the scenery here is really nice too. Are we going to have a big wedding now? Are we going to get married here? “Now I’m the strongest, so why bother doing something so bad?”
After the interesting story that Julius told, what caught Cecil’s attention was none other than the trail he was walking along.
If it were a palace of one of the richest countries in the world, it would be a palace.
Even the trails created for the purpose of resting for workers and officials had a beauty that could not be imagined in other countries.
Without stopping her forward steps, Cecile hummed as she shook her head back and forth.
Here, I took one step at a time towards Julius, who was wearing a pure white wedding dress and a tuxedo.
If you take a step, your heart will definitely pound like it will burst.
“♪♬~”
Close your eyes and lightly walk down the walkway as if you were a bride wearing a wedding dress.
The guests in the devil’s delusion, which is as real as reality, say, ‘What a lowly devil! How dare you wear a pure white dress! He makes a fuss, saying, ‘That is only allowed for chaste women!’ But… ….
Just right!
…… Well, there is nothing to worry about.
Because now you are the strongest. Because the Great Devil Cecil Lionelta is the strongest.
She even coveted the power of her beloved husband because I am the strongest.
He snaps his fingers and blows off all the guests’ heads.
Phew!
Red drops, like flower petals, soar in the air and then fall drop by drop.
The pure white dress and the pure white road leading to the groom are dyed with red petals.
“…… Ah.”
It’s strange.
I blew off the heads of all the guests who were pointing fingers at me. I thought it would feel refreshing…….
No.
Inside the black, ink-colored eyes, an off-white man, more beautiful than a woman, stares at me intently.
Jurye, lying down without her head, the clear May sky.
Julius, standing at the intersection of tragedy and comedy, looks at me and narrows his brows.
‘Lee.’
“…… Huh? Julius, why?”
Although she knew it wasn’t reality, Cecil had no choice but to answer.
Yes, even if it is just a delusion, he is still Julius.
Because it is Julius who submitted to me and surrendered to me.
With as much kindness as possible, with as much beauty as possible. I tilt my head towards him.
It might look ugly, so you should be careful about the angle.
‘Dirty devil b*tch… ….’
In the end, you too were nothing more than a devil.
“… ….”
…… Please don’t say things like that.
I was wrong.
Wow!
I ended up hearing that Julius, who was nothing more than a delusion, was nothing more than a devil.
One moment. With a sound like a glass window breaking, Cecil’s mind became clear.
The demonic energy flowing through the heart and blood vessels, amplified by the husband’s power “Gold,” Is noticeably calmed.
“…… “I guess I’m stupid.”
Even if the guests don’t know, who will run the wedding if the officiant’s head explodes? You stupid.
When I came to my senses, I found myself standing in the middle of the walking path and spinning around like a crazy woman.
In her delusion, Cecil hurried her steps again, shaking her head at Cecil’s foolish actions that had blown up the head officiating.
Because I don’t have enough time to waste it on mere delusions.
Of course, if it’s a delusion involving Julius, you can stand up all day, whether it’s a hundred days or a thousand days.
There are things that need to be resolved first.
“Well, if you think about it, I’m half drunk, so there’s nothing I can do about it.”
Cecil twitched her nose as she smelled the unique, sweet, fragrant scent of Julius Tapnel wafting from the tip of her nose.
If time continued to drag on, the one who would be at a disadvantage was Cecil himself. It was not a disadvantage in a military sense, but a disadvantage in a mental sense.
[Get him. With this overflowing power, I will monopolize him forever.]
A dark impulse creeping up from deep within the heart.
If this grows to the top of your head, even if you win against Arnhil, you won’t win.
Because I want communication, not one-sided monopoly.
Because I want a normal love, like something drawn in a picture.
“…… No, you still have to have a monopoly. Not a one-sided monopoly… hmm….”
Ah, two-way monopoly? But is there such a thing? I don’t think I saw it in the dictionary.
It seems like it happened…….
Eight! I don’t know, I don’t know!
“The goal is the wedding, Cecil.”
So stop thinking about useless things and move your feet quickly!
I walk briskly, shaking my head as if to shake off a mind full of distracting thoughts.
Crash.
No, urging her wasn’t enough, so she started sprinting as fast as she could, holding on to the hem of his skirt.
“…… Ha. Ha.”
He is not a human, but a high-ranking demon.
I can’t possibly be out of breath just by jumping, but I exhale heavily as I think back to my time as a human.
The air is cold.
Winter is coming soon.
It is still too far away for spring to come and for May to come.
So, let’s end this winter quickly.
I want to escape from the fate of just spinning round and round like a treadmill.
Cecil did not stop walking towards the place where the end was waiting.
Until the stage curtain falls….
Only a few hours to go.
If possible, I want to greet the end with a smiling face.
With my dear husband, Julius.
***
Quaaa ────!
It was a tremendous roar, as if the heavens and earth were shaking.
The noise that is forcibly hitting your eardrums is like hundreds of artillery shells. It also created the illusion that rainwater was falling just a stone’s throw away.
Of course, some people may jeer, saying, ‘What stereotypical nonsense?’
But really, there was no other way to express it other than ignoring it.
… For Enin, whose vocabulary is extremely poor.
-Nirhil! Bring that b*tch, whom I am embarrassed to even call a devil, to my eyes right away!
“If I bring him in, can I win? Why don’t you just be my dog instead? Tanahil. “If you earnestly ask for it, I can write it as a testament to my personal warehouse in heaven.”
-Who are you talking about? You f*cking half!
“If it’s not a mutt eating an octopus that has fallen on the street, then what is it? “Didn’t your mother teach you not to pick up things that fall on the road and eat them?”
-I am Tanahil, the Western Evil Dragon, a high-ranking devil and the last dragon! I wonder if there is such a thing as a mother─
“Oh my, I’m sorry. “I sincerely apologize for touching a painful spot.”
-Sister! Did he swallow an angel and then go crazy? Stop making stupid puns!
“For your information, I have a father. Unlike you, who swallowed up both the mother and the father of my own body. “I already won one.”
-…… Don’t think I’ll be the same again, angel of death.
“Even if a change of opinion changes, it is only a change of opinion.”
-… ….
“… ….”
Sigh!
────Quaaa!
“…… Me, me. “Can I just go back home?”
I was clearly inside the palace before I fainted.
When I opened my eyes, I found myself in the mountains, and in the sky, angels and dragons were joking and fighting.
“…… Why is this not a dream? ….”
Enin, whose hair had changed to a very strange color due to the high-ranking demon Cecil, was tearing out his hair and screaming.
At first, of course I thought it was a dream.
The first thing you see when you open your eyes is a fight between an angel and a dragon. Isn’t this something that would have happened in a mythical era?
When I think about it with common sense, no matter how much I think about it, it seems like a dream situation.
Enin laughed heartily and slapped me on the cheek.
Ahhhhh──!
“It hurts!”