140 – Gwangae (3)
#Gwangae (3)
The monsters in fairy tales are usually very obvious. Will that happen to me too?
Will the princess be cut in two by the sword of the prince who came to save her?
“I won! “I, Cecil Lioneltine, have won!”
Nirhil was thrown out of Cecil’s body, and in that split second, Arnhil succeeded in taking over her body.
She, with a noble beauty like a princess from a fairy tale, twisted the corners of her mouth and smiled in triumph.
“Now I am Cecil! Now I am Julius Tapnel’s wife!”
As if he was revealing to the world that he was an angel. Arn Hill spread her three pairs of large wings wide.
The eyes where the accumulated tears were flowing down were no longer cloudy. She was dyed the same clear blue color as Saint Erman’s daughter long ago.
It was definitely the ideal ‘Cecil’ that Cecil wanted.
Arn Hill’s words that she would definitely be more suited to ‘Cecil’ were not false.
Compared to that, what does Cecil look like now?
Isn’t it a monster in the shape of a woman, sloppily woven with black magic energy?
Cecil slowly began to back away, hastily covering her plain, egg-ghost-like face with no big eyes, pale cheeks, or even cherry-like lips.
Come the finale, she lost everything because of her carelessness.
Remorse and despair pierced the heart of the devil who was once Cecil.
No, the body doesn’t even have a heart.
It may just be an illusion.
“…… “Cecil.”
Julius, realizing that he was one step late, took a deep breath and walked slowly.
The pure white holy sword in her hand shook violently and radiated brilliance. It was clear at a glance who was reacting.
Cecil lost her body…….
No, it must have been a reaction to Nirhil.
Now that she has lost her human body, she no longer sees herself as her master’s companion.
They probably see it as prey that needs to be subjugated.
“… ….”
In a situation where he couldn’t even breathe, let alone speak, Nirhil just slowly and staggered backwards.
Her mind was filled with words like ‘Don’t look bad and run away quickly.’ Maybe it’s an excuse to run away from the worst sight to come.
The moment of being abandoned by Julius, which I had been so afraid of, was just around the corner.
“… “Cecil.”
I glanced at Nirhil, who was uncharacteristically restless and didn’t know what to do.
Julius ran his hand through his sweat-soaked hair and opened his mouth.
In a low voice, I carefully called out Cecil’s name.
“Yes, it’s me. I’m Cecil. “My dear husband.”
Arn Hill, who had taken over the body of ‘Cecil Lionel Ta’, nodded her head with a gentle smile.
She acted as if it was natural for her to answer.
It was definitely a situation where one should be angry.
If it were normal, it would have been a situation where he would have been furious that someone like the Fire Fox would dare touch Julius.
But…… Cecil was no longer Cecil. She is the daughter of a beautiful saint. Nirhil is worthless without her fragile shell.
With such a terrible appearance, even if he shouts that Julius’s love is his, it is only in vain.
No, it will be beyond empty and even ugly.
“…… Eww.”
That’s why Cecil. Nir Hill, for the first time, showed herself weak in front of her rival.
Her retreat… No, it wasn’t enough for her to back away, so she turned her back and ran away in a hurry.
“Forget about that monster, Julius. “The perfect me you wanted is here.”
‘No, no! I’m Cecil. I am the perfect woman that Julius wants!’
The most disgusting voice of a thief came from behind me.
It was clearly his own voice just a moment ago, but now it was just disgusting. From within, she felt an urge to shout out that she was Julius’ one and only love.
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“…… Ugh!”
But again, there was no opening for words.
The curse of truth was mercilessly activated even on those who thought that they were not the truth.
…… Of course, this was punishment. It was heaven’s punishment for the wicked devil who did not trust Julius.
I thought I could finally be happy, but everything turned out to be in vain.
“…… “There is still a chance.”
No, no. It’s not over yet.
I am very angry, but the situation has come where I am being abandoned by Julius, whom I have always considered the worst.
It’s not over yet.
Once we get out of here. All you have to do is take advantage of the opportunity and somehow steal the body from Arnhil again.
Cheolpudeok!
“Evil!”
…… Like that.
Making plans for the future in my head. While frantically walking away from Julius and Arnhil, Cecil tripped on something and fell.
“Ah, ah. Necklace.”
In the midst of falling hard, something shining silver came into the corner of her vision.
A precious treasure containing a portrait of himself, received as a gift from Julius.
The silver locket, which was both a keepsake and a symbol of reunion, was rolling around on the floor with its string broken.
Why? Cecil opened her mouth, remembering the question she had been asked for the unknown number of times today.
“…… Ah.”
Ah, it’s because of what happened a little while ago.
A piece with energy similar to the holy sword held by Arnhil. I’m sure he tried to stab her in the neck but it bounced off.
It seems that at that time, Cecile was thrown out of her own body and at the same time her locket broke off as well.
I worked hard to make sure it never breaks. The magic is completely broken.
The sight of the rope being broken in such a bad way seemed to overlap with her current shabby self, and Cecile felt like she was about to cry.
But fortunately, Cecil’s body was now just a lump of black mud made up of demonic energy. Although it somehow took on the shape of a woman, that was all it had.
There are no eyes, nose, mouth, or ears. There is no way for tears or snot to come out.
I was thankful that my already hideous appearance did not become even more hideous.
“Even this… “You have to take care of this at least.”
Cecil fumbled on the floor, forcibly guiding her limp body as if drenched in water, and carefully lifted the broken rocket.
“Ah-ah. Thank god.”
Thankfully, the part containing the most important portrait was intact. What was broken was the part of the chain that had been hit directly by Arnhill’s surprise attack.
A sigh of relief flowed from Cecile’s mouth as she could only see the outline.
“…… “Cecil.”
It took a moment to calm her pounding heart.
Cecil’s shoulders trembled at the sound of Julius’ voice calling to her from beyond.
“Huh? What’s the matter? “I just kept calling you by name.”
She unconsciously turned her head to answer, but there was a woman who hit her bow first.
Are you completely used to Cecil Lionelta’s speaking style now?
Arnhil, who had taken over Cecil’s body, naturally opened his mouth. It felt more real than the real thing.
“… ….”
Julius slightly furrowed his brows, perhaps because he was quite embarrassed by that calm appearance. The aura of the holy sword in my hand became even sharper.
“~♪♬.”
However, Arnhil, who was already confident of victory, walked toward Julius without fear.
Cecil was humming an unknown congratulatory song that she had a habit of humming whenever she was in a good mood.
“…… Please don’t make such a scary face. “You look better with a smile on your face.”
Unlike usual, Julius looks quite disheveled.
Arnhil adjusted his collar and opened his mouth.
Someone’s wife, something I’ve never done before. She played the role of her wife very skillfully.
He was on a completely different level from Cecil, who was bad at everything from cooking to ironing.
“I see. “Is your smile better?”
Was he even interested in the sight of that perfect wife?
Julius slowly relaxed his grip on the holy sword. A faint smile flashed across his stern face.
…… It’s over. Julius abandoned me.
Watching his appearance gradually becoming softer, Cecile, convinced that she had been abandoned, began to scurry around his feet again.
Cheolpudeok. Cheolpudeok.
The sound of an ugly fall rang out several more times.
“Yes. That’s right. “You look better with a wide, mischievous smile.”
The corner of Arn Hill’s mouth trembled as she glanced at the pitiful words of her loser from the corner of her eye. She could barely, just barely, suppress her laughter.
As expected, Julius is weak to this face.
He is a man who lives forever tied to the past. If only I took over this body──
──It’s checkmate.
The come-from-behind victory in a situation where the team was pushed to the edge was extremely thrilling.
The fact that he had taken everything from the unlucky woman who was so arrogant and stubborn and had done everything on her own gave Arn Hill the greatest satisfaction.
“Julius. I’m so cold. Let’s go home now. Huh?”
However, you must not let down your guard.
Now, Cecil is so desperate that her body has been taken away that she runs away like that, but that doesn’t mean her magical power is going anywhere, does it?
If you give him even a little time, he will definitely come up with an unexpected and troublesome plan. I will stop at nothing to take your body back.
So, before that, Cecil’s defeat must be ‘confirmed’ through ‘planned harmony’.
We must get away from the power-devouring star hovering above our heads!
“It’s too dark in here. I don’t like dark places. So let’s go quickly.”
It was a while before I was intoxicated with the joy of victory.
Realizing that she had not yet achieved complete victory, Arn Hill tugged on Julius’s sleeve.
He had the power to expel himself from this body at any moment, but Arnhill did not particularly care about that.
A time when we still didn’t know about Cecil’s identity. Even when he only knew her as her demon, Julius could not wield Cecil as her holy sword. By the time she fought in the palace, she couldn’t even remember her imitation of Cecil.
He is the strongest man in the world, but he is also the weakest.
That is Julius Tapnel.
Anyway, he can never betray himself.
Arnhil was sure of that.
Of course, it didn’t take long to realize that it was arrogance.
“…… Quickly, okay?”
She tugged on Julius’ sleeve again.
The way he looks, the way he speaks, and even the strength of his fingers holding the hem of his clothes.
Everything was perfect.
Even the smallest elements were elaborately imitated by ‘Cecil Lionelta.’
But…… Something was strange.
His gaze looking at himself. It occurred to me that he was somehow cold.
It’s strange.
Certainly, definitely, Cecil looked at me with warm eyes even before she revealed her identity.
Even though I was angry, I didn’t let go of the hand I was holding.
Why aren’t you even responding to me?
What on earth is different?
Percussion─
“…… “I can’t leave here yet.”
Julius, a little harshly, shook off Arnhil’s touch that had taken over Cecil’s body.
He opened his mouth as he looked at the back of the devil, who had run away in just a moment.
“Because I couldn’t finish the work.”
“…… What happened?”
Just a little while ago, I was laughing at Cecil who was taking a step back. Now, Arnhill himself has found himself on the back foot.
I had a feeling that something was going very wrong.
Waving Cecil’s big eyes back and forth, Arnhil asked again.
“What are you doing…” “I didn’t finish it?”
“Of course. “It’s my job as an Inquisitor.”
Wow ──
It’s as if he was very proud of calling himself the Heretic Questioner. The holy sword shook.
“Originally, I decided to quit my job as a priest after this. No, actually since the day I was suspended a few months ago. “I am no longer an Inquisitor.”
The interrogator’s uniform became disheveled during the process of using “Walk” To reach this place.
Unlike usual, I take out an item from the inside pocket of my uniform, which is far from neat.
[Suspension lifted.
-Ermann Lionelta-]
He held up a small piece of paper with only three words and a person’s name written on it.
“I guess you can’t just watch your son-in-law not working. “Unfortunately.”
Wooow ──
The spirit flowing from the body of the holy sword gradually became sharper. The sharpness I felt every time I exhaled doubled.
“You! You can’t cut me That’s right ─,”
Arnhill, who sensed that his defeat was approaching, shouted urgently.
“… If you occupy Cecil’s body. “You think I can’t cut it?”
“Yes! You can’t cut, ever. Never. Never! It was like that back then too. On that path. Even up there, you eventually gave in to the devil!”
Now that I think about it, there was a day like that.
It wasn’t that long ago. Somehow I feel like I am recalling memories.
Julius, recalling the image of Cecil whispering to him to summon the Holy Sword on the path leading to Mila’s mansion, nodded.
“Okay. At that time, I couldn’t bear to cut down Cecil. And that’s still the case now.”
“Then take me out of here right now! “Please abandon such an ugly devil and choose me, the angel!”
This is a man that not even his wife, who is possessed by a devil, can touch. She is even more like an angel now.
So, you can’t cut it. He won’t be able to cut me.
“As an angel, I am definitely more worthy of Cecil. The daughter you love too. “I’m sure you’ll like me more.”
My strength was already fading away.
The boasted power, “Predestined Harmony,” Is still sealed by Cecil’s familiar.
There is no escape route. Arnhill used his last chance to escape by stealing Cecil’s body.
So…… All I could do was scream.
Please choose yourself.
Like countless women who tried to take the seat next to Julius.
“It is no use bringing up her daughter. Unfortunately, I’m not a very good father. “If I had to be honest, he was the worst father.”
But the seat next to it has already been full for a long time. A long time ago, the seat next to him was suddenly stolen by a woman.
“…… Why… “What else?”
Arn Hill lowered her head as she finally realized that the man in front of her would never choose her.
Cheolpudeok. Cheolpudeok. As I listened to the footsteps of Cecil, who was still running away awkwardly without knowing that he had won, I could not bear the feeling of resentment.
“It’s the same.”
Is there a devil inside or an angel inside? Doesn’t it look the same anyway?
Isn’t it just the same on the outside?
Arnhill, with red eyes, spoke in a very wet voice.
“What’s different? I can say the same thing as Cecile. “You can walk the same way and laugh the same way.”
“But what the hell…” … “
What makes me different from Cecil?
───Good!
“…… No, it’s different.”
It was a moment.
The pure white blade of the Holy Sword crossed the body of ‘Cecile Lionelta’.
From the shoulders to the waist. Julius cut Cecil’s body cleanly diagonally and collected the holy sword.
Unsurprisingly, her body, with its beautiful brown hair, was intact without a single wound.
The blade of the holy sword is only because of the angel disguised as the devil inside it.
“Nerondir. “Please.”
Soak.
Cecil’s empty body falls down helplessly.
At the words of his master, Socheonsa (小天使) quickly takes on the form of a girl and catches Cecil’s falling body with an arrogant frown.
“What is different? “Did you ask that?”
After looking at Nerondir flying high in the sky, flapping his wings, and Cecil’s body in his arms.
Julius turned his head.
Arnhil, who had lost her Cecile’s body, had returned to her original form like a lump of black mud.
It lives up to its name, Squishy Desire. She crawled on the floor, desperately trying to get back to the princess’ body.
“My wife. “She was a truly spunky woman.”
It was an extremely ugly struggle, but it was beautiful.
At least it was worth solving Arnhill’s last question.
“She was so jealous that she couldn’t even allow other women to look at me.”
Pisik. Julius, laughing heartily, opened his mouth.
“She was a woman who put bitter elixir in her potato soup instead of salt because she thought it was good for her body.”
The devil named Cecil, his wife. She said what kind of woman she was.
“She was like a tailgater and chased after me with her hood over her head. “She’s not some kind of rabbit, and I guess she thought I wouldn’t notice if she just covered her face.”
“I always overslept in the morning. “To see her wake up before her lunch was harder than picking a star from her sky.”
“She was a woman who drove a nail into my heart and left. She didn’t want to be liked. I thought of her like a younger sister. Even though I tried so hard to push her away, she forcibly stole my heart. She was a woman who left of her own accord. “At one point, she even resented her.”
Really…… As for her wife, she is a breadwinner.
──Splitting ──Splashing.
I look at the devil in the distance, still covering my ears and closing my eyes, running aimlessly away.
It is still the same today.
He always loved Cecil. She said she loves. He said that this feeling will never change forever. It hasn’t changed.
But Cecil did not believe in herself. Ironically, she is under the great illusion that her husband will abandon her.
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“…… “She is truly a scandalous woman.”
I didn’t love you because you were the daughter of a noble saint.
I didn’t love her because she had the beauty of an angel.
It’s not because I have a good heart or because I have my child.
Nevertheless, I… The reason I love you
“It’s just that you…” Because it’s you.”
“…… Under. Gibberish.”
At Julius’ words, a sneer came out of Arnhill’s mouth as she crawled on the floor.
Although her face was not there, she seemed to know Arnhill’s expression for some reason.
To be honest. She looks at herself as if she can’t understand.
In the end, she did not understand her man, Julius Tapnell, until the very end.
As expected, he doesn’t understand love without reason.
Ironically, he resembled Cecil a lot.
“My wife is not human. She is not even a noble angel. “What I need is neither a wife with a good personality nor a wife who is good at housework.”
As she continued speaking, she simply gestured lightly.
Following the trace of her hand cutting through the air, gold and black colors flow together. Colors that should never be mixed mix and spread harmoniously.
Excited.
Excited.
The beats of two connected hearts interlock.
Soon.
Just right.
“──Kya!”
When Julius lightly snapped his fingers, the cheeky demon that had gotten far away fell from the sky.
The devil, who made cute screams that he could never hear normally, came into his arms of its own accord.
“Hey, let go of this! “Let go of this!”
Cecil struggled desperately to cover her face, wondering why she was so embarrassed.
Perhaps he doesn’t want to be seen as a devil, so he tries to cover himself somehow.
“I don’t like it.”
But even that appearance.
Even the struggling is just lovely.
So that you clearly know that you are crazy about the devil in your arms.
Julius whispered softly as he hugged the devil’s shoulder as if it would break it, preventing the small and delicate devil from escaping again.
“My wife is the devil.”
So, never leave my side again.
Cecil.
One moment.
The devil’s shoulders trembled.
This is how the uncharacteristic disagreement ended.
And the dreams of the Inquisitor and the devil were also shattered.
Nothing has changed. Nothing.
It was as if I had been so anxious up until now.