19 – Interlude – Incongruity
“I know it’s a bit funny to say something like this to a saint when talking about the devil.”
“… If you know, don’t say anything in the first place.”
“Isn’t it like your daughter was completely resurrected when the nightmare entered her body?”
The black clay, which had clumsily imitated the boy’s form, looked puzzled when it saw the saint, Erman, reading a banned book with a solemn face.
Seeing the devil constantly tilting his head as if he couldn’t understand, Erman closed the banned book he was reading, closed his eyes for a moment, and sat back in his chair.
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“Hmph, that thing can’t be Cecil, right?”
“No, we high-ranking devils are of a different class from other devils. Moreover, the mimicry of a nightmare that foresees the future and steps into the realm of God is at the level of overturning reality. “I guess you don’t know the power of turning dreams into reality…”
“No, you are already fully aware that your power can even warp reality.”
“Then why are you doing this?”
Black mud imitates the appearance of a mature woman and her voice.
No, ‘Squishy Desire’, one of the 24 demons, quietly closed his eyes and looked at the saint who was breathing lightly.
After silently taking a breath for a moment, he slowly opened his eyes and gently turned his head to the devil sitting on the bookshelf.
“You might have a hard time understanding this. No, it’s hard for most people to understand either.”
“What do you mean?”
“Hmm… I guess I’ll try to explain with this pen.”
The saint, holding in his hand a long black pen that was lying on the desk, lowered his voice and began to speak quietly.
“For example, if I were to shatter this pen right now, what would happen?”
“That’s right, it’s broken into pieces and can’t be used.”
“But if you go through the hands of a craftsman skilled in repairs, you can fix it so it looks the same as before.”
“Do such great repairmen really exist?”
Pretending to be shocked, Desire stretched out her hands towards the ceiling.
This time, she is chattering in the form of a young girl.
“If you accept the pen that has been repaired like that. It’s something you can instinctively know. “I thought, ‘Oh, this isn’t the pen I used back then.'”
“Um… So, no matter how similar it looks, it’s subtly different, right?”
“Yes, human death itself causes the deterioration of existence. No matter how nightmare it is, there is nothing that can be done about the distortion of existence itself. Even if I completely change my pale personality to Cecil, there is definitely a difference from before.”
“It looks like there is nothing else to me? “I can’t live with a man who says Juliusson or Ulyssesson.”
The devil, who created a crude telescope that cannot maintain its shape and drips with soggy mud, is holding it and pretending to look somewhere.
After looking at the scene for a moment, Erman let out a deep sigh and threw the pen toward the floor.
“That’s the problem.”
“…? “What’s wrong with making passionate love with my husband?”
“Do you know the difference between a single woman and a mother?”
“What nonsense! Mothers are women too! “What does this saintly man say now?”
“… It is infinite love for one’s children.”
“… Love?”
“If Cecil really came back to life perfectly, there is no way she could just look at Julius so calmly and whisper her love.”
“Why are you saying that?”
“… Because Cecil sacrificed his life to give birth to Leila.”
The face of the saint who said that looked painful even from the eyes of the devil looking from the side.
The devil said nothing and just looked sweetly at that face.
“Why did the greatest heresy inquisitor go around crying out for love and venting his anger? Why did a saint who should serve God more than anyone else and avoid the devil commit such a thing?”
“… ….”
“God blessed the couple. And in return for that blessing, Cecil’s vitality was taken away.”
The reason for Cecil Lionelta’s death was from exhaustion.
Her daughter was born after absorbing all of her mother’s energy.
Erman opens his mouth in a voice so low that you can’t even hear it anymore.
The devil trembled slightly, feeling the anger that filled his own void.
Black mud falling to the floor with a squishy sound.
The saint’s eyes slowly lower and he calmly looks down at the things that have stained the floor.
“Nevertheless, he loved my daughter. “She tried until the end to hold him in her arms just once more.”
“… Hmm.”
“But now? “Even though he uses magic to travel through space at will, he doesn’t even try to bring Layla, who is with Kryle.”
The mud that fell on the floor suddenly begins to dance in the form of big and small girls.
An empty festival taking place in the saint’s room.
Looking at the meaningless dance moves, he spoke calmly.
“For her, her daughter has become a means to regain her lost love for Julius. “Even if you imitate the way he speaks, imitate his steps, and whisper love in his ear, that’s not Cecil.”
Filling my own emptiness,
Love is just a devil crazy about emotions.
A black pen that falls haphazardly on the floor gets hit by the dance of mud and breaks into pieces.
The shiny pieces reflect the room in different sizes,
All of the awards there depicted a father who lost his daughter.
***
My name is Leila Tapnell!
I am the daughter of a very cool dad and a very pretty mom!
My Abba, no, Dad, is said to be the most skilled interrogator in the kingdom.
He is the hero who scolds the bad guys!
I don’t know my mom, but she is very pretty.
Ajo Cryil told me! She’s pretty because I take after her mother.
But everyone is busy so they don’t play with me.
My dad rarely comes home because he works.
My mother was sick and went away for a while.
But it’s okay! Because I’m already an adult.
And sometimes, Mr. Krail plays with me, so I don’t feel lonely.
And this is a secret, but I think I’ll be meeting my mom soon! Oh Jo asked me to pick out a gift for her mom. It’s a pretty and expensive hairpin, and I hope my mom is happy. hehehe.
“Little one, what are you doing this night without sleeping?”
“Hi! Oh, nothing else!”
The little lady, with her blond hair neatly tied into two pigtails, played with her small hands and hid the diary she had been writing down behind her back, glaring at the gray-haired man who had surprised me.
“How is it possible for a woman to come into a woman’s room as she pleases?”
“Huh, are you a girl? “Where is this little boy so cocky?”
Krail laughed and shook her head at the sight of the cheeky little boy pointing at me.
“Ah, anyway, get out quickly! “A lady needs some alone time!”
Ladies are such brats.
He mumbled something without opening his mouth, then snorted as if he was dumbfounded and ran out of the room.
The child, who kept raising his head and looking at the door as if Cryle had gone out, quickly laid down on the bed again and began to write the diary he had been writing.
So that’s it? Of course I am an adult, but
I miss my mom.
I want to fall asleep in my mom’s arms, and I want to go on a trip with her dad and mom holding hands.
Mr. Krail, Dad, Mom. I want the four of us to live together like this.
They say they will be able to do it before winter ends, but I want to see it quickly.
“Mom.”
In the middle of a city full of dark clouds and with a gloomy atmosphere.
In a large building, on a bed in an all-gray room, the child prayed to God that his wish would come true as soon as possible.
Ruthlessly,
There was nothing like the sun visible in the sky.
***
“Lal-la, la-la.”
On the roof of Mila Mansion, which has a quite shabby atmosphere.
The brunette looked up at the night sky, crouching down with her knees pulled close to her chest.
As if someone had sprinkled sugar on her, she twitched her body slightly, counting the stars that embroidered the sky one by one with her eyes.
Cecile, who was humming a meaningless song in the strange silence without even the sound of a grasshopper, was deep in thought.
Julius now gradually realizes that his wife has returned alive.
I am trying to accept it.
If things continue like this, the bet will go back to me being victorious.
“…Is it bland? “What does such a trivial bet have to do with the return of eternal love?”
Shocked and surprised by her own thoughts, she quickly looked around her.
Julius is preparing for his trip, so he doesn’t return until late at night.
Do I feel strange being alone?
I tilt my head and think hard about why I thought that, but
I didn’t know the answer at all.
Maybe it was because it was a place surrounded by a forest, but the eerie atmosphere made me think strange thoughts, so I told myself that I started counting the stars in the night sky again.
“…7, 8. Now that I think about it, how old was Layla?”
I have to look like a perfect wife in front of Julius.
I almost made a big mistake.
Uh… So she was 8, right?
But do you really need to know this?
He doesn’t seem to be very interested in Layla right now either.
“As expected, I might not need it yet.”
Wouldn’t it be nice to be a wife who can taste sweet love?
I think it’s still early for me to take on the role of a mother.
“… What am I thinking, Rayra is my precious daughter.”
If she hadn’t been that child, she wouldn’t have died.
Julius wouldn’t have had to be sad.
“No, no. “Someone keeps saying this in my head.”
Her eyes, which had barely maintained their blue color, turn completely black.
“Layla is my beloved daughter… Yes, she is. I just need to go see her now.”
As she vigorously waved her trembling hands, a small crack appeared in the air.
Cecil stood up, barely able to control herself, and walked slowly, while strange thoughts continued to appear in her head.
-Is there any need to meet her now?
-It’s hard to understand.
-I’m busy spending time with him now.
-Kryl, that foolish child of Rom is taking Leila with her, so she has nothing to worry about.
Her steps, which took a few difficult steps, suddenly stopped.
Cecil, who was standing at a distance with her eyes closed, seemed to be gathering her thoughts for a moment, suddenly lightly snapped her fingers.
-Just right
“I have to go on a trip tomorrow. Yes, you should refrain from going too far. Rayla will be taken good care of by Mr. Crayle. “She needs to nurture her love, yes, her love, rather than that now.”
The crack that had opened in the air disappeared, and Cecil wrapped her arms around herself and desperately held on to her trembling body.
“Julius, we have to go to Julius.”
Rayla will be happy only when her love with him becomes complete.
She stamped her feet on the roof and landed on the path, constantly muttering something and shaking her body.
Birds stare intently at their owners between the trees planted along the path.
At first there was only one, but now the black birds filled the entire road.
In the dreary night, the tiny creatures without a single chirp simply bowed their heads in silence.
***
“Julius, now that I think about it, I’ve barely heard anything about your daughter?”
With the justification of promoting friendship between local churches. Emily, who was preparing to go on a business trip to a church in Aran, made an insinuation while looking at the Inquisitor who was trying to communicate with Aran using her broken Telmere mirror.
“… You mean Ray?”
“Okay, technically, isn’t she about my granddaughter? “Having a granddaughter at this age feels a little strange, but I’m also curious.”
While organizing her luggage, Julius found her and found her, combing her hair with a small wooden comb. After looking at her jokingly for a moment, Julius lowered her head and let out a small sigh. He spat out.
“I am an ugly father. “I was so blinded by sadness that I couldn’t even take care of my only daughter properly.”
“Yeah, he’s definitely an asshole.”
She spits out her abusive language without hesitation. Julius pondered those words for a moment and then let out a small laugh.
“Yes, I think he’s definitely an asshole.”
“I just need to know. So? “What kind of child is your daughter?”
He touched his chin for a moment in response to Emily’s words, then carefully opened his mouth.
“He is very kind, just like Cecil. “Her hair is blonde like mine, but her eyes are a very pretty blue, just like hers.”
“You really look like a princess from a fairy tale.”
Even though he has a bitter expression on his face, Julius continues to brag about Layla as if he doesn’t know how to shut her up when she brings up the story of her daughter. Emily, who was happily looking at her student, suddenly felt something strange.
“… So she was so surprised to see Leila sucking Cecil’s breast on her own when she was not long after Leila was born….”
“Julius, I have a little question. Can I ask you something?”
“Ah… Yes, what are you curious about?”
“From what I hear, it seems like Cecil really cares about my daughter.”
“… That’s right. “She found Leila really cute.”
“But why don’t you go see me right now?”
“… ….”
Julius couldn’t give any answer to Emily’s question to me, her eyes flashing.
Surely, she can freely roam the space and easily find even her hidden high-ranking demons, so why doesn’t she go see Layla right away?
Looking at her face reflected in the window, she sees a blonde man with a puzzled expression, as if he had been caught off guard.
-Squeak, thump.
At that time, the door to the church filled with suffocating air opened, and someone pretended to be popular.
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-Another angle.
-Another angle.
The sound of shoes getting closer entered Julius’s ears and spread throughout his body, and he felt a chill flowing through his blood.
Only his shaking eyes are reflected in the broken mirror.
Soon, the sound of footsteps stops.
I feel someone’s warmth behind my back.
If she is familiar, she is familiar, and if she is unfamiliar, she is infinitely unfamiliar.
When she slowly turns her head, what she sees is already blue.
Black eyes that have become indescribably cloudy.
Unlike Thalia’s, Julius’s appearance was not reflected in those truly ominous eyes.
She thrust her face in front of him, opening her mouth to tell her what she was talking about.
Two lips gently touching each other, but also the freshness between lovers,
I can’t even feel the warm affection between the couple.
What is felt between the lips is immoral desire and dirty obsession.
Not knowing how to separate for a long time, she just endlessly lusted after the lips of the man in front of her until Emily, who sensed her strangeness, forcibly separated them.
Cecil’s face is clearly visible only after falling.
Her face, which only then caught the eyes of Julius and Emily, continued to reveal the ecstasy felt by her master.
What is there is not a wife who loves her husband, nor a mother who gives tender love,
A beast addicted to filling my void with sweet love.
In the deep night, in the darkness where even the starlight is quietly disappearing, suddenly,
The devil opened his eyes.