21 – Interlude – Angel Raynell
A huge temple built naturally in a mysterious space where bluish energy is constantly spreading and sacred energy is swirling like a storm.
The center of the temple is supported by four huge, white pillars that sacrifice themselves to support it. A woman with smooth, voluminous blonde hair flowing down her back like a waterfall, and a figure so beautiful that even if God’s protection were granted her, she is kneeling in prayer.
No, looking at the wings spread out on her back with each and every stitch of pure white feathers, she seems to be an angel.
Taphnel, the angel of faith.
The first angel born by the Lord is now disobeying his father’s command.
Her pretty face frowned and she muttered something over and over again as she prayed for a while, when she heard a voice coming from behind her and she stopped what she was doing and slowly turned her head.
“Is that your belief, that you are trying to disobey your father’s orders?”
A black-haired angel tilting her head while grinning.
Like Tarpnel, the name of an angel who boasts a beauty that can be called perfect beauty is Jifnel.
She, called the angel of lovingkindness, was purely curious as she watched her older sister do something she didn’t normally do.
“… But first you open your eyes and say something like that.”
Taphnell answers bluntly while looking at his younger brother who always walks around with his eyes closed.
However, her younger sister just smiled leisurely and closed her eyes.
“Unfortunately, I am an angel of charity. “I swore that my eyes would only open when I saw the person I wanted to love.”
“He’s just closing his mouth because he’s asleep, but he’s really good at using his mouth.”
The corner of Zifnel’s mouth trembles at Tafnell’s words that hit her straight to the point.
But she is an angel in charge of charity.
She soon smiled again and asked the question again.
“So? “How can my sister, who has never once disobeyed command since she was born, commit such disrespect?”
“Because she cannot understand the will of her father, who sees the grave act of betrayal committed by the saint and leaves it alone.”
Heresy committed by Saint Erman. Long ago, four angels worked together to accomplish the great feat of freeing the sealed high-ranking demons, but God Rom simply ordered the angels to remain silent.
“He may think he has avoided our eyes, but he cannot avoid the eyes of our Almighty Father, the Lord. Even now, it is time to punish him and reseal the released high-ranking demons to enhance the prestige of heaven.”
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“They call them devils, but not all high-ranking devils have accidents, right? And his heresy, strictly speaking, was discovered by Raynell. “At least she is a capable person who successfully deceived her sister’s eyes.”
Jifnel covers her mouth and laughs. Tapnel’s stance, glaring at her without saying a word, becomes more and more intense.
A brilliant golden flame spread out, and she quickly extinguished the flames that were sticking to her body. She even opened her closed eyes in horror and shouted at the sight of her older sister.
“Are you really saying this just because you made fun of it? “As you get older, you seem to be becoming more and more clumsy.”
“Don’t talk nonsense. They are beings driven mad by the endless void. “Even if we use human masks, it is clear that problems will arise, so we must immediately slit the saint’s head and seal them again.”
“Under the name of the Lord, all are equal, whether devils or humans. “But it seems like you only favor humans too much.”
“The devil is a mirror that reflects humans. So, if you lead humans to the right path, they will naturally escape from evil. “That is also my belief.”
“Ha, your sister may think so, but my father probably doesn’t think so. “How can we understand its deep meaning?”
Despite Zifnel’s words, Tafnel’s stubbornness showed no signs of breaking, and she turned her head again and began to offer her prayers to her Rom.
We’ve been together for 2,000 years, but this is the first time I’ve seen that loyal angel be so stubborn.
After watching her older sister praying for a moment, Zifnel shrugged her shoulders as if she was tired, turned around, and walked out of her prayer hall.
Just as she was looking at the open garden and looking at the scattered green energy, she heard the sound of someone fighting in the distance and sighed and stroked her hair.
“Is this really a sacred heaven? “Why can’t there be a single day of silence?”
She closed her eyes tightly and took a deep breath, changing the burning smell rising from her body into the faint scent of perfume, and then walked a little hastily towards the place where she could hear the sound.
The place we arrived at was the Hall of Expeditions, where a ceremony to descend to earth was held.
Jeep Nel let out a sigh at the sight she could see even with her eyes closed.
A brown-haired angel and a gray-haired angel talking next to a large golden jar from which blue smoke flows intertwined with sacred energy, a sacred sight that would make believers kneel down and shed tears when they see it. However, the only words exchanged between the two were truly absurd stories.
“Lionelta, let go of this. “I have urgent business to attend to, so I have to go down to earth.”
“Raynell, please come to your senses. “How can you do something like this in the body of an angel?”
“Cryle, that child wants to be held in my arms. “Let’s go down quickly and reward that faithful believer.”
“… Don’t you want to fulfill Raynell’s desires rather than reward the believers?”
An angel trying to throw himself into a golden jar and another angel blocking it with his whole body.
Jifnel grabbed her backside as the sight took away her sleepiness and she got between them.
“Raynel, Lionelta. “What are they doing in the sacred hall now?”
“… I’m sorry. Jifnel.”
“It just worked out. Sister, please take care of my work for me. “I have urgent business to run, so I’ll just go down to earth for 100 years and come back.”
With those words, Raynell quickly throws herself into the jar.
Jeep Nel looked at the lovely hair fluttering in the air for a moment, then quickly moved his hand and pulled the head of the man’s head, throwing the gray-haired angel to the floor.
“aaah! “What are you doing, sister? It hurts!”
“I think it’s your head that hurts, little brother.”
Gifnel clutched his dizzy head and swallowed hard at the pitiful behavior of his younger brother, who had been like this for exactly 1,900 years.
She was obviously nobler and nobler than anyone else when she was first born, so how could she have turned so ugly?
She clutched her heart as she remembered Raynell’s 100th birthday.
‘My sister, what is this birthday present for you?’
‘Hmm, yes. It’s my 100th birthday. ‘I’ve prepared a little special gift for you.’
‘Special gift?’
‘I plan to show you a glimpse of your future. This time, I was able to use the powers my father taught me quite well.’
‘Wow! Thank you so much, sister. Speaking of the future, what kind of angel will I become in the future?’
Even in her dreams, Ziffnell regretted showing her future back then.
‘… Raynell, what is that picture?’
‘Oh, you mean this? This is my believer that I saw in the future that my sister showed me last time. I haven’t been able to gather a single believer yet, but I can’t believe I’ll have someone so dignified supporting me in the future. ‘I’m happy.’
Ray Nell looked really happy when she said that, so she just looked at her younger sister happily drawing a picture.
But her younger brother’s behavior became increasingly strange.
‘… Raynell, what is this again?’
‘Ah, it’s a statue modeled after my believer. I really put a lot of effort into making it, and I’m happy that it came out better than I expected.’
It is not believers who make statues of angels, but angels who make statues of believers.
In a situation where her main guest was defeated, Zipnel gave her a sharp warning.
‘As an angel, you must refrain from such actions. An angel is a body that is worshiped by all people. ‘It is impossible for such a noble being to create a statue for just a human child.’
‘… I understand. I will be careful next time.’
Contrary to her words, however, as time passed, she began to show a side increasingly closer to madness.
‘Telmere, when you draw a picture in the Bible, draw my image especially beautifully.’
‘… May I ask why?’
‘That’s right, Cryil. That child should fall in love with me at first sight.’
Didn’t they urge the first saint to paint a beautiful portrait of himself without other people knowing?
‘300 Years until Cryil is born. I need to further increase my power and become an angel worthy of that child.’
Don’t you keep muttering strange things?
‘100 Years before the birth of Chuk Krail.’
When she hung up a cloth with an obscene message on it in the prayer hall, her father himself cautioned Raynell.
‘Raynel, I understand your feelings of waiting for your beloved believer to be born, but please try to restrain yourself a little.’
Despite her father’s words, Raynell did not even listen and just concentrated on making the statue.
Even after that.
‘Cryle was finally born, sister. ‘If you just wait 20 more years, just 20 more years.’
‘Maybe it’s okay if our believers get hurt. ‘I need to give this much strength so I don’t end up getting hit somewhere.’
‘Crail has finally turned twenty. ‘I’ll come back to earth for a while.’
At that time, Lionelta, who just laughed no matter what Raynel did, and Tapnel, who was only concentrating on her own training, became thoughtful and desperately tried to block Raynel by holding on to the hem of her skirt.
‘Sisters, and my beloved younger brother. It’s just 100 years. ‘I’m leaving to take care of the children on earth for a while, so don’t stop me.’
‘You’re not going to take care of children, but you’re going to create children. ‘I can never forgive the appearance of a demigod in my lifetime.’
Taphnel’s face, with his lips quivering with a truly contemplative face, still appears often in Zifnel’s nightmares. After that, the remaining angels, except Raynel, took turns guarding the Hall of Expeditions. It stood until.
“Sister, really, don’t stop me. I think I’ve been patient enough to tolerate it. You’re not thinking strange things. “I am going down to earth for a while to punish Saint Erman for his heresy.”
“… Father knows and we know that what you say is a lie, and even the devil who mocks us on earth knows. “It’s troubling that Tafnell does that, but does it have to be you too?”
“I heard that Julius, who is Taphnel’s favorite, is also in danger, so then Tafnel can go down together.”
“… According to common sense, you would be the only angel who feels s*xual affection for a human who is nearly 2,000 years older than him.”
“Don’t disparage our relationship like that! Cryil and I have a relationship only between angels and believers. “Anything more than that… more than that… more than that?”
Reynelle begins to repeat the same words as if she is having a breakdown.
Even Lionel Tar looked at her Jeep Nell and her alternately, her face becoming contemplative as if she was afraid.
I want to get rid of everything that is selfish and rude and go on vacation.
While pulling Raynell by the hair and dragging her,
The Angel of Charity gently closed her eyes again.
“Father, please solve this division first….”
It seems like there is a long way to go before her lack of sleep will be resolved.
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‘Taphnel, my daughter.’
A majestic and sacred voice echoed in Tapnel’s ears as he repeatedly bowed his head in prayer.
Tafnell, who had fallen flat on her face at her father’s words, raised the corners of her mouth and responded with joy.
“Father, just give me an order. “I will announce to the whole world the great name of Rom, who went down to earth and beheaded Erman right now!”
‘… Watch closely to see if Raynell does not go down to earth to meet her child named Krail. ‘It’s not the time yet.’
“… ….”
I waited for the next words, but no matter how long I waited, I could no longer hear Rom’s words.
With a sullen expression on her face, Tafnell got up from her seat and trudged towards the hall of her campaign when she suddenly felt a strange thought pass through her head.
“…Isn’t it time yet?”
Goosebumps run down her spine.
Hearing my father’s prophetic words, the color slowly drained from Tapnel’s face.
The angel of faith, frozen in place, broke into a cold sweat and trembled for a long time.
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A small story that happened in the home of a sacred angel and god.