42 – Jifnel, the Angel of Love (5)
“Are you here, Jifnel?”
In the middle of a bloody battlefield.
A boy wearing thick silver armor, holding a spear in one hand and a broken sword in the other, with blood streaming down his head, carefully bowed his head towards the great angel.
A soldier in the rebel army and a man who would later be called the greatest saint.
Telmere took heavy steps towards Zifnel, a noble angel who was looking at the dead bodies with an indifferent expression.
“… Ah, Telmere. “Little boy, do you have any business for me?”
As if everything in the world was trivial, she took her gaze away from the heretic army that had been annihilated with a single flap of her own wings and stroked her black hair. She narrowed her eyes and said, I looked at the little boy standing in front of me.
A child with attractive blonde hair.
Telmere, chosen by her older sister in this war and the first among the insignificant creatures on earth to accept the power of an angel.
What does he have to say to me like that?
An angel slowly raises his head towards the little boy, his eyes shining, as if he has discovered an interesting toy.
Seeing her before her eyes, with her overwhelming beauty, her perfect beauty, Telmere blushed, took a step back from Zifnel, and bowed her head.
“… I, Telmere, a lowly servant of God, I am very sorry, but I have come to visit you because I have something to say to the angel.”
“What do you want to say to me? Good night. “It looks fun, so I’ll give it a go.”
An angel of war and prophecy who raises his thin white hand and laughs.
Standing in front of her, Telmere, who lamented the world where kindness and love had disappeared and abandoned the name of the Angel of Love, took a deep breath and let out a loud, arrogant sound.
“Great angel, no matter how heretical they may be, I don’t think you need to kill them more cruelly than necessary!”
“… What? “I personally listened to you because I wanted to tell you a pleasant story, but your arrogance is skyrocketing over such a trivial topic.”
She frowned at the young boy’s arrogant remonstrance, glared at the creature named Tell Me for a moment, and then, as if her excitement had run out, she turned around and slowly tried to leave the scene.
If it weren’t for the boy’s voice coming from behind me again.
“Isn’t Jifnel, by nature, an angel of mercy and love? “At times like these, we humans need your kindness and love.”
So, please calm down their anger, show kindness and love, and lead the foolish people to Rom’s side.
A boy with blond hair, even prepared to die, kneels down and pleads with the angel.
Telmir stopped walking at the words she spat out as if spitting out her own blood. She slowly turned her head and looked down at the foolish child of God.
“Why don’t I show kindness and love? “The reason is simple.”
Because you humans are not worth it.
With those words, the angel adjusted his clothes and disappeared, walking through the battlefield filled with the smell of rotten blood.
However, Zifnel, who secretly watched Telmere kneeling there and praying to him until the sun set, the rain fell, and the sun rose again, shook his head with a sigh that came out of his mouth.
I couldn’t understand it at all.
No, she was somehow damaged from the moment she was born.
Jifnel, the angel of charity and love.
She was supposed to be more kind and loving than anyone else, but she was empty inside.
There is no charity or love in it, so what on earth can you give?
Until the angel of faith flew over the head of the boy who was constantly praying for him, Jifnel could only stare at the foolish boy from afar.
***
“Women’s fight. “Isn’t it always fun to watch a political drama involving love?”
Ah, on one hand, the reason was the mission to slay demons. hehehe.
A beautiful woman smiled leisurely and watched the fight between the two women.
No, judging from the three pairs of wings that extend from her waist, like a work of supreme art, her identity seems to be an angel.
Jifnel, the angel of charity and love.
She was in a very bad mood right now as she had to carefully come down to the ground, humiliatingly and cautiously watching out for her demons, as she is someone who likes to descend noisily.
It wasn’t enough that I took such a heavy step because of the weak, evil demons who couldn’t come to their senses, and the people who caused the accident were all priests of the Telmere Church.
Although he didn’t say it out loud, he was the only person he could call a friend in the long life of an angel.
Saint Telmere.
The angel, looking down on the priest who had defiled his name, which should be holy for eternity, slowly but gracefully sets his feet on the void.
-Boom!
The graceful movements of an angel cannot be compared to those of the kingdom’s top dancers.
However, the void ground on which those beautiful feet stepped cracked and cracked, and I was crushed before the majesty of heaven.
“Heresy Inquisitor Julius Tapnel. The sin of daring to break the strict laws of heaven and falling for the whispers of Nirhil, a wicked demon who must be sealed away. Rom’s second daughter and an angel of kindness and love. I, Zifnel myself, have come to punish you.”
Jifnel, glaring at the fallen interrogator arrogantly, yet elegantly, with a heavenly glow, proudly spreads his wings wide.
An incomprehensible collection of explosive brilliance where each and every feather is woven into a thin mass of divinity.
There was someone who silently but neatly corrected his posture in the face of the violent angel’s majesty, which would have caused an ordinary person to collapse at any moment due to lack of strength in his legs.
His name is Julius Tapnel.
The inquisitor, who was more imbued with the madness of love than Cecil, the devil mad with love, bowed his head neatly towards the heavenly being who had come down to punish him.
“May the glory of Rome be with you. “I meet you, Ziphnel, the angel of mercy, one of the pillars of heaven honored by Inquisitor Julius Tapnel.”
“Even though you dared to take the path of heresy, your unscrupulous attitude is nothing short of confident. “I appreciate your arrogance.”
“… What arrogance. “It’s not even possible.”
Even though he is a priest, he seems to be polite.
If I were to tell you that I would kill my wife, who is fighting with a black-haired girl from far away right now, would I be able to calm down like that?
Jifnel’s mouth twists strangely as he remembers a bad thought.
“So far, many people have turned a blind eye to you. Brookin, Emily, and even that guy Cryle. “Everyone pitied your love and turned a blind eye to you and Cecil.”
However, I cannot turn a blind eye to your actions.
I am an angel of love who administers the laws of heaven.
All things in the world and on earth must be equal under the law of Rome.
“… ….”
“All the devils in this world are beings who must eventually disappear into the void under the name of heaven. Even if that shell is your wife. As Tafnel’s representative, you should have burned the devil in his flesh.”
“… Yes, that would have been the correct attitude for a priest.”
Julius lowered his head with a bitter smile.
However, a pale golden brilliance was leaking from his slowly clenched fist.
“Stop doing unnecessary things. Even though you may be a rare genius who surpassed Tapnel, don’t you have much compatibility with me? “I hope you will stop doing foolish things like starting a never-ending fight.”
“If you try to harm my wife, I will gladly engage in that never-ending fight.”
With an expressionless face, a flame of faith begins to pour out from his heart, slowly, but like a huge wave.
The corners of Jifnel’s mouth twist even more bizarrely as he sees the strongest power that Tafnel boasts reveal itself.
Yes, it should come out like that. Isn’t the fun of taking down a powerful enemy with your head turned?
A pink brilliance secretly reveals itself from ebony black hair and beautiful jewel-like black eyes that contradictorily emit light.
Jifnel, the angel of charity and love.
Her hair and eyes, which had been hiding their true color due to the power that is constantly displayed, regain their original pink color, and her hands flutter provocatively with wings shining in the light of cherry blossoms.
“Come in, Taphnell’s representative. “Today, I will personally ‘educate’ you, who runs wild without knowing that the world is scary.”
The strongest man who shines in gold alone in a world colored entirely with pink.
Julius Tapnel secretly swallowed his sleep and thought of the two women fighting behind his back.
Cecil and Thalia.
The fight between the woman he loved and the younger sister he cared for like family was a problem more terrifying than an angel coming to punish him right before his eyes.
When I told all of this to Priest Emily.
She accepted all of this without any hesitation.
Like the loving mother who raised her as a child.
However, Thalia is different. That child of hers hated her devil deep in her bones, who had taken everything from her, and in her current situation, she despised her Cecil and was trying to kill her.
‘It’s okay honey, women sometimes hit and fight like this.’
Against her Thalia, who burned her hatred and brought out the power that resided in her heart, Cecil walked towards her gracefully, smiling at her ease.
Then she put just one word into her mouth.
‘Get that dirty body out of my husband’s eyes!!!’
The black magic energy soared explosively into the shape of her fist, and the black fist plunged straight into Thalia’s face, whose hair had turned into glossy pink as she fully unleashed her power.
And then, a brawl ensues.
The two women, shouting unspeakable curses at each other, plunged their fists as if to kill each other and rolled around on the empty earth,
Julius, who saw the slaughter of his beloved wife and his family-like sister, quickly moved to stop the fight, but he had no choice but to stop his steps when he saw the angel’s gaze staring down at him.
“You look like you have a lot to worry about. As expected, my choice to bring Thalia was not wrong.”
An angel of mercy who laughs at a priest in agony with a wry smile.
Her interrogator, who was now looking at the golden flame that had completely escaped her heart and was ready to set her world on fire, glared at her and spat out her words.
“It’s like this on purpose. “Because I know that if it were Thalia, I wouldn’t be able to touch her.”
“Yes, no matter how powerful a being, such as Lyriam’s greatest sword, if you were crazy in love, you would gladly burn an innocent person for the sake of my wife.”
So, I brought you another woman you can never touch.
Thalia, the child you cherished as part of her family.
Isn’t it quite a fun play to watch, a drama about the murder of a girl whom she regarded as her own younger sister and her beloved wife?
Jifnel, who is called the angel of kindness and love, has an evil smile that is unthinkable.
Julius, who was looking at her like that, chewed her lips so much that her blood flowed out, and spat out her words as if spitting them out at her jeepnel.
“… Weren’t you an angel of kindness and love? But the way you look now, it seems more appropriate to call you a devil rather than an angel.”
Her own representative is beaten by her high-ranking demon, and the hopes of a delicate woman who only wanted her happiness begin to be trampled.
Zifnel, who was happily watching the ugly fight between the two women, turned her head and answered the foolish priest.
Unlike in the distant past when no answer was given.
“He’s a devil… Yes, I might look like a devil in your eyes.”
“… ….”
“It’s so funny that I don’t know anything about charity or love. When I see the unconditional warmth that your human mother gives to her children, I tilt my head. When I see a man who willingly sacrifices himself for a woman, I laugh at him for being foolish.”
“… ….”
“To me, whether demons or humans, all are equal under the name of Rom. “Julius.”
They are all just things that cannot be thrown away.
Her light pink color spreads out around her as if her flower petals were blooming, and her angelic anger pours out towards the man who did nothing more than tarnish the name of Telmere, her only close friend. It starts to fall.
Pink flames bursting towards Julius like fluttering flower petals.
Julius, who was glaring at her with his eyes wide open, let out a small but cheerful sound.
The golden waves that set the universe on fire roll over violently and eat away the flames of angels.
You may think you have an advantage,
He, known as the strongest interrogator, could not even turn his head towards Cecil and Thalia and could only continue glaring at the angel in front of him.
“Hmm, definitely. You are such a man that it would be embarrassing to call him a petty person. “The fact that you wield power greater than that of an angel in a human body makes your existence even more questionable.”
“… Stop it, you can’t beat me. Saint Telmir also said to avoid pointless fights. “I just want to live a peaceful life with my wife…”
“That’s a peaceful life. “It’s impossible, so it would be better to wake up from your dream.”
She brushed away the golden flames that threatened to devour her own body as if they were dirty, and smiled bitterly as she looked at her interrogator who was making weak noises in front of her.
“… Even if all the beings in heaven try to kill me and my wife, I will definitely make her and her happy.”
“No, no, no. “You don’t understand what I’m saying at all.”
“… What do you mean?”
Jifnel, once called the angel of war and prophecy, bestowed heavenly wisdom on the saint Telmir.
Her mouth, which always gives the right answer, slowly opens, and her cruel truth begins to shake the interrogator’s mind.
“I guess you want to say, ‘Not all devils are evil. ‘At least my wife Cecile, she is not evil,’ she said.”
“… ….”
“Well, you might be right, but. “Unless, as you said, all high-ranking devils are as evil as their names suggest.”
Why did we go to such lengths to try to seal them?
Unexpectedly, the pink flower petals blooming from the man’s side suddenly exploded, and Julius, who had been concentrating inadvertently on the words flowing from the angel’s mouth, quickly turned to avoid the flames that were trying to tear his side apart. I rolled a few times on the ground.
“Tsk, some tricks.”
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“You cannot let your guard down. Taphnell’s representative. So, how far did you go? Ah, yes, the reason we desperately tried to seal them away.”
“… The reason must be reasonable.”
The sight that caught Julius’s eyes as he slowly stood up was Cecil being hit in the stomach by Thalia’s fist and flying away.
The interrogator, who felt unbearable anger at the recent situation, glared at the angel, and Rom’s second daughter spoke softly to him.
“They attract evil around them just by breathing, walking down the street, or making love. It has nothing to do with whether the high-ranking demons are truly evil or not. “The only thing that matters is that they cause chaos in the world just by existing.”
Golden eyes shake greatly when he hears that his beloved wife is causing harm to the world just by being alive and breathing. However, Julius lowered his head, clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and strengthened his resolve not to break.
“… Even so… I can never give up on Cecil.”
“I guess so, because you are that kind of man. “It can’t be anything but a truly noble love.”
The angel shook his head and sarcastically responded to his selfish words that he could not give up on his wife, even if it meant bringing in evil and throwing the world into chaos.
After all, only Germany can cloud the spirit of love.
The angel of love, unable to understand the emotion of love, made up his mind while looking at the Heretic Inquisitor, Julius Tapnel, who was willing to put the world in danger for the sake of love.
After all, he is dangerous. I don’t know if Tapnell will be sad. Here, we destroy him together with Nirhil.
Jifnel’s eyes suddenly turn sharp when she decides that Julius is someone who must be killed, and an urgent woman’s voice echoes in her head.
-Wait! Zifnel, aren’t the words different? He clearly said he would resolve the issue by explaining it well with words!
The rare urgent voice of an angel of faith who is always as calm as a rock.
At the words of the only three beings who are equal to her, Jifnell draws a beautiful smile on her pretty face.
“Sister, I am an angel, not a devil. “An angel?”
You can lie.
-Well, what is that!
I told Tapnel and Thalia that I would forgive Julius, but I have no intention of forgiving him in the first place.
A request from my friend, Telmere.
Clergy must punish all scum-like people who do not even listen to the simple request that they should never fall for the devil’s whispers.
The image of the strongest man on earth is reflected in the pink angel’s eyes.
Julius draws out the radiance of heaven from the golden flame and shapes it into a spear-like shape.
A long time ago, the power of an angel blew away the highest peak of Mt. Chirni in a single moment and even cut off the life of Mt. Taishan serpent.
The light window of the tapenel was carved by a mere human hand,
The man, determined to protect his wife, twisted her entire body and threw the spear in her hand at the angel.
A spear of light flies, tearing apart the pink petals of infinity.
No matter how much he is an angel, if he is right, the overwhelming majesty of divinity cannot be overlooked.
Jifnel looked at Julius’ light spear aimed at the center of his chest…
I lost all strength in my body.
“… Damn it.”
An interrogator who rarely used profanity.
A mysterious and incomprehensible harmony unfolds before his eyes.
It was as if her flower buds were shriveling, her divine energy that had spread out around her was folding in, and her pink hair and eyes, which had been emitting her infinite divine power, turned black and her loses its light
It looks like a defeated person, but the corners of the angel’s mouth are still raised.
“The power of loving-kindness.”
[Peace]
I will not harm you, so do not harm me either.
The strongest shield that always protects her when she is not using her powers.
The power of love begins to unleash its full power, and as soon as the light spear created by Julius touches her body, it disappears without a trace.
“As expected, it’s amazing. If it weren’t for the strength my father gave me, my head would have been pierced long ago.”
But since I’m alive and well, it’s my turn next.
Jifnel raised her hand high with a wry smile.
Like flower petals spreading around her, the pink divinity began to fill the empty land once again.
The power of love.
[Infinite]
Infinite flames that cannot even consume the golden flame that burns everything begin to fill the surroundings of the angel, and in order to destroy the situation of the Middle Ages, the Angel of Love renames the ‘sword’ that he liked to use in the distant past. I put it in my mouth.
“You, who gave up your belief in defeating the devil and weakly spoke of love, could not have sung this. However, thanks to you, I was able to kill your corrupted head, so I am extremely happy.”
A sword to destroy the devil who crawled out of the void and devoured evil.
Julius remembered the image of the Holy Sword that was carefully stored in the basement of the Telmere Church.
A drop of cold sweat runs down his cheek.
“Come, holy sword Nerondir. Punish the foolish servant of God who dared to choose love between the world and his wife.”
After 500 years, an angel called the name of the Holy Sword again.
At the call of his comrade who dealt with him a long time ago, the holy sword Nerondir, which was holding his breath in the basement of the church, was spontaneously pulled out of the sealing stone, soared from the basement of the church, and flew with the force of splitting the sky.
Time passed for a single breath to be released, and before her holy sword was in her angel’s hand, Julius, who used her flame to cut through the infinite sea of divinity to strike her down, gritted his teeth and took the jeep. I stuck my big fist in Nell’s face.
“… I’m sure I’ll have the advantage in this fight, but I’m not being pushed back at all. “If it weren’t for weak emotions like love, I could have easily become a heavenly being, that’s foolish.”
“That doesn’t really matter. “There is only one thing I wish for.”
There is only happiness for my love, Cecil Lionelta.
Jifnel turns into black hair again and lets go of all attacks.
Julius summoned all the golden flames in his heart to burn off her power, but
It is too late.
-Shhh… Kwaang!
Nerondir fell between the angel and the priest, emitting pure white light as if crossing between them.
Even though it flew that long distance in an instant, there was no sign of redness anywhere, and the legendary holy sword, with a faint chill as always, revealed itself by splitting the Taishan serpent in two.
Now, the completely empty space begins to break down, and the sunlight flowing into the huge serpent’s belly brightly illuminates the angel’s appearance.
A fallen inquisitor standing in the shadow of the void, and an angel of love coming down to earth to punish him under the sun.
As if blessing her as she approaches the holy sword with a leisurely smile and a graceful and elegant gait, pink flames begin to flutter again, and she finally picks up the great sword that will put an end to this never-ending battle. She declared victory to him in an elegant voice.
“Now that it has come to this, it is my victory. Julius Tapnel.”
Together with your wife whom I love so much, I will stand here to bear with you, who were destined to disrupt the world.
A declaration of destruction uttered by a celestial being in whom he had devoted his entire life to faith.
However, Julius, the man with long blond hair, corrected his disheveled posture and clothes and just glared at the intruder who stood in his way with a resolute expression.
“… No, I win. “Jifnel.”
Still far away, he looked at his sister and her woman rolling on the ground for a moment and smiled.
“When winter comes, Leila and Cecil. “I promised to live with you two.”
Before being a man, as a father. I can’t lose to you.
An angel slowly raises the holy sword and begins to emit infinite divine power.
In front of that seemingly insurmountable wall, a man. No, a father…
He gently clenched his fist.