44 – Jifnel, the Angel of Love (7)
“This dirty devil, using his wicked tongue, dares to tempt Brother Julius!”
A lovely girl full of pink.
No, looking at her distorted face that looks like an evil spirit, it seems like it would be wrong to say that she is lovely.
Julius Tafnel and Cryil Reynell.
Talia, the representative of love, was raised by Brookin and Emily, like two men favored by angels.
She was now pouring out her flames towards the woman in front of her, feeling unbearable fear as the chill flowed through her own heart.
The derailment of two brothers who had no doubt that they would overcome any temptation.
Not only did he participate in unsealing the nightmare of the Emperor, the great evil of legend, but he also handed over the body of Cecil Lionelta, the woman who stole Julius’ heart.
The pink-haired girl recalled the gray-haired man with a mischievous smile who was not here right now, and spoke as if she was gritting her teeth.
“… Brother Cryle, the next time we meet, I will beat you to the brink of death.”
Everything in life is roughly, moderately appropriate.
Thalia, who had crumpled her man’s truly pitiful face into a corner of her mind, turned her gaze to the devil who was glaring at her as if he were going to kill her, unleashing her black magic energy right in front of her eyes. .
Cecil Lionelta.
A lovely, yet somewhat ominous and mysterious woman.
The sight of her walking under the sun and whispering her love to Julius, and his smile never leaving his face even though he seemed to dislike her, were truly an ideal couple.
He looked happy.
That’s why I kept the thoughts that I couldn’t even put into words in my heart and prayed for their happiness.
‘Cecile Lionelta is already a dead woman. She was 5 years ago.’
However, the happiness that was visible was fake, created by the devil.
An ancient evil that dwells in the body of an already dead corpse, the nightmare of a monarch.
Brother Julius’s eyes were already gone without any time to do anything.
The outer appearance of the woman I love so much, and that hateful tongue that whispers her love.
-Jiying.
An unpleasant ringing sound in my ears.
For a moment, her vision became blurry, and the image of her father lying in pieces and collapsed, her mother covered in blood laughing like crazy, no… The image of the devil in her mother’s body came to mind.
No, no.
If things continue like this, Brother Julius will end up dead.
Brother Kryle will be torn to pieces, and Priest Emily and Priest Brookin will be all, all, all, all!
In no time, the image of her father lying in the middle of the living room transformed into the images of Thalia’s precious people, and the representative of love chewed her lips, swallowing down the unpleasant nausea rising from within.
“… Just because it’s annoying, don’t show up in front of my husband with that dirty body and unpleasant eyes!”
The brown-haired woman who always looked relaxed and elegant in Kente Village began to draw the power of the black shadow at her feet, frowning at her ferocious appearance that made it hard to believe she was the same.
Ripples on the shore of the lake.
A feast of black shadows rippling in circles, like a lake spreading out in concentric circles, like a child throwing a water swallow.
Seeing her like that, Thalia focused on the demon in front of her and began to explosively summon her meager divine power.
The power of love.
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The black hair that always boasted its true color is everywhere.
As she looks at the world with her pink colored hair flowing and beautiful eyes filled with cherry blossoms, a small fist is suddenly thrown out in front of her.
“Die! Die! “People like you die!”
Cecil didn’t like something so much that she began to scream and throw her fists at herself.
It was a fist thrown out as if a child was complaining,
The power contained therein was beyond imagination.
“Ugh, this dirty devil is finally showing his true colors!”
Thalia barely dodged the fist that was thrown out to crush her head, ripping the air out of her and wrapping her infinitely burning sacred flame around her legs and kicking Cecil squarely in the waist. I threw it away.
Cecil’s small and delicate body bounces and falls helplessly from the air to the ground.
Has the evil demon been driven out by the baptism of the sacred flame?
The devil’s small mouth, which falls towards the earth, laughing at the absurd imagination that secretly peeks out from within, whispers an evil spell.
“Get rid of that annoying b*tch.”
Lana Hill.
An ancient snake with the reputation of devouring Mount Tai.
The demon called by her devoured the world of dreams and once again thrust its jaws into the present world.
Although it was not large enough to devour the entire outskirts of Aran, a serpent that could easily devour a woman’s body revealed itself, and Thalia, looking at the fake serpent rushing toward her, was able to swallow it just like Julius did. He stamped his feet vigorously and exploded into flames.
A hideous thing that disappears with a pink flame.
Cecile, who gracefully landed on the Void, saw Thalia stamping her foot and inadvertently chewed her lower lip.
Movement reminiscent of Julius.
Her head knows. It’s just that he learned how to use his body as a child from a girl named Renelle and makes the same movements.
However, in the eyes of Cecile, who had already gone crazy, even that seemed like the coquetry of a woman who was provoking her.
To get rid of that unpleasant pink color that kept coming into her eyes, she brought out even more the power of Nir Hill that resided in her entire body.
“… Tear that b*tch to death, Tanta Hill.”
An evil ancient demon called ‘Pulsating Evil’, who devoured the King of the Earth Giants, the ancestor of the giants, and devoured his people, slowly stretched out her large hand from the swamp of shadows that spread at her feet, and slowly, It began to crawl towards Thalia with its huge body.
A sight so slow that it makes you yawn.
Seeing the devil’s rather comical appearance, Thalia tried to ignore it and run towards Cecil, but
─── Boom!
Suddenly, at the sight of her giant fist flying towards her with her huge body flying at a speed that was invisible to her eyes, Thalia lost all strength in her body and lost her infinite power. Divinity was taken away.
The young interrogator returned with her black hair and blocked a fatal blow.
As if she wasn’t going to give her any time to rest, Cecile, clad in black magic energy in her hands, tore through the air and appeared in front of Thalia’s eyes.
“I hate you so much. No, I don’t like anything wearing a skirt that I see in front of Julius!”
An obsession to the point of madness.
Her sleepless worries that her husband would one day abandon her now shabby self and leave her, are still in her mind now that she has gained power close to that of a god and has become one with the ancient demon of legend. He didn’t know how to leave and constantly harassed her.
During her childhood, she worked hard to weed out the young girls in the capital who had fallen in love with Julius’ handsome appearance.
After the small wedding, I was always worried that he might cheat on me.
At the moment when he was facing the end, I tried to catch him with harsh words that I still regret to this day.
Cecil Lionelta was that kind of woman.
A woman crazy in love who devoted her entire life to Julius Tapnell, the man who stole her heart at first sight.
The woman who willingly sacrificed herself and lived through her struggle in order not to be deprived of her own love was like a younger sister to him.
She raised her fist towards Thalia as if she was venting her anger.
“I know, I know that I am already dead, that I have become a dirty devil and appeared in front of him in an ugly manner!”
But still, it has to be that way, it can’t happen without him, without Julius,
“My heart is being torn apart!”
Cecile, who was pounding her fists at her black-haired interrogator with even her eyes red, clenched her molars and stretched out her white legs to kick Thalia away.
A girl rolling on the ground as if bouncing off.
However, her eyes were still stern, and Julius’ wife, who even felt fear at that sight, raised her small hand and pointed at Thalia, summoning another demon.
“… Come on, I have to get rid of that now, or Julius is going to leave me and leave.”
So fight for me, Langsahil.
Dag-dak── Dag-dak──.
A sound that can be heard as if a horse’s hooves were powerfully striking the ground.
An incomprehensible vibration is felt under Thalia’s legs as she turns the black giant that was charging at her with its wide open mouth to devour her into nothingness with a single blow.
“… What a dirty devil, what trick have you done again?”
A drop of cold sweat running down my cheek,
Falling onto the black, muddy ground of shadow.
The identity of the sound of horses’ hooves, which I could not tell where they were coming from, was finally revealed.
Kwasik──.
Avoiding that was just luck.
No, if her shadow hadn’t grabbed Thalia’s leg with one of her strange movements and pulled her behind her, she would have certainly been mortally wounded.
There was a demon who suddenly appeared through the swamp of shadows and tried to rip off the girl’s throat.
Long ago, a high-ranking demon broke into Heaven’s stables, hunted the unicorn, chewed up her virginity, and hated her chastity.
The one who stabs to death, Langsahil.
A two-horned horse with a jet-black mane and body with trembling muscles and veins.
The sealed clone of a high-ranking demon born in the void and hating pure love revealed itself to the world through Cecil’s hand.
-Calm down, if you kill that child, you will be hated by my husband.
He was the only one who maintained reason in this place where love, madness, and fear mixed together to create chaos.
‘The Emperor’s Nightmare’ whispered constantly in Cecile’s head, in a voice like a mother scolding a child.
However, there was only one mistake she made.
“… Husband, husband? Julius is my husband, no, mine! “How dare you cross over what’s mine!”
To make matters worse after having a nightmare, Talia, a woman who aroused her anxiety, was right in front of her.
Cecil, who felt unbearable discomfort even at the whispers of the other half of her body that normally would have just smiled and ignored them, frowned at her pretty face and loudly gave an order to Lee Gak-soo.
“Rangsa Hill! Get rid of that thing in front of me right now, and get rid of this dirty devil in my head!”
-What are you doing? Don’t be stupid!
A virtual suicide attack.
Despite the incomprehensible commands of the master who summoned her, Lang Sahil simply snorted once and gathered demonic energy into a pair of horns proudly stretched out on her head, ready to devour even the light.
Strangely enough, she split her head in two and fired black magic energy equally at the women standing on either side of her.
“aaah!”
“… Huh? “Suddenly handing over your body, you bastard!”
The magic energy of the void flies equally at both priests and demons.
Thalia and Nirhil, who were equally hit by the dark red energy emitted by Langsahil, rolled around on the ground like twins.
“… I can’t give up to this extent, to this extent. Brother Julius is my precious family before love! Even if I’m hated, I have to burn that body here. Only then, only then will your brother’s eyes be opened!”
Likewise, the woman who had gone insane, the black-haired girl Thalia, slowly stood up from her seat, muttering her strange words as if she were repeating her prayers from earlier.
“… Yes, even if I die here.”
I will definitely punish that abominable devil.
Her black eyes are so shiny that you can’t help but think they are tinged with madness.
In her body, where the power of loving-kindness was manifest, the last remaining loving-kindness faded away, and an infinite flame began to swirl in Thalia’s body, which began to turn pink, like a flower’s petals unfolding and revealing their true colors. Did.
Nirhil, who had been looking at her young inquisitor’s flame burning with the force of setting her own heart on fire, tapped his forehead, which she was now completely accustomed to, and hid inside her. She spoke to Cecil.
“… You are not very mature. Don’t you know that Julius will not betray you? Talia Ziffnell is more than just a girl who loves him, she is his only younger sister. If she tries to kill him like this, she will be hated by him.”
-… It doesn’t matter, if I can’t have him, no one can have him.
The ancient demon, who sensed Cecil’s behavior as he was still unconscious, spewing out vicious words and giving off an aura like sharpening a sword, finally sighed.
Because we are so different from each other, it seems like the day when we will become completely one is still a long way off.
“In the end, I am the one who can help him the most. Well, I am also Cecil Lionel Thani.”
hehehehe.
No, looking at the devil laughing unpleasantly and saying things I don’t understand, it seems like no one is sane here.
“Be prepared! “The Emperor’s Nightmare!”
Looking at Julius’s younger sister, who was rushing towards her with her molars clenched as if to set her life on fire, the evil devil, who gave off a leisurely and glamorous aura, put his finger to his lips and let out a small breath as if blowing out a candle.
“Now is the time to sleep.”
After──.
Nirhil’s third power, Silent Dawn.
With the devil’s low whisper, the pink divinity that had spread infinitely, swallowing up the entire land they were standing on, disappeared in an instant without a trace,
Despite this, Nirhil grabs Talia by the collar as she runs towards him and slams her down on the ground. Nir Hill gently lowers her head and whispers a small whisper in the young interrogator’s ear.
“Would you like to make a simple bet with me? “Young interrogator.”
“Let go of this! Dirty devil, I am Inquisitor Thalia Ziffnel! “The clergy of the Church of Telmere never give in to the whispers of evil!”
Thalia even turns her eyes upside down and desperately tries to throw her fist at Cecil.
The brown-haired woman, who simply blocked her struggle with a black shadow, whet her appetite once again and made a bet he couldn’t refuse to the young interrogator.
“The match between the angel and Julius will soon come to a conclusion, of course. “It will end with the victory of my beloved husband, Julius, so let’s ask him after the fight.”
Is she a dirty wife who became one with the devil after her death, or a holy sister who lived her whole life as a faithful servant of God?
“A wise Julius will open his eyes to your earnest words and make the right choice. I, the Emperor’s Nightmare, will keep my mouth shut. Well, it’s a simple bet with no tricks or anything like that. “If you truly care for him, you can overcome this level of hardship, right?”
As if to provoke her, Nirhil smiled her seductive smile and stroked Thalia’s cheek, once wetting her lips, which were as passionately crimson as her red roses. …
“… Die! “Don’t look at my husband with those dirty eyes!”
This happened without my knowledge.
A woman crazy in love who instantly hijacked her own body, which was dominated by her Nirhil personality.
Cecil Lionel Tar flashes through her own murky walls and sinks her fist into Thalia’s cheek.
“aaah! W-what are you talking about, you dirty devil, don’t tarnish the relationship between me and my brother!”
“Did you think I wouldn’t know? “When the two of us had a private meal at the restaurant and left, I clearly saw the dirty look in your eyes that dared to covet my husband!”
I can’t stand it, I’m disgusted, I feel like I’m going crazy.
During the five years I was gone, how many women looked at him with dirty eyes?
I was lazy, I was lazy, I was stupid!
While I’m doing this, my scent will gradually fade from Julius’ body. Come on, I have to hold him in my arms and fill him with my traces.
Cecil shakes his head as if anxious, clutching his trembling body and turning his head towards his beloved husband.
He faces the fight with a cool, dignified, and neat attitude as always.
In the hands of the blond-haired interrogator, Julius Tapnel, was a holy sword stained pure white.
-That is the holy sword Nerondir. hehehe, as expected, he is my spouse. The angel’s defeat has been decided.
He couldn’t hear his own voice ringing proudly in his head.
Cecil slowly, as if possessed, begins to walk towards his wide back.
In order to resolve this suffocating situation, I must quickly go to his side.
Cecil, a brown-haired woman who is caught up in thoughts that border on ruin and is about to leave.
There was someone who tripped over her delicate legs, a noble interrogator from Telmere who was willing to sacrifice his life to protect his brother.
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Thalia Ziffnell climbed onto her body, her black hair flying, and began to emit flames.
“With this, with this, we can stop it, and it will go back to that time again.” Back to the days when Brother Julius, Brother Crail, Priest Brukin, and Priest Emily, all lived with smiles!”
Erasing the day 10 years ago when everything started to go wrong. Long ago, thinking of her poor father who died at the hands of his beloved wife,
A faithful and loving believer who hates the devil threw his fist at evil.
After this woman appeared in front of me, everything started to go wrong.
Julius Tapnel, he is a man who should be happy.
He is a great being who should live and be worshiped by all people.
I am not a human being who can be held back by something like the devil, not just love or a woman!
A woman who had cherished her precious heart for so many years struggles to return to her happy past, letting out a howl like an animal, her lament flowing out of her mouth.
Even as she was hit with her fist, she stretched out her hand and released her pure white flames towards Cecil, who was trying to crawl towards her own husband.
── Tak.
“… No, I don’t know anything else, but these clothes must never be soiled.”
Her white blouse, which is still pure white no matter how much it tumbles on the ground, stands out with its pretty frills and neatly tied brown ribbon.
A long time ago, Julius spent all of her salary to give her clothes as a gift for her. The sparks flying towards her, grabbed her long fist, raised her bright eyes, and gave a small scolding.
“Brother Julius must live a happy life. “He is not someone who deserves to be defiled next to an evil devil like you!”
A black-haired girl with big, tearful eyes struggling desperately on top of Cecil, emitting white flames,
The wife of the heretic inquisitor, who was looking at her like that, twitched the corner of her mouth and whispered to the girl.
“That’s why he has to be by my side, because his happiness is mine.”
No, it has to be me.
With those words, a blue energy exploded from above their heads, and a golden energy powerful enough to blow away the delicate bodies of the women who were lying tangled together shot out from the holy sword toward the angel.
An angel of kindness and love whose entire upper body was burned along with the immortal priest who was holding on to his wings.
Heresy Questioner Julius lowered his head for a moment while looking at the slowly fading celestial being.
Without hesitation, he threw away the golden holy sword in his hand.
He started running towards the two women who were thrown away in the aftermath of the explosion.
The sight on the left is a woman with brown hair lying precariously on the crumbling earth.
The sight on the right is a woman with black hair kneeling and clutching her chest.
They committed a massacre targeting each other’s hearts, but fortunately none of them seemed to have suffered any major injuries.
Julius, who looked at the tired face of Thalia, who was like his younger sister for a moment, eventually turned his head and started running towards his wife without hesitation.
A girl’s scream heard from behind him.
“No, no, brother! It’s not your wife, it’s just the devil. Listening to the devil’s whispers will only lead to destruction. “Please, please come to your senses!”
Talia starts running towards him, desperately holding on to her trouser legs.
However, his broad back only moved away,
Seeing her brother running toward her demon, engulfed in her magical aura, and embracing her without hesitation, the girl spits out her last words toward him as if begging.
“You are not alone! “There are Priest Brukin, Priest Emily, Brother Cryil, and I. Please… please come back!”
Did her last words finally reach the priest’s ears?
Julius, who was holding the devil in his arms, slowly turned his head,
When a girl with black hair was reflected in those eyes.
“Don’t look at other women in front of me, Julius.”
The devil’s voice penetrates her ears, as if a death sentence is being handed down.
Hearing Cecil’s words, his head, which had been turning towards the girl, stops, and soon their lips meet, their tongues intertwined, and the decadent connection between a man and a woman in love fills her eyes. .
Quadang──.
Thalia trips on the broken ground and falls.
The last thing she saw in her eyes was…
I won, loser.
It was the blue eyes full of joy of a woman proudly lusting after her husband’s lips.