54 – Spiral Palace (5)
There was only silence.
There was a devil who took the form of a woman by weaving shadows in the middle of a dry land where not a single wind blows, which can be expressed in just one line of text.
The first void that even began to take the place of Rom, who was revered as a pagan god before the era of kings.
Archdemon Nirhil was humming her song softly as she gazed at the sunset, engulfed in a serene atmosphere.
Lala- Lala-
A few scenes from the future that remained in my mind when I first opened my eyes in the void.
The wife of a foolish man. The poor devil, who sang an unknown congratulatory song that Cecil Lionelta liked to sing, could only soothe his depressed heart by remembering his spouse who would be thousands of years away.
For a brief moment, an extremely depressing energy filled the dry land,
When the urge to just close one’s eyes and fall into an endless sleep spread through the Archdemon’s heart and throughout his clumsily constructed body. A girl’s extremely frivolous voice came from behind her.
“Sister, what are you doing here again! “Don’t act noble all by yourself, kill those arrogant people!”
A devil whose every word is imbued with vulgarity and irritates the nerves. When I heard Arnhill’s voice, the face of the blond-haired man that I had barely remembered for a long time disappeared from my mind.
Feeling anger at this, Nirhil instantly broke the jaw of her younger brother, who was running around behind her.
Per—— billion!
“Kek, why on earth do you always act like this whenever I call you? We are only three sisters in the world. “My sister keeps doing this, I’m so sad to death.”
“I have never had a younger sibling like you. “I was an only child.”
Incomprehensible words flowing from the mouth of a devil who can always speak only the truth.
I don’t like it, but I am an ungrateful devil who devours the body of an angel. Lionel Thawa, Nirhil, and Arnhil are special beings who were the first to awaken from the void.
They are on a different level from the other 24 devils, and there are only three of them in the world… To put it in human terms, they are like sisters.
However, Nirhil, who always looked at himself as if he was seeing something disgusting and unclean, would sometimes say things he could not understand.
She said that she was an only child, and that her only mate was a man who was Ulysses or Caesar or something.
In the first place, seeing the future is a power granted only to angels.
How on earth did my sister see the future?
It has already been 400 years since I woke up from the void and was fully matured by the hands of Rom, who was given to me by the world.
Looking at his older sister, who has been with him for a long time, even as a high-ranking demon who has been given eternal life, Arnhil holds out the snack in his hand to her and creates a human-like face on her black and squishy body, so to speak. He gave a ‘big smile’.
“Don’t be like that, but we still have a bond of being together for 400 years. “Let’s share this and strengthen our bond as sisters.”
“… Do you really think that what you are holding in your hand right now is useful?”
The sight reflected in the eyes of the devil, who took the shape of a woman by weaving black shadows, was a girl with blond hair who was caught in the hands of an evil devil, unable to even scream and trembling in contemplation, an extremely pitiful sight. It was like that.
“Huh? So you’re saying the devil eats humans or even pigs? Come to your senses, sister. They live off of low-level things and humans who can’t walk around under the sun. To us, these are nothing more or less than just snacks. Since I caught her as a fresh little girl after a long time, I will give her soft torso to her older sister.”
───Ba dauk.
The head and torso of a young girl with blond hair are slowly breaking off in the arms of black mud, which possesses a great magic that warps reality, on a different level from the tiny creatures that walk on the ground.
Nirhil, who could not see this, hurriedly used his shadow and tore Arnhil’s body into pieces at once, and carefully picked up her child, who had lost consciousness after being strangled.
“This child has not committed any crime yet. “He doesn’t deserve to be eaten by such a mean b*tch.”
Normally, complaints would have burst out of the mouth of Arnhill, who had quickly regenerated his body, but the third archdemon, who received a sincere blow from a being who had reached divine status, became nothing more than a handful of mud on the ground, bubbling away. It was just bubbling.
“… Is this okay?”
A great devil who gently holds a girl with blonde hair and speaks to her in a soft voice, as if a mother was holding her child in her arms.
However, there was no answer from the child, whose head was almost torn off by Arn Hill’s immense power.
Nirhil felt very bad about this and trampled with his foot the piece of body of ‘Squishy Desire’ that was rolling at his feet.
“… I guess he resembles you a little.”
‘Oh my! Oh my! Lol.’
Looking at her blond hair, covered in grime and black soot, she reminded me of his daughter whom I had seen once.
A cute and lovely child who toddled over on small legs, fell into my arms, and let out a short sound with his tongue.
When you give a pinch to her red, puffy cheeks, the baby lady laughs and twitches her nose as if she has everything in the world, wondering what is so good about it.
When your stomach slowly starts to fill up, and he hears and tells you the sound of your tiny heart, it really feels like you’re flying in the sky.
The fruit of my relationship with him.
Proof of eternal love.
Ah, yes. I had a precious daughter.
Naeun, whose stomach hurts, willingly sacrifices this body to Naeun, my one and only treasure in the world.
Yes, mmm. It was that kind of name.
It was definitely that kind of name.
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I don’t remember.
“Gawk, kek. Cough.”
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When I heard the sound of a child coughing in my arms, I vaguely remembered the daughter of a foolish man. Her face fades away like an illusion.
Same situation as when Arnhil spoke to me earlier.
However, unlike before, when I broke the jawbone. The devil named Nirhil was just humming a lullaby-like song with a pleasant off-white tone as he smoothed the girl’s grimy, pitifully thin cheeks with his dark hands.
It was not the white and plump cheeks I saw in the void.
I did not have the white and slender hand I saw in the void.
However, after over a thousand years, we will definitely be able to meet.
A man with a noble-like dignity who cannot help but fall in love, and a very cute girl with her hair neatly tied into two pigtails.
Definitely, we will be able to meet.
Before the era of emperors, in the era of the devil, when most of the earth was tainted by demonic energy and was called the Demon World.
There was a great devil who was worshiped by lowly humans.
Her little creatures called her this.
Great Demon Nirhil.
An ancient language and a word imbued with magic that refers to a being who has reached divine status.
The meaning of those words was very simple.
The nameless one.
Unknown.
The poor devil, who has even lost her own name, continues to stare endlessly at the horizon.
I didn’t shed any tears.
Because I even lost my blue eyes that made me cry.
A long time ago, when demons ruled the world and the great devils were praised for surpassing the dignity of God.
A story of a devil and a lowly girl on a dry land.
***
“Hey, Yogi. Kete Village!”
“It’s not Kete, it’s ‘Kente.’ “You stupid kid.”
-Beep!
“Ah, my father’s hometown! I’ve heard it before! Grandpa Mila is this guy! “I said it was a place to do it.”
“Julius, that guy happened to tell me a story about Grandpa Mila. “I don’t understand.”
From the golden wheat field, where she leisurely lets the wind blow her body, a warm smell passes by tickling the tip of her nose, and a little lady toddles down the street while looking at the bustling market in the distance. Layla Tapnell received only words from her beloved father. The corner of my mouth twitched as I looked at the village I had heard about, Kente.
-Beep! Beep!
“Beep, wait a minute! “If you go all the way to Joogi, I’ll buy you something delicious from Mr. Pin Ajo’s bakery, which I heard about from my dad!”
“Little one, you. “Did you know about Mr. Finn’s bakery?”
“Yes! Dad told me a long time ago. “He always held hands with his sister and went to buy bread.”
I thought he was a guy who went to great lengths not to see my daughter, but it seems he unexpectedly met me without knowing.
Cryle, who had raised his evaluation of his damned friend to a higher level in his mind, walked leisurely while thinking about the word ‘little sister’ that came out of Layla’s mouth.
‘Now that I think about it, that girl, Talia, seems to be living well. Julius If she had heard that that bastard got married, she would have cried and gone crazy.’
A girl with black hair whose face would always rot when she looked at herself, and whose face would bloom like a sunflower whenever she looked at Julius. As he was thinking about Thalia Zifnel, one of the angels’ representatives, he suddenly felt a chill and shivered.
“Little one. Are there times when you suddenly feel cold? “Do you know why that is?”
“…Mr. “Are you planning to make fun of me again?”
“A manipulative act? You little one! “Where did you learn such mean words?”
“I learned it from Mr. Ajo? hehehehe.”
Thank you for the ROM you gave me!
The vulgar words of manipulative behavior come out of the mouth of an innocent girl.
It’s been 5 years since I took that tomboyish little lady with me on behalf of my friend.
A man called the best interrogator for the escapades of a child he almost raised on his back.
Kryl Raynell was just wiping away tears in secret.
-Piyayaak!
The devil’s creation above the head of such a pathetic inquisitor.
A creature with an artistic blend of magical energy and divinity, commonly known as ‘Ppiyak’, pecked at his head with its tiny beak.
Leila pretended not to notice her absent-minded uncle, who had started a serious fight with a small sparrow, and started running towards Kente village without being able to control her excitement.
Do-dada-dada─────.
“Ah, do you dare do this knowing who I am? My name is Cryle Raynell. The most beautiful being in the world. Reynelle’s representative for punishment and the best interrogator of Lyriam next to Julius Tapnel… Ah! “It really hurts, you damn thing!”
-Beep! Beep! Piyaaa!
With the comical melody played by the sparrow and her interrogator as the background, the girl with her blonde hair neatly tied into two ponytails began to walk faster, and eventually, one small foot entered her market box. The eyes of the villagers, who were leisurely enjoying the afternoon market, focus on the child they had not seen before.
“He’s a kid I’ve never seen before.”
“That face somehow looks like Julius from when he was young, doesn’t it? “When you were little, you were so pretty, almost like a girl.”
“Let’s see if I can say that in front of Julius later!”
Kkkkkkkkkkkk.
Does this mean that blood cannot be deceived?
I haven’t said anything yet.
As soon as he saw Leila’s face, he became a bad boy in Kente Village. The villagers begin to bring up Julius Tapnel’s name.
The sight of dark, big men giggling might have been scary, but when they told her that she looked like her father, Rayla felt so happy that she could fly in the sky, so she inadvertently jumped in place.
Paul- mate──!
A woman with an elegant atmosphere who was looking at the child with joy.
Roza Maritechal, the owner of a clothing store in charge of women’s clothing in Kente Village, smiled warmly and spoke quietly to the smiling little boy.
“Hello, kid. It’s a face I’ve never seen before. “What brings you to our Kente village?”
“Ah, hello. Joe’s name is Ray. “She’s here to see her dad.”
“… Dad? Yes, our little girl has come to meet her dad. “Did you come this far alone?”
“Oh, no! “I came here with Piyak and Mr. Krail.”
“… Huh, Cryil? Cryil Raynell?”
The name of a man that came out of the mouth of a child.
A name that every person in Kente Village has engraved in a corner of their mind.
Cryle Raynell.
He is the angel he serves. A special type of special type who lived with Raynell of Punishment and the words, ‘I will definitely marry someday.’
As the name of the man who entered the path of asceticism as a priest 10 years ago with Julius rang out of the child’s mouth. The people in the market who were chatting in a noisy atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
“… Jo… Jogi? “Did I make a mistake?”
Rayra, who had been practicing her pronunciation in her spare time in the carriage in order to avoid being teased by Cryil, once again heard a short sound, and the sound of someone’s very neat shoes suddenly began to be heard in the silence of the market.
Tap-step──Tap-boot───.
“Everyone, I don’t know how you are doing. “It’s been a while, everyone.”
“Oh, it’s Cryil.”
“What? “Cryil came?”
“Where, where! “Is that really Cryil back?”
“Hey! Everyone gather around! “Kryle is back, following in Julius’ footsteps!”
As if the silence from before had been an illusion, the market was heating up with the excitement of the villagers who had become even more noisy.
As he looked at them blushing and starting to run towards him, Cryle erased the cynical smile that had always been on his lips and smiled with the bright smile of his youth.
“That’s right, everyone. It doesn’t matter if you don’t welcome me like this. Well, I understand that you missed me… Wow!”
“Take a hit first!”
“Yes, yes! “What a heartless bastard, we’ve treated you so well, but we haven’t had any contact with you in 10 years!”
“No, just listen to me for a moment… No, just!”
Raynell’s substitute is unknowingly surrounded by muscular men and begins to be beaten by a group of men.
It must be a welcome greeting, but even if the heart contained in that greeting is heavy, it is too heavy.
He wanted to prevent her from losing face any further in front of Layla, who was smiling subtlely at him from beyond.
The man who was said to be her best inquisitor quickly snapped his own elongated fingers and rolled out of her muscular hell, even showing off his angelic powers.
“Ugh, wow. What. “I’m sure everyone is happy to see them after such a long time, but let’s stop welcoming them here.”
“What are you trying to finish already! “Julius accepted our welcome for half a day!”
Yes! Okay!
It seems that Julius Tapnel, who arrived at Kente Village first, also suffered this humiliation.
Cryil’s eyes began to get teary-eyed when he saw the villagers welcoming him so warmly, even though it had been 10 years.
In front of him, Rosa, who had briefly chatted with the girl with blond hair, Layla, walked at a slow pace, pointed to the child who was distracted by this noisy scene, and subtly asked about her identity.
“Oh my, I sincerely welcome you back to Kente Village, Krail. But that’s it. “Is that kid… is he ‘the’ kid I think he is?”
Although Rosa is already half-confident, she asks him a question out of curiosity.
Crail smiled mischievously at her and gently pushed up the corners of his mouth, and at that very moment everyone in the village was staring at his mouth with bated breath!
The gray-haired interrogator pointed to the little lady standing in an awkward posture with an awkward smile and said the child’s name in a small, yet dignified voice that everyone could clearly hear.
“Okay, right away. That arrogant kid standing over there is the famous bad boy of this Kente village. “This is Leila Tapnell, daughter of Julius Tapnel.”
“Look! I was right! “It looks just like Julius when he was young!”
“If I look closely, I see… She looks just like Julius’s wife.”
“Ha! If you’re Julius’ daughter, you can’t help but welcome this! Okay, everyone, let’s end today’s business here and prepare for the welcome party for Cryil and Julius’ daughter!”
Wow!
A roar so loud that it ripped out her eardrums rang in the little lady’s ears, and as she saw the villagers starting to shake hands at her from all directions, the little lady’s eyes literally sparkled. -Pangle-It started spinning.
“Did you say Layla! It’s really nice to meet you. “I never thought I would meet Julius’ daughter in my lifetime.”
“Ah, hello. But, hey, my mom…”
“Welcome to Kente! If she’s Julius’ daughter, she’s like our granddaughter. “I want to feel comfortable thinking of it as my home.”
“Go, let’s go. But, hey, over there!”
“I am Finn, who makes bread at that bakery you see over there. Your father always used to get bread from my bakery every morning. “When I have time, I really want to show you my skills.”
“Ah, ah! I know I lost. Finn’s Bakery! Dad told me. Uh, it’s a store with really delicious bread.”
A familiar name was heard in the ears of a little boy who couldn’t come to his senses while shaking hands with strangers.
Leila, who finally came to her senses when she heard the name ‘Finn’ always mentioned in the childhood stories her father, Julius Tapnell, told her, hurriedly spoke to him.
Unlike the others, Finn, who had received the little girl’s ‘pretending to know’, shrugged her shoulders with a smug smile.
“It’s dirty, Pin! “You old man, don’t make that face!”
“That guy will be bragging about that at drinks for a while from now on.”
“You’re so noisy! “Those who can’t even be called by their names, stay still!”
Kkkkkkkkkkkk.
The villagers booed him, but Finn’s mood skyrocketed as Julius’s daughter called him by his name for the first time, and the others looked defeated as he began to laugh heartily with a proud expression on his face. I was just grinding my teeth in anger.
“You lose, you lose.”
Layra carefully spoke to him again.
Looking at the child who was constantly fidgeting with his hands as if he was anxious while looking forward to something, Finn slowly lowered his head and smiled warmly at Layla.
“Okay, do you have any more questions? “When it comes to your father’s childhood, I know best here.”
“Go… Go. “I’m not talking about my dad… I’m talking about my mom…”
Now, beyond just wiggling her hands, Layla’s body began to twitch and tremble.
Why does a child who always seemed so lively become so anxious?
‘Oh, I can’t see my mom anywhere. As expected… Did my mom go to heaven?’
By the time she became a little girl, she was no longer a mother who was no longer by her child’s side.
A father who is extremely proud of himself. When Julius Tapnell looked at her child’s face, she would always frown and lower her head to the ground.
As if he was holding back tears.
A grateful benefactor who took care of him on behalf of his busy father. Kryle Raynelle was the child’s mother, and she tended to blurt out her words when asked where Cecil was.
As if I couldn’t tell you where it is.
The clergy of the church looked at the child running around cheerfully and whispered.
A monster born after devouring its mother.
‘Layla, your mother, she is a little unwell. She’s just taking a break in some fresh air. So, if Leila is good and brave, she will definitely be able to meet her mother again….’
Her beloved father, who held her tightly in his wide arms and desperately stroked her head in a voice that sounded like he was crying.
Believing only the words that came out of Julius Tapnel’s mouth, the child has grown up to be a courageous person.
Even though her mind thought it was a lie. Because in her heart she wanted to believe it to be true.
However, even here in Kente Village, where her father was, her mother was nowhere to be seen.
Yes, it is an obvious fact.
A woman with a warm, milky scent that Layra longed for.
Cecil Lionelta is already dead….
“Ah, you mean Miss Cecil! “If it’s your mother, I said hello to her a few times last time.”
“As expected, my mother is dead… Huh?”
“Really, they were a good couple. “Isn’t that right?”
“That’s right, I could clearly see that we were dying and that we couldn’t survive!”
“Wow, we got along so well. “You mean we just stick together as one body?”
How on earth did this happen?
Surely my mother was actually dead, and her elders weren’t lying to me?
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Layla’s eyes, which had already been spinning rapidly, now began to spin at an even faster pace, and above the head of the child who was in confusion and unable to come to her senses, a man with gray hair appeared. Cryil Raynell’s large hand was gently placed.
“Little one. Didn’t I tell you? “If you go to Kente Village, you will be able to see your mother.”
“B-but that’s a lie….”
“Where is this arrogance? “Why would I lie to you?”
He always has the face of an adult who is tired of the world, armed with a sarcastic tone and a cynical smile, and his face is filled with warm affection.
Slowly stroking the head of the poor, pitiful child who grew up without a mother, the foolish servant of God, who wanted to return Cecil to his close friend and Leila even if it meant making a deal with the devil, slowly opened his mouth to the villagers.
“So, where is that strange couple? “My child came to visit me and he said he couldn’t even see his nose removed.”
“You mean Julius and Miss Cecil? “Those two went to Aran with Priest Emily for a short trip?”
“Oh, I see. It’s Aran. Aran. Ah… what is it?”
I thought they would be bickering in the village, spouting old-fashioned things like they were obviously dirty devils and should follow the words of the faithful Lord, but now they were holding hands and going on a trip together?
Julius of the world.
So quickly?
Crail, a foolish man who cannot keep his mouth shut when he hears the unexpected news from Julius and his wife, who he thought would be in Kente Village.
He thought back to his past self, when he had confidently promised the child that he would help him meet his mother, and he secretly glanced at Leila, who was standing silently next to him.
Surprisingly, there is not even the slightest movement.
I don’t know what that tiny little kid is thinking.
The villagers tilt their heads with a puzzled expression as they look at Crail, who is now restless and breaking out in a cold sweat.
However, she is a girl with sparkling blonde hair and bright blue eyes, destined to become a saint.
There was only one fact in Leila Tapnell’s mind that began to echo in her child’s ears.
[Leira’s mother, Cecil Lionelta, is alive.]
“Gee, it was real. Really. Her mother was alive.”
It wasn’t a lie.
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Wow!!!!
A little girl begins to silently cheer when she realizes that the lie she so desperately wanted to be true is the truth.
Looking at Layla like that, the familiar of the great evil Nirhil.
The so-called ‘Beep’ began chirping happily above the interrogator’s head.
-Beep.
Anyway, before this winter ends.
Cryle’s words that the child would receive an amazing gift seem to have come true.
Really, it was an amazing gift.