56 – Spiral Palace (7)
-Caw! Caw!
A black jackdaw flying powerfully in the sky beneath dark clouds.
In recognition of his contribution to informing his master of Lionelta’s location in Lana Hill’s stomach.
Wow, the insignificant little creature that was given the name ‘Kamangi’ was in a very good mood right now.
‘From today, your name is Kkamang. ‘Do you like it?’
What… Evil?
‘Huh? Why would you personally give your name to someone like you? Well, today is a special day.’
……
‘I’m only telling you this secretly, but Julius told me a while ago. It has nothing to do with being a devil. Even if it’s the devil. ‘You are my wife.’
Caw! Caw!
‘aaah! It’s really so good! ‘It’s so good that I want to pounce on it!’
…… ?
I thought I was swallowed up by the swamp of shadows and met the end of my short life.
The first high-ranking demon of great stature.
Nirhil. No, Cecil himself personally resurrected me and entrusted me with an important task.
Kamangi, who achieved the feat of rising to the position of centurion in the Dream Corps and even being given a name, chirped loudly while making fun of his proud beak.
-Caw!
Forcing down its excited mood, the crow flies over Darkana with powerful flaps of its wings, constantly turning its head here and there, following the only command given by its master.
He was faithfully carrying out his orders to fly above the sky and report any high-ranking demons he found.
However, no matter how much you fly, you can’t even see a flock of migratory birds on a journey to find a home, let alone a high-ranking demon.
Kamangi’s mind, which inevitably had time alone, began to be filled with arrogant thoughts.
‘Kamang, you are the only one I can trust.’
‘Starting today, the first dream corps commander is Kkamang! ‘Make sure you remember everything clearly.’
‘Hey, my name is Tapnel. He is a great being called the Angel of Faith. Did you say black? As expected, you are a small creature who deserves to be named as my one and only enemy.’
-Caw caw caw.
If you look at it one by one, you will see that it is a pathetic familiar that begins to twist its own body in the sky of Darkana, imagining something truly shameful.
Well, if you consider that Cecil Lionelta, who is always imagining wild things and casting lustful glances at Julius, is the owner of a small creature, it wouldn’t be that strange.
The skies of Darkana are filled with such wild imaginations and the sound of tiny creatures flapping their wings,
Although the sun of the God of God was not visible due to the dark clouds, the time passed well past noon and passed toward night, when the huge fire filled with grace slowly disappeared into the western sky.
The ‘thing’ that would make the miserable familiar’s entire body tremble suddenly revealed itself.
-Crack, cluck… Ack.
It is an overwhelming being that cannot even scream.
It is an incomprehensible, supreme fear in which ‘greatness’ and ‘greatness’ are mixed in an artistic form.
It is both black and red.
It is huge and overwhelming.
Each one of these teeth is like a famous sword forged by a master with all his might.
The glossy black scales taunt him, disturbing the god’s grace in the sun as if it were ridiculous.
A being with a destructive, dark red flame in its mouth, different from the pure and white flame of the interrogators.
Among the monsters that went extinct in ancient times, it was the only perfect life form that could compete with the great devils.
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Dragon.
There was a person who devoured the corpse of such a great dragon and called himself the Evil Dragon.
Western evil dragon Tanahil.
A legendary evil dragon that appears from beyond the sunset horizon and turns everything to ashes.
A demon who has reached an incomprehensible realm that even Nirhil, who has reached the status of a god who can create a world of dreams and summon the alter egos of the 24 Great Demons at will, cannot fully embody.
He who could not be sensed due to the presence of Arnhil and Ketyalhill, was Cecil’s insignificant creature. He revealed himself by thrusting his huge maw from the sky above, beyond the dark clouds, in an attempt to swallow the jackdaw in one bite.
-Caw! Caw!
The current situation is that the distance from Cecil has become too far and he cannot return on his own.
In order to die as close to its master as possible and to make known the existence of Tanahil, Black Mangi desperately moved his small wings and began to fly towards the Central Church of the Telmere Church.
────Pow!
It could not be the sound of the wings of a flying being, but a terrifying sound, like a stone breaking apart, was heard from behind the crow.
With a single flap of his wings, Tanahil flew towards his sister’s insignificant creature, intending to taunt her by chewing up the small creature filled with nothing but her loyalty.
Sigh ────.
A creepy noise, as if a snake is flicking its tongue.
If only ‘that thing’, which was pure white and possessed divine power, had not flown towards him.
-Graaa!
A blade with a slight chill at any time and under any circumstances.
An incomprehensible and forgotten ancient language was elaborately engraved on the handle, and a piece of feather resembling an angel’s wings was ornately carved on the crossguard, threatening to engulf the blade.
A pure white longsword with a subtle five-colored brilliance that has always been emitted by the Central Church of the Telmere Church.
Holy Sword Nerondir.
The sacred object given by God, who ungratefully abandoned Zipnel, who ascended to heaven and betrayed him, and chose as his true master a man with unbreakable faith in his heart, is now appearing like a savior from the eastern sky to save the insignificant creatures. It completely blew out the evil dragon’s mouth.
Kang────!
Rather than a sword meeting a scale, an eerie sound reverberates between the two, as if steel meets steel.
The quick-witted creature that did not miss the right moment had suddenly disappeared from the evil dragon’s sight.
-Graaa!
The shame of demons blushing and writhing against insignificant humans.
Now, Tanahil’s declaration of war against Nirhil, who is embarrassed to even be called the eldest of all demons, is interrupted. The blood-red eyes of Tanahil reflect the pure white holy sword.
-… ….
-… ….
My master is kissing immorally far away at the Central Church.
Even though there was no one wielding it, the evil dragon did not forget his mission and took a moment to look at Nerondir, who raised the blade himself to defeat his evil. Then, he let out a black and red flame from his large nostrils, and showed an unimaginable sight to the holy sword. Showed it
-Tsk.
Too elaborate to have come from the mouth of a gigantic monster,
A sound as if a human is clicking his tongue.
The evil dragon glanced briefly at the holy sword that was still pointing its blade at him in the air without even a movement, and then looked beyond the thick dark clouds again as if the steam had escaped.
I hid myself in the sky above.
Only after the appearance of the evil dragon had completely disappeared did the sword of the main god tremble its blade once and begin to shoot towards the central church with a force that seemed as if it would fall from the sky.
Holy Sword Nerondir.
It is the strongest holy object that can never be broken,
A sword imbued with mysterious power that allows the owner’s angelic power to be freely exchanged for the power of another angel.
The pure white holy sword, which flew a long distance in one go in search of the interrogator who abandoned him and ran away after being possessed by a demon or something, began to spread a neat sound, with a light golden brilliance surrounding its body.
Wow ──────
I was also impressed by the noble and pure heart he had for his wife.
Jifnel, who abandoned himself and went to heaven and ate well and lived well, was annoyed, so he lent his strength.
A sound that conveys the determination that one can never see one’s master and the devil intermingling.
Look at the devil’s figure beyond the window of the Central Church, far away.
Although she has a bright smile on her face, her secret feelings for the man are clearly visible on her sword body.
My today.
I will make known to the world the great name of Rom and Telmere, who punished the foolish devil whose head was filled with lust.
Clink─────!
“aaah! What? What. Days. Did you wake up? Julius, give me a hug. “I’m scared to death.”
-… ….
A stupid devil who clings to my husband’s back without even blinking an eye and speaking in an extremely awkward theatrical manner.
The Holy Sword thought as he looked at the great devil named Cecil Lionelta.
Is she crazy?
This is too vulgar slang for a sacred object that should always be pure and dignified.
However, it is difficult to describe the devil who was once called Nirhil and has now been given the full name Cecil.
Because there is no phrase more perfect than that.
Nerondir only shook his sword slightly as he looked at the interrogator slowly approaching him with an expressionless face.
“It’s okay, Cecil. Don’t be too surprised. “I’m by your side, right?”
-… ….
I guess the interrogator was also out of his mind.
***
It is as if there was no one here from the beginning, an uninhabited world filled with silence.
In an unprecedented situation, all the people living in the capital were sucked into the Spiral Palace by the magic of the great evil Arnhil.
The low humming of a devil broke the silence and began to echo within the church.
“Hmph- Hmph-. Lol.”
What’s so good about this is that the brown-haired woman’s face, like a proud flower, is relaxed as if she were a goofball, and she shakes her shoulders like a child playing a joke.
Cecil Lionelta was now silently screaming in the middle of a dark church where not a single ray of light was shining due to the dark clouds.
“aaah! I love it. “I really like it!”
No, he was just screaming.
Her private parts that she wanted to hide.
A man who gently embraced even himself as the great evil Nirhil in his wide chest.
Julius.
He willingly cut off the devil he hated.
Cecil and Nirhil, an imperfect being where two personalities coexist.
She has now been reborn as a truly unified and complete being.
She finally escaped the madness within herself and took a small step toward a new future.
“Julius. “I don’t think I can be by your side anymore.”
I’m scared of your breath touching my ear.
I am afraid of your thick arms gently wrapping around my waist.
Your lips that whisper sweet words to me are terrifying.
Because, the more I am by your side.
I keep getting weirder.
You are my own god.
Just standing next to you makes my whole body tingle so much that I can’t stand it.
When you give me a bright smile, my face keeps falling off like a fool.
I always want to show only my beautiful side in front of you.
I want to be called a chaste wife.
I’m sorry, please forgive me for always being such a fool.
Fantasticism beyond madness.
The more she receives Julius’s love, the more she moves away from the image of an ideal wife. She becomes her own god. Even with tears in his eyes, he was praying for the man who would be worth sacrificing everything for.
-… Caw.
And the jackdaw, who had barely managed to get to his owner by flapping his wings desperately at the terrifying sight that made him vomit, forgot about his important mission of informing her of Tanahil’s existence and secretly hid behind the window when she saw her like that. My body was shaking slightly as I looked at the devil who was crazy in love.
“I know everything is there, so come and have a look. “You insignificant creature.”
-…… ?!
From the appearance of a simple-minded girl who fell in love, she was instantly transformed into the appearance of a devil who has lived for thousands of years.
The Great Devil, with pure, deep blue eyes, gave a cold-hearted command to his familiar, who was hiding and watching his obscene actions.
Only then did her familiar, ‘Kamangi’, come to her senses and hurriedly fly to her side. She even flapped her wings and told her master in detail what she had seen and heard.
“… Tanahil, that lazy man is guarding the sky of Darkana. “My dear father is truly talented.”
-Caw.
“Arnhil, that vulgar b*tch. Even though she likes to get involved in various things, even Tanahil is here. “What on earth is your father’s plan?”
-Caw caw caw.
“I am alive and breathing here. I was finally able to be happy with him. “What is so displeasing with you that you want to make everything go to waste?”
At the sight of the owner opening his mouth in an elegant manner, like that of a noble lady, the crow could only nod his head, feeling the grandeur and elegance of the great devil.
Yes, this is the pinnacle of true magic.
The true form of Cecil Lionelta, the eldest of all demons.
The familiar, who was admiring the appearance of a devil who was assessing the saint’s plan with a serious face, rather than a woman crazy about love as usual, ended up thinking about it.
I hope you will continue to lead us like this.
However, the wish of an insignificant creature could not reach the sky, and the appearance of Nirhil, a demon who became a being close to a sage over thousands of years, disappeared without a trace along with a man’s voice.
“Cecil, what on earth are you doing here? The day is cold. “Come here quickly.”
Ha! No matter how much he may be the master’s only help, he is not a child or a puppy, telling the great devil to ‘come here’, so what if his noble pride is damaged…
“Yes, okay! It’s really cold. Right?”
At a single word from the blond-haired man, Julius Tapnel, Cecil sheds her previous classical appearance, returns to her bright and innocent appearance, and runs towards him at a brisk pace.
The proud owner’s appearance disappeared in the air as if he had never existed, and only the childish and foolish woman, who clung to the interrogator’s side and begged him to pat her head, was the only thing that could be seen in the raven’s black eyes. It was just a reflection.
This cannot be done.
The pinnacle of all demons is the master of the world of dreams, which can be safely called a ‘world’ and contains all the nightmares that exist in the world.
She fawns over just one man, her cheeks blush, and her face rubs.
-Clink!
“aaah! What? What. Days. Did you wake up? Julius, give me a hug. “I’m scared to death.”
Wow ───!
From beyond, the owner’s foolish cackling clearly shows what kind of trick he is.
I already heard the report and knew that the Holy Sword was coming.
I was glancing at the window out of the corner of my eye.
As soon as the holy sword was plunged into the church, she acted like a frightened girl, clinging to the inquisitor’s back and making a show of it.
-Caw…Caw.
It opened its beak, which could not be opened, and drew in the cold flowing through its heart and let out a single chirping sound.
“It’s good because it’s like this.”
“… If you want, you can keep carrying me.”
“Really? “Then please excuse me for a moment.”
As if she didn’t care about the insignificant creatures, Cecil smiled brightly and with a happy expression as she was carried on the interrogator’s wide back.
-… ….
hehehehe.
Once upon a time, there was a man who held everything in the world in his hands.
Would the emperor sitting on the throne look like that?
No, the smile on that woman’s lips right now must have an inestimable value that cannot be compared to the gold and silver treasures that would fill the entire palace.
-Kya, evil.
A low chirping sound comes out from the jackdaw’s mouth.
The lowly familiar, filled with nothing but loyalty to his master, closed his eyes and lowered his head as he looked at his woman, who was suffocating in her happiness.
The tone of voice of the princess of a ruined country and the appearance of a noble sage who led all the demons disappeared without a trace.
There was only a foolish man’s wife who had a love bordering on fanaticism and lusted for the scent of her man’s flesh and lips.
However, what if it’s not a little classical? How about being a little lustful?
The golden age of life.
A woman who fell into the abyss at the moment when she should have been happiest, endured over a thousand years, nearly two thousand years, and even held the humiliation of her husband in her heart, and finally regained his love.
It was definitely something that deserved everyone’s applause.
As long as you are happy, we are satisfied with that.
A being born from the shadows and given the shape of an extremely ominous jackdaw.
‘Kkamangi’.
The loyal subject, who always does not shy away from bad times and sacrifices her life by vigorously waving her small wings, looks at her master, who is riding on the interrogator’s back and burying his face in the crook of his neck, and hopes that the love of the Lord will dwell in her future. I prayed and prayed again.
The devil’s creatures are called derogatory terms such as wretched beings.
“Julius, I have a wish. Will you grant it?”
“… What wish do you mean?”
“hehehehe- That’s right, after the work here is over, I have to live with Leila.”
“… That’s right. “I can’t be a nuisance to Cryle forever.”
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“Then, shouldn’t we prepare a gift for our lovely Leila?”
“……What gift do you mean?”
“Of course, making Layla’s younger brother… Kek.”
Sigh────!
The sight reflected in the black eyes of a black bird.
The devil, whose cheeks were blushing to a suspicious degree, smelled the flesh of the nape of the inquisitor’s neck, twirled her eyes, and an endless lust began to dwell within her dark blue walls, which had preserved the purity and depth of time. Do.
Finally, the wish coming out of the mouth of a demon named Cecil was truly embarrassing to hear from someone nearby.
The holy sword, which was majestically placed in the hallway of the church, radiating neat divine power in front of the interrogator, spontaneously levitated its body in the air and flew at a speed that was invisible to the eye, striking the woman’s small head with the mace of justice. I put it down.
“Ahh! Hey! Don’t disturb! It’s a holy sword and it’s Nabal. “Why do you keep interrupting our relationship!”
Wow ─────!
“Ikeek! Get away from me! “How is this piece of sword interfering with the great work of the great devil Cecil!”
-… Caw.
A chirp that seems to have many different meanings all in one place.
As an insignificant body, a loyalist who dared to call out the name of the Lord for her master and prayed for only blessings for her future.
Kamangi looked at the sky of Darkana covered with dark clouds and ended up making another wish that didn’t fit the fountain.
Please, my master. Have a little self-control.
Please show a little modesty in front of a man named Julius.
Like that, I prayed and prayed.
-Grraaa!
Surprisingly, the evil dragon that was walking in the sky above and glaring at the ground also seemed to have the same thoughts as a lowly jackdaw.
The story of the holy sword, the evil dragon, and the black crow that took place in the capital.
It was a story about the love, madness, and lust of a woman who was like an unbridled colt, seen through their eyes.