59 – She Realized&Welcome! At the ㅁㅁ mansion
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A quiet corner of the drawing room where you can hear the sound of a wind-up clock that is intricately interlocked and constantly turning.
A woman with silver hair imbued with magical energy and purple eyes that sparkle beautifully as if they are studded with jewels.
She was once called the Immortal Priestess and the adoptive daughter of the main deity Rom, who was almost revered as a saint of the Telmere Church.
Emily Liddy I just glanced at the girl in front of me, her legs shaking slightly, wondering what was so unsettling.
“… ….”
“Hey, over there. Thalia. “Are you very angry?”
“… ….”
“You’re very angry….”
The silver-haired priest fidgets and tries to talk to Thalia, the black-haired girl who is frighteningly motionless and just staring at the steaming teacup in front of her.
In response to no response, she just lowered her head in a cold sweat.
‘Talia, you look really angry.’
‘That girl, once she gets really angry, it’s really hard to calm her down….’
‘No, but what did I really do so wrong?’
‘Now that I think about it, I didn’t really do anything wrong, did I?’
‘It’s strange that I’m groveling like this in the first place.’
‘Here, I’m not your real mother. ‘It’s time for me, like a mother, to gently fix this child’s messy hair.’
In a corner of her quiet living room, with her head down and deep in thought, she tapped her knee and raised her head when a phrase came to her mind. Raised it.
I didn’t do anything wrong.
Although Emily goes around pretending to be an elegant priest. In the end, this is the essence.
Thoughtful in everything. Moderate. Moderate.
A woman who moves by intuition rather than logic.
That is the true nature of the priestess named Emily Lydina.
For a moment, she was ‘scared’ by the anger of the black-haired girl in front of her.
But then, doesn’t it make no sense for the elder to continue to bow down?
The priestess, having made up her mind, swallowed her saliva loudly and began to shout at Thalia with a stern expression, her brilliant purple eyes flashing.
“Talia. No matter how much you hate the devil. “We shouldn’t think that all devils are bad…”
“You didn’t fire her from her position as a saint because you had such careless thoughts!”
“Ah, no… I wasn’t cut, I was brought out…”
She was confidently charging towards her girl, but she suddenly opened her eyes white and frowned at her as if she were an evil spirit, and the spirit of the girl shouted at her.
Embarrassingly, Emily hesitated and blurted out her words, pushed by her own momentum.
“I, too, had my own thoughts, so I turned a blind eye to Julius and Cecil. “Do you know that I always do things without thinking?”
“Priest Emily. No, Brother Krail didn’t look like that because he took after her mother! First of all, he was the one who smoked cigarettes in front of the kids. Are you acting like an adult now?”
In response to Talia’s merciless barrage of truth pouring in like waves one after another, Emily, who had become completely mute, began to protest against her girl, even with tears in her eyes, unlike any adult.
“I, I bloomed secretly. It’s because you guys keep chasing me. And do you know what it feels like to hear that a woman who has never held her man’s hand is his mother?”
“… ….”
At a young age, she felt skeptical about becoming a priest and went to work under Brukin, a priest she admired.
This time, the black-haired girl’s mouth closed as if she were mute, as she lamented that she had suddenly had to play the role of a mother to a bunch of brattish children who were not even in her family.
“I know too. “What are you worried about?”
“… ….”
“Those who listen to the whispers of the devil will end in destruction.”
“… ….”
“But, Julius will be able to overcome it well. And that Cecil is a nicer kid than you think.”
Good? As soon as the good woman makes eye contact, will she start swearing and punching her in the face?
Thalia, who was very dissatisfied with Emily’s words that made her head tilt, tried to open her mouth towards her with her fighting spirit renewed.
She just lowered her head with a gloomy expression as Emily continued to whisper softly.
“I know. “It’s best not to get involved with the devil.”
“When I first saw the devil named Cecil, I also thought that he should be sacrificed.”
“… ….”
“It is a being that spreads electrifying fear, embracing an evil that humans cannot bear.”
“But even so, I couldn’t bear to let that devil away from Julius.”
“… ….”
“In fact, didn’t you vaguely notice it? “When Julius first came back to Kente, he saw the look in that child’s eyes.”
‘You don’t look very good, Julius. It looks like he’s going through a lot of trouble. Now that he’s back home, why don’t you take some pressure off his shoulders?’
‘… ….’
“That was not the look in the eyes of a living person. “The look in Julius’s eyes when he returned was to the point where I couldn’t open my eyes and look at him.”
That’s right. It was the look in the eyes of a dead man. In other words, there was no life at all to be found.
“However, after the devil named Cecil appeared, Julius began to regain his vitality, as if it were a lie.”
“… ….”
“It’s like putting strong thread back on a doll whose thread was broken.”
“That’s why. “As a mother, I decided to watch over that couple.”
She is not the usual mischievous priestess who seems to be lacking something.
The sight of a woman showing her face as a mother to a group of brazen children named Julius, Cryil, and Thalia, and beginning to comfort her child who cannot overcome her anger.
The girl who had been so stubbornly muttering like a prayer that she had to kill the devil ended up muttering words of approval so softly that they wouldn’t be heard unless you were paying close attention.
“…Okay. “Let’s just watch for a little while, just a little while.”
There is no way Julius would make a wrong choice.
A new family that was like a support for a child whose family was massacred by the devil and who was standing on the edge of his life.
When he was young, the boy with blonde hair always guided him with a confident expression.
I’m sure I won’t make any wrong choices.
Obviously, this is the wrong path. Because we will break through head on.
Thalia, remembering her infinite trust in Julius, who had always been in her heart, eventually gave up her stubbornness and simply nodded her head with a sullen expression towards the silver-haired priest.
“Yes, that is. Thalia, you need to cool off too. Look, the great being we serve, the angel, is also cooling his head.”
Emily smiles brightly as she points to the view beyond the huge, transparent window that fills one wall of the living room.
The sight that caught Thalia’s eyes as she turned her head to follow the direction her finger was pointing at was…
“Hmm, this outfit isn’t bad either.”
“… Well, these are all my clothes…”
“Ha, so. What do you mean? He said he would personally wear the clothes of the insignificant devil Naburangi. “Are you complaining now that even kneeling down and bowing isn’t enough?”
“Oh, no, it’s coming… Ugh….”
A demon with blonde hair.
An angel of kindness and love who is receiving a gift of gorgeous clothes from the Countess, who is inhabited by a high-ranking demon named Lana Hill.
The appearance of Archangel Zifnel came into view.
“Because of Julius, the clothes you came with are ruined. “He said he was inevitably receiving the countess’s clothes instead.”
“… Wouldn’t it be okay to just buy a new dress?”
Thalia tilted her head and glanced at Emily at the incomprehensible actions of the angel.
The priestess, looking at her with a slightly sinister expression, stuck out her head and made a small gesture with her hand towards the girl, then whispered quietly as if she was telling her secret. It started.
“You can’t stay in Aran forever. “She was originally planning on picking up something affordable from a high-end clothing store.”
“…Why are you doing that?”
In response to Thalia’s questionable answer, Emily raised her hand and pointed somewhere and continued her speech.
“You look very manly, but you don’t have any clothes that fit this chest area. “Inevitably, you couldn’t find clothes that fit unless they were custom-made.”
“… ….”
“Well, it doesn’t matter since we’ll never have to do something like that again. “I think the angel is having a really hard time.”
“… ….”
“Come on, Thalia? Why are you doing this all of a sudden?”
After the story about the outrageous chest came out, Thalia gave no answer and just opened her eyes, thinking about something far away.
What on earth did she think of that made her suddenly look like this?
“… Yes, that was it. “This lowly devil…”
“W-What are you talking about, Thalia? “The story of the devil is not over…”
“You lowly devil! How dare you shamefully tempt Brother Julius with her breasts!”
A girl with black hair who had barely calmed down.
Emily, who had witnessed her unknown anger from the front as it began to appear on Thalia Ziffnell’s face, could only tilt her head and blink her eyes, not knowing what she was talking about.
“Come on, Thalia? “What do you mean by that all of a sudden?”
“… ….”
“Get on, Thalia?”
Emily desperately tries to talk to her, but her anger blinds her, and Talia confronts the devil that happened yesterday.
She was remembering the feeling she felt when she was tangled with the brown-haired woman, Cecil Lionel Ta.
When I saw her with my own eyes, she was very ordinary.
That soft, soft feeling she felt when he got on top of her, punched her, and rolled around.
It was clearly an extremely dangerous and hideous thing that would arouse her man’s lust.
“… As expected, we have to find Brother Julius right now.”
“Well, just leave it alone, right? “If you visit for no reason and see even a sweet appearance, you won’t be able to bear it…”
“I have to find it! Brother Julius is also a man. “You may be going down the wrong path because of your lust!”
“Uh, when did you say you would trust me?”
“aaah!”
The center of Aran’s lord’s castle.
A girl’s scream echoes from a corner of the luxurious living room.
She realized it.
I don’t know what it is, but I definitely realized it.
‘Hey, how dare you covet Julius? To the wet-smelling little subject.’
‘Julius is a very passionate man in bed. ‘You don’t know.’
Why did that dirty devil spit out such a sound towards me?
Why can he never overcome the devil?
I just realized it.
***
“hehehehe, we’re having an interesting conversation.”
“… Cecil, what are you muttering to yourself again?”
“Huh? Nothing. Lol.”
I can’t feel any signs of human popularity anywhere.
In the middle of an uninhabited world where there is only silence.
The priest and the devil were facing each other and talking while cutting steak on the table.
“It’s so nice to be enjoying a quiet morning just the two of us. “I remember going to Kariji Restaurant.”
“Hmm, definitely. “With no one around, it feels like the entire store has been rented out.”
“Now that I think about it, you had red hair back then, right? “I’m suddenly curious, what was it like for me with red hair?”
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The devil grabbed my head in two and started flapping it, just like it did at the Kariji restaurant.
The sight was so cute that Julius let out a small laugh, shook his head, stood up, caressed her pure white cheek, and whispered softly.
“Whether it is brown hair or red hair. Even if you don’t have any hair. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world.”
“… No, no matter what, it would be difficult if I didn’t have hair.”
Even so, Cecil seemed to really like the beautiful words that came out of Julius’s mouth and began to laugh hysterically as he rummaged through the piece of steak in front of him.
There was no knife or anything in her hand.
That’s right, Julius, who was extremely kind to the woman named Cecil, had already carefully cut her share of steak.
The devil, whose hands were cursed and unable to do anything related to cooking, was just happily tapping his legs and stuffing his late breakfast into his tiny mouth.
Lala─ Lala──.
“… In the end, we couldn’t find anything in the church.”
Yum yum.
“Is the only way left is to simply wait for news to come from the devil who has taken over the palace?”
Yum yum yum.
“…Cecil, won’t you tell me about that demon called Arnhill….”
“I don’t like it.”
She had a very relaxed expression and was constantly playing with her small mouth. As soon as she heard the name of the devil, ‘Arnhil’, coming out of Julius’s mouth, she frowned and flatly refused his request.
“… Can I ask why you don’t like it?”
“Well, it may have been before, but now she has the body of a ‘girl’. “I don’t want to talk about women other than me.”
“… I’m just saying this just in case, but if the devil had taken her man’s body, would you have told her?”
“Wow, why do I have to say the man’s name? “I only look at Julius, think only about Julius, and only want to call Julius?”
Looking at her deep blue eyes, which had begun to become cloudy as if even the light was being sucked in, the blond-haired man, Julius Tapnel, slowly closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh.
Her own wife, as lovely as she is, doesn’t seem to have any intention of telling her about the high-ranking demon that has taken over her palace.
Then, in order to obtain information about the devil called Arnhill. I guess that means you have to do ‘that’.
“…Are you sure you don’t want to tell me?”
“Of course, I don’t want to dirty your ears with stories about b*tches and such.”
“… Then, you have no intention of doing business with me…”
“Yes! “I want to do it.”
“… ….”
Was this what you were aiming for from the beginning?
Looking at her face, with her eyes sparkling and the corners of her mouth starting to twitch, it seems like the intention was to make a deal from the beginning.
Julius, who saw Cecile’s disgusting appearance with a big smile and started shaking her body, raised his finger and touched her sharp nose, turned her head with half-opened eyes and looked at her. I started to open my mouth.
“So, what am I going to do for you? Tell me a story about a wicked devil.”
“Of course it’s a hot, sticky and passionate night!”
“… As a priest, I cannot grant such a wish. It has to be wholesome.”
“Tch.”
Cecil, who must have been very dissatisfied with having her greatest wish rejected so suddenly, scowled at her mouth and kicked the floor. After rolling her eyes here and there for a moment, as if she had come up with a good idea, she smiled brightly again and looked at her. I raised my head.
“Then, instead of a hot, sticky, passionate night of erotic lust and lust!”
“… Is it because of my mood that it took longer than before?”
“Please join me in making my uniform!”
“…Uniform?”
“Yes! The uniform. Now I’m an Inquisitor, not an Archdemon. “Whatever, I need a uniform.”
Cecil stands up from her seat with excitement like a child, crossing her arms and shrugging her shoulders.
“……Hmm.”
It’s a uniform. Well, as long as he has been proudly named as the heretic inquisitor of the Telmere Church, Jieon Jeong, an honorary position.
The assortment needs to be well-defined.
Even if you think about it carefully, there is absolutely nothing suspicious about it.
The Heretic Questioner, who was extremely naive, simply nodded at the devil’s words.
After receiving ‘permission’ from her beloved husband, Cecil gently lifted the hem of her skirt and slowly bowed her head towards him, as if she were a noble daughter.
“Hmm, then, for the actual production of uniforms. First, let me invite you to the world of dreams. “You can look forward to it, because it is a place where you can get a glimpse into my most secret heart.”
Lord of dreams.
Great Demon Nirhil.
No, it is the dreamlike mansion boasted by Inquisitor Cecil Lionelta.
hehehehe.
“… You really have to open your mouth like that manly….”
Just───!
……
Neither the devil, who chattered with a triumphant look on her face, nor her priest, who looked at her, shaking his head.
An unmanned restaurant disappeared without a trace.
In the middle of the world, where the dishes on the table are getting cold and silence is starting to fill the air again.
Wuuu!
Only one person. No, just one sack.
Only the Holy Sword, who was not invited to the devil’s mansion, could only cry mournfully.
It happened before noon came. A story of two women and a couple.