65 – Prelude to Tragedy
Cry───
A corner of an old-fashioned mansion with a quiet atmosphere.
In the middle of the drawing room, with an impressive red carpet and a table carved from a whole tree, has a very familiar appearance.
A man with golden hair, Inquisitor Julius Tapnell, pours tea into her teacup with a graceful smile in front of him.
No, an angel with the power of death in his heart. She was looking at Lionel Ta and remembering what had just happened.
“… ….”
Julius was smiling while watching the comical skit that took place in the Royal Library.
An angel with brown hair suddenly appeared in front of him.
Lionelta gently greeted him with the same smile as when she met him in Aran.
‘It’s been a while. No, it’s been a while since we met. It’s really nice to meet you again. Julius Tapnel.’
‘… What brings you here all of a sudden? ‘Lionelta.’
‘Hmm, are you giving me respect again? Oh my, if you weren’t Nirhil’s partner, I might have fallen in love with you.’
‘If you’re going to keep saying such nonsense, please step away. Before Cecil comes back.’
‘It’s a love so beautiful that it still brings tears to my eyes. ‘He is the representative of Tapnel, the angel of faith, and yet he protects evil that deserves to be destroyed.’
‘…Isn’t Cecil an evil person who deserves to be destroyed…!’
‘Well, it’s done. If you really think so. ‘Maybe it’s not evil.’
‘……Yes?’
Just like in Aran, Julius, who thought that Lionelta was going to kill Cecil, brought out the brilliant light in his heart and clenched his fist, but the unexpected result that came out of the angel’s mouth as he waved his hand with a bright smile on his face. I frowned at the words I couldn’t say and tilted my head.
‘Why did you think I would try to kill Nirhil again? I’m sorry, but I’m a foolish angel who willingly jumps into trials even though I know it’s impossible. My thoughts are a little different from Tafnel. The fully resurrected Nirhil and the greatest man on earth, Julius, are not foolish enough to attack you.’
Lionel Ta looks like a noble lady, covering her mouth with the back of her hand and smiling elegantly.
Julius, who was glaring at her, slowly loosened her fists and extinguished her brilliantly burning golden flame at the angel’s expression of her will that she had no intention of attacking her. After dropping it, she asked her question with the same neat and elegant look she always had.
‘Then, what is the reason you came to see me like this?’
‘Didn’t I tell you last time that when I come back, I’ll bring you a gift you’ll love?’
‘…… A gift?’
As she said that, there was a mischievous smile on the corner of her mouth that was surprisingly the same as when Cecil was joking.
He tilted her head, looked at her with half-opened eyes, and slowly opened her mouth.
‘It’s a pity, but I can’t accept a gift from another woman. ‘I want to avoid doing anything that Cecil might dislike.’
‘Ha, Erman and you, what is it that you think is so good about that light year? As a woman, I find it difficult to understand her man’s feelings.’
A foolish man who, with a serious expression on his face, would not accept a gift from an angel for fear of offending his wife.
Lionel Tha, who was astounded at the sight of Julius, placed her hand on her forehead and sighed once, and continued speaking in a voice that seemed to have lost energy for some reason.
‘Then, let me change my words.’
‘Whatever you say. I have no intention of talking to you…’
‘My gift. It is absolutely necessary for Cecile and your happy future.’
‘… ….’
‘And it is also essential to prevent the destruction of the world.’
Whatever, even though it’s like this. Still don’t feel like receiving my gift?
‘…… I am.’
A sweet gift that cannot be refused, given by a woman who looks surprisingly similar to Cecil.
What the man so longed for, and what he longed for again. Happy future.
Julius, who felt with his whole body the irresistible temptation contained in that one sentence, slowly and lazily opened his mouth.
‘If it is truly a gift that can help Cecil, let’s listen.’
He eventually had to say the words of consent.
‘No, no, no!’
I quickly regretted it when I heard my wife’s screams, which were painful and deafening.
.
.
.
“…Rius, Julius. Are you listening?”
Awakening her man from his fleeting thoughts.
Julius came to his senses at the sound of an angel’s voice coming from across the table, and before he knew it, he smelled the fragrant black tea flowing from the teacup in front of him, and slowly raised his head towards the brown-haired woman sitting right in front of him. Lifted.
“We don’t have much time. I have a lot to tell you, but Nirhil, who hates me so much, won’t just sit by and watch. “The conversation should be as concise and quick as possible.”
If Cecil had a twin sister, would she look like this?
Starting from the pale mucus inside the big eyes, to the sharp nose, peach-colored lips, and shiny brown hair.
I felt a voice that was eerily similar to my wife’s coming from the mouth of an angel who surprisingly resembled Cecil.
Julius ended up saying something without thinking.
“As expected, my heart doesn’t beat unless it’s her.”
“…I said I don’t have time. “Why on earth are you talking nonsense like that?”
Despite the angel’s words frowning and tilting his head, Julius just nodded, stroking his face with his hand with a satisfied smile on his face.
The heart does not even move in front of a woman who looks very similar to Cecil.
As expected, he felt very happy after receiving confirmation that Nir Hill, the demon who resided in his wife, was the woman he loved so much back then.
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With a softer expression, he began to listen to Lionel Ta.
“Yes, I understand.”
“… This guy or that b*tch. “Are they all just crazy things?”
Lionelta felt goosebumps rising at the sight of Julius, who suddenly seemed to be in a better mood, and shook her head with a slightly fed-up expression. She took a sip of the black tea that was placed in front of her to wet her mouth, then slowly opened her mouth. Opened.
“The reason I invited you to my territory is simple. “To prevent the destruction of the world.”
And my lovely son. The same purpose is to prevent the death of Saint Erman.
“…Did you say destruction?”
“Yes, the fact that the fortunes of this world are already on the decline has become an undeniable fact.”
Lionelta, who has lost all the loose energy from before, puts on a serious expression and speaks of destruction in an elegant voice.
Despite her absurd words, the golden-haired man, Julius Tapnell, simply nodded at her.
“Yes, that certainly might be the case.”
“… Why is it so easy to believe what I say?”
“Angels and humans are beings who can tell lies. However, a devil is a high-ranking devil with great power. Because you can never tell a lie.”
“!”
With a calm expression, Julius recites the identity of Lionelta, one of Heaven’s long-standing secrets, as if he were stating an obvious fact.
When and how did you notice it?
Really, the strongest man on earth was also the strongest on earth in terms of intellect?
Lionelta swallowed her saliva once at his goosebumps-inducing words, which even felt a slight sense of awe, and looked up at him carefully and asked a question to the interrogator.
“How on earth did you know my identity?”
“…… How did you know?”
A being who is both an archangel and a great devil. Looking at her dark walls where justice and evil swirled together, Julius slowly and leisurely opened his mouth.
“Cecil told me.”
“…… Under?”
‘Now that I think about it, Cecil, Lionelta is an angel and can also handle demonic energy. Is it possible for a celestial being to use divine and magical energy at the same time?
‘hehehehe, not everyone can do it, but it’s not impossible. In particular, Sister Lionelta is also the great devil who swallowed Archangel Lionel. ‘You can easily control demonic energy.’
‘…Lionelta was a devil disguised as an angel?’
“I asked him vaguely the other day, and he very willingly told me. Thanks to you, I was able to solve my doubts in a clear way.”
“…Cecil, this vulgar girl, just loses her mind over a man and just reveals that important secret?”
Recalling the image of the foolish devil who had revealed to Julius a secret that only archangels and archdemons knew on this earth, in a way that was nothing more than a simple leak, Lionel Ta even threw away her usual noble aura and walked away. He scolded her profusely in his mind.
“What a mean girl, Cecil is the cutest, most beautiful, and most chaste woman in the world….”
“Stop, stop. Because I was wrong. “Don’t go down strange paths.”
Julius was incensed by the word ‘vulgarity’ that Lionel Tarr had inadvertently uttered, and she was appalled by her wife’s truly embarrassing boast that came out of his mouth. She waved her hand and shut her interrogator’s mouth. I did it.
After finishing the ridiculous skit, which broke the solemn atmosphere in an instant, she took another sip of black tea and slowly straightened her posture.
“Anyway, my identity was unintentionally revealed. The story must be fast. Yes, I am a devil who became an angel after devouring Lionel, the angel of death, a long time ago. It’s the Great Devil Lionelta. So, everything that comes out of my mouth is also true.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“First, before discussing destruction. “I have a story to tell you.”
“… ….”
“It seems like you instinctively sensed this, but you should have known this clearly.”
“… As expected, it was a story about Cecil.”
“Yes, the only one in this world who has a soul. Nirhil, the evil one who broke the taboo and fell from a human to a demon.”
How did that absolutely terrible thing come into being?
I must tell you that.
“… I will listen carefully.”
“Okay, thank you. Well then, let me tell you, cursed being. About the birth of the great evil Nirhil.”
The Great Devil’s Nest looks exactly like the mansion where Saints Erman and Cecil lived together. In the middle of it all, the Angel of Death with brown hair and deep blue eyes began to speak in a low, hushed voice, as if telling an old story to a child.
… This is a story that happened a long time ago.
The beginning of an ugly and sacred confrontation between the great devil and the saint that repeats for eternity.
What happened in the world reached by the father who sacrificed everything for his daughter.
It is the beginning of a cruel tragedy.
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“Hey! Cecil! Are you playing around here again?”
At the loud voice of a very noisy woman who woke her up from a sweet midday sleep, Cecil Lionel Ta, a woman with beauty that could easily be called beautiful, raised her head with a frown.
“Profit! “Who is it, who dares to disturb Cecil’s nap time!”
“It’s your sister, b*tch!”
Wow────!
For a woman who had just woken up, the pain was too much to bear.
The brown-haired girl, who was even shedding tears as she felt the sharp and bitter pain that was starting to spread from her left arm to her whole body, was looking for the shameful unbeliever who dared to hit her saint’s forearm. She turned her head back and forth.
The adopted daughter of the god Rom, with beautiful purple eyes.
She made eye contact with Emily Lidina, her first priest.
“Eh, Emily.”
“Come, my beloved younger brother.”
Although she is a priest, she has a cigarette in her mouth in an extremely blasphemous manner, and is completely different from her delinquent appearance. She has beautiful silver hair and neat priestly clothes.
No, she is so young that she can be called a girl.
She started clicking her tongue as she looked at the pitiful behavior of her younger sister, who was secretly squatting and sleeping behind the beautiful tree located in the corner of the central church.
“Tsk tsk, Cecil. You pathetic b*tch. “You are about to become a saint, but even if you studied the doctrine, you can’t do much, so why are you hiding here and sleeping?”
“Huh, huh! Who said they wanted to be a saint or something? “In the first place, Emily got rid of her because she didn’t want to become a saint!”
“This tiny rat-sized thing has a mouth.”
“Hey, profit! Don’t hit me on the head! “My hair is already bad, so what if it gets worse?”
Emily shows no sign of reflection on her actions, and gently clenches her fist towards the girl who just keeps making excuses.
Seeing her fearsome appearance, Cecile remembered the taste of her hand that was so spicy that it brought tears to her eyes earlier, and she got up in shock.
Wanting to escape from the hands of her silver-haired ghost, she started running away without even looking back.
“Cecil! “Stop nitpicking and you won’t be able to come back!”
“I hate poetry! I don’t like it. “I was just trying to make a living as a priest, and I never heard of you becoming a saint!”
Cecile ran away with all her might, ignoring the angry voice of the priestess coming from behind her, and it was only when she entered a quiet alley with few people that she could finally stop and catch her breath. .
“Heh, heh. Sister Emily. I’m almost turning 30. As the days go by, I get more and more eccentric. Later, when you really turn 30. “Can I survive?”
The girl in priest’s uniform began to open her mouth as soon as she became fit, probably because she had lost her senses after being hit by Emily.
Cecil Lionel rode her newly white hair and wiped the sweat from her face with her slender forearm, then she slowly turned her head and took a look around the alleyway she had run into. Saw.
“Uh, this is where the jewelry store is, right? There is no place to nap and no place to have lunch. Not funny.”
Tuk-
The exhausted girl, whose head was filled with nothing but sleep and food, stroked my hungry stomach once, then muttered her mouth, expressing with her whole body, ‘I’m angry,’ and walked with difficulty as she walked. Began to move.
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And so on, Cecile was snooping around the alleys, which were boring and boring for a young girl, and turning her head here and there to see if there was anything interesting, her blue eyes sparkling with pure and clear energy, she looked somewhere. It started bouncing towards.
“Hey! Energy! Yo. This!”
“…… ?”
At the overly lively girl’s voice echoing in an old-fashioned alley, a somewhat foolish-looking man who was hurriedly following her, carrying a strange piece of cloth, expressed his surprise with his whole body. He turned his head towards her with his eyes wide open.
“Three, Miss Cecil? “It must be catechesis time now, so what on earth are you doing here?”
“Hey, I missed it!”
“…… It’s not okay to say something. “How can you be so confident?”
Seeing the image of an immature girl with a bright smile as she proudly says that she ran away from the church, Rian, a second-ranking priest of the church and loyal follower of Saint Erman, is distracted by the sharp pain she feels in the back of her neck. Feeling this growing distant, I forced my mouth to open and continued speaking.
“Miss Cecil, Miss Cecil will soon become a saint of our Church of Telmere. “If you go out and have fun like this, Erman might get in trouble.”
“Hmph! Dad can get into more trouble! He said several times that he didn’t want to be a saint or something. How can you force something to happen like this without my knowledge? Sigh! “I think I might run out of the house.”
“… Do you have a place to go when you leave the house?”
“Um… Shall I stay in the same room as Emily?”
This girl with brown hair seems to have no interest in the title of saint, a position that is envied and worshiped by everyone in the world.
Then what on earth does this girl want to do?
Her curiosity was piqued, and Lian, forgetting that she was very busy right now, cleared her throat once and then turned to the girl and quietly asked her question.
“By the way, Miss Cecil. Why on earth do you hate becoming a saint so much? Of course, she may not like it because she has a lot of education to do before she becomes a saint, but once she becomes a saint, she will be able to live a much more leisurely life than an ordinary priest.”
“That’s right! If she becomes a saint, she can’t get married. “My dream is to become a priest.”
“…… Yes, yes?”
What on earth does this sound like?
The bride, Cecil Lionel Taga, who was called the haughty doe of Darkana, and there were bizarre rumors going around that she was not interested in men at all and was enjoying s*x with women.
Is marriage your dream?
Lian, who was mesmerized by the incomprehensible words that came from the mouth of the beautiful girl, was barely able to turn her head when she heard the screams of her saintly daughter, Cecile, coming from in front of her. I was able to capture the spirit of
“aaah! What, what? “What did I just say?”
“Yes, yes? “You clearly said that marriage was your dream.”
“Hey, getting married? I? “The one who impurely mixes herself with her man, is this marriage a dream?”
“You clearly said that just now….”
“That can’t be possible! In the first place, I have never once been moved by her man, but it is not a relationship, it is some kind of marriage. “Me too.”
This is all because of Dad. You’re saying nonsense like this because you’re suffering for no reason, and you’re tired.
The girl, who was so flustered that her embarrassment was visible, continued to mumble something while touching her soft cheeks that were as red as blush.
When Rian saw her like that, she thought it was just a silly prank that a saint’s daughter always did, and she came to the conclusion of her own accord.
“Miss Cecil, please make sure you only play pranks like this on me. “If you use such language in front of others, the prestige of the church will be…”
“Wow! No! This is no joke! “I’m serious.”
“Are you seriously thinking about getting married? “Who are you talking about?”
“Uh… Uh….”
“…… Huh?”
“Ugh! Don’t argue! “This is all because of my dad, I hate him!”
“… You can’t blame Erman for being childish and childish.”
It could have been just a joke, but Rian looked at the girl who kept shaking her head and running around as if she was confused, and when she felt the weight of a very heavy piece of cloth in her arms, she realized that she was very busy right now. Gon hurriedly bowed his head towards her and began to walk quickly.
“Hey, I. Anyway, please take your time and come back to the central church a little later. Today is a very important event in the church. “Miss Cecil, a saint-to-be, must attend.”
“Oh, was today the day the angelic representatives came?”
This is something that I have been hearing from the high-ranking elders of the Deaf Church for several months now.
Cecil, who had been bothered by the annoying nagging to personally prepare for the baptism ceremony for the angelic representatives, smiled mischievously as if everything had gone well.
Sensing her anxiety from her appearance, Lian began to stomp her feet nervously and open her mouth towards her again.
“Well, today’s event is an important event that should never be missed. “On the day that Miss Cecil doesn’t attend, not only me but also Priest Emily may be disciplined.”
“Hey, you’re being disciplined. “You mean both Uncle Lian and Sister Emily?”
“Well, Priest Emily is older than me….”
“It’s noisy! “Because Emily never gets old, she will be her sister forever.”
“… ….”
Really, the representatives of that handsome angel are coming today?
Though she didn’t know the faces or names of the children, Cecile, who was somehow in a happy mood when she heard that they were coming, ran to Lian’s side with a bright smile and asked him a question with a slightly sinister expression.
“So? “Who exactly are the angelic representatives coming today?”
“That is Krail-kun, the agent of punishment…”
“Oh, wait a moment. “I somehow feel like I know the other side.”
“Well, finally. “Did you receive a revelation from God?”
Lian nods his head, truly admiring the words of the girl who is waving her fingers around with a confident smile.
However, he could not help but make a gloomy expression as the girl continued.
“The other one is a representative of faith, right? hehehehe, for some reason my intuition is telling me that’s the case. “In fact, maybe I had the talent to become a saint?”
“… If you still want to receive revelation, you will have to pray for a while longer.”
“……What do you mean? “Are you saying I was wrong?”
For some reason, what I thought was definitely true turned out to be wrong.
No, I could be wrong, but why was I so sure that the representative of the angel coming today was the representative of ‘faith’?
Cecile, feeling slightly dizzy from the feeling of disconnection that had been tormenting her from a while ago, placed her hand on her head, frowned, and spat out her words as if spewing them out at Lian, who still had a gloomy expression on her face. .
“… Uncle, then… Who on earth is the other one?”
“In fact, the representative of the remaining person who is coming to the church today to be baptized is.”
This is Ms. Talia Ziffnell, the representative of love and charity.
“… Thalia? “It’s too feminine for a boy’s name.”
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“That’s right, because she is a woman. She is a little girl who is six years younger than Miss Cecil. “She is young, so I wonder if she will adapt well to life as an interrogator.”
Lian, who wanted to become friends with the young girl who was entering the church after a long time and Cecil, who had no other friends of the same age as her, tried to get her interest by repeating her useless nonsense.
The saint’s daughter, who was actually hearing that sound, was in a state of embarrassment that even she herself could not understand. No, she was beyond embarrassed and even felt deep fear, and her delicate body began to tremble.
Lowering her head so as not to show her pale face, she uttered her last question to her father’s loyal servant.
“…Uncle Lian. “Finally, I have one last question to ask you.”
“Yes, feel free to ask questions, Miss Cecil.”
“… I know who the agent of punishment, the agent of love, and the agent of death are.”
“Because you are the next saint. “It’s difficult if you don’t know.”
“Of course, then.”
Who is now the representative of faith?
An extremely simple question coming from the mouth of a girl who had no idea what she was saying.
Thinking that Rian was playing a silly prank again, she sighed at Cecil’s extremely mischievous question and slowly and carefully put her answer into her mouth in a clear voice. .
“… Well, isn’t the position of representative of faith vacant right now?”
In the first place, no one has been chosen as a representative of faith since Saint Telmere.
Sharply───.
“Three, Miss Cecil? Miss Cecil? Are you unwell? Wow, what is this all of a sudden?”
An extremely common sense that came out of Rian’s mouth.
As soon as the words ‘After Saint Telmere, the position of Taphnel, the Angel of Faith, remains vacant’ flowed into her ears, Cecil fell helplessly on the floor and continued to act as if she had lost her mind. I muttered something and my eyes trembled slightly.
“… It’s strange, it doesn’t make sense. After all, there must be an agent for faith, right? Hey, I know the name. So, the name, the name…”
It was definitely mmm.
Who was it?
Lala── Lala──
The fresh sound of a woman’s song flowing from somewhere along with the wind carrying the fragrant scent of grass.
An unknown song of blessing celebrating the couple’s wedding tickles the girl’s ears.
Cecil slowly turned her head and looked at the seat next to her.
‘Cecil, I love you.’
The man with the beautiful golden hair who had always been by her side was nowhere to be seen.
“Ah, ah, ahhh!”
Only emptiness fills her side.
It was so full, it was just filling up.
A story of a tragedy that once occurred, told by the Angel of Death.
The saint who succeeded in saving my daughter, Julius Tapnel, does not exist.
The story of a poor woman who wakes up in such an empty world.
… It was the prelude to the birth of the great evil Nirhil.