80 – Anxiety
After a minor incident that occurred in the process of feeding blood to Cecil.
Julius was sitting on the bed with his long hair loose.
There were only Julius and the Holy Sword in the room, and Cecil was nowhere to be seen.
-Crazy, crazy. That b*tch must be really crazy!
At the loud woman’s voice flowing through her ears, Julius slowly turned his head and looked at her holy sword.
“… ….”
The sight reflected in the eyes was quite strange.
A sword floating and talking in the middle of an ordinary house that could be called a home.
Julius opened his mouth to the holy sword Nerondir with a faint smile upon seeing a sight he could never get used to.
“You’re a prostitute, that’s harsh. “Cecil is a virtuous lady.”
-Lady? Have you finished speaking now, master?
Nerondir got agitated by Julius’ slightly playful words and began to be louder and noisier than before.
Flash-
The fact that it began to emit brilliance was a bonus.
The appearance of the holy sword is extremely noisy both to the ears and the eyes.
However, despite Nerondir’s actions, Julius continued speaking calmly, neatly tying up his scattered blonde hair.
“It may sound like a lie, but Cecil is definitely a chaste woman.”
-Do not say that you will be punished by the Lord Rom! No matter who looks at it, that doesn’t look like a slut…!
“You only act foolishly in front of me.”
-… ….
With just one word coming out of Julius’s mouth, the Holy Sword was unable to say anything more.
“It’s finally quieter.”
Along with the extremely loud voice, the brilliance that emanated from the pure white sword body also disappeared. Julius looked at the scene and nodded his head as if satisfied.
Smurf──
In the middle of the bedroom, where silence began to fill the air, Julius silently began tying his hair neatly.
Unlike when he had short hair, after he had long hair. It was also the time when Julius put in the most effort of the day.
-…… Her.
Beautiful golden hair, like a woman’s, flowed down, intertwined with Julius’ hand. The Holy Sword, looking at that scene, inadvertently exhaled admiration.
“Why is it strange that a man walks around with his hair so long?”
-That suits you really well. Even though he has long hair, he is truly manly.
“Accept compliments kindly.”
Julius nodded his head at the Holy Sword’s words, which for some reason seemed a little less frivolous.
Of course, contrary to what he said, Nerondir’s praise did not make him feel better.
I have already received many compliments like that during the five years that Cecil was gone. Mainly for noble daughters.
-By the way, Julius. Why are you growing your hair out? Don’t men usually feel uncomfortable with long hair?
The Holy Sword said. The way he tilted his sword was strangely human.
Julius’ eyes widened at Nerondir’s words, as if he had been stabbed.
“…… “This is the first time I’ve heard such a question.”
-Huh? This is your first time hearing something like this? Why on earth?
“For the past five years, since I grew my hair out, no one has asked me that question.”
-No, I don’t usually say things like this once…
“Most men just bowed their heads when they saw me. The women were busy wooing me. “Now that I think about it, it’s truly disgusting.”
-…… Unlucky.
As if he was truly in a bad mood, the holy sword trembled on its body. Julius nodded at Nerondir’s words and continued.
“For sure. “I may be a bit unlucky.”
-Not a little, not a lot.
The holy sword that said so twirled gracefully in a circle in the air.
It was a violent reaction to Julius’ unlucky behavior.
“Well, anyway. To answer your question. Inconvenient. Of course it is.”
-But why do you walk around with your hair long?
Looking at Julius, who obediently admitted that he was uncomfortable with long hair, the Holy Sword asked again.
“… ….”
Julius, who was silent for a moment at Nerondir’s words, tied his hair tightly with a black cloth. He slowly began to open his mouth.
“Until Cecil died. I always had short hair. “If I thought my hair was even a little long, I would ask Cryle to trim it short.”
-If you look closely, that friend named Crayle must have been really tired. Whatever you do, cry, cry, cry. I think my friend is a fairy who grants wishes.
“…… Anyway, back then I preferred short hair. “I couldn’t even imagine growing my hair out.”
-I can’t imagine you having short hair.
“I thought you had to have short hair to be manly. That’s why I flatly refused the request of Cecil, who I was dating at the time.”
-Please? What favor?
In response to the Holy Sword’s question, Julius thought for a moment of Cecil’s childhood.
The girl was holding out a children’s book with a picture of a nobleman, which I don’t know where it came from.
The nobleman depicted in that storybook had long hair.
“… ….”
Julius briefly remembered Cecile’s appearance as a human and was left speechless.
Unlike now, I think of a brown-haired girl wearing a clear sky blue dress.
The forgotten guilt, the guilt of causing the death of the woman he loved, flows through his heart.
With the memory of that time when Cecil took her last breath.
-…Rius, Julius!
“…… Oh yeah. I get it.”
The voice of the Holy Sword awakens Julius, who had been sitting blankly for a moment, overcome by bad memories.
At that extremely loud noise, Julius blinked his eyes for a moment and then raised his head. Then he looked at the holy sword and said:
“Even that loud noise of yours is helpful sometimes.”
-Noise, noise? Is that what you thought I was saying until now?
“Anyway, the reason I grew my hair was simple. “It was a kind of atonement.”
-Atonement?
The only word that resonates from the body of the Holy Sword.
Atonement.
Julius opened his mouth with a bitter smile at Nerondir’s words.
“Yes, this is atonement. It’s absolutely useless. “It’s important to me.”
-Somehow, I feel like I know the ending of this story.
The Holy Sword muttered something as if it had an ominous feeling.
Julius spoke indifferently towards Nerondir. Naturally, it was the same ending as always.
“After Cecil died. “I felt the cold emptiness flowing through my veins, and I just burned the heretics in front of me.”
-You really like arson.
“Then one day. “I suddenly looked in the mirror and stopped laughing.”
-Why, because you look so handsome in the mirror?
“No, because it was such a bad joke.”
After Julius said that. He looked at the holy sword, tapped his chin, and continued speaking.
“He didn’t shave his beard, and his hair was thin. “I just laughed because they were like bandits.”
-Women must have been less tangled in those days.
“No, in those days, women’s confessions of love were more severe.”
-Huh?
“They say it looks like a wounded animal. There were many women who rushed to me, offering to comfort my wounds. Among them, there was a lady who knew about Cecil and dyed her hair brown.”
-I’m scared at this point. I think I know why that crazy b*tch is so anxious. It’s truly a magical charm.
The holy sword trembled as if he was thrilled by the legendary anecdote that came out of Julius’ mouth.
He even ’empathized’ with Cecil, whom he hated so much.
-Even though so many women are running towards him, he doesn’t even blink an eye. You are such a great guy.
“Actually, at that time, my heart was shaken.”
-What, what?
At the shocking words that came out of his mouth, the holy sword thrust the hilt of its sword and shouted loudly.
“Clean it up.”
Julius brushed away Nerondir, who was thrusting the hilt of his sword towards his face in an uncomfortable manner, and then began to open his mouth again.
“At that time, I was possessed by an uncontrollable urge.”
-Seo, no way…….
“The urge to burn all the impure things that confess their love to me.”
-Well, that’s right. Tsk!
The Holy Sword, momentarily fooled by Julius’ misleading speech, spat.
Perhaps it was because it had no mouth, but instead of spit, small sparks flew from its pure white sword body.
“… ….”
Julius, who had been looking at that scene in silence, shook his head and sighed.
It was a sigh mixed with regret that I wanted to close that fluttering mouth, but there was no way.
-So, what was that guilt in the end…….
“When a lady with dyed hair brown came to visit me, I couldn’t bear it anymore and burned all of her hair.”
-People. No, listen to the sword!
Despite the Holy Sword’s questions, Julius continued to put only what he wanted to say into his mouth.
Suddenly, it seemed like he was absorbed in the story about his hair.
“Anyway, after all this commotion. When I looked in the mirror, a memory suddenly came to mind.
-I know even if you don’t say it. It must be ‘Cecil’ again.
“…… Even during our marriage, Cecil always whined at me. “I think you’ll look better if you grow your hair longer.”
-Again, again! Cecil, Cecil!
“… ….”
After speaking his words, Julius gently touched the hair that hung neatly on his left chest.
Unlike the days when I had short, scratchy hair, it was as smooth as silk.
It looks like the nobleman from the fairy tale book that Cecil held in her hands long ago.
“… ….”
Julius stood up, feeling the smooth texture of his hand.
Then, after closing his mouth for a moment and thinking carefully about his words, he smiled awkwardly at the Holy Sword and spat out his last words.
“That request was not granted. I didn’t know I would regret it so much. That request, which was not a big deal, was not granted because of my petty stubbornness. “I was so sorry.”
-…… Her.
“So from then on, I started following the nobleman that Cecil wanted. The way I spoke, my appearance, everything changed. “I want to atone for her in some small way.”
-… ….
With those words, Julius left the bedroom without a word, leaving the holy sword behind.
The atmosphere had become so heavy that it was uncomfortable to sit on the bed anymore.
“…… “I have to go see Cecil.”
The bigger reason was that I wanted to see the face of my beloved wife right now.
“If you stay in the outside air for too long, it won’t be good for your body.”
Even at this moment, when Cecil had been revived as a demon and they had begun to love each other again, he was still harboring a slight anxiety in his heart.
It was such a trivial anxiety that I wondered if all of this might be a dream.
“I want to be on the roof.”
Muttering to himself like this while walking down an empty hallway may also be evidence that he is anxious.
“…… Hmm.”
No matter what. Julius was, after all, a man crazy in love who could not live without Cecil by his side.
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***
“Cecil, the night wind is cold. Come on in…….”
Julius went to the roof of the two-story house in front of the Central Church to relieve the anxiety that suddenly filled his mind, but was left speechless by the sight of Cecil welcoming him as soon as he arrived.
“aaah! Julius, Julius!”
The pure white blouse and brown skirt, which were always neat, were badly wrinkled, and her silky and shiny hair was completely tangled.
And above all.
“Hwaaa!”
Cecil’s white and pretty face was covered in tears.
“What’s going on! Cecil!”
Julius, who was startled by that sight, threw away the dignity that he must always maintain as a representative of an angel and rushed towards Cecil.
Until just a moment ago, it was Cecil who was smiling ecstatically while soaking in Julius’ blood.
But what on earth happened in that short period of time to cause such loud wailing?
Julius, who felt his heart sinking at the incomprehensible situation, hugged Cecile with the same momentum as he was running, and then looked around to see if she was injured.
After seeing Cecil’s soft, clean skin without a single wound, I breathed a sigh of relief.
“Uh, Julius….”
Cecile, who had snuggled into Julius’s chest, opened her mouth, rubbing her face covered in tears. He stretched out the tail of his speech.
“Cecil, what on earth is going on?”
Although the pure white shirt Julius was wearing got wet due to Cecil’s tears.
Julius didn’t seem to care about that at all, and just spoke to Cecil in a calm voice.
Sniff─
For a while, the sound of Cecile’s whimpering filled the roof. Soon, a crying voice began to come from her small mouth.
“Well, that. Black. Layla, I have to kill him. That’s right. “Black.”
“… ….”
I couldn’t understand because it was so confusing.
However, Julius, whose expression hardened at the name “Leila” That came out of Cecile’s mouth, affectionately patted her delicate shoulder.
Whatever. This is because I thought calming down Cecil was the priority.
“You, Julius. Me, maybe it’s okay? Oh my gosh.”
“Cecil.”
“Woman, we also need to find the scepter. “If you have a scepter and a scepter, you can fool Layla…”
“Cecil!”
“… ….”
However, instead of calming down despite Julius’ touch, Cecile began to tremble as even her demonic energy began to radiate out of her.
In the end, Julius had no choice but to yell at his wife, which was unusual.
“Cecil, can you calm down?”
“…… Huh.”
Fortunately, Cecil was finally able to come to her senses by the powerful voice of Julius.
Julius brushed her tangled hair behind her ear and spoke to her in a friendly voice.
“Cecil, don’t cry. “What on earth is going on?”
“Well, that.”
“…… Hmm?”
“So, that’s how it happened.”
After Cecil stopped crying, her familiars told him a shocking conversation.
Julius nodded his head with a rather serious expression.
“Yes, Layla said that.”
“Huh, maybe it’s good? Oh my gosh. What if Layla notices? “She hasn’t even found the scepter yet….”
“By the scepter, are you talking about the terrifying abomination that turned you into a devil?”
“… ….”
The sight of Cecil rolling her deep blue eyes as she searches for an extremely ominous object is truly dangerous.
Julius held her hand tightly. He spoke slowly.
“I’m just saying this anyway. “If there’s something you’re keeping secret from me…”
“…… “I have to find the scepter, the scepter.”
“Whatever it was. “Stop it.”
“…… Yes?”
Cecil looked up at Julius while letting out a dumbfounded voice.
Looking at her like that, the man who is her angel’s representative and the strongest man on earth.
Julius Tapnel simply opened his mouth calmly.
“I know very well that you don’t want to be hated by Leila.”
“… ….”
“For a happy future for me, Leila, and you. I also intend to use any means possible. I vaguely realized. “A little while ago.”
“…… “As long as you have the scepter, everything becomes perfect.”
Cecil muttered, glancing at Julius as if making an excuse.
Julius gave her a somewhat stern look.
“Don’t ever think about touching such an ominous object again.”
“But, if things continue like this, Leila will hate me…”
“It’s okay. Even if I’m hated.”
“…… ?”
Cecile raised her head with her eyes wide open at Julius’ words.
Julius thought that she was really cute, so he lightly kissed Cecile’s shiny red lips.
I patted my chest a couple of times with a confident expression on my face.
“My name is Julius Tapnel. “I’m a little embarrassed to say it with my own mouth, but there is no Inquisitor better than me in this Lyriam.”
“…… Yes, Julius is truly the best man. But I…”
“And you are the best woman in Lyram who stole my heart.”
“You, Julius.”
Incredibly heavy words flowing from the mouth of a trustworthy man.
Cecil’s eyes sparkled and her cheeks blushed.
Julius looked at her like that and wrapped her angelic power, [Gold], Around her right hand.
“So even if Leila hates you. “I’m sure you can melt her heart.”
“Still, someone with the power of an angel hates the devil…”
“Look at me. I am also an angel’s representative. “Isn’t this how my heart beats for you?”
“Is that so?”
“And unlike the first time. I am by your side now. Of course, for Leila, we are both guilty. But she asks for her forgiveness, and if she shows him with her own eyes that she is loved. At some point, Leila will also accept it. That her own mother was the devil.”
“…… Huh.”
A single word quietly flows from Cecil’s mouth.
Hearing that small but clear sound, Julius smiled slightly mischievously and vigorously swung his right arm.
“…… Uh?”
After seeing that scene, a stupid sound escaped Cecile’s mouth.
The golden brilliance that began to fly in a semicircle following Julius’s hand began to advance straight towards the dark cloud-covered sky with fierce momentum.
“Take a good look. “It’s a surprise gift for you.”
Cecil’s mouth is wide open as she looks at the brilliance thrown by Julius.
Julius, standing next to her, pointed to the sky and spoke confidently.
The exact moment when the golden brilliance that flew in a semicircle touched the dark clouds.
Just──
He cheerfully snapped his fingers once.
Boom!
Soon, in accordance with Julius’ hand gesture, the angel’s power begins to explode, emitting brilliant light.
The dark, gloomy dark clouds that filled the sky above Darkana began to blow away at once.
“It’s pretty.”
A word comes out of Cecil’s mouth as she looks up at the sky with her eyes wide open.
Julius got a little excited by those words and waved his hands around like a conductor of a musical orchestra.
According to his gesture, the golden brilliance that began to embroider the sky instead of the dark clouds began to intertwine and form a picture.
A miracle of an unbelievable scale, of drawing a picture using the vast expanse of the sky, was revealed to the world by the hand of Julius.
After a while, a brilliant picture was engraved in the eyes of Julius and Cecil.
“…… “It’s really cool.”
“I hope one day we can actually hang a painting like that in our house.”
With eyes wide open, Cecil nodded, looking at the sky as if fascinated.
Julius turned his gaze to follow her and smiled with satisfaction as he looked at his work embroidering the sky.
With the sky of Darkana as the background. A huge picture created by golden splendor.
A fantastic sight of Julius, Cecil, and Leila walking down the street holding hands together.
Julius, who had fully shown off his ability to manipulate authority beyond sophistication and reached the realm of art, wrapped his arms around Cecil’s shoulders and closed his eyes as she stood next to him and just looked at the sky in the distance.
The anxiety that had filled my heart and mind had long since disappeared.
And what began to fill the empty space were warm, nameless feelings.
It was so warm and cozy that it made us forget the cold chill of autumn, when winter was just around the corner.
Just like when I hugged Cecil.
***
And at the same time. Above the sky of Darkana, a desperate flight was taking place, risking one’s life.
-What the hell is going on?
Dark dark clouds filled the sky due to Arnhill’s magic.
Tanahil, who was resting on a sky island made up of dark clouds located in the middle of it, was fluttering his wings, throwing off the dignity of the 24 Great Devil.
One of the 24 Great Demons. He, named the Western Evil Dragon, was running away from the countless golden brilliance pouring towards him.
The heat coming from the power of the tapenel that filled the sky began to melt the scales of the giant dragon.
Feeling the pain of burning alive in his body, a pain that could not be compared to when he was struck by Lionelta’s power, Tanahil opened his mouth with difficulty.
-Julius, Julius Tapnel! How dare you make a surprise attack! What a coward!
Julius just held a small event to lighten his wife’s mood without even thinking about it.
For Tanahil, who was caught up in an event of a different scale, it was just a bombing while he was sleeping.
-My, I will definitely pay for this humiliation… Kek.
A piece of [Gold] Fell from a huge family portrait and hit Tanahil, who was blinded by anger and screaming.
Tana Hill was so mad that he was unable to avoid the fragments of his power, and his head melted and he began to fall towards the ground.
… ….
Julius Tapnel. Lyriam is the strongest, no, the world’s strongest Heretic Questioner.
In front of his strength on a different level. The high-ranking devil also seemed to be nothing more than a moth to a flame.
Of course, without even realizing it, Julius, who had taken the life of a high-ranking devil, simply smiled and kissed his wife.