83 – She is the Devil (Medium)
-Julius, I think you chose the wrong angel to serve.
A word seeps into the ears of Julius, who is dealing with Zipnel’s power [Infinite], Even breaking out in a cold sweat.
-You said it should have been Zifnel’s representative, not Tarfnel’s?
The Holy Sword kept chattering with its blade, which was usually pure white and transparent like a piece of ice, beautifully dyed in light red.
“… ….”
Seeing the Holy Sword’s behavior as if he didn’t know how to keep his mouth shut, Julius narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth.
“You have to concentrate. “If it’s nonsense, say it later.”
-No, look at this. This minister! To handle [Infinity] So perfectly. This is something that not even Zifnel, the master of power, could have done!
“…… Don’t keep shaking it. “It’s a hindrance.”
Nerondir is making a fuss and speaking loudly. Every time the Holy Sword spoke, its body trembled, and the pink flames spewing out from the blade also began to deviate, little by little, from its original trajectory.
“…… Ha.”
Julius finally sighed. And he lowered his hand, withdrawing the power of Zifnel contained within the holy sword. This is because it was unlikely that satisfactory results would be achieved if work continued like this.
Saaak───
As soon as Julius’s hand holding the holy sword went down, the blade of the holy sword, which had been dyed light red, regained its original color.
However, the flames resembling cherry blossom leaves, which did not fill the entire church and spread to the outside of the building, still swirled powerfully according to Julius’ command. It was a magnificent sight reminiscent of a storm filled with flowers.
-Wow, that’s really cool. I don’t know what you’re doing.
Even though so many flames were poured out, the words flowed from the holy sword with only a faint chill still in the air. It was a voice like that of an innocent little girl.
“… ….”
After hearing the Holy Sword’s words, Julius slammed the Holy Sword into the floor without saying a word. This is because the sight of Seonggeom exclaiming admiration in an innocent voice at a subject who had interfered with his work was extremely disgusting.
Boom─
-Aya! What are you doing, handle it gently!
“It’s a sword that never breaks, so does it matter if I handle it a little roughly?”
-Strictly speaking, I am a lady, a lady! If you are a gentleman, you should at least follow escort etiquette!
“…… Huh, lady?”
Julius inadvertently let out a sigh at the absurd words of the Holy Sword, who called herself a lady.
When Layla showed her cuteness and called herself a lady, she was so cute that he bit her nose. The Holy Sword just wanted to crush her nose.
“… ….”
-Well, what are you looking at? Mr. Park!
“Tsk, there isn’t one.”
Julius, who had been looking at the holy sword stuck on the ground in silence for a moment, clicked his tongue and frowned. No matter how much I looked, I couldn’t see a nose for his punch.
-There is nothing! Oh my, you pervert!
“Nerondir, seriously, is there no way to shut your mouth?”
-There’s no way something like that exists. If you’re going to blame me, blame it on your wife who made me stop talking.
“… ….”
Julius was speechless at the sight of Nerondir now appearing in full red. He was very reassuring when he was fighting with the angel of love, Zifnel, but after talking to him, he was more of an annoyance than a reassurance.
“It’s really annoying.”
Julius muttered to himself and turned his head to look around the view of the central church.
Floating in the center of the first floor lobby, petal-shaped fireworks were constantly shooting out from a light red nova that looked like a small sun.
The flames that came out from the sacred mass floated in the air for a moment, fluttering like butterflies, and then flew towards somewhere as if they were looking for their own place.
Toward the procession of flower petals spiraling upward along the wall of the church.
“…… “But I think I’m somewhat prepared.”
Julius smiled with satisfaction as his golden eyes captured a dreamlike and mysterious scene.
-… ….
The Holy Sword, which was watching this from a distance, shook its body back and forth while it was stuck on the floor and asked a question to Julius.
-So what on earth is that?
“This is preliminary work, for full-scale investigation.”
-Pre-operation?
For some reason, Julius felt a little satisfied when he heard the Holy Sword asking a normal question and willingly answered the question.
However, despite his answer, the Holy Sword shook its body even more roughly as if it had no idea what was going on.
Julius looked at the sacred flame flowing like a stream down the wall and began to explain step by step.
“Nerondir, do you understand why I used Jifnel’s power?”
-Aha! I get it now.
He hadn’t even started explaining yet, but Neron Dir opened his mouth with a confident voice, as if he had already figured out the correct answer.
“…… “Really?”
Toward that holy sword, Julius opened his mouth with a doubtful expression.
-Of course, this is it.
“This?”
-This is a surprise event for Cecil, right? Just like last night. To be honest, I don’t like that b*tch, but I really like this scene right now! If I were a real woman, I might have fallen in love at first sight.
“…… “You are so consistent.”
In response to the sight of flames resembling flower petals swirling around, and in response to the Holy Sword’s answer, which was equally full of flower petals in its head, Julius sighed and fed a small amount of honey chestnuts to the hilt of Nerondir’s sword.
-Ahh! I’ve never even been hit by Lionelta!
“Isn’t this because you keep talking nonsense? In any case, this scene right now is not an event for Cecil.”
-Is it this gorgeous and beautiful? To be honest, I almost want to hire a royal artist to paint the picture.
The Holy Sword, which was full of praise for the scene created by Julius, slightly tilted its body and looked upward.
When the light red flower petals flowing down the wall reach the ceiling where angel wings are drawn, they begin to swirl like a whirlpool.
A sight worthy of being called a superb view.
After appreciating the beautiful artistic sight created by the fireworks for a moment, the Holy Sword straightened itself again and looked at Julius.
-If you think about it, it seems like you would have achieved great success even if you had become an artist.
“I have no interest unless it involves using my body. “If I hadn’t become a priest, I would have followed the path of a knight.”
Julius waved his hand towards the holy sword whose body was shining brightly as if its eyes were shining. After confirming that the mass of sacred power he had created was performing its role properly, he continued to open his mouth. .
“This is a preparation process to set an example.”
– Following the example? Where is the plaster statue?
“No, it’s not plaster, it’s modeling done with divine power.”
Julius answered the Holy Sword’s question in an elegant voice. He raised his finger and pointed to a corner of the church.
Sparks flying from the flames flowing down the wall fly through the air. If you look closely, you can see a human-like outline fluttering along the trajectory of the sparks.
-What is that? Are you a ghost?
The Holy Sword, who watched the scene with Julius, blurted out nonsense without thinking. It was a really stupid voice.
“It is not a ghost. “That’s just a trace of the past.”
Julius said indifferently as he held the hilt of the dark holy sword that still had traces of being hit by Cecil’s power.
Even as he was saying that, the outlines of countless humans began to reveal themselves, following the sparks bouncing from the sacred flame that filled the entire church. More and more clearly.
– Traces of the past? So these are all priests in the church?
“To be exact, it is the remnants of divine power that resides in the priests’ entire bodies.”
Julius began to walk toward the entrance of the church, avoiding the remnants of the past that were slowly beginning to reveal themselves, and continued to explain this strange phenomenon to the Holy Sword in a calm voice.
“Even when priests are not using divine power, they constantly release divine power, albeit in a very small amount. “Unconsciously.”
-But what does that have to do with this?
“The divine power that flows out of the body leaves a trace. “In the space itself.”
After saying that, Julius raised his finger toward his front door.
At the end of the finger pointing, there was a blurry outline of a person who seemed to be holding the handle of the front door and trying to open it.
“And sacred power and divine power have a tendency to try to stick together. “Use this to scatter sparks of the divine flame throughout the church.”
-The traces of priests remaining in the air can be seen with the naked eye?
“Accurate.”
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Julius, who opened the door and walked outside, nodded his head at the Holy Sword’s words. He felt better now that Neron Dir stopped talking nonsense.
-So, why did you use Zifnel’s flame?
The Holy Sword spoke to Julius, who was taking a moment to catch his breath, feeling the autumn breeze that was less cold than the morning, perhaps due to the bright sunlight.
“The simple reason is that an overwhelming amount of divine power is needed to see all traces of priests remaining inside the church.”
After answering the Holy Sword’s words, Julius briefly turned his head towards the back.
The light red flower petals swirling around the entire church building felt very cool.
“It sure is cool to see it again.”
-Right? Am I right? I heard it’s cool.
“Once this is over, I need to get the ring quickly.”
-Ring? Why are you suddenly asking for a ring?
The holy sword, which had already planted itself on Julius’s waist, opened its mouth towards him, rattling its pure white scabbard.
“Of course, a wedding ring to give to Cecile. The jewelry should be a blue gem that resembles her eyes, and the wedding would be held sometime in the spring of the following year. A good time would be when the cherry blossoms are blooming. “I’ve always been concerned about mediocre weddings, but this time, I can give you a proper wedding as a gift.”
-Look here. You’re a priest. Why are you smiling so happily and proudly marrying the devil? It’s crazy!
Nerondir was chained to Julius’ waist, screaming almost in a fit of convulsions. However, Julius touched the sheath of Nerondir’s sword once and calmly opened his mouth.
“Don’t worry. “I’ll invite you too.”
-What are you saying, you crazy guy? You are the representative of an angel, and that b*tch, Cecil, is a high-ranking devil! This is forbidden love! Break up, break up now!
“To bless our future so passionately, you are a better sword than I thought. Nerondir.”
-Don’t change it to suit your taste!
Even as he was walking to the two-story house on the other side of the street, which was just a road away, Julius felt his mood improve as he responded to the Holy Sword’s constant chatter.
I just said it out loud. It felt like everything was already falling into place.
I felt like I was back in my newlywed days, when I was making love to Cecile to my heart’s content. It felt like those days when we would kiss each other just by looking at each other’s eyes and lust after each other would be within reach at any moment.
“…… “It might be a bit dangerous to go back to Cecil now.”
Julius, who had been walking towards a two-story house with a large crack in it that I don’t know when it appeared, muttered something meaningful and turned to the left.
-Huh? What’s dangerous?
The holy sword trembled with its sword body and expressed doubt at that extremely puzzling statement. It was a natural question for Nerondir, who had no idea what Julius was thinking.
“If I went into that house right now, I probably wouldn’t be able to stand it. “Maybe it will make Cecil cry.”
-Are you going to make that crazy b*tch cry? Why put up with something so nice! Just do it! Break up!
“… ….”
Hearing only the words, ‘Cecile might cry,’ he smiled faintly without saying a word as he looked at the Holy Sword who was eagerly encouraging Julius.
Although he said this without knowing it, as he looked at the holy sword that was eagerly encouraging the union between the devil and the priest, he felt a mysterious feeling that was difficult to describe.
-Just do it! Break up!
“Okay, I understand.”
– Break up!!
With the extremely frivolous voice of the Holy Sword as an accompaniment. Julius walked slowly, enjoying the cool autumn air.
It took some time for the traces of the clergy that remained in the church to be fully revealed.
So, to kill time and scout out enemy lines, he decided to take a short walk towards the palace of Darkana.
…And because of that decision, Julius was able to avoid the terrible tragedy of tasting Chef Cecil’s food.
Saint Telmir said, A priest must always abstain from lust.
As expected, there was nothing bad about faithfully following the words of the old saint.