9 – Her name is ㅁㅁㅁ.
Liriam’s Royal Library.
A treasure trove of wisdom boasting a vast amount of books.
Julius, whose blond hair was neatly cut short, seemed a little nervous and hurried his steps, rubbing his hands nervously.
When she had just come to Seoul from Kente, she was distracted by Cecil, a grateful girl who had lost sight of the Krail guy and showed him the way when he was wandering.
Today, I forced myself to go to her library wearing unflattering clothes to borrow the book she requested.
I remember it was definitely a literary book.
This building, which was too large, was an overly harsh environment for Julius, a street worker.
The flame in his heart that he received recently when he was baptized tickles him.
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As he was looking at a huge amount of books, he suddenly had a desire to play with fire.
The place he had been looking for finally appeared in front of him as he barely suppressed the urge.
[Literature]
Unlike Krail, he felt a bit dizzy just looking at books.
If Priest Emily had not read and taught him the Bible, he would not have even thought of coming to the capital to take the inquisitor exam.
The librarian looks at him indifferently as he searches for a book, touching his mouth with his hand.
He was looking for a book while going back and forth, and after an hour-long struggle, he finally found it.
Swipe down the cover of the book and look at the title.
[About my wife Cecil]
A novel featuring a female protagonist with the same name as Cecil. When I open the back page, I see that the male and female protagonists are holding hands and getting married.
This is so cliché.
As he was skimming through the book with an expression of complete indifference, a small note fell at his feet.
Did someone borrow it and put a bookmark on it?
Julius picked up the note without thinking.
But for some reason, the note seemed familiar.
He gently opens the note with trembling hands.
[Let’s date Julius! -Cecil-]
“…You just have to say it with words.”
Her continuous barrage of confessions
I said it in a dissatisfied way, but honestly, I felt very good.
In that way, the innocent girl with brown hair became Julius’ girlfriend.
A story of a spring day with beautiful flowers.
***
“Geueueuung.”
A brown-haired woman lying on the bed and moaning.
Cecil wasn’t because of the embarrassing kiss that happened earlier, She moaned as she felt the bitter pain rising from inside her.
It was not pleasant to feel the holy water burning my esophagus and stomach.
In order to avoid her suspicion, he forcibly used her flames, and the organs of her entire body were on the verge of melting.
I can feel my breathing slowly becoming weaker.
The death of the woman who dragged him away five years ago is just around the corner, taking my breath away.
In vain, Cecile’s breath is cut off, and her death tries to swallow her up again with its own mouth, but her black energy radiates out fiercely and forcibly pushes away her Shinigami.
The organs damaged by the holy water regain their original healthy appearance as if at some point, blood rushes to her face, which had been losing color, and her slightly pink, luscious lips make her speak. .
“I just hate it when her mother-in-law looks at me with hate as soon as I meet her.”
She can die at least once.
No, she would die again and again to be with him.
Actually, it’s a lie.
She just wants to live a happy life with Julius.
There are just too many obstacles in her way.
A sticky, unpleasant energy that gives you goosebumps just by looking at it radiates from the hand that was emitting the sacred flame in the bar.
The sound grows to fill the room, and then it explodes without a sound and a small bird appears.
It looks the same as the pure white bird shown earlier, but its jet-black feathers show off their shine, and its eyes are as cloudy as their owner’s.
“Her Emily, her priest, stay by her side and watch over her.”
I whispered softly and the black bird flew around the room a few times and then disappeared as if it had never been there in the first place.
There is a need to take out insurance.
I noticed the perfectly mimicked high-ranking demon just by looking at it.
As expected, Kente Village is not an ordinary village, but a dangerous place.
In order to have a perfect and beautiful dream that you won’t wake up from, you have to move a little more carefully.
Cecil, or rather Nightmare, laughed while thinking of Julius who was licking his lips outside.
The stronger he hoped, the more she would change from a demon to a human, and she already thought of herself as Cecil Lionelta.
Not even three days have passed since I came here. What kind of person is she after a year?
Julius is not the only one who wants a happy nightmare from which he never wakes.
The person who wants it most earnestly is probably Cecil himself.
I hear the front door opening. He wandered around the living room for a while and then walked towards the room he was in.
He gently closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
It would be a good day to have a second child.
“… ….”
What I expected did not happen.
Julius lightly stroked Cecile’s hair and gently covered her with a blanket, then blew out the candle that was lighting the room, closed the door, and left.
“I feel stupid.”
He does not see Cecil as he is now.
A clueless human being who only looks at her past through her.
She lay blankly staring into the dark room until daybreak.
She did not sleep. As for sleep, I’ve slept enough for 5 years.
***
“Priest Emily, I am now facing a great crisis.”
Looking at Emily, the totem with ‘Emily’ written in crooked letters on a large piece of wood, Brookin sighed and said.
“I ran away because I was scared of you, but now that I think about it, I was told to be a stray.”
Brookin is talking stupid things.
He was now sitting on something squishy and complaining.
If anyone were to watch the scene from afar, they would not be able to keep their mouths shut.
The forest, which was quite large in size, has been ruined.
The main culprit that destroyed the forest was a huge dead body that had crushed the forest and turned its stomach upside down.
Pulsating Evil, one of the 24 high-ranking demons who proudly taunt God under the sun.
A long time ago, the great devil who preyed on giants ended his long life with a single blow from the elderly priest, Brukin.
Brookin, the protagonist of the Holy Demon War who created the unrealistic scene, was completely focused on his bag, which disappeared while punching.
“I put money and clothes there, but I lost the map and I’m no better than a beggar.”
Totem Emily looked at him pitifully without saying a word.
I don’t even have eyes, but I can feel the gaze. It must be a spirit creature!
Brukin leaped down, leaving her demon’s body planted upon her like a monument.
After making a spectacular landing, I look up at the sky and see dark clouds gathering.
To make matters worse, it’s about to rain.
I take a deep breath and walk down the street.
Julius’s wife, whom he saw in passing before running away.
The brown-haired woman smelled very faintly, but it smelled like her corpse.
He is a Heretic Questioner who is married to a high-ranking demon.
It was annoying and confidential, so I didn’t tell my student.
Did I develop a unique taste while not seeing each other?
Julius picked up a truly high-ranking devil from somewhere.
Dark blue eyes. The sticky, soggy feeling underneath must be the ugly obsession of the body and memories for life.
Isn’t it very beautiful? It’s already that, no, she’s human.
That’s why she didn’t get kicked out.
Brookin, who was giggling, turned towards Kente Village and shouted loudly.
“Try to do well! Julius!”
As I turn back and walk down the road, I see a large tree in the distance.
That’s the place I passed by this morning. Why is it there?
Oh, Lord! Your young sheep has gone astray. Shine your light and show us the way!
The sun had not already set
That day, Brookin had to sleep out in the rain.
***
Warm sunlight announcing the morning.
Julius secretly ran away from his wife, who was making a fuss in the kitchen, saying that she would cook in the morning.
I couldn’t embrace his destructive cooking skills with his love.
The reason I don’t even feel sorry is because I’ve already suffered too much.
Perhaps because it is morning, the streets are quiet.
I run lightly towards the church on the hill, feeling the clean air.
I open the large door and carefully enter, but there is no sign of presence and there is only silence.
Emily doesn’t seem to be here. Where have you gone?
I have doubts, but it’s not that important.
Julius gathered his courage and walked towards Brukin’s room.
I walk forward, open the door, and look for a mirror in the room.
I found it, but the mirror was broken and a mess.
“Tsk, you’re taking out your anger like a child just because you lost your hair.”
I expressed my displeasure to my teacher, who was still behaving like a boy, and looked in the mirror.
Connection with the religious headquarters in the capital has been completely cut off.
Strange lights are leaking out along the cracks of the broken mirror.
I touched the gold with a feeling of regret, and suddenly lights gathered together and a blue energy was released. Lights began to embroider letters in the air in front of Julius, who was taken aback by the sudden incident.
[Look at f*cking Julius.
You must have met Cecil by now. If you’re stupid, it’s obvious that you’re a faithful servant or something, and you’re just pretending like you don’t even know what to do.
I plan to take your daughter to the village soon.
I also took Layla on a sightseeing tour.
I hope you’ll stop being a dick and start paying attention to your daughter.
Don’t even think about becoming a Heretic Questioner again.
I just think about living happily there with my wife and daughter.
I also wanted to play around with Thalia for a bit.
Your close friend Cryle Raynell.
P.S. Nevertheless, if you really want to get her out of her body, call on her holy sword.
It’s not just a hard knife. You can’t, no, you won’t do it anyway.
And just in case, I leave the devil’s name here.
You can probably read it.
Her name is ㅁㅁㅁ.
She is definitely Cecil, but there is no harm in knowing her name.
Now it’s getting a bit annoying to even write this. Let’s meet and talk about the rest.]
When I finished reading the letter hidden in the mirror, the mirror, which had barely maintained its shape, completely shattered as soon as the letters disappeared.
A close friend of Cecil’s was involved in some way in the incident where a demon inhabited Cecil’s body.
It burns her throat to break her rest and commit such a damnable act. I’m sure it’s because of anger that comes from within.
“Kryle, you damn bastard.”
Julius whispers something he doesn’t even mean to say.
The lingering scent of Cecil hanging on my chest. As he watched it, he still seemed to have no intention of breaking away from his past or escaping from his past.
After standing for a moment, clenching and unclenching his fists, he slowly left the room and walked halfway up the church hill.
The real reason his throat burns.
My daughter, Leila, was left in the care of her friend because it was painful to even look at her face when her wife died.
Every time she looks at my face, the guilt she felt for the child she had forced to forget, who always came running brightly to her, crawls up her throat and burns inside her.
***
‘How did this happen?’
Kente’s second-class Heretic Questioner, like Julius and Krail’s younger sister, with attractive jet-black hair, her name is Thalia Ziffnel.
After she made a bold decision on the hill yesterday.
In order to spy on Julius’s wife, Cecile, who monopolized his heart, he snooped around her mansion from the morning.
The mansion was noisy since morning.
There was definitely an overflow of affection between the two.
“Please believe me! “Are you really confident that you’ll do well this time?”
“Oh, how can you tell a lie under the heavens of the Lord!”
“Have you suddenly lost your mind? “What are you talking about?”
“Morning is a time to empty your stomach and pray. “I’ll just go to church.”
Julius did not listen to the answer and ran out desperately trying to break down the front door.
Cecil even used a black shadow to catch him, but he escaped just in the nick of time.
“Oh, it’s overflowing with love, isn’t it?”
A huge loud noise rings out in the house and Julius jumps out.
Thalia, who had been secretly listening to her, suddenly saw him jumping out and her eyes widened in surprise.
A few birds flying over the mansion chirped as if they were regretful.
After seeing Julius leave, Thalia took a few deep breaths, stood up, and knocked on the door of her mansion.
“Go! Even if you ask for it now, I won’t give it to you. I have pride, but… huh?”
“Oh, hello. “My name is Talia Zifnel, whom I met yesterday.”
“…She was our younger sister. “He happened to be leaving and there was still breakfast left, so she should at least eat breakfast and then go.”
The elusive eyes sparkle as if they have caught their prey.
Sensing her mysterious and strange mood, Thalia quietly entered her grandfather’s mansion, where she had once frequented.
At the time, she didn’t know how scary it was.
.
.
.
For some reason, the air is ominous and sticky.
This was Thalia’s impression upon entering the house where Julius and Cecil lived.
I feel like a victim caught in a spider’s web.
Feeling goosebumps run down her spine, her instincts screamed at her to get out of here!
But she didn’t have the personality to refuse an invitation and come out, and more than anything, she wanted to know what kind of person Cecil was.
“Please sit here for a moment.”
After seating everyone at the table, Cecil began preparing breakfast.
This time it was ordinary meat soup. It’s pretty ordinary food, except that the foam rising to the surface looks like a face full of pain trying to escape from hell.
“…… ?”
She took a spoonful of her soup, her tiny lips parted, and finally her tongue and the soup gently embraced.
Evil energy flowing through the tongue.
This was already art. If hell were to be expressed through food, it would probably taste something like this.
With overwhelming mental strength, I managed to stuff it into my stomach and suppress the nausea.
I invited him to breakfast, but I can’t just throw up in front of him.
I look at Cecil with tears in my eyes.
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She had already vomited up her stomach juices and ran outside a long time ago.
I’d rather faint.
At times like this, I feel as sane as a ghost.
“Does this… Do I have to be at this level to be able to marry my brother?”
Julius’ wife Cecil was strong as expected.
She was truly an extremely strong woman.