My Wife Is the Devil

131 – A Piece of Silver (2)

“Do you think I will trust the words of a traitor who worked hand in hand with the enemy who killed my daughter?”

He speaks of irrefutable truths and shows off his appearance as an “Angel of punishment” Who punishes traitors.

“You don’t have to trust me.”

However, even though a sinister force was rising right before his eyes, as if he would cut off his own head at any moment.

Erman just calmly moves his mouth, the only one in his body that is not frozen.

“…… Yes? What? Isn’t this it?”

His bold courage and detached attitude were at a level that would embarrass an angel.

I said it without any hesitation.

The corners of Raynell’s eyes fluttered as he heard Erman telling him not to trust himself.

“I am a bat-like man. “He was born and raised in a sewer and is a lowly person from birth.”

“… ….”

“The mercenary who took care of me when I was young. My father. He taught me just one thing. ‘Don’t use any means or methods to win.'”

The retired mercenary who raised his infant son, Erman, was a man who valued honor.

However, he was crippled by an unknown swordsman who committed foul play during a duel between mercenaries, and had to spend the last of his life in a sewer filled with sewage.

“Sometimes cruelly. Sometimes wisely. Sometimes flexible.”

And sometimes.

To be servile.

“Did you say I was a traitor who joined hands with the enemy who killed my daughter?”

The chill brought about by Raynell’s power, “Guillotine,” Constantly oppresses my aging body.

However, the words and voice that come out of his mouth.

It only got more and more intense.

“Yes, that’s right. “Even though I knew everything right away, I borrowed Arnhill’s power.”

Erman, who is called a wise man, had already realized that Arnhill was the enemy who killed his daughter.

However, he continued to be with Arnhill.

“All I can do is suppress the hatred boiling up in my heart. “By bowing obsequiously.”

My daughter.

If only I could return my daughter, who wouldn’t hurt even if she put it in her eyes, back to a human.

Afraid of death approaching every moment with a thin body. If only I could erase that terrible time when I was struggling in pain.

“I was willing to hold the hand of my enemy. “I could have strangled the little boy I saved with my own hands.”

If only we could achieve the best results that way.

It has nothing to do with the process being covered in blood and sewage.

“But my daughter didn’t want the best. “What was best for me was the worst for Cecil.”

In that case, you just choose the lesser evil.

If we can’t go for the best option, which is to return Cecil to a human and erase all the tragedies that happened to Cecil.

“At least what that child wanted. “She just wants to hold it in her little hands.”

Let go of the enemy.

Begging for mercy from the angel.

I will gladly be reduced to something like a bat that has lost its pride.

Let’s give her child her own lesser evil, not the child’s worst.

“Just as your father could not kill Arnel, her failure. “I also surrendered to Cecil.”

“… ….”

“So there is no need to trust me. “If you need to, you can kill me here and now.”

But please.

At least for my daughter.

Even though she did not commit any crime, the poor sheep who was reduced to her own devil…….

“Please. “So that you can be happy forever.”

Please show mercy.

…… Great angel.

***

My knees are sore.

Youth, which seemed like it would last forever, disappeared long ago. I still feel a renewed sense of ‘senescence’ from these minor pains.

“… ….”

Kneel down and bow your head.

Ermann slowly relaxed from the posture that was a bit difficult for the old man to assume and looked around.

“… ….”

The white space where even time was frozen had suddenly taken on the dull and gloomy colors of the sewer area.

The angel of punishment…… Did he leave?

In response to Erman’s begging, which perfectly fits the expression ‘servile,’ ‘Okay! Got it! All you have to do is listen! ‘I just tried it once!’ He shouted.

I guess I couldn’t bear the growing awkwardness and ran away.

Erman struggled to get up from his seat, straightening his wrinkled suit and gently closing his eyes.

‘I paid a much lower price than I expected.’

My vision darkens and the complex wheels of my thoughts stop for an instant.

My hectic mind calmed down.

‘No, the price paid to that guy Julius was more expensive than you could imagine. ‘Josammosanga.’

Since most of his trump cards were taken away by the robber who stole his precious daughter, leaving him penniless, he poured a lot of energy into his dealings with Raynell.

In the end, it only ended with him kneeling once, but in fact, Erman even considered sacrificing his life to Raynell in this transaction.

But I lived like this again.

It seems that this miserable life is still far away from ending.

“Is everything roughly in place now?”

The plan to pull down the stage curtain raised by Arnhill…….

Ermann was just indifferent as he reviewed the plan to end Arnhill, with which he had spent countless years together.

Out of habit, I put my hand in his inner pocket.

The book of prophecy that has always been in Erman’s arms ever since Lionelta descended to earth.

I couldn’t get my hands on the “First Bible.”

“… ….”

Ah… …. Now that I think about it, he took this too.

Maybe it’s because I’m older, but my head doesn’t seem to respond as immediately as it used to.

─Listen to what Erman said, indeed. In order to truly separate Cecil from Arnhill, I think we will need that holy relic. Please give it to me. I’ll take it.

“…… “Rotten bastard.”

In return for cooperation – words were the price for cooperation – in fact, Julius had forcibly robbed him – Ehrman shrugged his shoulders, recalling the absence of the first holy scripture handed over to Julius.

I saved a man who was about to be eaten by a devil, but he took my daughter and ■■ away.

They even took away sacred objects.

It was because there was no other blade robber like this.

“… ….”

Now that there are no prophetic books, it is no longer possible to glimpse the future that has changed due to one’s own choices.

As he was disappointed, Erman walked slowly, putting a piece of tobacco he had taken out of his pocket instead of the Bible.

Whoa.

It cracked as if something had broken down and spewed out toxic smoke into the cracked dawn sky.

By the time the morning sun sets in the sky, everything will be over…….

──Tuuk.

“…… Hmm?”

Just like that, I was trying to gauge how far the cheap cigarette smoke would spread.

I was walking down the street with my eyes blankly focused on the sky.

Erman’s gaze slowly fell as he felt something heavy hitting his shoe sole.

“…… This.”

Coincidentally. The object that was strapped to the shoe of Saint Erman was the Bible.

I bent down and picked up the Bible lying on the floor.

“… ….”

Unlike modern Bibles with silver covers, it was an old-fashioned Bible with a black leather cover.

Is there anyone still carrying around this old version?

I carefully opened the Bible and checked the year of publication.

Decades ago.

It was made in the same year as the Bible given as a gift by King Cho, which Erman, a boy, read until it was worn out while living in a sewer.

Now that I think about it, this alley.

This is the alley where I ran to get the Bible before.

When I heard that I could become a servant of a noble family, I ran desperately while holding a silver coin in my hand, and it seemed as if the scene of the old days was unfolding before my eyes.

Listen to this…… Did you use the expression ‘ironic’?

Ermann burst into laughter at the somewhat contrived situation.

It is probably not a coincidence.

It was at this time that Erman was walking down the street. At that time, something like that Bible got kicked in the foot.

Definitely.

It must be the arrangement of his mother, Lionelta.

I don’t know what was on his mind when he was playing this prank, but I think it’s an extension of his nagging, like, ‘Come to your senses and listen, you bastard!’

As expected, such miraculous coincidences do not just happen.

Because the world is not a fairy tale.

In the end, what will happen will inevitably happen. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t avoid the tragedy of my daughter’s death.

So everything goes as planned and harmoniously.

Even my choices are according to God’s arrangement… ….

Took.

───Degurrr.

“…… Hmm?”

Looking at the old, worn-out, black leather-covered Bible, I took a moment to criticize myself for being in a position where I had no choice but to choose the lesser evil.

Erman frowned at the feeling as if something was flowing from his body and hurriedly looked around him.

Dorrr

──Splash!

A corner of my vision that I hastily turned around.

What a large silver coin rolled down the alley and landed in a ditch! The sight of me falling into the air caught my eye.

Ehrman narrowed his eyes at that mysterious sight.

Then, he slowly put his hand into the inside pocket of his suit.

“…… “There is none.”

I put it in my pocket. Currently, one silver coin, which could be said to be Ehrmann’s entire possessions, was missing.

I put my hand a little deeper and found that it was so small that I couldn’t even notice it.

However, I felt a hole that was big enough for a coin to fall through.

“… ….”

Judging by the fact that the inside of the pocket was a little damp, it seemed like the fabric was torn in the process of freezing and thawing the suit in Raynell’s “Guillotine” A little while ago.

Erman suddenly lost all his possessions, a silver coin.

He muttered to himself in a low voice with a slightly bewildered expression on his face.

“Nothing is free?”

He picked up a Bible on the street, so he took a piece of silver in return.

Well……

That’s unfortunate.

Originally, the Bible is empty.

Erman had to pay a whopping silver coin for a Bible he picked up on the street.

He slowly put the Bible he was holding in his hand into his inner pocket and started walking again.

“…… “It’s really a coincidence.”

As I trudge along, I reflect on the ‘coincidence’ that happened to me.

Unlike the Bible, the previous situation was clearly coincidental.

No matter how good Lionel Ta’s magic skills are, she cannot control the actions of her older sister, Raynell.

So, it was truly a coincidence that the inner pocket was torn and the silver coin was lost due to Reynell’s power, “Guillotine.”

The silver coin that falls into the ditch will probably flow into the [Sewer] Located behind it.

Decades ago.

I remember losing the silver coin in my hand because I was attacked by a snail in the sewer.

So.

“…… Surely.”

What happened after missing the silver coin?

…… Oh yeah.

My wish came true.

Even though I had my eyes closed, I couldn’t see the wish come true.

“…… “I guess I shouldn’t close my eyes this time.”

Do you know?

This time as well……

Will your wish come true?

What will happen will inevitably happen, but there is no guarantee that only tragedy will occur.

Ha.

“…… “I hope this silver coin will bring good luck to my daughter.”

Let me make a wish.

To you, the most humane god.

Slowly moving away from the silver coin that started floating towards the sewer.

Ermann let out a faint laugh.

Following his steps, the winter wind began to blow from somewhere.

For a signal announcing winter, the wind was extremely lukewarm.