2nd Round Villain

13 – D – 1 Night, Faith (2)

The number of visitors on the eve of the execution was literally like a swarm of ants. This is because the news that the saintess was sentenced to death spread throughout the continent. All of them were human beings who received grace from the saintess and wanted to do something for them before they died.

Bubbly-.

“Saintess! My name is Bilton! In the past, in a small mountain range in the Corinthian region, a saint healed her leg… !”

“This is a handwritten letter from the children of Wilhelm Orphanage. It would be impossible to read them all one by one, but please accept them even if you see the children’s sincerity.”

Of course, there was a limit on the number of people in Tartarus, and since Tartarus itself was impossible for most humans to enter, not everyone could enter.

Early in the morning, the ‘strong men’ came to visit. For example, the Holy Kingdom’s ‘White Knights’.

“Holy Lady, it was an honor to serve you. Neither in the past nor in the future will there ever be a saint like you. We will remember you forever.”

Or, the queen of the elves who bowed to the saintess and sobbed with sincerity, the shrine ‘Eline Asteria’.

“Oh, Maria… ! sorry… I am so sorry… ! If I had been a little stronger, you wouldn’t have been in this situation… ! Whoa… !”

As a member of the hero’s party, it was quite fun to watch the lofty and arrogant elf queen, who said she never cried even when she was born, weaving for the first time in her life.

“Everybody wake up. How can noble people recklessly kneel before a lowly death row inmate like me?”

The saintess did not lose her pure smile no matter who she greeted. To the point where I wondered if my facial muscles would become fixed like mine.

“There is only one thing I can teach you. Don’t lose love no matter how hard the storms and trials come. Love is the power of an all-powerful and all-knowing God.”

I wondered if the visitation fuss would pass like that… ‘Real’ came in the afternoon.

From young children who do not know how to read to old people in their old age, everyone gathered at the Tower of Babel. There were quite a few people who crossed the continent all night to visit the saintess.

However, normal humans couldn’t even set foot in Tartarus, so at the moment only the saints and their children were stomping their feet.

clap-.

“Holy Lady, please come out.”

Once a white knight of the holy kingdom, and now a Celt who is the jailer of Tartarus, he made the move.

He took the saintess out of Tartarus and brought her to the meeting room. It was an obvious transcendence of authority far beyond the rights of a jailer, but surprisingly, it was said that it was an order from Chief Hades, who was far above the ranks.

What the hell is a saintess doing? What kind of life has he lived to show respect and respect even to the god who presides over death? A very curious sea.

Of course, I couldn’t follow her, so I had to endure the time of solitude alone.

It was a bit painful to be a lonely loner at the end of my life, but I’ve always been alone anyway. I don’t want to have any regrets now.

Kki-Ik-.

clap-.

After a long time passed, I heard the sound of the iron door opening.

one of three The Celts came in, the saints returned, or something.

“Thank you for bringing me here, Celt.”

“I was just doing my job.”

“… Celts are always hardworking. looks good.”

“thank you.”

Either the two of you came in together.

When I turned my head, I saw a saintess with an emaciated complexion and a Celt who was carefully supporting such a saintess.

Exhausted from the yawning of a boring day, I gladly opened my mouth.

“Hey, saintess. Did you have a good visit?”

What I heard was the voice of the Celts.

“Joker, take good care of the saintess.”

“What, what happened outside? Does your face look bad?”

“… I will only believe in you.”

After saying that, the Celt personally entered Tartarus, sat the saintess next to me, and walked away.

His steps looked somewhat bleak, so I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

clap-.

Eventually, with a series of door sounds, Celt’s back completely disappeared from sight. Only then did I turn my head to the saintess next to me.

“Looks like I was overdoing it.”

“anyway… Tomorrow, isn’t life no longer useless… .”

“Sometimes they say it’s love. I guess I don’t even think about packing anymore.”

A pale face with no trace of blood, a lightly trembling body.

I don’t have a lifespan, so I guess I gave my lifespan to the subject of the goal post, and to share that love or something.

whee- sigh.

The saintess, barely sitting, fell forward like last time. Fortunately, it fell face down on top of me. Because I avoided getting my face cooked by the hot geothermal heat.

“Kick.”

I was suddenly surprised. The image of myself unconsciously thinking that the saintess was safe was ‘lucky’.

It was also proof that the saintess’ interpersonal affinity was excellent. Ah, in this case, it is not anti-human, but anti-demon.

“Holy Lady.”

“yes… .”

“You seem to have the energy to open your mouth.”

The saintess leaned her face against my chest and gasped for breath. It looked pretty tough.

The sound of heavy breathing pounded in my ears. An inexplicable tickle engulfed my heart.

It’s my first time feeling like this.

“What happened in the meeting room?”

“many… met people… .”

“Who came?”

“The nuns of our church are also coming… Even the elder dwarves are coming… The wizards of the Mage Tower also came.”

After the war, nuns became s*x slaves of monsters. The dwarves became slaves to the underground miners of the demon king’s army, and the wizards stepped on the path of becoming test subjects of the black magicians.

All of them are lacking somewhere, missing screws. Like a saint with no eyes.

“We met each other.”

“… .”

“Has there been anything else? Weren’t there things like Hero and Lilith that came to make fun of you?”

“There was.”

“It’s obvious if you don’t look. They must be mischievous demons.”

Even if the saintess lies on top of me, even if she rubs the top of my chin against my chin with her face buried in my chest, I’m in a position where I can’t move.

Cut-.

“Cool.”

Except when I’m in the throes of these goddamn seizures.

Ha, what the hell is this like, that even the only thing that moves unintentionally has nothing to do with my will?

… No, in fact, even this seizure was intended by Merlin Gregory. In fact, I am a body no different from a plant demon.

“Joker.”

“why.”

“Did you, Joker, be satisfied with your life?”

As if she would run out of breath at any moment, the saintess gasped and asked out of nowhere.

“Why are you asking such a thing all of a sudden?”

“I just asked. Shouldn’t it?”

“Do you have any regrets about life now that it’s time to die?”

“… Honestly, a little bit. As an apostle of the Lord, I thought I had to accept death without regret, but I guess I can’t help it either.”

“What do you miss?”

“It’s a pity that I’m leaving too soon.”

“Saintess, how old are you this year?”

“I am twenty-eight.”

“He’s about as old as my grandchildren’s grandchildren’s grandchildren’s grandchildren.”

My life is older than most countries… Still, I belong to the young axis among the demons. Like the ‘King’ in the southern part of the Demon Realm, there are old people in the backroom of Jinseong who have lived for over a million years.

“Joker.”

“why.”

“Have you ever loved Joker?”

What is that young question?

“I’ve done it a hundred times. Do you know how many demonic females complained about my superb technique?”

“Love is not just physical pleasure.”

“Then what love are you talking about?”

“I thought I’d always lived my life giving love… When I lay down like this and looked back, there was no love in my life.”

“… ?”

“Isn’t it instrumental? The fact that the saintess who should spread love more diligently than anyone else, in fact, has never been in love.”

“I don’t understand what you are talking about.”

“I am not talking about the love as a saint Mary, but the love as a young Mary. It is an emotion commonly referred to as lust.”

No matter how many lives she had spent, the saintess could not lift a finger and only pursed her lips.

I unconsciously wanted to see that figure, but the only thing I was allowed to see was the back of the saintess’s head covered in a nun’s uniform.

“You’re talking nonsense.”

“Is that so?”

“What kind of a girl is a girl at twenty-eight? A woman like a saint is called an old maid in the world.”

“You are the first to call me an old maid.”

The saintess gave a slight chuckle. The sound of laughter that blew like a gentle breeze, somehow calmed my heart.

“Joker.”

“Why?”

“Have you ever truly loved someone?”

“No, nothing like that. I don’t trust anyone.”

“I seem to be there. I just realized that.”

“okay?”

“yes.”

The saintess lifted her head with difficulty. He stared at me with his snow-white face pressed by the coarse dust.

“However, it seems too late.”

“… .”

Eyes with blindfolds decorated with dried blood scabs.

Newly protruding nose.

Small, parted lips with no vitality to be found.

After going to the meeting room during the day, the skin lost its glow.

Only, a faded face.

“Joker.”

“Why?”

“Am I pretty?”

“… .”

The saintess bit her lower lip in anticipation.

It’s a shame, would you like to ask a question like that when you’re 28 years old?

be cute.

“No, it’s not pretty.”

“Is that so?”

“Why are you asking for something obvious?”

Even though he gave an answer that was probably contrary to her expectations, the saintess was not upset at all. It was she who wore a soft smile on her lips.

“Does it make you feel good to hear that you are ugly?”

“Joker-sama, you’re really good at lying.”

“what?”

“If I hadn’t been hanging out with Joker for the past week, I would have just been fooled by Joker’s acting.”

“Are you saying I lied to you?”

The saintess’ calm and serene expression did not change even if she asked her a little ferociously. It was a smile like a well-built castle.

“Joker, do you know that?”

“What else?”

“You were the first creature to say I wasn’t handsome.”

“okay?”

“Elfs, dwarves, and dragons who have seen me at least once would compliment me on my appearance. In the past, the goddess of beauty praised her undeservedly, saying, ‘You have a beauty that will never be seen again in the human world.’”

“It looks like everyone has a swollen eye.”

“Ahahahaha.”

A clear laugh rose between us.

It’s really questionable, how the heck did he create such a refreshing smile with his hoarse voice?

“Joker.”

“Why again this time?”

“May I excuse myself a little?”

Saying that, the saintess slowly began to push her upper body toward my face.

Naturally, her face moved closer and closer to mine.

I didn’t know what that meant.

“… Do as you will.”

Stretching out her face toward me, the saintess clumsily pursed her lips.

That clumsiness and immaturity.

In my eyes, having played with numerous succubuses, they were more enchanting than any other female.

What a strange thing.

It wasn’t that the colors were flowing, and it wasn’t that there was red lipstick on her lips.

Sober lips, faded lips.

She must be a woman who stands in conflict with me, a demon.

It’s not like you have an instinctive desire called s*xual desire.

Squeak-.

gulp-.

I don’t know why the ugly desire to violently trample those lips right now wriggles in the depths of my heart.

Even as I continued my thoughts, the saintess became closer and closer to me. The distance between the saintess and me shrunk to about 1 cm. A feeble breath landed on my lips.

prison-.

At that time, the saintess collapsed helplessly. Right in front of my head, which I was struggling to stand up, the saintess’s lips, which would normally have touched mine thanks to her, involuntarily kissed my neck.

“What are you doing to make me faint?”

“Ahahahaha… .”

“Did you set the mood for this?”

“I’m sorry. body… I can’t seem to move on my own… .”

The saintess’ breathing sounded a little louder. I was a little worried that I would die before I even got to the guillotine.

With her forehead tucked under my chin, the saintess closed her eyes. A heavy darkness enveloped us.

Through the twilight darkness, the saintess’ back was visible. It was her annoyance that was sobbing sadly.

“Since the virtue of chastity cannot be violated, I wanted to commit even a minor deviation such as kissing… .”

“It’s a simple departure.”

“As an apostle of God, I… I guess even that wasn’t allowed… .”

“It’s pitiful.”

All life has a desire. A lowly desire hidden at the bottom of the heart.

Those who do not have it have never seen it. At least, even the angels, the creatures of the gods, harbored a shameful desire deep down.

“The saintess seems like a person who has no obscene desires.”

“I am a human too… . How can you not have a desire… .”

“Lust, pleasure, debauchery, sloth, greed… It’s what everyone wants, but the saintess doesn’t know which of these she is holding. Would you like to pick it up yourself? What desire is the saintess closest to?”

“If I had to pick one, it would be pleasure… .”

Pleasure?

The saintess I know?

“Didn’t I presume to kiss you just now…? . It was, the most ugly desire in my life… .”

“… .”

My dear, did I say something again? Then it is.

“Saintess, that’s what you mean. I’m not saying it’s ugly, I’m saying it’s cute. This naive woman.”

“is that so… ? hahahaha… .”

“The voice creeps in. Tomorrow is the execution ceremony, are you going to sleep now?”

“It’s an ugly longing for sleep… I am such a lazy person… .”

After saying that, the saintess lost consciousness. I didn’t bother waking her up from exhaustion. Because the condition was not very good.

The saintess quietly spits out her drool.

“mother… .”

In the dreamy sleep talk, there was a heartfelt feeling that was not harmonized.

“I miss you… .”

The body of the saintess lying on top of me trembled.

It was an infinitely small and delicate body. I bent my knees a little and rolled up my body, enough to be completely submerged on top of my body.

Noble, noble and great sun saintess, leader of tens of thousands of stars, the only hope of the continent… … .

Such a strong woman is actually a girl who yearns for such a fresh love… Just an old virgin.

Destiny is indeed a strange thing. At the end of that bizarre fate, Saint Mary is walking next to me in a dream.

Waiting impatiently for the execution ceremony to be held tomorrow.

“… … .”

“Huh… Piyo… .”

How beautiful is the look of a person who knows when he will die and moves forward calmly.

A dew’s youthful lingering feelings.

A handful of lonely loneliness.

A beautiful sorrowful sorrow.

All of those emotions come together, giving me a lot of mixed feelings. Even if the subject, the saintess, was carelessly wandering around in a dream.

*****

I am afraid.

I am madly afraid of the future that is less than twenty-four hours away.

I am afraid that this time, which is walking like eternity, feels like an irresistible, coercive and huge flow.

Lord.

I have yet to fully share the grace I have received from you.

I have received love beyond measure, so I wanted to share at least half of it.

But, why, why, you.

Are you trying to take your apostle, who has not even performed a noble mission yet?

Lord.

What have I been living for?

For what reason, have you fought against the mighty demon lord’s army that covers the heavens and the earth?

For what reason did I become destined to perish in the dew of the guillotine in vain?

I am afraid.

After a series of deaths, what kind of world will we face?

Whether eternal extinction and rest will be given, or whether angels blow fanfare and go to heaven where the Holy Spirit blesses.

Will I be able to enjoy the thrill of reuniting with my mother and father again, or will I stand on the fiery judgment table and wait for punishment.

You, who never give me a hint, are truly ruthless masters.

… .

Lord.

Please, give this lowly servant the most holy word in the world.

What kind of world will my death bring?

My death, why is it even rejected?

Am I Maria?

Or is it your faithful and faithful apostle, saint?

Please answer me.

What the hell are you, making this pitiful world this bad?

What the hell are you, you have led me, a fool, to this point.

With what qualifications did you give me, a coward, such an end-.

… .

Seriously, are you a merciful being?

If you are so merciful, why are you sparing that overflowing mercy only for me?

I am a blind, stupid, foolish sheep. Here comes an incompetent sheep that needs your help.

To me like that, do you not even allow a drop of mercy?

Seriously, are you an omnipotent being?

If you are so omnipotent, why are you just watching that tyrannical demon king look so powerful?

If you are so omniscient, why are you neglecting the current world like an abandoned child?

In your majestic head, what a great future you envision.

What a great future you are trying to achieve… .

I am, this weak mortal who dares not judge your stern mind.

I am so afraid.

… .

Even though I beg you so much, you never give me a revelation.

As you taught, I have lived by avoiding the seven evils and looking at the seven good ones.

When tonight passes, my long and insignificant life will come to an empty end.

Next to me now, there is only one man who drove me and the continent like that.

He is the great devil who immersed half of the world in the fiery furnace of evil, but unlike the rumors, he is a man with a very naive heart.

The world did not know the benevolent heart of this man who showed me gracious consideration in the hellish Tartarus, even in the midst of pain as if his entire body was being torn apart.

I was betrayed by my comrades. I couldn’t save my dying comrades. I was so pitiful for such a weak person, and I even shuddered violently with remorse.

However, the man next to me is trying to calmly accept the future even in the face of the impending end. I somehow don’t show off, and I’m trying my best not to be someone to him.

Lord. Perhaps you were trying to teach me.

Even in the worst situation, even in the body that will soon die and disappear, love can bloom in it. He might have tried to give me the great truth that remains unchanging even in the long eternity of time.

It seems to prove it that I felt the emotion of love that I had never had in my life from a demon who had only met him for seven days and nights.

I am sleeping on his chest. I want to get rid of vain thoughts even a little, I want to dream a happy dream on the last night of my life. just because that’s all.

It was fun to help others. However, I couldn’t even do enough to give that little help.

There are so many lingering lingering memories of the lonely souls who will remain in this pitiful world, and my heart just keeps breaking.

I would like to believe that you have an intention. Even so, I want to soothe and comfort my heart, so that I can shake off the anxiety of the road to tomorrow and the swaying heart like a reed.

However, the demon king and his army became so huge and powerful… You make my faith like that like water.

Anyway, what does my death mean?

Who the hell are you, with what qualifications, me-.

… .

… … .

i am dying

Embracing the current fear with a thick breast.

Turn impious doubt into sincere faith.

Use the poor demon next to me as a reliable companion.

I’m willing to die

As you willed, I will die.

His insignificant head was thrust under the razor-sharp blade.

Red buds of blood that will bloom as if they are in full bloom.

Under the sky that is about to turn into twilight.

It will blow away like rain like pouring rain.

By the will of the great and all-knowing Thy.

Lord-.