2nd Round Villain

64 – – 400, after the show ends – 2

The sound of breathing over the rosary is rough. Her breathing was not in order, and her voice was two or three notes higher than her normal voice.

It was around midnight yesterday when I communicated with the saintess. Yesterday, I communicated with the saintess early in the morning because I thought I wouldn’t have time to meet Beatrice, Lucifer, and the archangels. That expectation was not wrong, and after the show, I fell asleep leaning on Aru.

As a result, the saintess was alone for about thirty-two hours without being contacted by me. Shivering in loneliness and anxiety, in the darkness where even time is unknown.

The exact time was thirty-two hours, but since the saintess had no means of knowing the time, it was unknown how many hours had passed based on her feelings. Maybe it felt like days or weeks had passed.

[Huh, uh, uhh… What a relief… really… Right now, there’s nothing I can do for Joker… . Even if the Joker is wrong, I am helpless and unable to do anything… .]

The saintess is terrifying.

A tragedy that makes me shudder at the mere thought of having trouble on my side.

“Holy Lady, don’t cry. It’s just that I’m a little late because I’m tired. It’s not that the saintess’ sense of time has become strange, of course.”

[Is that so… ?]

“Yeah, I have a lot to talk about. Try to calm down first. As the saintess knows, our communication time is not that long.”

[Huh… Ugh… .]

The saintess’ cries subsided. You even cried because of my worries. Imagining a saint crying while hanging on a cross in the darkness where nothing can be seen makes me feel a bit strange.

It’s strangely thrilling, thrilling, and heartbreaking. It’s an impossible feeling to define in one word.

Come to think of it, the saintess alone could not wipe away her tears. It’s not like she has the power to use her hair like toilet paper.

Move your fingers to the top of the rosary in your hand. On top of a horizontally padded black stick, toward the one protruding just like a human head.

I carefully touched the center of the part. Is this the mouth and is this the nose? Then the eyes will be here

[Huh… .]

“Holy Lady, are you okay? Are you cool?”

[thank you. I was fooling around.]

“Chutaerani, it was pretty cute. Such ugliness is always welcome. Didn’t it tickle you? Tell me quickly, I’ll scratch you.”

[Yes, the side is a little… I’m sorry, but please.]

“What are you sorry about?”

Shuk, snuck-.

“Uh, uh… .”

Carefully touching the cross, wiping the tears of the saintess, and scratching the itchy parts of her body for a while.

The saintess, who returned to her normal voice to some extent, remembered that she had no time, and immediately asked what had happened the previous day.

I answered step by step. But don’t be too lazy, just summarize the main points clearly.

“First of all, Beatrice Constantino’s affairs are well settled. I ＜embraced＞ well as the saintess told me, and I baked and boiled it as my own knight.”

[Good job. Are there any injuries?]

“There is a little bit, but it’s okay. It’s not to the extent that the saintess uses her divine power.”

[No matter how small the wound, if it gets worse, it will be a big deal. Hold out the rosary in front of you.]

“Well, even if you don’t need to use the holy woman’s divine power to scratch a cup like this… .”

[Come on, my holy power is useless anyway.]

Reluctantly, he held out his burnt finger in front of the rosary. Soon after, a white light leaked out and covered my fingers, and the black skin fell off and new flesh sprouted. It feels cool as it travels through the skin of your hands.

She is truly a generous woman. I touched the top of the rosary and stroked the saintess’ head.

“and… In order to break the contract between Beatrice and Lucifer, I summoned Lucifer and Uriel.”

[Are you talking about the archangel Uriel and the archangel Lucifer? Why are those two… Oh, it’s because the contracts between the two of you are betting.]

“It looks like the saintess knows too. That’s right, because of that bet. If we get rid of Uriel, the bet will be meaningless, and then Lucifer will release the contract with Beatrice.”

[…] yes? do you remove it? who?]

“Who is who? It’s Uriel. But don’t worry. Because I didn’t actually get rid of it. Even though I’ve demoted the rank a lot.”

[…] !]

Hmm, maybe it was too much of a shock to Maria, who is a saint by profession, to have ruined Uriel. I’m a little sorry to know how devoted her faith in the Lord is, but I couldn’t help it! Otherwise I would have died!

And after all, I didn’t do anything. Uriel was destroyed on his own. So who’s the weird field?

We know why revenge is called the road to self-destruction. It’s because he suffers a sense of shame and self-loathing when he sees himself becoming the same as the target he is seeking revenge for.

Uriel, who is said to be an archangel in his own way, was not much different from the truth of all times and places.

“It’s just a mouthful. Then he lost his wings on his own.”

[Mmm… Certainly, if Uriel is him… .]

“Oh, do you understand?”

[He is not even acknowledged as an angel by Western denominations. Of course, in our church, the angel Uriel is counted as one of the four great archangels… I have met him in my previous life. He is obviously a byword for destruction, but he was more concerned than reliable.]

“I couldn’t help it. I can’t beat Uriel by force. If it did, it would be straight-roasted. Anyway, after subduing Uriel… Three archangels descended? know? Michael, Gabriel and Raphael.”

[You mean those three? So, what did you do?]

“What should I do? If I stay still, they might consider me a danger and punish me. I blew my mouth the same way. Uriel, who has lost his wings, cannot go to heaven like them, so he told me to decide who to entrust to Lucifer or me. While threatening that if you kill me, Uriel will die too.”

The saintess’s voice trembled faintly. I giggle where she can’t see.

[Three archangels? Aren’t you afraid of them, Joker? The one who doesn’t have much strength right now… .]

“It’s okay, I have the confidence to live. But I naturally expected them to choose Lucifer. In fact, the atmosphere also leaned toward Lucifer. Do you know the saintess? There is a subtle lingering lingering feeling between Lucifer and the angels. I was going to use it.”

[Yes, it was.]

“however? Suddenly, baby angel wings sprouted from Uriel’s back? It’s very small, but that’s how clear it is. And Uriel said he wanted to rise to the position of an archangel and reach the truth… After saying blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, suddenly you said you would leave Uriel to me?”

[what… still?]

“They said they would entrust Uriel to me. I heard that I am the only one who has the possibility to bring Uriel enlightenment.”

[That, that makes sense, but… Does that conclusion mean that Uriel-sama will travel with Joker-sama from now on? Did I understand correctly?]

“Oh, that’s right. very sharp As expected, the saintess seems wise.”

After answering skillfully, the saintess could not utter an answer. The sound of saliva passing anxiously permeates my ears.

[Uriel-sama… Are you female?]

“Uh, Uriel woman. Right now, Beatrice is sleeping next to me.”

[I heard that angels are free of gender… Can’t you ask him to stay in a male body?]

“Why?”

[ah… ! uh, that’s it… ! Are you ashamed… ! You don’t know what kind of embarrassing situation will be created if the male Joker and the female Uriel are together… .]

“Aru and Beatrice are both women, so what’s new?”

[Mmm… .]

“And, it won’t happen anyway. Uriel’s powers were almost all extinguished like a baby angel. You don’t even have the power to choose your gender right now, do you?”

[okay… ha… .]

The voice of a saintess crawling in. I know why the saintess is like that.

“Kuh, are you jealous right now? Are there more women around me?”

[…] I can’t deny it. I am uncomfortable with the feeling of envy.]

“don’t worry. Except for the saintess, I have no interest in anything like the opposite s*x. Even in my previous life when I was 500 years old, I loved no one except for the saintess.”

[I know that, but even so, I’m not easily relieved. A person’s mind doesn’t necessarily go as it pleases, doesn’t it?]

“right. That’s right.”

But I really have no thoughts about Uriel. I have a lot of experience mating with females, but that’s what I do when I’m flirting with women for strategy.

As an aside, I am a virgin in this life. And I intend to maintain my virginity until I meet the saintess. If you decide to fall in love, you have to sacrifice your virginity.

“Saintess, what do you want to do when we meet later?”

[Are you talking about the day we will meet at Eden Academy?]

“Uh, it’s a distant future now, but imagination is free, right? Let’s imagine something sweet like normal lovers.”

I guess I should instill some sense of relief in our poor saintess. It’s good to have a big heart for me, but if it turns into an obsession, it won’t be bothersome.

Imagining the orphaned saintess obsessed with lust, though her mouth watered. that’s something i can’t do

[Mmm… If we meet again… then… .]

“Okay, tell me. I’ll listen to anything.”

At my persuasion, the saintess shyly opened her mouth. In a very moist voice, perhaps because she had been crying until just now.

[At that time, the kiss that was not possible in Tartarus… I want to do it right again.]

It was a wish that would make you smile. It’s simple but beautiful, and it’s a wish that I want to hurt.

“The kiss is too small, how about the s*x?”

[Others, it’s obscene… . I learned that priests who serve God must be chaste.]

“Are you saying no or no? Can I take it as an affirmation?”

[It doesn’t seem like a problem to discuss here. Let’s meet later and talk.]

“Gig gigg kik, as expected, talking to the saintess is the most fun.”

Oh right. I was making fun of the saintess and forgot about it, but you promised to ask the saintess about Uriel’s treatment, right?

“What about Uriel? It looks like I’ll have to take him with me because of the archangel’s bluff, but honestly, I’m not sure?”

[Didn’t Archangel Michael say that he entrusted Uriel to the Joker?]

“Yeah, it was.”

[Then it would probably be okay if you just accompany me. Don’t be particularly conscious of it, just keep it by your side. Do what Joker usually does. Archangel Michael must have had thoughts.]

“Well, whether or not Uriel finds the truth and becomes an archangel again is none of my business.”

It’s not that Uriel doesn’t have particularly good feelings for me.

hmm… is not it? Uriel is also an archangel in name, so I think it would be good later if we get points from Uriel? It may come back with unexpected benefits.

“The time is almost up.”

[Already?]

“Yeah, I think we should cut off communication. I’ll call again at this time tomorrow.”

[Hey, wait!]

“why? What more can I say… ah.”

I almost forgot something important.

“Saintess, I love you.”

[I love you too.]

I almost forgot something very important.

*****

After cutting off communication with the saintess, Beatrice woke up from her sleep magic shortly after. Aru, noticing that she has woken up, barks loudly.

“Keong kong! young demons! Human woman woke up!”

“Ugh, the head… .”

When I turned my head, I saw Beatrice, who was raising her upper body with her forehead raised. I waved my hand in front of her and spoke.

“Sir Beatrice, are you awake?”

“Oscar… Lord… omg!”

Beatrice suddenly swallowed her breath, clutched her forehead, and groaned. Same situation as yesterday. It reminds me that I am a descendant of Lucifer.

Memories can be erased with magic, but it is dangerous to touch the memories of a strong person like Beatrice. It’s a situation that I have to go through once anyway, so I will break through head-on.

“Do you remember everything that happened yesterday?”

“Turn off… .”

“If not, I will explain. Now the contract between Sir Beatrice and the demon Lucifer is broken. And it’s Sir Beatrice’s turn to sign a contract with me. Do you remember that I am a demon, not a human?”

“ah… .”

“Of course, you can still step out. I am a descendant of Lucifer, whom Sir Beatrice hates. You must be offended. Being involved with him even after the contract is broken.”

“… .”

Beatrice lowered her lonely gaze to the ground. She looked like she was in deep anguish over something.

“But I can assure you. The exaltation, the pleasure, the excitement that Sir Beatrice felt yesterday. That I will make sure that you can enjoy all of them. Think carefully. Of course, my actions may not please Sir Beatrice. I’m not a sailor. It’s close to being a villain. If you still want to sign a contract with me, hold my hand.”

He whispered secretly in a soft voice and held out his hand.

Beatrice was still struggling with her head down.

let’s wait After awakening her desire, I gave her a chance. After the bite is over and the fishing float is thrown, all that remains is to wait patiently.

So, how many minutes did you wait?

Beatrice’s head lifted. With a hard expression on his face, unable to read any emotions.

“… A knight.”

“Have you made up your mind?”

“How can a knight change the lord he has decided to serve like flipping his hand?”

“Oh oh.”

“Even if the lord had a secret that I don’t know about, a knight must take responsibility for his words and actions. Because it is an article.”

Then he raised his hand. Beatrice’s white hand is placed on top of my palm.

“Good choice, Sir Beatrice. You won’t regret it.”

“I have no regrets. Over the past four years, I have experienced a lot of remorse.”

“Then better.”

I’m a magician He is a director who makes films, an actor who appears in my films, and a clown who creates miracles.

Also, someone’s love, someone’s salvation, someone’s enemy, and someone’s captain.

He is also the master of a knight who lost his way and wandered.

Beatrice knelt down towards me. Bowing her head, raising one hand above her head, Beatrice declared in a solemn voice.

“God Beatrice Constantino. With the sword of the lord, I formally bow to the lord.”