TMD - Chapter 12 < Do you know what happened at night? (7) >




Belled was coming toward me with a dignified and confident look.

If there was a battle, he would be in the middle of the priests, but he seemed fearless.

I have to sprinkle holy water on that man.

Since he is a demon, this holy water will definitely react with that man. However.

I thought of the plan I had been thinking about. For this plan, I had even gambled with the demons and jumped in.

I didn’t know if they would listen. I believed in the power of the name Belled von Vine. I thought that Decarabia would not ignore me, who had even a part of Belled name, just as she paid respect to the things he had given me.

And my prediction turned out to be correct.

‘You mean the platform here?’

I remembered Naberus’ slightly trembling expression when I asked him to move the platform.

But I said.

‘...If there is a platform here, I think the Duke and I will be too visible.’ 

The temple must have made it with that in mind.

'I wanted the angle of the stage to be a little different.'

'Then we'll have to change the composition of the entire wedding hall.'


Naberus frowned. It wasn't an illusion that the air around him was distorted.

I thought he was doing chores because he was showing a bad mood.

But I didn't stop.

This guy won't be able to hurt me as long as I have some of Belled's name.

I've confirmed that through Decarabia's actions and the actions of those who follow my orders. So.

'Yes, I think it should be seen properly by the Sergeant and the Vine."

Then I said slyly.

'I want the Vine I'll be spending time with to see the wedding well. More than the priests.'

Naberus's expression changed when he emphasized that anything was more important than the priests.

It was as expected.

'Then let's change it, okay.'

The angle changed so that the temple people would mainly see my back.

Originally, the imperial flag on one side of the wedding hall was supposed to be perpendicular to the bride and groom as if it were looking at the two people, but thanks to that, the structure of the wedding hall changed. So that the priests wouldn’t see me properly.

Now, all I had to do was follow the plan.

‘Did you sprinkle the holy water properly?’

No matter how well you sprinkled the holy water...

Since I had heard that twice in my past life, I knew how to avoid being suspected.

Thump.

My shoes touched the stairs. My body was about to twist slightly due to my clothes that were too flashy to move.

“Take it.”

Belled’s hand reached out.

“!”

I almost reached out to the hand holding the holy water without realizing it, but I grabbed his hand with my other hand.

A strong hand lifted my body up onto the stage as if it was floating.

The priests who should have been helping me were just looking at me warily. Their eyes were only on the holy water.

I thought it was really fortunate that I was wearing a veil.

“God...”

The priest’s long and boring blessing followed.

It was basically about the groom and bride making a promise to trust each other and spend their lives together.

The priest’s voice reciting the contents sounded somewhat urgent. And no one was listening to it.

Everyone was focused on the next event. Even the main character, me, was the same.

However, Belled just stared at me for some reason. He must have known that they were sprinkling holy water. Was he confident that he wouldn’t die even if a battle broke out here?

“Then next in line will be the blessing of the Gods. This time, the Saintess is the main character, so instead of the officiant, the Saintess will take the place of the officiant.”

No matter how much the Saintess is present, who would have the blessing be given by the Saintess, who would have the Saintess be the main character of the ceremony?

However, the temple staff acted as if it was natural. I knew this would happen.

It was the order I had been waiting for. I opened the lid of the holy water bottle.

“May the Gods, bless you.”

I had been taught that this was something to be said only for others. However, I thought.

Bless me, Sir.

I raised my hand holding the holy water. The next moment, Belled's eyes opened wide.

***

If it weren't for other demons, Belled knew exactly what the Imperial wedding order was.

The imperial people who could not escape the hand of the Gods thought that marriage must have the blessing of the gods.

The holy water was to defeat those who went against the will of the Gods.

If it touched his body, it would naturally feel like it was burning. Not only that, but black smoke would rise as if something was burning.

His magic would drain away there. And it would let everyone here know that he was a devil.

However, Belled only felt a light tension that strangely lifted his mood, and he was not afraid of the holy water.

This Saintess would do something fun.

That was the only conclusion he could come to. The last of the priests whose eyes met his was not here. If the last of the other priests he had looked into with his mind's eye had been this wedding hall, he would have thought that his true identity would be revealed.

Because he would make it so.

However, their deaths were diverse, such as one dying in the mountains and one dying in the middle of the temple.

The priest who was close enough that he could take his life in an instant was also the same. Furthermore, Belled's own end, which he had seen just before the wedding, was not in the wedding hall.

In the end, no one dies here.

How on earth would she do that?

The next moment, the Saintess who had opened the lid of the holy water took a step toward him.

And, she tilted the bottle of holy water into her mouth.

“!”

“Oh...!”

He saw the priests rise from their seats. The demons also widened their eyes in surprise, and some tried to get up from their seats.

However, the Saintess as if she had already anticipated such actions, rushed toward him.

Sway.

He was wrapped in the veil lifted by the Saintess’s fingertips. The two people’s figures were obscured between several layers of gorgeous fabric.

“...Oh,”

Beryl grabbed his neck, which was about to exclaim briefly, and pulled it in.

The next moment, Belled was also surprised. Beryl’s fingertips touched his slightly parted lips, and Beryl’s lips covered them.

Her fingertips touched behind his fingertips, which felt as light as feathers.

And.

He could clearly feel Beryl’s throat moving.

Even though he knew that something he should not have in his body was passing over. A sip that went down that slender neck that seemed like it could fit in his hand.

It looked so desirable. Like a drop of nectar that fell before him after wandering in the desert for a very long time.

It felt like watching it seep through the sand and pass by.

His body was hot. A dry sniffle escaped from his throat.

“...”

His lips moved over the softly covered fingertips. As if licking. It seemed like he couldn’t bear it if he didn’t do that.

Belled was thirsty.

At that moment, he felt an intense desire, a stimulation. A strong stimulation that he thought he would never find again in his long life made him hot.

“The priests told me to pass the holy water with a kiss... but no matter how much I think about it, kissing is a little embarrassing.”

Because if the holy water touches you anyway, you can tell that you’re a devil.

Beryl, who said that and blushed and laughed, filled Belled’s field of vision.

Unfortunately, this Saintess didn’t seem to know that something that was almost touching was more stimulating, and something that was almost touching was more tempting.

“Then just a moment—”

He held down the bride’s request to kiss her with his hand. He penetrated Beryl, whose eyes were wide open.

“...!”

The corners of her mouth were hot and hot from the holy water, and they were rather stimulating. And that stimulation returned as more pleasure, making him thirsty.

Deeper, deeper.

He dug in.

As if he really loved her. He took her breath away.

“Ah...!”

The veil shook, and through the veil that was slightly exposed, Belled’s figure digging into her was revealed and then hidden.

Belled whispered to her, who seemed surprised.

“I have not learned how to control my desires.” 

He had quoted her words,

“I want to learn how to desire.” 

Beryl opened her eyes wide, perhaps realizing that. He whispered to her again, burrowing in. 

“Welcome to Vine.” 

There is no better teacher to learn desire than the devil. Barely swallowing his inner feelings, he explored her deeper. To quench his endless thirst, even a little. Applause poured down on the two.


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