Captured alive by the devil, I would rather die than submit

I lowered my head and didn't dare to look at her. I supported her feet with one hand and pinched her ankles with the other. She was the same as me, and she never used her feet to walk in heaven.Her status in heaven was much higher than mine, and I was just a low-level angel, so I couldn't imagine what her life was like.

"That... I have a question I want to ask."

"You talk so much nonsense, what's the problem?"

I slowly raised my head and looked at her carefully.

"I'm just curious, what kind of life did you live in heaven?"

Lucifer's expression seemed to be that she didn't expect me to ask this kind of question, and the face she showed was not scary, but it couldn't be said to be happy, maybe it was a psychological effect, I think she was a little unhappy.

"Why do you ask such a question?" Although her words were interrogative sentences, they ended with a statement in the end, sounding really unhappy.

"Because... I'm just a low-level angel, and I'm more curious about what life is like around Saint Michael."

"Do you admire Michael very much... No, this question is stupid. Angels all honor Michael, especially in your era. That's right."

"Well, the great Michael and Gabriel are the great angels we admire and yearn for."

"Gabriel..." Lucifer repeated the name of the great Gabriel, then blinked and let out a long sigh. "Gabriel..."

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just remembered something."

Lucifer waved her hand and motioned for me to stand up. After I got up slowly, she leaned forward and took my hand, and pulled me into her arms.

Such a familiar movement, that bastard devil often does it too, could it be said that this is the inheritance of the Lucifer family?

I sat in Lucifer's arms. Although she was much stronger than me, she was about the same size as me. Except for the size of her wings, her appearance was not much different from mine.

Of course, appearance is another matter.

Although she is a fallen angel, I really want everyone to know about her beauty. It is not an exaggeration to use any of the most gorgeous words to describe it. Lucifer’s beauty has surpassed the limitation of gender. Both men and women will fall in love with her. At this time, I am not bowing down to her as a "beautiful and beautiful woman", but bowing down to this pure "beauty".

She asked me to sit on her lap with one arm around my waist. I was a little cautious, but I still leaned into her arms under her guidance.

I don't know why... This feeling is more comfortable than being in Goloy's arms. If I cover my eyes, I can't realize that I am in the arms of a fallen angel.

"Have you seen Michael and Gabriel?"

"I haven't seen them. A low-level angel like me is not qualified to see them."

"There's no need to say this. It's not a question of qualifications for such things. They are not such harsh angels. Although... I do want to speak ill of a certain guy, but I have already fallen to this level, and it is useless to say more."

Lucifer suddenly became like an amiable senior again, and the tough and oppressive aura just now disappeared.

"To tell the truth, there is nothing special about our life, that is, we can directly communicate with God. Strictly speaking, everything in the world can communicate with God, but we can communicate directly with God."

Lucifer thought about it again, and then continued: "What do future generations say about me, I want to ask specifically."

"It's nothing special, it just means that you were too arrogant and rebelled against God's will, and you were sent to hell."

Lucifer shrugged and smiled.

"You are right, you are right, I did defy God's will."

That being the case, why do I always feel that Lucifer is very unwilling, or not quite like the fallen angel who rebelled against God in my impression.

Although it is indeed arrogant, but...compared to other demons who have been condemned as a great crime...

"I am a descendant of Michael. Although there is no such thing as an age for angels, from experience, I am a descendant of Michael. In life, there is no difference between us and lower-level angels. Heaven is heaven. It is a beautiful and sacred place. It is purely good in itself, so there is really no difference between good and bad."

Because it is a spirit body, it does not need any material enjoyment.

"Michael took great care of me. He is a very gentle and serious angel. He always does things according to God's will. Compared with me and Satan, Michael has no possibility of betraying God. If you think about it... When God created us, he created angels who might betray."

I dare not think about such words, because the slightest carelessness is blasphemy and treason.

“Besides me, Michael and Gabriel, there are also Raphael and Uriel who can talk to God, but it is mainly the three of us, so in daily life, Michael is basically by my side. and Gabriel."

If you think about it this way, if Lucifer doesn't fall, then I should call him "The Great Saint Lucifer" now.

"People will definitely think that something special must have happened to my rebellion. In fact, there is no, nothing happened, or what happened is so ordinary that there is nothing to say. Even in the eyes of human beings, this thing is too normal. There is no drama at all."

"What happened?" I asked impatiently.

Lucifer stroked a strand of blond hair behind his ears, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he said softly, "Michael and I are in love."

I stared at Lucifer with wide eyes, unable to believe what I heard.

She said...she and the great St. Michael...are in love...?

If someone else said such a thing, I would immediately reprimand its absurdity, but Lucifer said this...

As ridiculous as it is, she knew more about Michael and what was going on then than I did.

"Angels are angels because they don't have the desires of demons, and they don't eat whole grains like humans. That's why they can be called angels. But once... they have the mood of humans, whether it's friendship, love, or family affection. Once they have these things, they can no longer be called angels."

What Lucifer said was correct, although she wanted to refute it, but what she said was the truth.What angels contain is not some special emotion, but pure "goodness", a collection of so-called "friendship", "love", and "family affection", not a single emotion.

Chapter 18. Things that cannot be measured by value

She described it very peacefully, without any details, just some personal feelings and the beginning and end, but this simple narrative process is enough to make me shocked by this unconfirmed "fact".

Goloy's ancestor, the fallen angel Lucifer fell in love with the great Saint Michael?

From any point of view, this is extremely absurd and ridiculous. Neither the angel nor the devil wants this to be true. In the eyes of the devil, such a Lucifer is not a great crime at all, and he succumbed to Michael's feet. In the eyes of the angel, this is undoubtedly a blasphemy against the great Saint Michael, and it is still unforgivable.

But it was also when describing this kind of event that might have a wide-ranging impact, Lucifer was unexpectedly calm, and he didn't seem to have any expression of remorse or unwillingness, but half of his thoughts were immersed in recalling the past.

This is actually a kind of jealousy. Compared with whether I have blasphemed the great Saint Michael, I am more concerned about... This fallen angel is closer to the great Michael than I am. Is this jealousy?

"So, have you been kicked out of heaven because of this?"

Lucifer didn't answer directly, but looked at me with a gentle smile of unknown meaning.

"Then according to what you said, why wasn't the great Michael expelled from heaven?" I asked almost in a questioning tone.

But in the face of this crucial question, she still did not answer.

I knew that she was just lying. If the great Michael committed such a crime, he would definitely be expelled from heaven. God is fair, just like human beings were expelled from the Garden of Eden for violating God’s will.

Just when I didn't know whether to continue to ask to find out the truth, or to keep silent and let her slander the great Michael, Goloy's figure appeared in the sky.

To be precise... what attracted us was the huge monster he was carrying.

With a "bang", Goloy threw the black and huge monster on the ground, and the whole earth seemed to be trembling.

"I'm so exhausted. The hell in this era is really barren." Goloy landed on the ground and wiped his forehead with his sleeve.

"Huh?" Goloy had a puzzled expression on his face when he came over. "Why is Lipatia sitting in mother's arms?"

"This, this is because..."

"Because this child belongs to me." Lucifer said. "I like her very much, can you give her to me?"

Goloy stopped in his tracks, and I couldn't describe that strange expression.

"What are you doing in a daze, answering."

"That... Mom, Lipatia is also a woman."

"I don't mind. Have you never thought of any man in your life?"

"No!" Goloy replied firmly. "I guess so."

Why did he hesitate again, did this guy have any strange thoughts about any man!

"In short, this has nothing to do with gender, I just want Lipatia, what do you think?"

If it were any other demon, Goloy would definitely do it directly, but now in front of him is his ancestor Lucifer, and Goloy is far inferior to her in terms of status and strength.

"During the time I was gone, what happened..."

Goloy's expression also became serious, without the slightest intention of joking, frowning slightly, as if a little anxious.

"Don't avoid the topic, I'm asking you something." Lucifer's attitude returned to the previous toughness.

"That... Mom, look... Lipatia... how do you say it..."

"Did something happen to you two, did you brand her inside?"

Hearing this, my face turned red all of a sudden.

Goloy, on the other hand, lowered his head as if a little ashamed.

"No……"

Don't be ashamed, it's normal!

"Why?" Lucifer continued to ask.

"Because of Lipatia..." Goloy looked at me. "Because she doesn't want to...Of course this king also wants her, and I think about it all the time."

"Are you ashamed to claim to be my descendant?" Lucifer's tone became a little joking. "As a demon king, if you want a woman's body, you still need her consent. Since you are so moral, why don't you leave hell."

"Please don't say that!" I couldn't listen anymore. "Goloi did nothing wrong. If he doesn't respect my wishes, I would rather die."

"This is your business and has nothing to do with him. Even if you are going to die, he shouldn't care. The devil was forced to die by an angel? Doesn't it sound funny?"

Goloy's cheerful attitude just now has become decadent, which makes me feel very uncomfortable. Obviously Goloy is right to do this, what does this Lucifer know.

I wanted to forcibly leave her embrace, but I couldn't use the strength at all. The seemingly thin arms bound me tightly like iron chains.

"I'm weak. If you want to occupy me, not only Goloy, many demons can do it, but only Goloy can respect my wishes and endure." I said while struggling. "Which of the two is nobler?"

"It's just an excuse. In my opinion, he is just incompetent and doesn't have the guts."

Goloy didn't refute, didn't say anything, just stood there like a child who made a mistake, it was really distressing, and he had to suffer this kind of insult for doing nothing wrong.

"But it's not impossible. I'll give you a chance to rape/violate her in front of my face. I'll count you as kind."

"What are you kidding!" I scolded loudly.

Goloy raised his head and stared at Lucifer with rounded eyes.

After a long time, he squeezed out a hoarse voice.

"I……"

"How about it, can it be done?"

"I……"

Goloy clenched his fists tightly, and then slowly closed his eyes.

He shook his head.

"I can not do it."

"It's really incompetent, then just watch me take away the purity of this angel instead of you."

As he said that, Lucifer strangled my neck, pushed me back on the chair, and reached out to pick off my clothes.

"Stop! What are you doing!" I yelled, trying to resist, but just like before, I was like a bug in front of her.

Suddenly, Lucifer's movements stopped, and I awkwardly glanced behind me from the corner of my eye.

I saw Goloy standing aside, clutching Lucifer's wrist tightly, and looking at her with a stern expression.

"Please stop, Lipatia is my woman."

"Didn't I say, she's mine now, and the trash will be rolled aside."

Lucifer wanted to shake off Goloy's hand, but it didn't work out, and Goloy still held Lucifer's wrist tightly.

"What are you doing, do you want to fight me just because you want to fight?"

"As you said, I may not be able to beat you, but this is your business. Whether I can beat you is my business. If I can't even protect my own woman, am I still a descendant of Lucifer?"

"Goloi..."

Is he really going to fight Lucifer for me? This is simply looking for death. Although I don't want to say it, but at present, Lucifer doesn't even need a second to kill Goloy.

"She's not a rare breed. Is it worth it to lose her life for a low-level angel?"

"I can't answer your question."

"why?"

Goloy pushed back Lucifer's hand that was holding me. I don't know where he got the strength to actually push Lucifer's hand away.

"Because some things cannot be measured by value."