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

This means that...

According to the original plan, Mammon had prepared rooms for everyone, but for Goloy and I it was the same room, wanting us to live together.

But now... instead of being in the same room with Goloy, I'm occupying a room by myself.

In other words, there will be another "Master Angel" who will share a room with Goloy...

That means...to be my La Servière, to share a room with...Goloy...

What is this Mamen thinking!Even if you want to flatter, you can do it a little better!What is it to put La Servier and Goloy in the same room!

Chapter 103. Demon King's Indecision (Goloi)

The conversation with Mammon went well. The specific distribution of benefits will be discussed later. The important thing is to get an attitude from Mammon.

Although it's not my turn to say this, sometimes I really miss the time in the hell of that era.

Of course, this conversation is also due to Lipatia. I don’t know if it’s because she is an angel, or because of the feminine delicacy in her character, she can always notice some details that I would ignore, and remind me explicitly or secretly, so that I will not make any big mistakes.

She was an angel who kept her promises, I have no doubts about that.

Isn't this a good thing for me? In politics, Lipatia will help me as an angel, and in private life, she will also abide by the agreement and become my magician.

After returning to the room, I didn't fall on the bed to rest immediately, but poured myself a glass of wine, stood at the window, looking at the peaceful scene outside the window, but my heart was so turbid and tired.

I said those words to Lipatia just now, but returned to the room emotionally.

For a moment, I was expecting Lipatia to come in and find me and explain the matter.

But then I realized that I was being too emotional.

I love Lipatia, I need her, politically and personally, I need her by my side.

She is an angel, although she is only a low-level angel, but she is an indispensable existence for me.

It is said that devils live for profit, but am I really living for profit at this moment?

I know that even according to the contract, Lipatia will become my magician, and I may even have the chance to take away her virginity one day.

But that's not all I want.

I hope to get Lipatia's heart. Of course, the body is also very important, but more importantly, I hope that Lipatia can have the same feeling as me and is willing to give herself to me, not just because of a simple contract.

If I put it in the original, I wouldn't think like this.

It doesn't matter whether there is such an ethereal thing as emotion. In the final analysis, isn't the so-called sensibility serving the pleasure/sensation of the body?

This is my philosophy of the devil king, and it is this kind of thinking that has brought me to where I am today.

But since meeting Lipatia, this king's philosophy seems to have been shaken.

Especially recently, this king has become more and more eager for Lipatia, eager to do some meaningless things in my opinion.

For example, simply chatting with her and talking will make her feel much better.

There doesn't have to be any physical contact, just being together is enough.

I remember that there was a human being in the academy... called... what was it called...

Ah, it seems to be Plato, who is also one of the stupid pagans. He once preached a certain kind of love view that is extremely stupid in my opinion, a kind of love view that is completely based on spiritual connections and divorced from material things.

Lipatia certainly did not agree with this pagan point of view.

But this king somewhat understood what that pagan meant.

I didn't mean to blame Lipatia when I went back to the room without saying a word.

On the contrary, I realized that it was me who was a little naive.

Yes, have I forgotten, Lipatia is an angel, and my relationship with her is based on my aggression against heaven and a contract. As an angel, she does not have the cunning of a demon and can fulfill the contract , which is already worth admiring.

But I was delusional to let her not go back to heaven.

If it was before, no... Even according to my current thinking, everyone should obey me unconditionally, I don't care what you think, everyone is for me, and I am still for me.

However, when facing Lipatia, this thought seemed to come to life, and he understood the inferiority and shame, and fled without a trace like a lowly villain.

I actually want to respect the wishes and thoughts of an angel.

Thinking of this, I felt a tightness in my chest, took a sip of wine, and then let out a long sigh.

If Lipatia doesn't have any feelings for me, then what's the point of becoming my magician.

Such thoughts caused me to suffer great humiliation and blows, and I bowed my head humbly.

"No..." I frowned and whispered. "It can't be like this, I'm the devil king, if I'm too weak, I'll kill myself."

Although Lipatia made some changes in my heart, this king is still the devil king, and I can't change to be so indecisive and submissive.

Maybe this king should make it clear to Lipatia and express his wishes.

Whether she accepts it or not, I...

"No, no..." I shook my head again.

What is this, shy feeling?

Why does it feel weird when I think of talking about these things with Lipatia, and I can't even open my mouth.

What should I say, should I say I love her, but this king is a demon, and he is still a demon king, if you want me to express cruelty, tyranny, debauchery/excessive prostitution, you can, but if you want me to express my willingness to love...

"Ugh……"

I sighed again.

Lipatia... If only you were more sensitive and could sense this king's mood...

"Ok?"

Be more sensitive...

Did I just say that the sensitivity of Lipatia in the conversation stems from her identity as an angel or as a woman?

If so...

Could it be that Lipatia has already sensed this king's feelings.

"Yes... yes, I almost forgot."

Although it was in an extreme situation, Lipatia also accepted this king, that is, when dealing with Buno Farani.

That's why I almost ignored this aspect.

How could such a sensitive Lipatia fail to notice the king's mood?

Now that he has sensed this king's mood, he still remains silent...

"Is that so... Lipatia... Is that so..."

It was me who was too naive.

Lipatia was obviously also in trouble.

So what if she really has feelings for me.

Even if she really noticed my mood so what.

If the time comes to make a choice between me and heaven, is Lipatia willing to degenerate into a demon for me?

"Sorry... Lipatia..."

I forgot about it.

Lipatia must be struggling too, but I acted so childishly.

click -

With a crisp sound, the wine glass in my hand was crushed, and the spilled wine wet my hand, and then slowly dripped on the carpet.

"Be sober, Goloy, you are the devil, don't make yourself look like an idiot."

The childish indecision and whining is over here, and it's better to do something practical instead of complaining here.

If the day comes when Lipatia needs to make a choice.

Then the king will make a decision on that day.

Lipatia...

When I was thinking about all of this, maybe it was important or not, maybe it was just my personal entanglement, but there was the sound of the door being opened behind me.

I can feel the gentle breath and the faint fragrance.

Such tenderness actually caused me to hallucinate, and the scene that appeared in front of my eyes at that moment was Lipatia's original appearance.

Is this what my heart longs for?

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

But when I turned around, I felt a little depressed.

It has nothing to do with who came in, because I just subconsciously expected that the person who came in would be Lipatia, so... as long as the person who came in was not Lipatia, no matter who it was, I would be a little depressed.

"La Servillier?"

La Servillier was obviously also a little surprised. She stood cautiously at the door, like a lost lion cub, looking at me, as if she didn't know what was going on. The innocence shown on her delicate face may be the unique temperament of a devil like her.

Chapter 104. The Tired Demon King is Sober (Goloi)

I sat on the chair and watched Lasevier clean up the glass shards scattered on the ground, then poured another glass of wine and brought it to me.

After I took the wine, I looked at the wine bottle over there and raised my head, as if pointing there with my chin.

"Bring the bottle here," I said.

Lasevier turned around to get the wine bottle again, looking at the back of her somewhat frail but enchanting figure, she was not excited, after all, she just had that kind of dispute with Lipatia, but this kind of inexplicable sense of comedy is quite a bit.

It's not to laugh at La Servier's appearance as a woman, but I just think it's very strange. Even now, after so long, I still find it a bit unbelievable.

"Sit down." I glanced at the chair next to me and said to La Servillier who was standing in front of me with a bottle.

After sitting down, Lasevier put the wine bottle on the table. There was no smile on her face, nor was she sad. It was a flat expression that only Lasevier had, just like the body of Lasevier used to have only one expression, unable to express sadness or anger or joy and happiness.

Now Lasevier's expression is indifferent as if unable to express other expressions.

"When was the last time the two of us drank together?"

"It was when His Majesty sent me to control the border city of Fren. Before leaving, His Majesty and I drank some wine alone."

"Fren..." I nodded, then brought the glass to my mouth, and took a sip of the wine slowly. "Flon is a border city, a very important city gate, so this king sent you there."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Recalling carefully, there used to be many generals around the king, many of them were from the demon nobles, such as the No. , and Marquis Marquisias, who ranks No. 30 and five, also known as Pedeolo."

Speaking of this, although it may sound a little narcissistic, I am indeed proud of myself as the devil king who has recruited so many elite soldiers and generals. Look, this is Lucifer's self-esteem and proud soul.

"However, apart from these demon nobles, this king also has many generals who are not from famous families." As I said that, I turned my head away. "Like Monstein and you, my Martial Queen."

Perhaps because of the mention of the name Monstein, Lasevier's plain expression was covered with an invisible veil, adding a bit of sadness.

"If Monstein is still alive, he must be able to do better than me." La Servier said, looking at the wine bottles on the table.

"Really, um... Although he is very strong, Monstein always feels that he lacks some strategic vision based on the overall situation, so this king keeps him by his side as the captain of the guard, doesn't he... But it is indeed a bit overkill, and..."

And if I don't keep him by my side, maybe he won't be a pawn to be used.

"I won't say these words, come, have a drink with me."

"Yes."

La Servillier is very bold, or in other words, he absolutely obeys the king's orders.Grabbing the wine bottle with her slender hands, she raised her neck and took a big gulp.

"La Servillier, I want to ask you a question." I shook the wine glass in my hand slightly and said with a smile.

"You say."

"Whether God is greater or I am greater."

"Naturally, God is great." Lasevier replied without hesitation.