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

What is going on here, I always feel that La Servier and Lipatia are very motivated today, and both of them, from their appearance to their personalities, are... a bit like a dream, not real.

A general who is usually cold and silent, and a low-level angel who is usually strong and violent, today's personality and appearance are completely reversed.

"His Majesty?"

"What's wrong?"

The two of them asked me, who was still struggling with what was going on, in gentle tones.Whether it's the caring tone or the gentle eyes, it makes me feel that hell is so beautiful.

But we can't take it lightly now. According to my experience, when there are dreamy scenes, the ending will not be good.

Chapter 132. The Daily Dating of the Demon King, the Angel and the General (Goloi)

"By the way, since we have all changed our outfits and now look like ordinary people, we have to change our address too. You two don't need to call me Your Majesty anymore."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Although he agreed, he still called me that.

La Servier's blank look really made me want to tell her cuteness, but I still nodded her previous appearance in my heart. When I had the idea of ​​"La Servier can be so cute", her previous appearance would come to my mind.

It's not a comfortable thing.

"I never called you 'Your Majesty' before."

Lipatia's attitude was not bad, but she said such things in a flat, even cute tone, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.But Lipatia may not even be aware of it. After all, according to her personality, I am willing to believe that if she wants to mock me, she will definitely look at me like trash.

To me, that's one of the cute things about Lipatia.

"Then let's walk around and find something to eat." I suggested.

"Yes." Lasevier readily agreed.

Not just the smile he showed just now, but also his every move now, Lasevier is not like "Lasevier" anymore.I remember that I read some human storybooks, which just described some meaningless stories, which seemed to be literature books.

One of the books tells that a prince from a country came to a country where he saw a girl playing with pets in the field. A prince in false prosperity.

Although I am not such an incompetent prince, but Lasevier is now wearing the clothes of the common people, and her every move can't help but remind me of that country girl in the field. Lasevier is simply such an existence.

"But you don't look like someone who is willing to eat. How do you feel that you are obsessed with things other than food today?"

"After all, I didn't have breakfast." I said to Lipatia on the other side with a wry smile.

"Eh, that's it."

As for Lipatia, if I want to describe it, it will inevitably remind me of another type of girl, that is, girls who are very good at literature and rich in knowledge, similar to literary girls who are scholars. The kind of pure and high-spirited nature makes them look a little irritating at times, but they are very cute in nature. Once they can conquer such girls, they will get a very "happy" ending.

"Anyway, let me mention one more thing. The most important thing is not to reveal your identity. After all, we are not in our own territory now, and the negotiation with Mammon is a bit delicate. It is always right to keep a low profile."

And I don't really want to be seen dressed like this.

The streets of Grady are very lively, which is an unprecedented feeling, not only the prosperity brought by such a lively market fair, but also the blue sky and the dazzling sun.In fact, this king is really not used to such a hearty style, but the devil here seems to have completely adapted.

If you don't look carefully at the appearance of those guys, you may even think that we are in the human world instead of hell.

Such an illusion can be attributed entirely to the difference in the environment.

La Servier and Lipatia, I, and I walked aimlessly through the crowd, looking at all kinds of shops on both sides, whether they sell clothes or food, you can find them, and all the resources are mixed together.

Looking around, there are no characters like the security team on the street at all. People move around freely, doing what they want to do.

"It's completely different from the atmosphere of Demon King Castle." I said.

"Yeah..." Lipatia echoed easily, turned her head to look, and found that there was still a little smile on her face.

"I'm not... very used to this feeling." Lasevier was the complete opposite, feeling that she couldn't let go of her posture in such an environment.

Well, that might be a bit awkward, I mean for La Servillier, she looks a bit overwhelmed in this environment.

Although we wore civilian clothes, people would still look at us curiously on the road from time to time, wondering what kind of things on us attracted their attention.

Sure enough, it's still temperament.

"That... Majesty... ah, that..."

Lasevier wanted to call me, but he couldn't call me "Your Majesty," and suddenly he didn't know what to call me.

"Yes, call me by my name."

"Yes, is it possible?"

"Ah."

"Then...Ge...Goloi..." She tentatively called out in a low voice.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

I tried to put on a gentle face so as not to frighten her with any slight toughness, just like a newborn fawn, trembling in everything I do.

"I can... that... is that..."

"what?"

"Can I hold your hand..."

La Servier's voice was almost inaudible. If it wasn't for me, someone else would definitely not have such good hearing to hear her voice almost squeezed out from between her teeth.

"Of course you can."

I stretched out my hand, and Lasevier stepped up and walked to my side, slowly holding my hand.

What a delicate feeling.

She was still a little nervous, keeping her head down, with her other free hand grabbing a corner of her clothes.

"Relax, we are here to play, not to do anything else, why are you so nervous?"

"Yes……"

I've always been curious, but I didn't dare to ask, that is, La Servier was like this before, but it's just that she was such a delicate person from the previous appearance, or did she become like this after she became a woman? Fine.

As if he was very concerned about his shyness, Lasevier adjusted his breathing, raised his head again, and changed into the previous smile.

Seeing her like this, I couldn't help laughing, not ridiculing, but reassuring.

But I also don't want Lasevier to force himself to be more cheerful. This kind of thing should just go with the flow and follow your own personality.

But this way...

I turned my head and looked at Lipatia on the other side. Of course she noticed that I was holding hands with La Servier, but she didn't show any dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong?" Her eyes met mine and she asked curiously.

"It's nothing."

"By the way, do you have anything to eat?"

In order not to make Lipatia feel neglected, I took the initiative to ask her first.

"Well, it's nothing special. Let's see you or La Servillier. After all, I'm an angel." She put her little hands behind her back and shrugged with a smile.

It's really awkward to say such things like this.

Obviously dressed like a mysterious little devil.

Chapter 133. They Are Not Parents and Flowers (Goloi)

We looked for food for our hungry stomachs while admiring the strange and noisy scenery on the street.Lipatia was by my side, and I was holding Rasevier's hand.

Shyness only started for a while, and once she got used to it, Lasevier let go of her tense heart, and shopping hand in hand became a very normal thing, and she could also avoid being shy and put all her energy into it. Used to enjoy the few good times in hell.

Lasevier naturally kept up with my pace, observing everything around her curiously. I think her curiosity and Lipatia's curiosity are two completely different emotions. Lasevier, who has lived in the tyranny of gloom, killing and blood death since childhood, is in the mood to enjoy her own beauty for the first time.

And it's still under the premise of my approval.

Although I don’t want to say that, but for La Servillier, I am the premise of her existence. It sounds sad, but La Servier’s life, or the meaning of existence, is all attached to the Lucifer family. This can be said to be a political necessity or a political tragedy.

So my acknowledgment, the acknowledgment of the female life she desires, is of the utmost importance to her.

This is also at this moment, she is holding my hand, with a smile from the inside out on her face, taking all these lively and peaceful scenes into her eyes.

Not as the general of the Demon King's Legion and my subordinates, but as a girl.

"Are those three people over there a family of three?"

"It's not like that, look at the little girl from the Demon Dragon Clan, she is obviously the eldest lady of some family."

"The two next to me should be servants."

"That man is so handsome. Is he really a servant? He looks domineering."

"Isn't that the woman next to her too? Although she is very beautiful, I don't know why I feel a little timid just looking at it."

Ahhh, people around me started talking about us, and I finally understood why my mother wanted me to wear common people's clothes. Sure enough, there are some things that clothes can't cover up.

But I am very clear that the feeling of "overbearing" that passers-by talk about is not pure temperament, but the source of magic. When the source of magic is too strong, if you don't deliberately suppress it, it will make the surrounding creatures have an instinctive feeling. It feels like "aura" or something, but it is actually a source of magic.

Leaving Lasevier aside, I have the blood of the two great sinful demons, and Lipatia still has the heart of the real Lucifer.

It is inevitable that it will make other people feel strange.

Ok?

wow...not good...

When I realized it, it was already a bit late, and Lipatia's face became a little ugly.

Oops, have you heard other people's comments...

It seems that he is angry because he treats her like a child...

"Um... Lipatia, are you alright?"

"Huh? I'm fine."

Although she was a little unhappy, Lipatia seemed to be very concerned about the current atmosphere, and she didn't reveal any dissatisfaction in her words.

Although today's Lipatia is a bit strange...it can't be said to be strange, after all, Lipatia is not a child, and she knows what to do when and when, and the tolerance of the angel can really make people feel at ease sometimes.

But at this moment, a girl of monster spirits ran over. She had a pair of bull's hoofs, wore a cloak, and came to us with a basket on her shoulders.

"Would you like a bouquet of flowers, dear lady?"

"flower?"

The person being talked to was Lipatia. She was stunned for a moment, and then she raised her head and glanced into the basket.

"Wow..." Immediately, she showed a happier smile than ever before. "It's so beautiful..."

Flowers are considered a rare product in hell, but it seems that they are not such a rare thing in the Mammon Territory, and such a little girl can be sold casually.

"Miss, you are so cute, buy one."

"This one……"

I was waiting, waiting for Lipatia to turn her head and look at me with that longing gaze, even though she didn't need to say anything, she could let me know what she was thinking just by looking at her eyes.It's a kind of acting like a baby, looking at me blankly like a child, and then I responded with a wry smile helplessly, and then took out the money to buy the flowers she wanted.

But after a long time, she didn't turn her head to look at me.

And standing behind her at this moment, I have no idea what kind of expression she has.

The girl was waiting for Lipatia's response. After all, she was wearing such a gorgeous dress, and she might buy them all if she was happy. Maybe she was looking forward to this.

But Lipatia didn't move for a long time, which made the girl's expression a little embarrassed, or it was different from what she expected, and she was a little disappointed.

But this kind of people, in their dictionary, there is no such word as "frustrated" for a long time.

Immediately, the girl's eyes turned to Lasevier and me who were standing less than half a step behind Lipatia, and the smile on her face remained unchanged during this period.

"Your two servants are really beautiful and well-matched. Buy one for them."

"Ah, we..."

"They are not my servants." Lipatia interrupted what I was trying to explain, put her hands behind her back, turned half a circle with one foot as a fulcrum, and looked at us.

"Ah, I'm really sorry." The girl panicked and apologized quickly. "Are the two of you... the parents of this lovely young lady?"

Although it shouldn't be asked, commercial interests can't stop the girl's curiosity. She seems to prefer not to make this little money, but also wants to dispel the doubts in her heart.

"Father...parents..." Lipatia couldn't hold back the smile on her face. "Do I look like that...and do I look like a child..."

"Hey..." The girl also realized that she had said something that she shouldn't have said.