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

"This is the purpose of my disappearance."

I was led by Goloy in one hand and Momo in the other, so there was absolutely no extra hand to reach for that delicately wrapped and ribbon-wrapped box.

"what is this?"

"You'll know if you open it and have a look."

"What do I use to open it, mind power?"

These words were originally intended to remind Goloy to let go of my hand, but this guy had no such intention at all. Instead, he tried to tear off the wrapping paper and open the box with his other hand.

Since he wanted to do it, I didn't stop him.

The exquisite wrapping paper and beautiful ribbon were torn apart by Goloy in a violent way without aesthetic feeling. If this is the ending, then don’t wrap the wrapping paper and ribbon at the beginning, okay? It looks exquisite When beautiful things are destroyed, I always feel suffocated.

After opening the lid, Goloy held the box in front of me.

"How about it, do you like it?"

"This is... chocolate?"

"Yeah, how do you feel?"

To be honest, this surprised me even more than giving me Momo, because I feel that the development of all this is always endless. What is it that affects this demon king, so that he suddenly left and bought it for me? a box of chocolate.

There are 25 pieces of chocolate in the box, and each one is placed in a separate notch. Although I don’t know much about this kind of things, judging from the appearance of these chocolates, the production is quite laborious. Those patterns and textures that look like chocolate sauce are framed, and the shapes of chocolates are also various.

For example, I saw the wing-shaped chocolate at a glance, and the layered three-dimensional effect of the feathers was carved out of this small piece of chocolate.

What a superb workmanship.

"Try it?"

Maybe seeing me staring at the chocolate, Goloy thought I might be hungry.

"..."

I don't know what to say, should I say something about chocolate?Or should I ask Goloy why he wants to buy chocolate?

But no matter what it is, I think it will destroy the atmosphere at the moment, so I chose to remain silent, which is also a respect for Goloy.

Generally speaking, I will not respect this devil, but when he has done something worthy of my affirmation, I will still choose to give him what he deserves.And what he deserves at this moment is my attitude. The moment I saw this box of chocolates, I forgave Goloy from the bottom of my heart.

In fact, forgiveness is not even a matter of principle, because it is not a major matter of principle. It can only be said that the devil lowered his figure and ended the somewhat unpleasant atmosphere early.

Seeing that I didn't express my opinion, Goloy took it as my acquiescence and took out a piece of chocolate casually.I don't know if it was intentional, but what he picked up was the wing-shaped chocolate that first caught my attention.

As if he was afraid of destroying this exquisite work of art, Goloy carefully pinched it with his thumb and index finger and brought it to my mouth.

I opened my mouth slightly, and Goloy sent the chocolate into my mouth. During this period, his warm fingers touched my lips, which caused a strange feeling in my chest. I not only wanted to forgive Goloy, but also wanted to apologize to him. I also have to admit that his gentle and delicate appearance deeply attracted my full attention.

When I closed my lips and bit the chocolate, the chocolate sauce wrapped in it instantly spread in my mouth, and the thick and mellow smell was smooth and delicate.

"Is it tasty?"

I nodded slowly.After seeing my reaction, Goloy finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I, a low-level angel, can put so much pressure on the Demon King. I always try to maintain a humble attitude, but if it wasn't because Goloy valued me, how could he have such a lot of pressure.

The taste of chocolate spread in my mouth, and when I swallowed, Goloy suddenly hugged me.He didn't pull me over to hold me in his arms, but he rushed forward and hugged me.

"It really scares me... honey..."

Although I was hugged, but no matter what, my hand was finally let go by him.I held Momo in one hand, felt the sweet taste in my mouth, and patted his firm back with the hand he had been holding just now.

Even if this is Goloy's way of playing with girls, I admit it. As an angel, I always pay attention to beauty with a strict attitude. People can say that I am an angel who has been fooled, but this is reality , Goloy evoked my inner feelings for him, making it impossible for me to refuse him, not only that, but also made me want...

I pushed Goroy's body. He thought I was unwilling to be held by him, and he let go of his hand, leaning back and letting me go for fear of making me more unhappy.

At the same time, I put my toes forward, leaned in front of him, and kissed Goloy's lips.

Finally, he finally showed a more surprised expression than my reaction just now.

It still feels a little cute.

Without the exchange of saliva that was agitated by desire in bed, the mingling of tongues, just the simple touching of lips together, this is not even a tickle for the devil.But I felt a huge vibration in his magic source, like a tidal wave.And I can't feel his breath very much, am I so surprised that I even hold my breath.

I covered Goloy's cheek with my empty hand, and he acted extremely submissive. After a while, when the impulse in my heart gradually stabilized, I took a half step back. Goloy raised his hand slightly, which was a subconscious reaction. It seemed that he still had more to say and wanted more from me...

I didn't want to wait for him to react, it would make me feel a little embarrassed.

This time it was me who took his hand and whispered, "Let's go, it's time to find La Servier."

Chapter 157. The Missing General (Goloi)

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

[Volume 157 - Is the King's Land Under the World] [-]. The General Who Didn't Appear (Goloi)

The gratifying thing really came too suddenly, and I kept thanking and apologizing to my mother in my heart. The contradictory feelings became unified for a while, and the struggle in my heart disappeared.

I didn't expect that what she said really worked. A box of chocolates made this little guy forgive me. Not only that, but he even kissed me. The matter developed much better than I imagined.But this kind of statement is a bit superficial. The comfortable feeling that caresses my heart cannot be described by just words like "good things".

Human beings have a philosophical law called "negation of negation". When a thing develops from one aspect to its own opposite, that is, after the first negation, it will inevitably realize the transformation of the beginning and the end, and the new development is the second negation of the negated thing.

Just like the relationship between Lipatia and me became bad. This is the first negation experienced, so after reconciliation is the second negation, but our relationship after the second negation is not just a simple return. The relationship before the conflict is essentially a step closer.

Lipatia and I walked towards the other side of the street holding hands. The little guy walked a little faster than me, probably because he didn't want me to see her expression, after all, she has always been so dishonest.One eats Momo while I hold the box of chocolates in the other hand.

In particular, this will cause me to be misunderstood. I'm not trying to trick Lipatia, I'm just trying to make her feel better, and deliberately put on a hypocritical posture.I really feel guilty for making Lipatia unhappy, I never felt that way, and I never cared about other people's feelings...

When I was in a relationship with Dipalona before, she wouldn't get angry at all, so I also behaved recklessly and casually, but now Lipatia is different, she is very sensitive and fragile, and it is because I love her that I feel this way.

But it's different for other people, anyone other than Lipatia is a fart in my eyes.Even La Servier is the same, although she is very important to me, and I also attach great importance to her, but I have not only a family relationship with her, but also a superior-subordinate relationship. Compared with her female status, her status as a general is the most important.

Of course, I'm not going to say that La Servillier doesn't matter.

Hmm... If you think about it this way, what I said just now is biased, because I actually care about many people, such as La Servier and Agatina, let's say they still have mothers...

Lipatia walked in front and ate Momo with relish, and followed her. I was neither indulging in the self-fantasy in my head, nor indulging in the gaze of her lovely back, but feeling the combination of the two. The kind of excitement that goes deep into the soul.

Lipatia led me back to the intersection over there.

"When will Lasevier come?"

"We agreed to meet here in half an hour."

"Half an hour? Are you planning to spend half an hour looking for me?"

"I regret it a little. I should have agreed on 10 minutes, or 5 minutes."

"Am I worth 5 minutes in your eyes..."

Lipatia looked at me while licking the Momo juice on her lips.

"No, you misunderstood."

I knew I couldn't be worth only 5 minutes in Lipatia's heart.

"You are not worth a minute in my heart. La Serviere is worried about you, and I am not looking for you for you, but for the atmosphere and La Seville. Do you understand that you are worthless to me?" .”

"I know I know...don't say any more...it hurts..."

This angel really doesn't know how to speak tactfully.

The two of us seemed to have nothing to talk about, and we only chatted a few words during the period, and I was really relieved after confirming that Lipatia was no longer angry.Soon the rest of the time passed like this, but we waited for a long time and still did not see La Servier.

"What's going on here, Lasevier hasn't come yet." I said with a smack of my mouth.

"Maybe I lost the time because I was looking for you, so I should be here soon."

With this in mind, we waited for a few more minutes, but we still did not see La Servillier.

Lipatia and I looked at each other, trying to convey our thoughts through expressions.

"La Servier...is something wrong?" Lipatia said worriedly.

"No, it won't happen if something happens. That's the general of the Demon King's Legion. What can happen?"

"But it's been so long since I haven't come... Maybe it's because of some accident and I can't get away from it. It doesn't have to be something violent, but some kind of dilemma that is difficult to solve."

I waved my hand, leaned against the wall and said, "No, you underestimate Lasevier too much, don't worry so much."

Lipatia looked at me dissatisfied.

"That's your general, don't you worry about her at all?"

"Don't worry, because I believe in Lasevier's strength. I don't think a general in charge of a corps can encounter any trouble on the street. If this is the case, then don't be a general."

It sounds a bit cold, making people feel that I am not worried about La Servier at all, but this is because I believe in La Servier, and I know her strength better than anyone, so I am not worried.

And I think that although Lipatia doesn't know La Servier's strength as well as I do, she doesn't really think of her as a delicate girl. She should know La Servier's strength.

But from Lipatia's expression, she seemed to be really worried about La Servier.

"I'll look for her..." Lipatia said suddenly.

"No need, she will definitely be here soon, you go now, she will come back in a while, you're gone, you'd better wait."

"You should go and look for it together. Once something happens to Lasevier, we will regret it."

I couldn't help laughing.

"The angel said that he would regret it because the devil was in danger. My dear, you are really interesting."

"So you don't plan to find her at all, do you?"

"Yes."

Now this is an issue related to the dignity of the king. The king must give Lasevier enough trust and must maintain this trust. Even if Lasevier is really in danger, she must solve it by herself.

But Lipatia seemed a little unhappy...

In order to avoid another stalemate in the relationship, I squatted down, adjusted my mentality, and said again: "Honey, you can also trust La Servier a little bit, okay?"

And Lipatia's expression also changed, no longer dissatisfied or irritable, but became as stable as before, with a somewhat serious feeling.

"I believe in her, I believe in her strength, but I also believe that La Servillier is a sensitive demon, so I worry about her." She turned completely towards me. "If you believe me, we'll go to La Servier."

Seeing Lipatia's seriousness, it was hard for me to refute, so I hesitated, sighed again, and finally accepted it.

"Okay...but don't lose it again." I said.

Chapter 158. The Unarmed General (Lipatia)

Goloy does know Lasevier better. After all, the two have grown up since they were young. On the other hand, it is precisely because he and Lasevier are too familiar that in some special respects , he would overlook some sensitive features of La Servier.

If Goloy really knew everything about La Servillier, then it wouldn't happen that La Servillier wanted to become a female, but Goloy didn't know about it.

Sometimes I miss the previous time, the time when I was just captured by Goloi. For me, I have lived in hell for so long, and that time is the most worth remembering. Everything is so pure, black is black, white is white, there is no so-called gray area.

But what am I doing now, worrying about a demon, feeling uneasy because of the sixth sense of an angel, running down the street in the sunset, wearing a gorgeous dark dress, the tail of the dragon behind me keeps flicking with.

My purpose is to bring everything back to normal, ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes, to return things to the way they should be, to remove all distortions.

These words are really ironic for me now.

I can't let myself be quiet, because once I am quiet, these messy thoughts will start to occupy my consciousness and torture me in this way, but at the same time, I am also glad that I can still be tortured, because it means that I still have the dignity and soul of an angel.

If he really became a fallen angel, he would immediately become a heartless guy. It would be easy to live in hell like that.

What kind of atmosphere is Greddy's atmosphere? I haven't thought about this question after shopping all day.But now, running on the street, the warm rays of the setting sun that shouldn't exist shone on my body, and what was reflected on the ground was an evil figure.

The atmosphere of Geridy is probably a comfortable atmosphere. The demons here are far away from war and death. Mammon gave up their right to fight for the position of Demon King, and what they got instead was the prosperity of the entire territory.

If the demons face an insurmountable mountain in their life and are destined to drown in twisted desires, then what are these demons who have seen through the false prosperity thinking in their hearts.

The lord who gave up fighting for the position of the demon king, the legion general who wanted to become a female, the demon king who attacked heaven to unify hell, and the angel who ran around for the devil.

Things began to lose their innocence, deviated from the track, and became more and more distorted.

"La Servillier...where did he go..."

I started talking to myself, because it was difficult for the surrounding sounds to reach my ears, and I could only rely on my own voice to constantly break up the messy thoughts.

I don't want anything to happen to La Servier, is it because the angel is selfless, maybe, but more importantly, I have the feeling that if something happens to La Servier, I will be the one who suffers the most, I I can't say why, as if something happened to La Servillier, I lost some war that I didn't even know what it was.

From this point of view, it is not selfishness, but selfishness.

This reminds me of some things. Human beings are always arguing about whether they are selfish or selfless. It can only be said to be profit-oriented. Sometimes interests need to be expressed in a selfish way, and sometimes interests only can be gained through selflessness.