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

Who can explain things that even I can't understand, but even if I am not stained with Lucifer's color, it is absolutely impossible to sympathize with everything unconditionally, it's just that the arrogance and ignorance now make it even more unbearable for me.

"I understand. Then Lady Lipatia thinks... do we need to follow up on this matter? Is it possible for those idiots to become our targets?"

"This kind of thing, I still hope to hear some opinions from you and General Beda." I blinked my eyes twice quickly. "Hey, I can understand you calling me up so late, but why didn't you call General Beda too?"

"This..." Lasevier's twitchy attitude was probably caused by the disagreement with Beda in the previous meeting. "Master Lipatia, on the issue of dealing with the Sea Monster Triangle, General Beda and I have opinions... how should I put it, they are not in agreement, but General Beda also has her own ideas, although I can't force her , but I still hope...how should I put it...that is..."

"I hope to get a more ... weighty recognition, don't you?" I said bluntly what La Servier was thinking.

Lasevier, on the other hand, nodded reluctantly, avoiding me all the time.

"Then let me guess, La Servillier, you mean, let's leave these brigands alone and let them fend for themselves, don't you?"

"Yes, this is my initial opinion. Of course, I don't mean to ignore it at all. I just don't take the initiative to contact anything. After seeing the larger situation clearly, I will make the next step. As you said, Mrs. Lipatia, those bandits are just stupid guys. We don't need to take risks for these ignorant guys."

I can't help but sigh, I still feel a little strange after being here for so long. What is the essence of this phenomenon of forming gangs in hell? Is it caused by inconsistencies in positions and interests?

In terms of my attitude towards this matter, I also acted a little ambiguous. Although there is an indescribable bond between me and Goloy, if I insist, some people may attribute this to "love" all the time—although I don't want to express it that way.But even so, I have been thinking of ways to use some demons, either actively or passively, to maintain my own status, but in fact I don't want to do this either.

Now there is a not-so-serious disagreement between Lasevier and Betta, but it is related to my choice. If you calm down and think about it carefully, it is not difficult to find out, what a miraculous thing this is.

"This...can you let me think about it for a while, I can't make a decision right now, but Lasevier, you mean, Beda will definitely advocate contacting this group of bandits, isn't it?"

"Well, according to my understanding of General Beda, that's the case. I think she will insist on it."

"What's the reason?"

"General Beda believes that with regard to the Sea Monster Triangle, we should take advantage of all opportunities that do not lose our own strength to attack, but I think that we don't have such a cheap thing at hand now, how can we not get our shoes wet when we often stand by the river. "

I don't think about the problem completely with that kind of narrow vision, only thinking about the interests and the division of gangs, I will naturally consider the interests of the overall demon king's forces as a premise.

And Lasevier really gave me a difficult problem, because of this, in fact, I didn't know how to do it.

I had no choice but to say to La Servier: "Okay, I understand what you mean, let's do it now, I will think about it carefully, and I will give you and Beda an answer later."

La Servillier did not express any satisfaction, but he never revealed even the slightest dissatisfaction.

She took a step back very politely, her legs were close together, and there was an undulating gap between her long and tight legs, which was a testament to the strong body honed on the battlefield. This demon general, whose body and appearance are already very good, is not as calm and resolute as I imagined.

After bowing to me, Lasevier said: "I understand, then you can go back and rest first, sorry to disturb you again."

This hesitant worry...

Could it be because she became a woman?

Chapter 221. Unintentional Powerlessness (Lipatia)

I tossed and turned all night, but no matter how much I tossed my body, my energy was not exhausted, on the contrary, I became more and more energetic. I wish I could use this time to solve all the messy things in my hands.

After returning to the bedroom and lying on the bed, I could no longer bear Finiseli's coquettishness, but it had nothing to do with her, and it was not her fault, but my fiery mood could no longer calm down, and my ears kept echoing Don't know where the noise is coming from.

I had a very tormenting night. When Finiseli slowly woke up from the dream, I seemed to be in a confused environment. Everything around me became a combination of dream and reality, which was unbearable. You will always doubt the authenticity of everything you see and think.

But who is to blame for this, why did I suddenly become like this, where did the restless consciousness come from, where did I get some vicious color from?I don’t know anything, but it’s hard for me to attribute all of this to La Servier. After living in hell for so long, I’ve already passed that period, the one who feels fresh when he sees and hears everything when.

So if this is the case, what is the reason?

After waking up, Finiseli slept comfortably, her light blue hair was draped along her white shoulders, her casual appearance, she put aside her identity as a maid in a daze, stretched her waist, slanted her legs, and kept making lovely low noises, which made me think of the cat I saw somewhere.This can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune, and the natural posture that is not stained with any violent color finally made me feel a little tired.

But I lost the right to sleep.

After changing into her maid outfit, Finiseli immediately threw herself into her work, without any intention of procrastinating, and quickly helped me complete a series of chores to take care of myself in the morning, and just like that, I left the bedroom in a huff.

I was still thinking about La Servier's intentional visit to me last night. I haven't forgotten what she meant, but I was also worried about how to solve it. I have no interest in the quarrel between her and Beda. More importantly, no matter who offends them, it is not a good thing for me, although logically speaking, I have the same rights as Goloy.

However, feelings are not something that can be explained in a few words with a cold truth.

Because each of us has a different schedule, which is caused by the different responsibilities we bear. In fact, the few of us don’t get together for breakfast or anything, and the restaurant is empty today.

I know that La Servier and Beda are used to going to bed late, and they will go out first when they get up in the morning, instead of coming here to have dinner with us. Beregia has a serious wake-up mood, so she can only sleep until she wakes up naturally according to her mood, Yin He has been deliberately avoiding contact with us all the time, which can be regarded as a rare shrewdness. It is no exaggeration to say that I do not deny that his aristocratic status and his experience in dealing with the Leviathan family have taught him how to read people's faces And the habit of acting.

The end result of all this is that in the huge dining room, only Finiseli is standing beside me, under the gloomy tone, I am enjoying the strange-looking but slightly acceptable breakfast alone.

As for where it really all started, that will no doubt be said after the afternoon tea talk.

I didn't see any of these people until lunchtime, and the dullness of breakfast prevented me from enjoying Hell's Lunch.

I had been doing activities all morning, and Finiseli beside me was ecstatic, and inadvertently showed a smile I had never seen before, while I was worried, fidgeting, not in the mood for anything, wandering around the palace, and the whole morning passed like this.

In the afternoon, Belegia seemed to have just woken up. I met her in the corridor beyond the bathroom, and it seemed that she had just washed her body.

She greeted me, and chatted together after we met. Although she just woke up, she also dedicated the time after waking up to the child of the Leviathan family, instead of enjoying life by herself. When I saw It’s been a while since we got to her, and she told me that the weather is not bad today, why don’t we have a tea party after a long time, relax a little, there is no one else, just the four of us, just Lasevier and Betta Also just came back from outside.

It seems that Beregia can always get information that I don't know through some means. I have been paying attention to the movements in the palace, but I still don't know when Beda and Lasevier will return.

She wore a gorgeous wine red sleeveless dress today, and the skirt dragging on the ground seemed to open up a blood-red river, which was very similar to the dress that Goloy gave me, but in comparison , the red and black long dress wrapped around her body, compared with the undulating soft curves of the body, the elegant arrogance is more attractive to people, the queen showed us the most natural and clean posture A different side of her.

My dress today is very ordinary, and I have nothing to point out. Walking with her, I can’t help but feel a little weird, like a feeling of inferiority that is similar to jealousy, but more shy.I won't let this kind of consciousness flow, and I will quickly suppress it with my piety and loyalty. beautiful person?

One of the characteristics of hell is that evil will haunt you at any time, and if you don't pay attention, you will fall into a trap that seems inconspicuous but is exactly the abyss.

Finicely’s expression was also a little bit wrong, sometimes she frowned and sometimes let out a small sigh, and then her eyes began to linger on me and Belegia again, this succubus maid also seemed to have gained a sense of frustration, and I was occupied by her in a certain area and became her trophy, pet, doll, no matter how you say it, sometimes Finicely acted like she was announcing to people that she has the right to interpret my appearance.

I don't know who dressed Belegia like this. Her long black hair was simply tied with a headband, like the river Styx in hell. It was so heavy that people couldn't breathe, but she had to show awe to that aura. The difference was that the oppressive aura displayed by Belegia was expressed through beauty as a carrier.

This is not acceptable.I warned myself like this, recalling what Belegia told me before, I just remembered that Belegia is a demon who may value a pure beauty more than me and La Servillier. Sometimes people will misunderstand that this Her Majesty the Queen who was split from Goroi is an informal and arrogant person, and her appearance is worthless to her.

This is also related to herself, sometimes she will try her best to use her beauty, but sometimes she will pretend to be mysterious to suppress her beauty, such as wearing some men's uniforms, even she herself Trapped in a moral contradiction, how can I figure it out.

She joked with me all the way, and occasionally nudged my body with her elbow. I also felt the relaxation she wanted to give me, and the crisp laughter could not be said to be endless. , but also reverberates, in due course, above the dome where the Leviathan myth is painted.

Chapter 222. Female Tea Party (Lipatia)

I came to a garden at the back of the palace. It was the largest garden in the territory covered by the entire palace. It was built on the edge of a cliff. It sounded a bit dangerous, but sitting there, the foggy fantasy scenery in the distance could be seen. The endless chaotic Dead Sea, which is easily seen, made me forget for a moment that the whole city was built on the water.

The establishment of the entire city relies on a huge source of magic, and the entire city is an energy body. In this way, it is understandable for Zekui to lock his only child underground in the city.

Lasevier and Beda were already waiting there. After turning around a path full of flowers, they saw that they had already enjoyed hot tea and desserts under the service of the maid. Lasevier was sitting upright while Beda Da was looking at her legs casually, leaning on the back of the chair, holding a delicate teacup in her hand, and the two of them were talking without noticing our arrival.

When the sound of our footsteps approached, the true colors of the soldiers were revealed. Regardless of the postures of Lasevier and Betta, they put down the things in their hands in an instant, stood up and faced us.

The two did not stand in a military posture, but stood up expressing a kind of daily respect. Seeing me and Belegia, La Servier and Beda all bent slightly.Beregia waved her hand kindly, motioning for them to sit down, and she sat in the seat next to La Servillier.

The tea party's table is not big, and there are only four seats, like a temporary venue, but according to Belegia's own words, this is "own" tea party, and there is no need to engage in too many formalities, this Her Majesty has also become the unknowing host of this palace, as if the ground we walk on is hers.

Wearing that kind of dress, Beregia's posture can't be as casual as Beta or as serious as La Servier, she needs to find an elegant peace between the two.

As a result, Her Majesty only sat on a third of the chair, with her legs slanted facing us.

She waved her hand again, and the maids around left obediently, leaving only Finiseli standing behind me, expressing to Belegia that she only accepts my orders.

Beregia picked up the tea party on the table, leaned over and poured tea for Beda and Lasevier.

"Lasevier, Beda, thank you for your hard work. I dragged you over as soon as you came back. As a result, you are still wearing military uniforms."

As the steaming hot tea was poured into the cups, Lasevier and Beda also raised their buttocks and put on an unbearable posture, but they still let Belegia fill their teacups.

"It's our job," Lacevillier said.

"Yes." Beda echoed in a low voice.

Beregia smiled, turned around and poured tea for me, and I was not as polite as La Servillier and Betta, but I still nodded to show my courtesy.

"It's not too short a time since I came to Envi." After returning to her seat, Belegia began to pour tea into her cup. "But I haven't had a good rest. Whether it's Lipatia or you two generals, it's all hard work, and you should relax properly."

"Thank you for your understanding, this is our duty." La Servier said.

"As a soldier, these duties are not so exhausting. Compared with the real war with real swords and guns, the work we are doing now is simply insignificant." Beda said.

Belegia chuckled a few more times, she looked extraordinarily gentle today, which also made us a little uncomfortable.

"After coming here, I've had quite a few meetings. These large and small meetings also give me quite a headache." Belegia pinched the inside of her eye sockets following her own words. "If possible, I really don't want to have these meetings, so today our tea party is just as women, how about adding affection to each other."

As soon as they came up, they blocked their mouths. Lasevier and Beda were a little unexpected. They looked at each other in embarrassment, obediently and obediently, that was nothing more than a warning attitude.

But now even I can't figure out Belegia's pulse. Although she said that today she just relaxes and chats and doesn't involve any official business, but in this situation, excessive silence is almost the same as giving up on herself.

But I believe that what I know, Belegia must also know. Through yesterday's observation, I should have chosen to believe in Belegia. If this is the case, I must carry out my choice. Taboo.

"It is said that devils only know how to enjoy, but I don't know when devils have become synonymous with suffering. Can devils enjoy any degenerate happiness? It is said that devils lure human beings, but devils themselves live quite well. Difficult, how to tempt human beings to degenerate."

Belegia picked up the teacup, and just as she handed it to her mouth, she stopped and took a breath.

"La Servier, Lipatia, and Beda, what do you think is the most important thing for a woman?"

This time, it wasn't just Lasevier and Beda who were looking at each other, even I was confused by this question.

Seeing our bewildered faces, Belegia continued: "La Servier and Beda live as generals, Lipatia lives in hell as a representative of heaven, and I...although It's sad, but I also know that I live in the image of Goloi's differentiation... But, who still remembers that we are women?"

Before anyone could speak, Belegia replied by herself: "Of course someone remembers, those males, in their eyes, we are just women, we can't be a good king, we can't be a good general, we can't be good. Nothing can be achieved, it can only become an appendage of male desires, so those males are the ones who know best that we are women... But, the sad thing is, do we still remember that we are women?"

"Master, I have never forgotten this. I dare not forget the suffering of hell." Beda said solemnly with her head tilted. "I'm a female, I want to forget, but it's really hard to ignore, it seems that we are born to be inferior to males, in this case, how can we forget, forgetting that we are female, is 'incompetent' woman."

"Of course, my dear General Beda, but what you are talking about is only the female in the eyes of males. What I am asking is, who remembers our purest form, the purest form, not the special form in the eyes of males , is just our most original and purest appearance, that is, a female, without adding any extra elements... a female."

Chapter 223. The generals need to rest (Lipatia)

None of us agreed with Belegia's words, which inevitably made her situation a bit awkward, but if you observe carefully, you will find that it is not the case, Belegia is still immersed in her own gender philosophy.And as for me, I have no intention of ignoring her. I believe that Beda and Lasevier are also like this. It's just that all the situations are combined. Every word of her can only make us respond in a speechless manner. I really can't say anything.

Belegia admired the exquisite tea set, took a sip of tea from time to time, and then continued to look at the pattern on the teacup. The dessert in front of her was still untouched. Although it was a tea party, the atmosphere was relaxing no matter what. If we don’t come down, the humid air begins to invade our skin, and after a while, we will feel a dull burning sensation on our body, and we will be overwhelmed.

"You two generals, shouldn't you take a good rest?"

As soon as Beregia said this, both Lasevier and Beda were dumbfounded. Lasevier's slender lion's tail stood up like a sharp sword, and Beda also straightened her throat, as if she had been hurt. The poisonous snake that has hurt is warning the other party.

"Master... Excuse me, what do you mean..."

Lasevier was at a loss for words for a while, and it was probably the first time that she was hinted like this for a well-informed woman. The fidgeting appearance made people feel uncomfortable, and she wished to stand up to fight for her, like a helpless child who had lost her support. like.

Beda on the side wanted to be a little more stable, but the range of chest heaving caused by her breathing also increased a little. She even straightened her collar with her pale hands and took a big breath, but she didn't know that it made her feel suffocated. Is it the hot and humid air or Belegia's careless "order".

Belegia turned the teacup around, and began to observe the pattern on the other side, completely ignoring the panicked appearance of the two generals, deliberately showing an indifferent and indifferent expression.

"I believe Lipatia has the most say in this matter. Whether it is an angel, a demon, or a human being, there is only one thing that is most important, and that is...to recognize oneself, to figure out one's own identity What is it, once you forget your identity and your position, you will gradually lose your way in everything you do.”

Belegia's advice to "take a little rest" was nothing more than an official statement. To put it bluntly, it meant that the two generals temporarily retreated to the second line and left all the work in hand to other people.To put it even worse, Belegia, as the master, felt disappointed and disgusted with her subordinates, so she wanted to confiscate their rights.

The silence at this time was different from just now. Belegia passed on the embarrassing situation to us. The sudden change left the two generals and my mind blank. I could neither think of the reason nor the countermeasure.

Lasevier stood up a little bit, but couldn't say anything, and finally sat back down. It was Betta, perhaps a kind of indifference bred by her natural character. He asked loudly: "Do you think we have done something wrong? If possible, I hope you can tell me and Your Excellency Lasevier."

"Not good? No, I didn't say that. I just think you are too tired."

"Under such circumstances, you advised us to take a break. From a business point of view, we can't take a break. We need to rush to catch up with the schedule. In other words, if we take a break, we have to hand over the work to others."

"Then hand it over."

Even Beda's calmness was completely destroyed at this moment, she fell back a bit, staring at Belegia in disbelief.

I feel that I am obliged to say something at this time, but I can't get rid of Belegia's intentions. I am not intimidated by her. My identity, and the interests of Goloy.

Beda and Lasevier are the few trustworthy subordinates of Goloy. If these two generals are withdrawn, it will undoubtedly lead to death. If Belegia is standing on the side of the devil, I would never say such a thing.

Lasevier and Beda, I think the two of them are more angry than surprised, because they both know very well that Goloy cannot do without them, but they really want to question, What qualifications does Belegia have to make such a decision.But due to superficial etiquette, it is not easy to speak out.

Finally, as expected, the eyes of both of them came to me.

I turned my head slowly, looked at Beligeia and asked: "What's going on, the two generals are suddenly asked to rest, under such circumstances, we can't rest."

"Lipatia, didn't I say that I won't talk about business today."

"If you don't talk about it, I will talk about it." I said forcefully. "If there's anything wrong with Lasevier and Beda, you can just say it, there's no need for it."

Belegia lowered the teacup, but didn't put it on the table, she still held it in her hand, and looked sideways at me, that smile made me a little hairy.

"Like I said, Lipatia, if you don't think about your own position, you will be biased in doing things."

"What position, what do you want to say, do you mean that there is something wrong with Lasevier and Beda's position?"

"Yes, that's what I meant."

Beda and La Servillier obviously wanted to defend themselves, and even wanted to question Belegia sharply.I raised my hand to stop them who were excited, and then continued: "If possible, please explain clearly, because I don't see any problem with the two generals."

The corners of Belegia's mouth returned to normal, and the disappearance of that smile also made me feel relieved. She put down the teacup in her hand, put her hands firmly on the armrests of the chair, turned her eyes and glanced around, and said: "The courtesy first, the soldiers... that's the reason."

"What?" I asked, frowning in confusion.