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

What I said unintentionally that day became a prophecy, and I inadvertently expressed such a fact that I didn't even have a deep understanding of myself.

In a world so cruel and miserable as Hell, who are the truly wretched, I think, not the heretics, who have chosen their own way, nor the heirs of great sins like your Majesty and Queen Dipalona, ​​who have a sense of the sublime in their veins and bones.

People like Moshilov, these are all kinds of isolated forces, they are not so lucky, even in hell, it seems that there will still be a distinction between who is the darling of God and who is really abandoned people.

A devil like His Majesty was born as a descendant of Lucifer, and he lived in hell with rich clothes and fine food.

These isolated scattered individual forces are the most pathetic, because they do not have any real right to speak in this troubled world. They are born with the original sin factor of destruction. From a philosophical point of view, they can only be "zero obedience", a kind of floating suspension; they can only be represented by others, but it is difficult to represent themselves. They can only be attached to other people, but cannot be independent from other kings.

The resources and power they have allowed them to say a few words to a certain extent. Compared with ordinary people, they are still a little qualified to participate in the chaotic situation of disputes.

It is this contradiction that makes them the saddest existence.

People who have nothing are not afraid of losing anything in the struggle, but it is precisely these people who have a little something that are most afraid of failure, which also creates their sad nature.

"This is what I mean, not what Her Majesty the Queen means. Maybe you don't like to hear it. You think I'm just a servant. It's too arrogant, but the matter has come to this point, Your Excellency General Moshilov. I think it's better to speak up. It's not good for anyone to hide it at this time, don't you think?"

In the afternoon of the next day, Moshilov invited me to continue talking about what I said yesterday after finishing the business at hand, so I went to him after dinner with Ruchiara and the others.

I was actually still in fear yesterday, after all, I hadn't figured out his true inner thoughts, and his terrifying appearance also made me less rational. For a while, pure sensibility prevailed, and I was a little confused.But after thinking about it overnight, I changed my mind. After seeing their essence clearly, no matter how powerful the individual is, they will always succumb to the overall environment, so I have nothing to fear.

I casually sat cross-legged opposite Moshilov, holding a teacup in my hand, and looked at him almost contemptuously. Now, what I represent is Rast, and I just want to let Moshilov feel that he is nothing in Rast’s eyes, and even said all the words I thought.

An inferior maid can be so presumptuous in the face of such a "hero". Is it because fate is so unpredictable, or is reality so cruel.

There was silence for a while, except for the sound of stockings rubbing against each other, not even breathing could be heard in the room.

I looked at him coldly and continued: "I can't guarantee that you will become the ruler of Enweixin after submitting to the great Asmodeus family, but I can assure you that you will gain a certain degree of stability. After all...you can't always occupy this place as an overlord. If you submit to us, I can guarantee that you will be able to rule here more securely in the future."

"You mean, I want to sell my dignity and loyalty to Dipalona, ​​in exchange for her permission and recognition from Dipalona? You succubi are too arrogant, right?"

"Arrogance is based on a certain amount of strength, isn't it? We, Rust, must win this war in the end. There is no doubt about it. Just look at the extent to which His Majesty the Demon King is in a state of desperation."

I had to look up at him, and his monster face didn't look as scary as yesterday, not only that, but also a little weak.

"I can answer you unequivocally, it's impossible," he said. "When I talked to you, I didn't intend to make a deal with you. It's just that since Dipalona sent someone, if I behave too rudely, it won't do me any good. But it doesn't mean that I really want to make a deal with you. As a soldier, since I have survived this predicament until now, naturally I am not afraid of death."

"Human beings have a saying, I don't know if you have heard of it, that people die for money and birds for food. It is not your will that influences your behavior... but your environment."

"From what Miss Finiseli said, it means that I'm sure I'm going to give in to Rust?"

"You still have other options. Apart from taking refuge in Rust, everything else can only lead you and your people to destruction."

Moshilov held his military cap in both hands and stared at me intently. This feeling is really refreshing. I can insult such a monster as much as I want for my own mission. I don't reject this behavior at all.

"Don't have any illusions. The devil can't save you. He can't protect himself now. Satan City is within our reach. How else do you think he can save you?"

"I have also dealt with your generals of Rust. You seem to be from the succubi nobles. You are exactly the same. Compared with the Lucifer family, your casual arrogance is even worse."

"You are too much, but it's a pity that our general doesn't seem to pay much attention to you."

I thought about it all night last night, what is the essential conflict between Rust and the Sea Monster Triangle.I found such inspiration in a chat with Luciala before.

A sense of belonging.

This is the most essential conflict between people like Rust and Mershilov.

Chapter 241. Individual Contradictions (Finiseri)

Ruchiara is a very honest officer, she has the qualities that an ideal officer image should have, and I can't see the characteristics of the succubus that I hate the most in her, so I can't help thinking, if the succubus is not If he grows up in Rust, he should become an even more charming existence.

In front of me, she looked very comfortable and relaxed, and told me a lot about things in the military camp.

She told me that she can understand General Beda very well, because she has been a subordinate of General Beda since a long time ago, and she knows better than anyone how difficult it is for women to obtain a certain position in the army.

She told me that after she learned about Lord Lasevier, she had a very contradictory feeling, because on the one hand, she was very glad that Master Lasevier became a female. In this way, with a female demon like Lord Lasevier who has influence and the right to speak in the Demon King's Army, the females of the Demon King's Army will be able to live better in the future.

But on the one hand, she didn't understand, and even found it strange, why Lord Lasevier would choose to become a female. Isn't this just to make herself suffer.

Facing her doubts, I didn't give any answer. As a maid, it is difficult for me to be responsible for things beyond my own duties. It's not because I am indifferent, but because I don't want to overly dispel the essence of my responsibilities.

But I still want to thank her for her honesty and openness, telling me these things and giving me an idea.

Yes, it is such a contradiction, and what Moshilov faced was similar to this contradiction.

In heaven, the interests of the individual are consistent with the interests of the whole, but in hell it is completely opposite, and the interests of the individual often conflict with the interests of the whole.

Although Rast is very powerful, compared with one of the most common and inferior succubi in Rast, Moshilov can be regarded as living in heaven.

So in the same way, as an individual, Moshilov, who took refuge in Rust as an individual, faced the same situation. Although Ruster is very powerful, he can easily make a person achieve prosperity and wealth, but, as a foreign race, can he really be trusted if he takes refuge in Rust under such extreme circumstances? Compared with those generals of his own clan, can Moshilov really get more lucrative benefits than now?

Not necessarily, I just want Moshilov to know that it is precisely because Rust is too powerful that he is dispensable. Once he joins Ruster, his life will completely become a cage to imprison him. At that time, he will become a small fish at the mercy of others, not the all-powerful sea monster that he used to be.

And under this premise, I want to instill such an idea in him, which is completely opposite to the arrogance I have shown. I want him to think in reverse, maybe it is because the power of the devil is relatively weak now, and he is eager to seek talents. , then once he joins the power of the Demon King, he will be valued more and the benefits he can distribute will be more.

Therefore, the problem is not the strength of the whole, but how much benefit the individual can get from the whole.

That's what I'm trying to do now, to make it clear to him.

"Rast shouldn't be the only one who has taken a fancy to me, isn't it true that my two brothers are also thinking about it?"

"Are you talking about General Thorin and General Sephani? Of course, those two are also excellent generals with unique abilities. Of course, we have also considered it."

"Could it be that there are other delegations going to where my two brothers are at this moment?"

"Of course not. Anyway, we are very clear that you are the one who has the decisive say among the three."

He blinked, his expression unchanged, and he put the hat on the table casually.

"If we can't get these resources from us, Rust probably won't be able to start a big war in a short period of time."

It seems that Moshilov is showing off his importance to me, meaning that without him, at least in a short period of time, Rust's actions will be restricted.

"This...but not necessarily."

"What do you mean by that? Does Rust have other sources of resources?"

"You don't have to worry about this. I just want you to remember that Rust is the overlord of hell. It's the same with or without you. It's just that we have to pay more attention without you. But it doesn't matter. This doesn't really hinder the overall situation we have set. Moreover, as long as you don't submit to Rust, you are preparing to fight us."

Moshilov sneered, and then said: "Has it changed from a lure to a threat? Could it be that if I don't take refuge in Rust, you will declare war on us before the devil."

"Sorry, this... I can't say anything, I'm just a messenger, and I don't know about military operations."

Although that is what I said, but my tone all revealed disdain and contempt, and I wanted to force him to feel the feeling that the knife was already on his neck.

"Miss Finicely, no matter how powerful Ruster is, it's still just a family. Take this as a piece of advice. If you're too arrogant... the final outcome will be ugly."

"Oh? Is this an experience talk?" I asked with a smile. "After all, Grand Duke Bono Farani killed himself like this, didn't he?"

"You speak too boldly, anyway you are talking about the offspring of the Great Sin Demon."

"Your Excellency General Moshilov, in the eyes of us succubi, there is only one descendant of the truly valuable and powerful sinful demon, and that is the great Queen Dipalona. As for the other sinful demon families... there is no need to Let me say more, reality has proved that the Succubus are the best race."

Even I feel a little disgusted when I say these words, let alone Moshilov.

"Your Excellency, I will give you some time to think about it, but... Our Queen is a rather impatient person, at least in certain matters. She doesn't like to wait, so you'd better give an answer quickly, but although my attitude just now may be a bit arrogant, I still want to tell you that if you take refuge in Rust, you will be rewarded, and you can also get a relatively stable one. I think this is the most important thing."

After saying these words, I also put the teacup on the table, then stood up slowly, and patted the folds on the clothes lightly.

"Please also keep in mind that you are actually exchanging all your resources for your wealth and life, so you should think twice."

Chapter 242. Rust's Internal Contradictions (Finiseri)

It seems that my plan worked, and another day later, Moshilov did not give me an answer. Because the Sea Monster Triangle is not the relationship between a territory and a lord in the traditional sense, in fact, from a narrow point of view, a commander like Moshilov has more absolute rights, and because he came from the decline of the Leviathan family, no one dared to advise him to join Rust or the power of the devil. Everything depends on Moshilov.

What's more, Ruster didn't promise him any conditions now. This is nothing more than an empty-handed white wolf. Maybe it would be too outrageous in the eyes of ordinary people. Isn't it afraid of being exposed if the trick is so overdone?But in fact, based on my understanding of Queen Dipalona and my understanding of Rust's usual methods, this is not too much. Ruster has always been so cunning and dirty, and the lord's have no choice.

It's not that Queen Dipalona is greedy and unwilling to promise any benefits to others. On the contrary, Queen Dipalona has always rewarded loyal people generously, and she is not stingy at all.When Pride and Rust broke up, generals and ministers on both sides betrayed where they were and threw themselves into each other's arms. Queen Dipalona faced the general who was originally loyal to His Majesty Goloy , didn't care about anything with them, always protected them, regarded them as his cronies, and gave them great rights.

But in the case of Moshilov, Rust's arrogance and stinginess are actually all caused by Rust's internal conflicts. If you absorb these external forces, you must give them benefits, but giving them benefits is undoubtedly tantamount to choosing between your own people and outsiders, and giving the hard-earned cake to outsiders. I'm afraid that the ministers and generals of Queen Dipalona will not be happy.

What's more, there was a serious factional struggle within Rust. With the growth of forces and the expansion of territory, the internal divisions became more serious. This is why Queen Dipalona will not easily absorb external forces now. The reason is that she is afraid of further divisions within Rust.

Since Moshilov has not given me an answer until now, I can basically be sure that he will not seek refuge with Rust. Even if I leave now, he will not stop me, but he has not said anything until now. It is purely because of the concept of morality and politeness. I am afraid that such a strong rejection of Rust will really bring about my own death.

So after getting ready to leave that day, I had my last conversation with Moshilov.

"Your Excellency, we plan to leave today. Look, do you have any questions?"

"Miss Finisely is already planning to leave, I won't stay for a few more days."

"General, you are a man of temperament. Judging from your appearance, I don't think you have any plans to keep me. In other words, you rejected Rust."

"This one……"

"It doesn't matter, Your Excellency General, you don't have to feel embarrassed. I can understand that if you have an erratic mentality, even if you take refuge with us, it will be difficult to win the trust of others. I think the general has thought a lot. After all, I have made a way out of the officialdom of the Leviathan family and climbed to my current position. If there is any unnecessary words, I will not repeat it more than I do."

On the surface, Moshilov didn’t have any embarrassing expression. In the face of my pressing step by step, he was still able to maintain this stability and stand still. It’s admiration, and it’s more appropriate to be pure admiration, and even a little hostile.

"If Your Excellency General has any questions, it's okay to say so."

"Dipalona, ​​are you really planning to launch a military operation against us? I know it. You are unlikely to tell me the truth. You probably won't reveal any news, but I hope Dipalona thinks twice, Although simply considering the military comparison, we are incomparable with Rust, but looking back on the past, there have been several wars where the final success or failure was determined by the number of people. If it is really that simple, we How can this era of strife continue to this day?"

I looked at the squirming tentacles on Moshilov's chin. His words really sounded like he was speaking from the bottom of his heart. He didn't want to tell me any reason, but he himself really didn't want to get burned. Once a war started, it would be of no benefit to anyone. What he wants to do now is to find a way to restore the strength of the Leviathan family. Such a weak and humble idea is obviously not Queen Dipalona's number one enemy.

But the embarrassing reality is that the nature of this purpose is in conflict with Rast. In the eyes of a shameless person like Rast, only the destroyed Leviathan is noble.

On the one hand, I once again spit on Rust's shamelessness, and on the other hand, I feel sorry for Moshilov and his purpose, because I have even foreseen all possible endings of him.Since I am His Majesty's person, I am naturally on His side. I know that Miss and Your Majesty will succeed in their careers, and those who want to go against this trend will be swallowed up by all the power of hell.

There is no doubt that Moshilov is one of them. Only after joining the power of the Demon King can he continue his dream, but it is a dream after all. If he wants to restore the glory of the Leviathan family to the west, he is destined to become a the impossible.

"I will pass on your opinion to Her Majesty the Queen. You have a very powerful army, but you don't seem to trust military power."

"It's stupid to regard the pure military power comparison as the only or decisive factor in determining victory or defeat. Only immature guys would have such an idea, because their vision is too narrow, and they don't have a more macro vision. They can only see clearly who the sword in their hands is and who the enemy is facing, but they don't think about the connection between themselves and the surrounding environment. If they fight with this kind of thinking, defeat is inevitable."

Hearing this, I couldn't help asking a question.

"Then do you think, Rust...or is there any general in the Demon King's forces that you admire?"

"Rast and the devil's forces? I don't have much contact with Rust. It's just that when we attacked the heavens, we had some joint operations, but we all followed the unified dispatch and command of the above. In fact, we are just simple pawns... As for the devil's forces..." At this point, Moshilov stopped and fiddled with the sticky tentacles on his chin. "I have actually fought against several of their generals, fighting as complete enemies...I am really impressed."

Chapter 243. Fictional Nature (Finiseri)

"Are you despising our powerful army and generals in Rust?"

"If you really want to talk about contempt, you Rust and the generals of the Demon King's forces are all incompetent rats in my eyes. The difference is that the rats fight."

Moshilov is a monster that cannot be questioned by anyone in terms of appearance, human culture, angel's harshness, and even the demon's own concrete manifestation of fear—that is, the monster should be an abstract thing for demons, or it is just an expression of itself in the eyes of angels and humans.

But from the inside, there will be some different feelings. He is much more shrewd than he looks on the outside. His character is firstly cruel, and secondly a mixture of various emotions.Lord Lasevier used to have such an ugly appearance, so in terms of behavior, General Lasevier has a set of strict and rigid rules for his army. The same is true for Moshilov, and it is even more so than Lord Lasevier. But such a monster, after all, sat down and talked with me here.

But at this moment, he finally showed me his sharp fangs, his squinted eyes permeated with the icy coldness of the sea breeze, and his deep voice echoed in my mind as if crushed by a stone, telling people about the darkness of the abyss below the sea level.

"You can go back and tell your master that this is a gift I gave her. The biggest problem with Rust's army is that there is only a temporary good situation leading it forward, and the soldiers of Rust's army don't know what they are fighting for."

"What do you mean by that?" I asked, raising my voice pretending to be dissatisfied.

"Rast's policy has always been to let the racial instinct be the policy, that is, let the succubus let go and sell their own flesh. This seems to be no problem, as if they are following their instincts, but if this is the case, wouldn't Hell be ruled by succubus long ago? Why not? In terms of blood, it has long been the same as other demons."

Moshilov once again showed the keen insight that does not belong to soldiers. Being able to realize this even shows that Moshilov's strength is not limited to the military.

"You have all been deceived by your queen. None of these succubi live by oppressing themselves. It's just that your queen and those nobles can culturally shape you like this, and then spread all over the hell, but...the fact is the fact. You are betraying yourself. You are selling yourself to make your queen live a better life. The strength of this structure is false, and it will collapse sooner or later. Because of this, your army doesn't know what it is fighting for. Yuanli, then you say... How long can such an army survive?"

Boom-!

I slammed my hands on the table, and Moshilov still looked at me calmly. My ferocious face turned towards him, but all I could see was a sneer of contempt. The "black slit" without lips grinned slightly, as if laughing at every cell in my body.

This is not acting, but a real reaction, because what he said hit my pain point, I am afraid that even the young lady didn't realize it, that is, today's succubus... just to other races, it is still a succubus Yes, it's just because of Rust's environment and blood that we have this skin, but in our hearts... we don't have the slightest intention of betraying ourselves...

There is a phenomenon that is very common, but is ignored by many people.

Today, many succubi have found their loved ones, formed their own families, gave birth to children, and lived their lives peacefully.

But if the succubus really wants to live by selling his body, then how can it be possible to live in such a monotonous way, and how can it be possible to have someone who truly loves.

It's a pity that no one saw all of this, because no one wanted to believe it.

It's really ironic. I didn't expect the person who saw this to be such a monster, who can be thoughtful and rational without being recognized by anyone in appearance...a devil.

"So, go back and tell your queen, if you really want to...win something in this last era, tell your own people the truth, if you blindly live by selling and sucking the blood of your own people, the end will be very miserable."

My teeth and my fists were shaking crazily. He broke my performance with a few words, making the anger deep in my soul more and more intense, and he just looked at my ugliness like a bystander, but this also made the whole drama more authentic. Of course, the price was all my dignity and past.

But being so angry, I can't help but have a good impression of him, but don't worry, no one can really treat him as the same life with that appearance, but from the heart of emptiness, I I have a sense of identity with him, which I can't even explain clearly, and I don't know what to use as a metaphor, but I only got this feeling from the young lady.

He just sat there like a statue without emotion. I am glad that there is really no emotion on his face, except for the coldness brought by the appearance itself.