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

How does it feel to be a magician?

I do not know either.

I tentatively understood what it feels like to be a woman, but when I faced a more definite proposition, I was confused and hesitant about the accumulated experience.

What the hell is a woman?

What is the experience and feeling of being a woman that I am familiar with, what kind of experience and feeling of being a woman.

Obviously, although I have thought a lot about my self-identity, but at the moment, I am confused, but this is not confusion in a negative sense, it just means that I am a little unclear about the future that should be bright up.There is no doubt that I have always followed God's will, and I will continue to follow God's will in the future, but...

God never taught me how to be the wife of a devil king...

Originally, it was difficult enough for me to maintain my female form by maintaining the principles of an angel, but now, my female identity will be further solidified into the specific attribute of "the wife of the devil king".

Are you starting from scratch again...

There have been countless demon kings in history, so naturally, there have been countless magic girls.

But as an angel, it is definitely impossible for me to shape myself according to the appearance of the previous magic girl. Although I don't know much about the magic girl...but according to the moral culture that is generally popular in the post-ancient period, just as females are attached to the female as a whole. Like males, the magic girl, who is the highest "representative" of females, is naturally attached to the devil king.

Therefore, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of women the magic princesses of the past are. They are nothing more than good-looking females who can satisfy the desires of the devil king.

It's impossible for me to be that kind of female, to simply obey and please the Demon King.

Goloy doesn't have the guts to ask me to do such a thing—if he really wants to marry me.

More importantly, I, as a magic girl, is the same as Goloy as a devil king. I am not only "inheriting" in the traditional sense, but also to open up a new era. Then, whether it is a devil king or a magic girl, even if the name or title retains the tradition, the rights and obligations must have essential changes.

This is a signal and a sign of a turning point, and it must be fundamentally announced to the world that times have changed.

but……

Magic Girl is still Magic Girl!

In essence, she is still the wife of the Demon King!

Although I did offer to marry Goloy or something before...

But, but... But I'm still a little too anxious!Want me to be the devil's wife or something...

Why did I take the initiative to bring up this matter in the first place!

I can't even sleep thinking about it...

Ugh……

"Lipatia..."

"What are you doing..." Goloi's shout came from my ears in my drowsy sleep.

What a strange sound, he seemed to be breathing heavily...

Are you feeling unwell...

"like……"

Ah... hug me...

"It's so hot...stay away from me..." I complained.

"..."

Ok?

This feeling...

Yes, a little...!

"Hey! Where are you touching!"

"..."

"No! Where are you licking!"

"..."

"Yeah!" I subconsciously let out a high-pitched cry.

I woke up suddenly from my sleep, and almost fell off the bed without a somersault.

It was as if a flash of electricity had passed, and I was stimulated to wake up. I opened my eyes and jumped up, hugging the quilt to protect my body, and almost relying on instinct, I quickly moved half a bed away from Goloy, hiding in the corner of the bed and shivering.

"The reaction is so strong, so Lipatia's weakness lies here." Goloy lay on the bed on his side, propped his head on one hand, licked his lips and said with a smile.

I slanted my legs, blushed, grabbed the quilt with both hands, and stared at him angrily.

"You! What are you doing!"

"What's wrong with me, I'm your husband."

"You are the ghost's husband!"

"I am the husband of an angel."

This bastard demon king...is too aggressive...

I lowered my head, gritted my teeth and said in a low voice: "I said it... If you dare to touch your hands before you get married, I won't sleep with you anymore... I won't have sex with you again until you get married..."

"Don't be so cold, honey, I can't... I can't help it, look..." Goloy pointed to his eyes. "I've tried my best, and I haven't touched you all night. I've been restraining myself for the past few nights, and my eyes are red. It's not this morning... a little excited, and my body is a little... You know, so I can't hold back..."

"I don't care." I took a deep breath and raised my head. "In short, I won't have sex with you again until the official marriage position."

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, we're going to get married anyway, and it's not a few days away." Saying that, Goloi turned over and looked at me shamelessly with a disgusting smile. side climb. "Besides, Lipatia also made a very cute voice just now, which means it's quite comfortable, isn't it? I've endured it for so long, so it's time to give me some rewards."

This bastard is really good at being cheap... If you don't teach him a lesson at this time, then you won't be able to go to the house after that.

"Get out, drive away." I said righteously every single word, and then stretched out my foot and stepped on his face, preventing him from approaching me any further. "In short, I will do what I say, and I will not share the same bed with you from today on."

"No, I'm making out with my own wife, who's in the way?"

"Get in my way! Let me repeat that we are not married yet! I'm not your wife yet!"

"Wife."

"what!"

This lunatic devil suddenly grabbed my foot and kissed it, then kissed my leg upwards little by little, the tip of his warm tongue slid from my calf to my thigh with sticky saliva, and then...

"Don't come here!"

I'm serious - now that I think about it, did I make a pretty bad decision, is it really okay to marry this guy.

It has been several days since I promised Goloy to marry him, but he has been in an extremely excited state these days.At first I thought it would be over if he got a little excited. After all, after so much, he was finally able to marry the person he likes and relax a little. Excitement is inevitable. After all, even I would occasionally fantasize about being with Goloy married life.

But later I found out that this bastard is a devil at all!It's the devil!It was all aimed at my body!Since the day I promised him to get married, he has been pestering me to sleep with me, and after that, he will follow me no matter what he does, pestering me, in the physical sense, either hugging my body, or Holding my leg, handling official business, reading, taking a shower, even when eating, he would suddenly crawl over from under the table, press on me and kiss me like crazy.

The life of these few days made me wonder for a while, is this guy an irrational beast!

Although I can understand that Goloy is looking forward to getting married, but... Is he looking too much forward!

This makes me feel that he wants to marry me not because of "me" at all, but because of my body... It seems that as long as he has this body, he doesn't care who the inner soul is...

This bastard Demon King... think about my feelings a little bit...

Although the feeling of being desired by him is not bad...but there are more important things than physical enjoyment, isn't there!

What's more, I don't plan to do anything with him before getting married. This is my bottom line, because before I officially become his wife, I don't have any obligation to do this kind of thing, and if I do this without obligation, it means that I have this desire.

What kind of angel would have the desire to combine with the devil?

Only fallen angels have it!

So in order to ensure my last trace of purity, I made the greatest concession, I can kiss him and sleep with him, but before we are officially married, he is not allowed to touch my body, do...do...do that...things...

But this guy... seems to have lost control, probably because he really thinks I'm easy to bully, maybe... I shouldn't have made such a big concession from the beginning, let this bastard think that I asked him casually of.

When it's time to be tough, I still have to be tough. Now I must show my dignity as an angel.

"Goloy, let me tell you..."

"Oh, so soft!"

"Asshole! I told you not to touch me!"

I really want to kill this bastard devil!

Chapter 2. The External Significance of the Wedding (Lipatia)

The noise in the morning came to an end temporarily, but this by no means meant that the conflict between Goloy and me was simply resolved with the passage of time.

I don’t want Goloy to be misunderstood, and I don’t want anyone to misunderstand. I chose to marry Goloy because, as Lipatia, I really love Goloy. If a female needs a male to love herself in the nature of God’s creation, then for me, the only male in my life is Goloy. Therefore, my marriage with him is completely voluntary.

Although this contains some...according to the words of human beings, it is the so-called "political interest" appeal, but no one can deny that the prerequisite for realizing this kind of interest is that I really love Goloy. As far as a woman is concerned, I am willing to let him be my husband.

But... the so-called love does not dispel the principled insistence, just as God's kindness itself is premised on obedience to God, and it is by no means unconditional.

After getting up, I went back to my room angrily, and sat in the room to dress myself.

My poor Finicely, I heard from La Servier that according to my order, when Finicely found La Servier, she was already in a near-death state. In addition to the disaster caused by Belegia, she was lucky to be able to survive, but it is a pity that her physical condition is still very poor and she is still recovering...

The Demon King’s Palace is not so desolate that I can’t even find a maid, but this can be regarded as my loyalty to Finisely. I don’t want anyone else to be my personal maid except her.

But instead, the trouble is that I have to change my clothes every day, but no matter how hard I try, I can't dress myself up as finely as Finisely.

Now our top priority is to rebuild the demon king's power, materially speaking, it means rebuilding the demon king's territory, Envi and Praed, this is the most important thing, and on the other hand, we must restore the long-chaotic internal affairs system as soon as possible, and re-establish Build a complete political system that can meet our future plans.

That's why Goloy and I are planning to get married at this time.

Of course it’s not about rushing ducks to the shelves!

From the bottom of my heart... I think it's time for me to give Goloy an explanation... When I proposed to marry him, I didn't feel any resentment, which means that I have actually accepted him in my heart.

From the perspective of external factors, to achieve these goals, we need an opportunity, and this opportunity is the wedding of the devil.

"How on earth do you want to tie this hair..." I looked at myself in the mirror, fiddling with my loose golden hair.

Obviously, it was quite simple when Finiseli made it, and it was tied up with two flips... But why is it so complicated when it's my turn.

After struggling for a long time, I chose to give up.

"Forget it... No one will look at it anyway, Goloy... He likes to look at it or not, and I don't dress up to please him." As I said that, I threw the hair ornament in my hand on the table, and it immediately mixed with other exquisite hair accessories on the table.

Didn't I have loose hair like this when I was in heaven? What's the matter?

"Let's choose clothes first, what should I wear today..."

I walked to my wardrobe, and when I opened it, all kinds of clothing appeared in front of my eyes at the same time.

"Hmm..." I stood in front of the closet and touched my chin. "When did I have so many clothes..."

Regardless of the color, in terms of style alone, there are probably dozens of different styles of clothes in this wardrobe, which can be roughly divided into banquet use, daily use, etc., but if you break it down, what else? Fallen angel style... succubus style... and most of them are angel style in my impression...

"What should I wear today?"

Speaking of which, even the clothes have always been chosen by Finicely for me. It seems that I have never worried about what I should wear every day.

"How on earth does Finiseli choose clothes for me from so many sets of clothes every day..."

No matter, just take one casually, as long as it is not naked, it is easy to say, just find one that looks light and is not complicated to wear.

"Or ask Goloy, he wants to see me wear it today..."

No no no!

"Why am I thinking about that bastard devil again! I decide for myself, I don't care what that bastard devil thinks, I've been groping around in the morning, it's extremely obscene!" Thinking of this, I subconsciously touched my body .

While cursing Goloy, I casually took out a piece of clothing from the closet.

Anyway, even if I let that guy choose, that bastard demon king will definitely choose some dirty clothes, or tell me nonsense like "it's best not to wear it".

But speaking of it... when I first came to hell, I didn't seem to care about clothes at all. After all... as an angel, I didn't need to wear these complicated clothes.

"..."

I held up the dress and looked at myself in the mirror.

It's been a long time since I looked in the mirror so carefully.

"After coming to hell... I really changed a lot..."

Yes, in the blink of an eye, I'm going to marry the devil, this feeling is really illusory.

Speaking of marriage and so on, Goloy has been pulling me to discuss some things about "married life" for the past two days... For example, he wants me to have a few children for him, this bastard is quite planned Clearly, how many boys and how many girls should be born...