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

Melika was the first to react, and she hurriedly changed the subject.

"But no matter what, as a mother on my own, I have to dress up my daughter beautifully."

"Okay." I lowered my arms. "Since that's the case, it doesn't matter if I learn a little bit."

"Oh, did Lipa agree?"

"You've already said that, and we've all returned to the house, so it's okay if I don't agree..."

Melika clasped her hands together in satisfaction, and said, "It's not too late, let me dress up my angel daughter."

Chapter 9. The foil of clothing

"Little Lipa's body is really soft."

"One, must it be like this..."

Thinking about it now, I'm used to showing my body in front of Finicely, she is my maid, whether it's changing my clothes or cleaning my body, that's her job.As for Goloy, although it is a bit awkward, I am not that repulsive. After all, he has seen my body more than once. There are some more intimate behaviors.

But for people other than Finiseli and Goloy, the situation is slightly different. Regardless of the gender of the other party, it makes me a little awkward and slightly disturbed to honestly express the beauty of my body in this way.

After taking off my clothes, Melika spent 10 minutes combing my hair. Since I didn't have any cover on my body, I could only clamp my legs tightly and clasped my hands on my thighs. I blushed and dared not look at myself in the mirror.

"It's really the same as Aki..."

"Aki... Ah, Agathina."

Behind me, Melika suddenly mentioned my daughter, and I couldn't help but glance up. She stared at me in the mirror kindly, with soft and skillful techniques, and the messy strands of hair became soft the moment they slipped through her hands, as if by magic.

"Aki is also the same as you, Lipa, with smooth hair. Although he is different from Gora, he has inherited more of the Lucifer family in appearance, but his long black hair is the same as Gora. me."

In terms of appearance alone, Agadina is indeed the most outstanding woman I have ever seen. Although she is not as charming as a succubus, her arrogance and viciousness do make a lot of demons willing to become Her slave, knelt before her.

"But I have to say, angels' hair... is really smoother than ours."

"Thank you, thank you..."

After combing my hair, before I could see it clearly, Melika coiled my hair in an extremely exquisite way, and finally fixed it behind my head with a delicate hair.

"Little Lipa has so many headgears, I usually don't think much of you."

"It's because I think it's too troublesome to stay, and my hair is always tight, I feel a little uncomfortable..."

"Just get used to it."

"But why do you have to do it like this? I just saw that you crossed and knotted my hair...It's a mess, I can't even untie it..."

"The clothing and hairstyle are not only for yourself, but also to show an aura to the outside world. Little Lipa, you... give me the feeling that you are very suitable to be a queen, and you are always unsmiling, so compared to our succubus, you are more suitable for Lucifer style dress."

"Lucifer's style...is it like Goloy and Agadina?"

"Almost, but compared to them, little Lipa still needs a little change, after all, angels and fallen angels are still different."

After finishing my hair, Melika asked me to sit in a different direction. Although the room was not so cold, my body still felt a little chilly.

Standing in front of my closet, Melika opened the lower drawer first, and picked out a set of underwear and a pair of pure white stockings for me.

"My dear, you have good taste. The style of this underwear can make many succubus feel inferior."

"It was all given to me by Goloy, and has nothing to do with me..."

"Hey, the child has really grown up."

"What are you lamenting over there..."

"So the kid likes this style of underwear? I thought he would like more mature ones." As he spoke, Melika walked to my side holding the set of underwear, as if she wanted to take the initiative to help me change my clothes.

"I'll do this little thing myself..."

Melika didn't refuse, she put the underwear and stockings beside the bed, then turned around and went back to the closet to help me choose clothes.

And when no eyes were on me, I hurriedly got up and picked up my underwear and put it on in a panic.

"Little Lipa doesn't seem to like wearing underwear very much."

"Huh?" I was bending over in my panties when Melika spoke with her back to me.

"Because little Lipa didn't wear any clothes today."

"Ah...that's right. To be honest, I still don't quite understand the meaning of wearing this kind of thing. I always feel a bit awkward, but Finiseli insists that I wear it, so when Finiseli is not around, I feel very uncomfortable. I seldom wear it."

"Don't you find it troublesome to act?"

"It's okay... There's nothing bad about it, it's better to say that wearing so many clothes makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

Not only underwear, but also this kind of stockings. Although Goloy gave a lot of stockings, besides the white ones and black ones, the lengths are also different, and some have some raw edges or other decorations, but I have always been reluctant to wear them.

"Wearing this kind of thing always makes me feel like I'm deliberately... seducing someone..."

"But with all due respect, Little Lipa, it's even more tempting if you don't wear these. Instead of doing this, it's better to dress yourself up more elegantly. On the contrary, people only want to look at it from a distance and dare not touch it."

I raised my toes and slowly put my feet into the stockings, and then pulled the cart up until it covered my thighs.

"It's so awkward..." I muttered in a low voice.

"Well, this set is good."

There are almost a hundred pieces of clothes in my closet, and this is only for this room. I also have a lot of clothes in other rooms, all of which were custom-made for me by Goloy, but it is always up to Finisely to decide what to wear.

And with so many clothes, I just wear underwear and stockings, from which Melika has selected for me what she thinks is suitable.

"Let me tell you, what exactly do you want to dress me up for? The style of clothes you choose is not at all the same as what Finiseli usually chooses for me..."

"Then does little Lipa believe in Finicely or in me?"

"It's hard for me to say now..."

"Isn't this already great? Little Lipa has a strong and soft feeling like this, which makes people feel both seductive and authoritative."

"So what do you want me to look like..."

"Little Lipa, you have to remember that your usual attire is not only for yourself, but also for others. A set of clothes that suits your status can better set off your identity."

"My identity...isn't it an angel?"

"It's also Magic Girl." Melika walked over carrying the gray and white robe. "Little Lipa, let people know that you are a ruler, a queen, and a shrewd and capable queen, not just a vase."

Chapter 10. The Demon King Drooling While Sleeping (Lipatia)

I don't understand why Melika has such high hopes for me. Although according to the demons and certain human cultures, the relationship between me and Melika will indeed develop further after I marry Goloy, but in any case, the relationship between me and Melika cannot be closer than the relationship between Goloy and Melika. After all, Goloy is also Melika's biological son.

So, although I don't dislike Melika's attempt to turn me into a "queen" and give me a higher status in front of Goloy, I have to doubt her motives.

Could it be that Melika is still wary of Goloy, thinking that her son will destroy everything sooner or later.

But even if Melika really thinks this way, there is nothing to blame, she has experienced much more than people imagined, and the real experience has proved that Goloy will indeed cause a certain amount of destruction, but I don’t think it should be blamed on Goloy, because all this is caused by the contradictions and struggles faced by hell, and Goloy is just a "mirror" prop.

I spent the whole morning on dressing up. After helping me to dress up, Melika worked tirelessly to help me explain some knowledge about dressing up, so that I could understand that even if I will have Many servants have come to serve me, but the key to understanding this knowledge is to understand what is beautiful and what is ugly from the heart, so that you can become the master of beauty.

Of course, the limit of these words lies in the prescriptive understanding of beauty, that is to say, what is not and what is ugly.Once beyond hell, then the standard of beauty may have to be re-discussed.

In the end, Melika talked with me a lot about the things between our "husband and wife". Melika was not explaining to me, but was revealing her heart to me. She expressed to me her happiness as a mother, but also vaguely expressed her worries to me, because she knew that marriage in the upper class of hell was never that simple.

In the narration, she will sometimes show her pride as a wife and experiencer in the Lucifer family, sometimes her face will show her pride as a woman, and sometimes she will turn her attention to her identity as a mother, sighing her worries about her children and self-blame for not fulfilling her responsibilities as a mother.

This is the first time Melika chatted with me like this, and if I have the opportunity, I would like to chat with her more like this. Knowledge may be much more than we think.

After Melika left my room with a satisfied attitude, I didn't stay idle. Although I wanted to focus on handling the official business, the content of the previous chat was still churning in my heart, which made me a little restless.

After wandering around the room alone for a while, I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself in the mirror. Indeed, as Melika said, as an angel, I may have the demeanor of a ruler too strongly, and I also know that this kind of aura is definitely not something I was born with, but a product of hell, especially the exquisite facial features and face, which bear strong traces of Lucifer.

In the end, I left the study and walked straight towards Goloy's study, and the servants I met in the corridor all cast amazed glances at me.I also encountered the same thing in the morning, but the difference is that this time and the servants were amazed that an angel would have stronger beauty and dominance than a demon.

When I came to Goloy's study room, when I was about to raise my hand to knock on the door, an unknown force stopped me.I stared at the door in front of me for a few seconds, then put my raised hand on the doorknob, held the cold doorknob and turned it gently, and then pushed the door open little by little.

The house is very quiet, and you can smell the burning wax of the special candle that Goloy likes at the door. He likes to make the surroundings brighter when he is working, otherwise he will easily fall asleep.

After I entered the room, I closed the door little by little. Looking at the burning candles over there, they seemed to be half burned, but even so, they failed to achieve their mission. The devil over there still fell asleep lying on the desk.

I tiptoed and walked to the table as quietly as possible, and looked at the sleeping Goloy.

He also seemed to have accidentally fallen asleep on the way to work. Although it had only been one morning, a small half of the documents that had been approved had been piled up on the right side of the desk, but there were still a large number of files waiting for Goloy's instructions on the left side of the desk.

The books on the bookshelves were basically removed, and a large number of books were opened and scattered around the table on a certain page. There were six or seven books piled up on the desk alone, and they were in different languages.In addition, there seems to be a large number of books in this pile of books that were taken from the library.

Are you looking for relevant information?

It seems that he was really exhausted. He was still pressing the half-written document under his cheek, and he was still holding the quill pen in his hand. He probably fell down from sleepiness when he was halfway through the writing, and it was still left on the file. Some funny ink prints.

I didn't wake him up, but after looking around, I went to the hanger and took off the thick cloak hanging on it, and returned to Goloi's side and gently covered him.

Yes, he has the habit of drooling when he sleeps, and sometimes he sleeps with his arms around me, and when he wakes up, he often has a lot of his saliva on his body.Although he is a tall and strong male, his peaceful sleeping face can only be described as "cute" when he is asleep.

Taking out a towel, I carefully wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.

I moved a chair and sat down opposite Goloy, and then began to look up the documents that Goloy had just ordered to see what his opinions were on these reports.It should be said that we are indeed the Demon King. Although both of us can handle official duties, even when dealing with the same official duties, Goloy's instructions and opinions are much more specific, well-organized and structured, and cover a wide range of areas. , It is often possible to link several different reports to give instructions.

And I am more inclined to criticize in principle.

While reading these dossiers, I added some of my own opinions next to Goloy's instructions. Unexpectedly, Goloy had already dealt with so many official duties in this short morning.But I spent the whole morning dressing myself up, which really made me a little ashamed.

Chapter 11. Incomprehensible Demon King's Handwriting (Lipatia)

"De destinatio...cibum? positus vz...laver onerari...am quod...(About the...allocation of food, the transportation link is...the most important...)" I bit my thumbnail Slowly read and identify Goloy's instructions on the dossier. "Is this an e... or a t..."

Reading Goloy's writing is really a painful thing. It's not that Goloy's handwriting is not good-looking, but on the contrary. Writing habits are not only for reading, but also for expressing a kind of useless nobility, that is, to make your own characters look very gorgeous, but for people who don't know such fonts, it is really laborious and difficult to read. matter.

In fact, after so long, my ability to distinguish Goloy's handwriting has improved a lot. I still remember that when I read his writing for the first time, I could barely recognize a few words, and I couldn't even read a complete sentence.

"Can't you just let go of this useless arrogance...the writing is so complicated...who can understand it when it's all connected together?"

"Well……"

Goloy's voice suddenly came from the desk. I don't know if my muttering in a low voice disturbed him.

He seemed to have opened his eyes, but he didn't get up immediately, but was still lying on the table. He probably woke up suddenly and didn't realize where he was.

With a dazed expression, he raised his head and saw me sitting opposite him, staring at each other in silence for a while, Goloy's eyes suddenly widened, and then...

"Wow!" He couldn't help screaming, as if he was struggling for something, he wanted to stand up, but he couldn't stand up, and fell directly to the ground with the chair.

"You...are you alright?" I also stood up, tiptoed and put my hands on the table, looking over the desk to look at Goloy who fell on the ground.

He covered his head and propped himself up on his elbows, closed one eye and opened it for a blink of an eye and raised his head to look at me.

"You, what are you... why are you here..."

"Why am I here? Can't I come?" I puffed up and complained in a coquettish manner.

Goloy doesn't seem to be used to my reaction like this, after all, even I am not used to my appearance.

This is actually what Melika told me, and I still have to act like a baby with Goloy occasionally, not to show weakness to Goloy, but to behave deliberately... how to put it... According to Melika, if I behave softly on purpose, Goloy will also be very happy.

Although I still can't fully understand what this "soft" means, but according to Melika, it means... acting like a baby...

"No……"

He uttered a word tremblingly, his eyes staring round.

"No, no!" Goloy got up from the ground in a panic. "You can come, you can come! As long as you want, dear! You can go anywhere!"

"Sorry to wake you up..."

"It's okay! You should...you should have woken me up earlier!"

Goloy, who had reacted somewhat, began to look at me. It seemed that his personality and appearance at the moment had a certain impact on him, and he just recovered from the impact of his personality just now, and he hadn't had time to do it Understand changes in appearance.

"Honey...you are..."

"Look at what..."

"You, you... What exactly is your outfit..."

"Isn't it pretty..."

"Okay...okay..." Goloy began to speak incoherently, and the breath he exhaled became heavier and heavier, so that every breath he took was enough to support him to say a word. "It's...so beautiful...my dear, I'm not...I'm not dreaming."