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

Chapter 27. Internal and External Causes (Lipatia)

Goloy did not casually bring up this topic. Although Goloy is small and powerless in front of God, he still weighed my question with his own dignity and strength, and began to think carefully.

After all, this is a very sensitive matter. The fear I am talking about is not limited to the personal feelings of personal emotions and sensibility for Goloy, but the survival of the whole hell.Some people in the world do not believe in the existence of God, and never believe in the so-called fate. In their view, all development and occurrence of things are the result of the combination of internal and external factors.

From some perspectives, there is nothing wrong with this statement. On the contrary, at this time, for Goloy, such a statement is even correct.

For Goloy, heaven and the mind of God are an absolutely unknown external cause, and it is also a point that he can never ignore. In order to break the balance of hell and achieve unity, Goloy chose to let go and introduce this external cause. His bet is that heaven will not intervene in the battle of hell. Even if hell launches an attack on heaven, heaven will not attack hell.

And from this point, we can also see Goloy's strategy as a ruler. He not only has to figure out the mind of God, but also the mind of other lords. For example, will other lords join forces with him to attack heaven?Will the other lords play tricks or something.

And the last time he did succeed, everything came true as he imagined.

But now, he has to guess this unknown external cause again.

If God's power is explored too much, will heaven continue to choose not to intervene in the affairs of hell?

"Fear is naturally fear." After thinking about it, Goloy said with a helpless laugh. "I'm not afraid to say it's a lie. God is always moody. If he really thinks that I, the devil, violated his mood, he will send an angelic army headed by Michael to destroy me... By then, Ben The king is no longer the hero who unifies hell, but the sinner who destroys hell.”

"Now that you know..."

"But honey, things can't always be like, 'If it turns out like this...it will be worse', and always have this kind of thinking, doesn't it mean that you have already denied before starting to do something If you don’t understand the meaning of everything, then do nothing, do something, it may be meaningful, or it may not be meaningful, but doing nothing must be meaningless, that’s the reason.”

Goloy sighed, and then looked out the window. This topic was unknowingly led to another direction, which made him think about something inadvertently.

"I'm afraid of too many things. Under such circumstances, the demon king's power can be said to be at its most dangerous moment. There are external worries and internal troubles. Now, once there is a rebellion, this king may not even have the ability to suppress it...Finance is difficult, the supply of troops is shrinking, and other territories are gradually joining forces to block this king. In other words, I dare not trust anyone except you, including La Servier. I can't say that I trust her [-]%."

"You really know how to speak nicely, Demon King." I responded coldly.

"I'm not lying to you...but...you are an angel, and your interest angle is naturally different from that of the devil. You don't think about submitting to the devil or how to balance yourself as a devil with other devils..."

He shook his head, and then let out another heavy sigh, which once again dampened his original enthusiasm somewhat.

"But Lasevier is a devil. As long as she is a devil, she is guilty. She has a devil's mind. She cannot be an angel. In other words, do you think Lasevier's success in the brutal power struggle is due to luck? Do you think that the title of Mo Wuji is for nothing? How many people want to kill her, and how many political opponents she has killed... My dear, I'm afraid you will never know."

It's not that I didn't understand what Goloy meant, but I didn't expect him to speak so clearly.However, I need Lasevier's support, and Goloy also knows that although I have not formed my own forces, I still maintain a relationship with him in the same interest, but if I insist, the "angel faction" still exists.

I need high-ranking people like Lasevier and Melika who have a certain amount of power and voice to support me.

And because of the existence of such a relationship, I also want to protect them as much as possible.

So I didn't continue to let Goloy deepen his worries and complaints about La Servier, and planned to divert the topic.

Of course, Goloy is not just worried about La Servier, but just giving an example to illustrate his helplessness. Instead, he singles out La Servier, which shows that La Servier is one of the people he is most reassured about.

Goloy leaned on the back of the chair, turned his face sideways, and said weakly: "Do you know, my dear... when Dipalona and I broke up, how many people betrayed this king, even this king is very Take it seriously... confidantes of the same race as this king have betrayed this king, before all this happens, who can say for sure."

I turned my head to look at Goloy's tired side face, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.

"I understand, I understand. What you mean is that because of this, you need additional research on the matrix of gods, and you need to use an iron fist to break all these blockades... right?"

In this environment, the relationship between Goloy and other people is considered an internal cause, such as the relationship with Lasevier, the relationship with me, and the relationship with the lords are all internal causes, while the entire environment of hell is an external cause.

Now Goloy is unable to change the internal cause, so he wants to use the God Matrix and other magic tools, in short, to use cold knowledge and power to change the external cause, that is, to change the environment of hell.

"Let's put it this way, dear... I don't want to offend Heaven, and I don't want to offend God, but whether it's attacking Heaven or continuing to explore the power of God, it's all at the end of the road, and all roads are dead The last resort." Said, Goloy looked at me, there was no smile or sadness on his face, only the determination and toughness of his identity as Lucifer Demon King.

"I have always done all these things with the belief that I will die together. There are only two roads before hell and everyone. Either be ruled by me and obey me, and believe that I will make hell better, or be with me. I am buried with hell, and I will not give anyone a third choice."

It's this kind of attitude. I can't resist Goloy's attitude. His tough style makes me feel a little relieved and satisfied.This is not a good thing, because from another point of view, this is a kind of surrender, and I get pleasure/sensation from the evil of the devil.

I don’t know if this has something to do with my becoming a woman. I think there is a relationship between the two. It’s not that women are inherently weaker than men, but in the current demon culture, women represent weakness, while men represent strength. Compared to this culture, the combination of the two is a harmonious beauty.

Maybe that's why, in this kind of environment, I gradually fixed my identity as a woman, and I was naturally affected by the influence of this series of cultures, so I regarded the toughness of men as a kind of charm.

Even... on some issues that are not suitable for speaking, such as the... relationship between me and Goloy, I would like to be treated hard... or something, I have also felt this way... But it is definitely not my nature.

Apparently, being female in hell and solidifying that identity has made me weak.

"Ah... well," I said. "Let's do the research first, and I won't ask you to give up anything... After all, it seems that giving up the research on the matrix of gods is tantamount to surrendering, right?"

"Honey..." Goloy blinked, and the expression on his face changed again, becoming a little softer. "You really understand me more and more."

"Don't get me wrong, this has nothing to do with personal feelings, it's just rational thinking."

"Yes, Lord Angel is what he says." Then, he laughed, and put on his usual relaxed attitude that can confuse people.

However, as Goloy said, in the study of the matrix of gods, I have not made up my mind to stop him from the very beginning, but only expressed my somewhat opposed views.If I really made up my mind to stop it, I should have forced Goloy to destroy the God Matrix I got from Zekui long ago.

Since when has my stance softened?

Is it because of being a woman?

Maybe... Becoming a woman means too many things to me.

"It's just that I have a request."

"any request?"

"The research on the matrix of gods and the research on the new magic industrial system must be led by me."

Chapter 28. The Slave Lord (Azenoran)

I know that I am a coward. As a descendant of Beelzebub, I have completely disgraced the great ancestor. I am afraid that in the entire history of the post-ancient period, no matter how carefully I search, I will never find it. An incompetent lord like me.

Because... I'm really afraid. Since my father died, my stepmother has become the real power controller of the territory. Let alone someone I can rely on, no one is willing to listen to it except my personal maid Axelta. I spoke.

So even in this situation... Even if the opportunity has been presented to me, I still don't know how to control it.

Yes, that’s how it was. It was the same when I joined forces with His Majesty Goloy to fight Dipalona. It was obviously a good opportunity to stand up. I could have used this opportunity to improve my status in the Beelzebub Legion, so as to seize military power and overthrow my stepmother’s rule...

However, that opportunity was also wasted by me.

I'm really a useless guy... I'm also sad that Agadina would hate me, even myself.

"Master, you look very nervous."

"Ah, yes, is there... I, I, I... I look so nervous."

"I bit my tongue, Master."

Standing in front of the changing mirror, Axelta carefully helped me dress up.Looking at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help feeling a deep sense of disgust in my stomach.

Does God exist? God does exist, and God also punished me as a matter of course. From the moment I was born, what I shouldered was not just sin, but punishment.Even the appearance is so ridiculous, but as a male, I have an almost female appearance, and my figure is also very short, looking like a child who hasn't grown up.

Even Akesheta next to me, who is both my personal maid and my childhood sweetheart, is now half a head taller than me.

In this way, no matter how gorgeous and exquisite the clothes are, as long as I wear them, I will immediately feel funny, like a clown.

"It's okay to be nervous..." I muttered softly. "Because I will see you later..."

Having said that, I couldn't help taking a deep breath, a strong sense of oppression locked in my heart, making me feel scared.

After helping me tidy up my clothes, Akesheta stood behind me, and the two of us exchanged glances in the mirror. She gently wrapped her arms around my body, pressed her chin on my shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's okay, master, this is your territory, this is your world. Even if the devil comes, I will give you three points in this land, because you are the king here, the ruler here."

"But……"

"Master..."

Axelta suppressed my self-abased words with a title from a long time ago.

"I understand, the young master's sense of fear... I also understand the young master's pressure, but... how should I put it, I'm just a maid, and I don't know much about this, but I know, at least for now, no one dares to do anything to the young master."

Aksheta looked at my somewhat dull expression in the mirror, and then her energetic face gradually became a little tired, her eyelids dropped slightly, and her comforting mood turned into a relieved smile, as if to say that I, a waste, still has the value of existence.

"No matter what happens, I will stay by the young master's side, so young master... okay."

I'm sorry, Akesheta, I've let you down. The young master you rely on is an incompetent brat. Although there is great blood flowing in his body, he is still a waste in essence.

But if I am such a waste, if you can rely on me, even if it is for you alone, I will work hard.

but……

When I stepped out of this room, the morbid sensuality and dark passages in the hallway, and the luxurious decoration of the palace made me realize one thing immediately.

I'm... in hell right now, this cruel world... doesn't allow me to have any thoughts.

So the confidence aroused by Axelta turned to ashes the moment I stepped out of the room.

After leaving the gate of the palace, the carriage was already waiting there. Because of the particularity of this incident, only one carriage was prepared, which meant that we didn't even plan to bring guards except for the personal servants.

And the "we" mentioned here is not me and Akshita, but...

"Hey."

The sudden voice behind me made me tremble suddenly, and then turned my head stiffly.

"Ah, Agadina."

At some point, Agadina was already standing behind me.

Agadina is still wearing the usual dress, even if it is a very gorgeous dress, which is a characteristic of the fallen angel's dress. There is no specific dress, and there is no specific dress, but a combination of the two, so that it can be guaranteed to show the arrogance of the Lucifer family at any time, but it will not be too ostentatious and become arrogant.

The red and black floral decorations and the pitch-black cloak added a bit of mystery to Agadina's haughty expression.

"Don't be dazed, it's time to go."

"Ah... yes."

I subconsciously lowered my head and responded in a low voice.

Ahhh, it's such a cowardly performance again. In Agadina's eyes, my status has dropped a little more normally.Or, from the very beginning, I didn't have any place in Agadina's heart.

Agadina didn't say anything more to me, but walked down the stairs of the main hall with her arms folded, and then got into the carriage first.

Axelta didn't say anything about my weakness, but put her hand on my shoulder lightly to let me know that she was still there.

After taking a deep breath, I clenched my fists, and I also went down the stairs with Axelta, and then got into the carriage.

When everyone got into the carriage, the carriage began to move smoothly and slowly.

Agadina sat on the side near the back of the carriage, while Akeshita and I sat on the side near the front of the carriage and the groom.

I maintained a stiff sitting posture, with my legs tightly together, my back slightly bent, my head down, and my hands clasped tightly on my thighs.If I were to give an example from a ignorant person like me, it would feel like a rare slave girl who was just captured from a small village, because she was not used to the atmosphere in the city, but was forced into it again. A gorgeous costume, now on its way to serve a master with strange quirks.

Ok?

I feel that this example is really appropriate, whether it is the cause or the result...

As for Agadina, she seemed to be guarding my "slave" existence for the master. All in all, the aura displayed by Agadina was completely different from mine. She closed her eyes, frowned, leaned on the back of the chair, and habitually raised her slender and tight legs.

She didn't show any nervousness at all, on the contrary, the word "disgust" was written all over her face, as if she was about to spit it out.

Maybe it's a bit narcissistic to say this, but at least at this moment, I know that Agadina doesn't hate me, but that she feels a little unhappy when she thinks about the person she is going to see soon.In this sense, it was really great to have Agadina accompany me.

In this way, in front of Agadina, at least I won't be randomly ravaged by that crazy poisonous snake.

Chapter 29. The Location of Joy (Yaz Nolan)

Also considering the particularity of this matter, we did not use the carriage dedicated to the lord, but prepared a very ordinary but not too bad carriage, so no one would pay special attention to it when walking on the street.

The carriage walked for about 10 minutes and came to the street near the east side.This is the more lively but messy place in the Grotney capital, in other words, it is the place where people have fun, and it is also the place I hate the most.

Because once "joy" is mentioned, it means that the existence of succubus must be indispensable.

Thinking about it this way, you can probably guess why the meeting place was chosen here, is it the so-called big hermit in the city?

I leaned over to the window, raised one hand and gently raised the curtains and took a look outside. The scenery on the street was similar to what I had imagined. I didn’t even need to smell the fleshy smell, I could already see it with my eyes alone.One after another "flower shop" on the roadside, although there are differences in decoration, they all exude a similar atmosphere.

Thanks to the blessing of the stepmother, because of the special status of the stepmother, after the death of the father, under the guidance of the stepmother, the business development of the succubus in Grotney also became very rapid, and the shops of large and small succubi developed overnight.

And the whole of Grottney was corrupted.

If hell is hell, then the succubus race is hell within hell.

It's a bit ridiculous, and this can be regarded as a way to shirk responsibility, pushing Grotney's current situation on the succubus.

The carriage finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous shop. After I opened the door and got out of the car, the disgusting breath swallowed me in an instant, my eyes blurred, and my legs felt a little weak stand up.

Although it is not very eye-catching here, it is a shop full of succubus atmosphere. It is inconspicuous only because it is too "succubus", so it won't look obtrusive on this street, but if you want to look at it from another angle, this shop is the biggest "cave" on the whole street. I don't know how many people I eat every day as food.

But the sad thing is that the food I eat, the clothes I wear, and the money I spend now are all based on these things that I hate the most.

The flesh industry of the succubus has indeed made a lot of contributions to the financial situation of Grotney as a whole...

With a restless and restless mood, I walked around the door of the store, and I hesitated again. I knew that I would definitely go in, but I was still afraid here.

"It's in the way."