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

Indeed, as Lasevier said, no matter whether it is around the king or other places, or even in human society, there are more and more exchanges between the same sex, and this is naturally not the will of God's creation. things, but as to why...

"This is definitely not a natural cause, or it cannot be caused by natural factors, because if it is a natural factor, the number of people who like to associate with the same sex will not increase or decrease, but will maintain a stable state, indicating that this reason can only be caused by the day after tomorrow."

Lasevier covered his left arm with his right hand, and slightly turned his head aside.

"Probably because... different genders are getting more and more difficult to gain a sense of identity and belonging in each other, and instead become less and less understanding, 'Why do men do this', 'Why can't women do this', etc. There are more and more ideas, and the result is that people are more and more able to find a sense of belonging and identity among the same sex..."

Chapter 36. Maybe Human? (Goloy)

It seems that some bad memories have been brought back to Rasevier, and I really don't know much about this matter. After hearing what Rasevier said so much, I really don't know how to respond to her.

But looking at it this way, it can probably be understood that Lasevier chose to become a woman because she could not be understood.

Well, it seems a little confusing to say this. La Servier, who grew up with me, is almost like a servant because of her special status. To be honest, no one cares about her, and as she grows older, La Servier's burden is also increasing.Because of her appearance, she was always regarded as a monster. It seemed that La Servier's power and cruelty were normal.

La Servillier couldn't hold back, couldn't crave care and understanding like anyone else, and since he was a male and had a monstrous appearance, he was supposed to be emotionless.Where did such an idea come from? No one knows, but everyone accepted it as a matter of course.

Once Lacevillier backs off and is soft, it is taken as a sign of incompetence, as if to say, "how can such a guy feel scared or want to be cared about".

Lasevier said just now that many same-sex relationships happen because she cannot find a sense of belonging and identity from the opposite sex. As for Lasevier, she cannot find a sense of belonging in both the opposite sex and the same sex, because no matter who treats her as a soulless devil.

Even the king is the same.

This made La Servier doubt her own existence, and even the existence of demons, which made her emotionally unable to identify with demons and herself, so she pinned her hopes on Lipatia body, and even asked Lipatia to change her appearance.

For La Servillier, gender is a burden, and the looks that come with it become a burden.

Therefore, Lasevier not only has to change his appearance, but also his gender, so that he can continue to have the mood to live.

For La Servier, masculinity meant pain, and femininity meant relief.

Then to Lipatia, what does the difference between the sexes mean?

"I'm sorry... Your Majesty."

"what?"

When I came back to my senses, I found that La Servillier was about to bend very low, and begged me for forgiveness.

"I accidentally said a lot of... words, I hope I didn't make you unhappy."

"Ah...it's nothing, don't mind, the king is not angry..."

Well, watching La Servier express her grievance and helplessness with such a beautiful appearance is indeed very touching. Who can blame such a woman? Looking at her tired face, who can have such a cruel mood to laugh at her.

If it was the original La Servier...

Thinking about it this way, it's really troublesome.

After breakfast, I left the restaurant, thinking about Lipatia, so I didn't know what to do now.

Where did that guy go, and he hasn't shown up until now.

Are you still quarreling, are you still angry with me?

Forgive me, this king has never thought about these complicated things. I don't know why Lipatia became so sentimental.

"Speaking of which... Leviathan seems to have been thrown into hell because of his appearance."

Because the original appearance was too terrifying, and the body was too huge, the world simply couldn't accommodate Leviathan, and she didn't make any mistakes, just because God gave her that appearance.For the convenience of mankind, God cruelly threw her into hell again.

It seems to be saying, "Anyway, you look like this, you are a monster, it doesn't matter whether you are in the world or in hell."

If you think about it this way, that old fellow God is really troublesome. He has done so many things by himself, but other people have to bear the mistakes.

"Ah... my head hurts so much, why does this king have to think about these things, other demon kings have never encountered such troubles before."

It's so annoying, every time I think of these troublesome things around me, I want to give up being the devil king, give up the unification of hell, eat and drink, enjoy the joy of fish and water with the woman I like, and finally be wiped out by other rising lords. This kind of life is not bad.

You're going to die anyway, so why not enjoy it.

"Oh...why am I a descendant of Lucifer."

The arrogant blood makes me unable to tolerate those incompetent actions.

So what should I do now, where should I go?Although it's time to go to work now, when I think about Lipatia and these things, I'm not in the mood at all. If I can't even manage my own housework well, how can I do business well.

Well, but according to Lipatia's personality, she probably realized something after she calmed down, and if she wanted to say "don't mind" to me, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to save her face even if she had the heart.After all, my angel fiancee is really quite arrogant.

"It would be great if there is someone in the Demon King's Palace who understands these things well..."

mother?Or Ilotich, the succubus seems to know these things very well.

No no no.

I shook my head.

Succubus don't understand these things at all, all they understand is what to do in bed, but as for what's going on inside, they really don't seem to care.

Well, after all, it is such a race, a race that lives by extracting the energy of men and women.

But... if I think about it carefully, I always feel that when I was in love with Dipalona, ​​she was quite delicate in her heart, not only in bed, but also in many things.

Ah...could it be...my impression of succubi is also wrong?

I always feel that the interpersonal relationship that was once very familiar to me has now become extremely chaotic and unfamiliar. If my fiancée is talking about it, this should probably be regarded as some kind of God's trial.

But I really don't want to think this way. God is a more sacred creator to us anyway, and especially for me or other demons, that eccentric god is also our opponent and enemy.

I really don't want to believe that the most powerful being in the universe can be so boring.Give us such trials.

"Ugh……"

However, these annoying things are really bothering me now.

Well, sure enough, I should find someone who is more familiar with these things.

Compared with demons, humans should be more familiar with these things. After all, the books my fiancee likes to read are all written by humans.

Maybe humans are stronger than us and angels in such nonsense.

Chapter 37. Arrogant Human Girl (Goloi)

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Write poetry."

"what?"

"I'm writing poetry."

Wandering around the palace aimlessly, when he came back to his senses, he had no idea where he had wandered, but at this moment there was already a disharmonious figure in his eyes.

The living girl was sitting in the corner, writing something alone.

The girl in the red monk's gown sat curled up on the ground, holding some scattered parchment in her arms, and quickly wrote lines of strange words and sentences on the dry paper with the quill in her hand.When I came to her, she didn't run away or look at me, but continued with her actions.

Leaning beside her, I took a sneak peek, but not everyone knew what she wrote, the handwriting was somewhat illegible, but I could still see the surging passion and flame in the girl's heart.

There was a strong contrast with her cold face and words at the moment.

"Hello." I leaned against the wall and called out to Dante who was sitting there again.

She stopped the pen in her hand, hesitated for a while, and then slowly raised her head to look at me.

"What's wrong?"

"What the hell are you writing about?"

"This has nothing to do with you, devil."

Facing the devil king, this small human being did not show any fear. Is it because he has the belief in God in his heart and firmly believes in God's protection for him?

Indeed, this was the first time that a living person went to hell. No one dared to touch this girl who suddenly broke into the gate of hell. Everyone thought, if it wasn't God's will, how could she have the opportunity to even step half a foot into the gate of hell.

"Have you seen Lipatia?"

"I didn't see what Virgil said, what's wrong with Virgil, where is Virgil, I want to see Virgil, Virgil..."

"You're so annoying! I'll just ask you something, why are you nagging so much?"

I really don't understand why God sent this kind of freak to hell. Is it to torture us?

but……

I sighed, leaned against the wall, and glanced at her from time to time, but Dante still seemed indifferent, seeing that I didn't say anything, he lowered his head and continued to write his own poem.

From the reading between the lines, Dante seems to be writing about life in hell, describing the scene in hell. Although her handwriting is a bit scribbled, it seems very laborious, but I am still impressed by the powerful words. Attracts attention.

Under Dante's pen, hell is a painful and tyrannical world. No matter where the eyes look, the sight will always be filled with shocking pictures. Sulfur and magma make it difficult to move and breathe. Every river in hell Every lake is filled with the blood of sinners.Demons fight openly and secretly, and use the souls of sinners as tools for their own enjoyment.

There is no freedom in hell. Isn’t this the greatest torture for a person? God ruthlessly takes back the most precious thing he gave to mankind, that is freedom. This kind of hell is a fantasy word, and it can never really exist.Yes, this is God's punishment for man, let them be slaves to sin forever, let them fall from the human position and become livestock or stone weeds.

These words……

When I looked at the hell depicted by Dante, I couldn't help shivering as a demon and a devil king, and suddenly I could clearly feel the suffering around me.

the soul of a sinner...

It is true to say that, as time goes on, the devil has regarded the sinner's soul as a kind of capital like gold, and no one cares whether they are the human beings they used to be. In hell, they are just animals.

This kind of thing is already common to demons, and even makes us forget that human beings used to have the existence of freedom.

"That...human beings."

"Call me?"

"You are the only human here."

"What's the matter, demon."

This guy... is really infuriating. Whether it's the indifferent expression or the cold tone, it's very infuriating. She is clearly in my territory now, but I can't do anything to her.

"Do you... know this well?"

"What do these mean?"

"Poetry... literature or something."

"I don't know much about the literature and poetry of demons," she blurted out.

"Human, I mean human, who asked you about the devil."

"Then I understand very well, because it is human beings."

Just now I was wondering if I should find a human to teach me these things... well, it's not preaching, after all, how could such a lowly creature like a human being have the qualifications to teach me something, just let someone... tell me something about human beings own business.

However, it didn't take long for the opportunity to come.

The girl named Dante is a mysterious existence. Why she appeared in hell, what she wants to do, and why she stays with us all the time are all unknown.

And he likes staying with Lipatia very much, it is said that sometimes he would even sneak into Lipatia's bed.

Good thing God sent a woman to hell, if Dante was a man...

It's unimaginable.

"what."

Suddenly, Dante raised his head, and there was a strange sound in front of him.

"what happened?"

"Today's hell is also very noisy."

"what?"

At this time, she turned her head to look at me and asked, "Anyway, what do you want to do with me, Demon King?"

"That...how should I put it, cough cough."

I cleared my throat embarrassingly. It is a shame to ask the king to ask human beings to do things, but the matter has come to this point, and it seems a little bit to say retreat now...

"If the king said that the king is interested in human culture...can you...tell me a little bit."

"Teach you?"

"It's not teaching!" I immediately corrected it righteously. "Tell! Tell!"

"In human culture, this kind of 'telling' means teaching, Demon Lord."