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

"Are you stupid."

"what?!"

"What does it matter to me, why should I be satisfied."

This, this bastard... really wants to kill her!

Little brat, remember for me, you'd better keep pure and pious forever, and don't go to hell after death, otherwise I promise to make you miserable when the time comes.

Don't fall into my hands, you bastard.

Dante closed his eyes, and said to me with a sanctimonious look: "However, to be able to admit this matter, I think it is already very difficult for Satan."

"It's good to know, little boy."

She is right, for me, to admit this matter...to admit that I don't understand what my fiancée is thinking at all, this is simply a shame, no matter as a demon king or as a descendant of Lucifer As far as my identity is concerned, I should know Lipatia completely when things are as they are today.

However, Lipatia understands me, but I don't understand Lipatia... This makes me very distressed.

"But I think it's normal for you not to understand Virgil's mood. After all, angels understand what evil looks like, but demons don't understand what good looks like."

"Can't you just say something if you have something to say? It's really annoying if you want to talk in a vague way."

"Well, I'm sorry, then I'll just say it straight." Dante suddenly apologized bluntly. "Satan, Virgil didn't read the literature with an attitude of enjoyment. On the contrary, she read it with... how to put it better, with a benevolent attitude."

"A benevolent attitude?"

"Well, from two aspects, the first is Virgil herself. The harsh environment of hell made her miss the days of heaven and forced her to envy those pure and simple loves. That's why she read those books. This is the first point. The second point is that for Virgil who is in suffering, only tragedy can bring out the beauty of love, let Virgil see the value of these things, and let Virgil understand as an angel...beauties are always short-lived, so they are more precious. It is because Virgil is kind that she feels sad ..."

As he spoke, Dante opened his eyes, and stared at me coldly with half-closed eyes.

"And if it's a demon king who doesn't have a benevolent heart, and doesn't understand what kindness and purity are, then naturally he won't feel sad and sad, but will laugh at human beings' groaning without illness."

"I'm so sorry for having an evil heart."

But according to what Dante said, I can probably understand Lipatia's thoughts, or find some ideas.

Lipatia was reading these books as Lipatia, and she was also reading these books as an angel.

As Lipatia, Lipatia reads these books because she, as a person who is forced to become a woman, wants to find some comfort. Although she can't get that kind of beauty herself, she can get that kind of beauty through fictional stories Good comfort is also good.

However, at the same time, this kind of beautiful comfort can only be shown through tragedy. Only death, destruction, and parting can show the beauty of the love we once had.Otherwise, if it ends with comedy, then this relationship will be meaningless.From a story point of view.

And it is this kind of tragedy that makes Lipatia feel sad as an angel. She doesn't want to see beautiful things shattered, because she has a kinder heart than anyone else.

That's why he cried like a helpless child on the devil's bed.

"..."

"What's wrong with you, Satan."

"Thinking about it this way... I suddenly realized that I am really vicious."

"After all, it's a devil, isn't it? If it's not bad, it's not a devil."

"You bastard...you really can say some hurtful things as if nothing happened."

"But then you understand why Virgil likes to read these books, don't you?"

"Ah... I probably understand it, but I don't think it's useful."

Because there is an insurmountable gap between angels and demons. Unlike those fictional stories, this gap is realistic and cruel. It is not determined by our nature, but by the environment in which we grow.

For example, it’s like in the human world, a lady born in an aristocratic family fell in love with a poor boy born in an ordinary rural family, and this is also the identity of the hero and heroine that many human story literature likes to write about. , The two have completely opposite family backgrounds.

From the perspective of the story, these two people can put aside all secular restrictions, love each other at will, feel the beauty of love, and are not restricted by any material environment.

However, from a practical point of view, such a thing is impossible, the two of them will not understand each other, no matter how much the two people can fall in love with a passionate pillow at the beginning, in the end, in the eyes of the eldest lady, the poor boy does not understand those "artistic things" at all, and in the eyes of the poor boy, the eldest lady has too many trivial matters, and the stomach is not full, so how can he care about so much?

Yes, in this situation, Lipatia is the eldest lady, and I am the poor boy, our values ​​are fundamentally opposite.

We have always avoided arguing with each other about things we don't understand, because Lipatia and I are both aware of this.

But we are also running away.

Evasion is shameful, and it is useless to evade.

After all, no matter when, the end will always come, just like death will come after all.

But ah...

"That gap is just difficult to cross, not impossible... isn't it, there are still many special individual cases in the world, right?"

"What are you talking to yourself, Satan, you look stupid."

"Teach me how to..."

"doing what."

"Teach me!" I stood up suddenly, slammed my hands on the table, leaned forward and shouted at Dante. "Let me know what to do to understand Lipatia better, what to do to make Lipatia understand me, what should I do..."

Only then can the distance between Lipatia and Lipatia be shortened, so as to bridge the seemingly insurmountable gap, but in fact it is indeed difficult to bridge...

I don't know if he was frightened by my aura, but Dante looked a little stunned.

Because I know that the way I look now is indeed very firm and handsome, so it is impossible for a man who works hard for his fiancée not to be handsome.

Although I say that I may be a little narcissistic, but as a descendant of Lucifer, I don't care if I am narcissistic or not. This king is the strongest supreme existence!Be it battle or love!

Chapter 41. Trying to understand the devil's angel (Lipatia)

Accidentally ran away.

I haven't eaten or done anything all day.

Lying curled up on the bed in Finiseli's room, holding the book I just finished in my arms, I couldn't calm down for a long time.

If I could, I wish nothing had happened this morning, and now I have to think about Goloy in my head, and I can't devote all my emotions to compassion for the tragic scene in the book. .

When I came back to my senses, I even found that I ran out without any clothes on, but luckily I didn’t meet anyone on the way, so I hid in Finisely’s house in a hurry.

Finiseli is not in the palace today, and went shopping alone, which can be regarded as luck among misfortunes.I don't want to worry Finicely, and Finicely's personality is a little... just a little, a little... fanatic.And just after reading these books, I can't calm down. To put it simply, I don't want to see anyone, and I just want to be alone for a while.

"Well……"

Wearing Finisely's maid outfit, I curled up even tighter, clutching the book tightly to my chest.

Saying that I don't want to see anyone may be a bit of an exaggeration. I also want to see someone now, but I don't know who I want to see.

After all, it seems that this book, the pure love in the book... I am also very eager and envious.

In that case, the person I want to meet should be Goloy, right?

His figure naturally appeared in my mind, with dark purple pupils and dark skin, and a strong and straight body as hard as steel. He has been experienced through countless battles and killings, even though he is still very young. Young, but no matter from his face or eyes, he can see the intolerance to the suffering of hell. As a devil, he also has a ray of light and kindness in his heart, which is why I chose to cooperate with him at first.

however……

When it comes to love, Goloy is nothing short of an idiot, a complete idiot, completely in his demonic side.

This guy doesn't know anything about romance, gentleness, tranquility and purity. His views on love are completely opposite. To put it bluntly, he feels that people who talk about these things are moaning for nothing and looking for trouble for nothing.

For example, what he said to me this morning really pissed me off, but at that moment my heart was already destroyed by the plot in the book, and I became vulnerable, so I ran away without arguing with him...

"Ah... woo..." I let out a strange sigh again.

But I also know that this cannot be entirely blamed on Goloy, and the fault cannot be entirely blamed on his subjective as an individual.

Now as the Demon King, Goloy is troubled by the complex and severe situation in hell every day. From the past, Goloy has been troubled by constant challenges. He wanted to become a lord since he was a child, and later cleared the obstacles in the clan, and later he wanted to betray Dipalona to become the Demon King, and then he chose to attack Heaven.

It can be said that Goloy's mind has no extra thoughts left for him to think about other things.At the same time, the cruel and harsh environment of hell also made him gradually no longer believe in pure love.

As for the reason, I am afraid it has something to do with Dipalona.

Looking at it this way, I really envy Dipalona. When she was in love with Goloy... I don’t know about Dipalona, ​​but Goloy was still very pure and infatuated at that time. It was more or less felt in some of the previous conversations Goloy and others had.

So the failure of love with Depalona made Goloy less convinced of these things.

I know...I know all these things, that's why I chose to be considerate of him, since I chose to...to be with Goloy...to be with Goloy...ah, it's really shameful Ah, confirming that this relationship with the Demon Lord is really...

But this is probably what it means. Since I have chosen to help Goloy, I will help him in any way. So for Goloy now, I adopt a policy of compromise and tolerance, and all personal affairs must be given way on official business.

Naturally, the purpose was to make Goloy feel more relaxed and not to add any burden to him.

But what happened this morning still made me lose my mind.

Although I thought of so many justifications for Goloy just now, he was the one who acted, and it was his own choice to say those words and do those things, so it is understandable for me to be angry.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

I rolled over on my back and stretched out looking at the ceiling of the room.

Isn't it all about Goloi now? I don't have the heart to think about the plot in the book at all, and I don't even have the feeling of savoring the pain.

"Idiot Demon King..." I muttered softly.

What should I do next? I should go to him to apologize. Is this guy angry? Even if he is not angry, he is probably distressed.

But what am I doing wrong?I did nothing wrong, he insulted my favorite things and my hobbies, why must I apologize.This attitude of disregarding right from wrong is not advisable. After a long time, won't it become a devil's glib, tacit understanding?

As an angel, it is impossible for me to lie.

I rolled over again, turned my face and looked out the window.

Although the bad weather and scenery are unchanging, I seem to have some accuracy in my heart, and it should be considered "night".

The Demon King's Palace has been quiet all day today.

Goloy, didn't he think of coming to me?

Also, it doesn't mean that I just want Goloy to come to me. After all, he is also very busy, and he may be entangled in something and forget about me. Even if such a situation happens, I will not lose the... um... no...

cuckoo-

My stomach growled suddenly, is it because I haven't eaten all day?

It's a bit boring to be alone all day, and my thoughts have been confused.

It's all that guy's fault...

Finiseli didn't know when she would be able to come back, and it didn't feel good to stay here all this time.Anyway, if you're hungry, let's find something to eat first.

Thinking of this, I once again let out a heavy sigh, put the book aside, slowly got up from the bed while rubbing my eyes, my uncombed hair was scattered in a mess.After lying all day I became weaker than I expected.

Staggering down to the ground, I walked towards the door, feeling like the world was spinning.

And when I came to the door, I was about to open the door, but before I touched the doorknob, there was a sudden movement from the other side of the door, and then the door was opened from the other side...

Chapter 42. The clothes are too gorgeous (Lipatia)

"Ah... yo, Lipatia, good evening, good evening."

After opening the door, what appeared in front of my eyes was Goloy, who I had been thinking about all day and complained dissatisfiedly just now.After opening the door, he stood at the door, greeting me with some stammers, looking very flustered.

If you want to find me, you should come sooner... Idiot, but now you come to me at this time, just in time for me to go to eat, and I feel that there will be a little embarrassment. At least from my side, I do have a feeling of wanting to die. I hope Goloy will not misunderstand anything.

"..."

"Lipatia... are you... okay?"

"Ah...ah, I'm fine..."

It's not that I don't want to talk to Goloy, I seem a little silent, it's just because the sudden situation made me stunned, I wouldn't say I was too shocked, such as "Why did Goloy suddenly appear?!", but the other party suddenly Come to me, and I don't know what to say when we meet at once.

Goloy didn't have any superfluous reactions either, and seemed to be just like me, not knowing what to say suddenly, standing where he was and looking me up and down.

"It's very suitable..."

"what?"

"Maid's outfit...it's unexpectedly suitable." Goloy swallowed a mouthful of saliva while speaking, but his eyes finally stayed on my lap.

"Don't look, idiot." I turned sideways and subconsciously put my hands in front of my body, frowning and said.

"Sorry, ahem...well, you're hungry, Lipatia."

"It's, it's okay."

"After all, I haven't eaten all day, and there's nothing I can do if I'm hungry."

"How do you know I haven't eaten all day, and how do you know I'm in Finicely's room."