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

Seeing that I was able to talk to him normally without any resistance, Goloy breathed a sigh of relief, then walked in, turned around and closed the door while saying, "Don't underestimate me, this is my palace after all. Although it is not small in size, I know everything that happens in every corner."

After closing the door, Goloy turned half a circle to face me in a casual, even playful manner, with his hands behind his back and a relaxed smile on his face.

"Finiseli went shopping today, so you just hid, right?"

"No, no, I didn't know that Finicely went shopping, and... I didn't hide from it." I turned my head to the side, stood with my legs apart, arms crossed. "I didn't do anything wrong, why should I hide?"

"Yes Yes."

"What's your tone?"

"It's nothing..." Goloy stretched his waist, he looked really tired, he probably hasn't been idle all day. "Still angry?"

"Don't be angry, and there is nothing to be angry about, it's not a child."

"Oh my, sir, you really dare to say it, you ran out without even putting on your clothes in the morning."

I thought that Goloy would restrain himself a bit, but this guy became casual after seeing that I didn't mind what happened in the morning, and changed into a look of doing whatever he wanted.

"You, what are you trying to do?" I blushed and shouted at him.

"Fine Seri's room smells so good. As expected of a succubus, he usually seems to be indifferent in that respect, but in fact... this guy really still has a succubus in his heart."

"I don't agree with Finicely when you say that."

"Master Angel is still protecting the food as always."

"Your Majesty the Demon King is still as shameless as ever."

"Oh..." Walking to the bed, Goloy lay down on it casually.

"I said you." At this time, I also followed. "Don't just lie down on someone else's bed without their consent."

"Other people's bed? Why are you kidding, everything here is the property of this king, where did someone else come from?"

"demon……"

"Thank you for the compliment." As he said, Goloy turned over and stroked the quilt while sniffing something. "Well, it looks like this is where Lipatia lay just now, the smell, and the remaining temperature."

"You, you can't do this!"

"Oh, my lord Angel has finally run out of words."

"Facing the shamelessness of the devil, I think I'm still a little too tender."

However, the embarrassing and tense atmosphere just now has been diluted a lot because of Goloy's usual shameless words and deeds. At this time, it is necessary for one of the two to take the role of breaking the embarrassing situation first.And I just took on another complaining role.

After the atmosphere changed a bit, Goloy didn't seem to intend to continue messing around anymore. He sat up from the bed at once, then patted the position beside him, motioning for me to pass.

"What's up."

"Well, let's have something."

"Ugh."

His "de-escalation" role was over, and there was no need for me to continue to assume another role.

"I know you have something to do, but why are you dressed so formally?"

"Huh? Is it formal? I don't feel anything."

"This... is a dress, right?"

According to the clothing style of the fallen angels of the Lucifer family, there is no distinction between dresses and ordinary clothes. The gorgeous formal clothes that Goloy and Agadina usually wear can be called ordinary clothes or formal clothes. It shows the arrogance and dignity of Lucifer's bloodline but not too high-profile, which seems very tasteless.

Just in the style of clothes, the difference between different families and different territories can be clearly seen.

And like Goloy, although he wears a lot of clothes, they are almost all of the same style, that is, the red and black dress with a cloak on top, in addition to military uniforms, and as for the dress... I only saw him wear it once, that is, when I first came to hell.

"It looks good."

"It feels a little weird... isn't it a bit too gorgeous?"

The style of Goloy's usual clothes tends to be dark colors, mainly red, black and purple, but the clothes Goloy is wearing now are navy blue, with oblique double-row gold buttons, neat vertical neckline.At the same time, there are embossed gold three-dimensional embroidery on the neckline, cuffs and shoulders, and it feels like the whole dress is designed to highlight luxury.

"It's not very suitable for you."

"A person with this king's appearance and figure can wear anything well."

"Should I say this myself?"

"As a descendant of Lucifer, I will be punished by my ancestors if I don't show the charm of my appearance well, although my inner charm is usually very attractive, so that people tend to ignore my appearance The beauty on..."

"Your ancestors have never worn such clothes, idiot."

Chapter 43. The Story of the Demon King (Lipatia)

"Anything like that is fine."

"It's fine...you..."

"In short, this king looks very handsome in clothes, doesn't he?"

"This...let's take it for granted."

Although he is very handsome, it would be much better if his personality could be more stable, such as in a balanced proportion to the degree of handsomeness.But... I always tell myself this way, don't forget how I came to hell, how I experienced humiliation, and who is the enemy I am facing.

Just so, no amount of burlesque or slapstick can make me forget that the Goloi are demons who have attacked heaven.Of course, the reason to remember this is first of all to not be able to forget the blasphemy and humiliation, but more importantly, to remember what happened in the past to prevent the same disaster in the future.

So I always keep in mind that Goloy is a descendant of Lucifer, a ruthless devil, his seemingly casual appearance is not so much his nature, but rather a mask he cultivated to cover up his cruel heart.

No one can deny Goloy's tyranny, otherwise, how could he become the Demon King? It may not be that the Demon King and other lords took the initiative to give him the position of Demon King.

Seeing that I didn't respond, Goloy jumped off the bed and walked over, slowly approaching from behind me, putting his hands on my shoulders.

"Don't be angry, honey... I know I was wrong."

"I am not angry."

"Yeah, you look really unhappy..."

"It's just that I'm in a bad mood."

"Then you'll be angry."

"I told you I'm not angry, what else do you want?"

I didn't struggle too much, but let Goloy want to get closer or whatever, and I didn't lie, I was not angry, but I felt weird in my heart, and there was something unpleasant about it, but as for whether it was for me or Goloy, I didn't know that.

I waited for Goloy to continue to say something, but after a long time, he who stood behind me didn't say anything, and I didn't turn around, still facing him. From time to time, I could hear Goloy's warm breath from the back of my neck. Slowly, his hands slid down, gently wrapped around my body, and then pressed his cheek against my back.

"Ha..." He let out a low, trembling breath.

"You...huh?"

At this time, I found that he was holding a stack of parchment in his right hand in front of me, and he was writing something densely.

"what is this."

"You'll know just by looking at it."

"Let me tell you, if you have work or something, tell me sooner." I took the stack of parchment in Goloy's hand while talking. "Let's go first."

"No, there's nothing wrong with me hugging my wife."

"There's nothing wrong...but I'm not your wife yet."

"For the future, can't you pay in advance first?"

"You see, this is actually a logical contradiction. If you pay in advance now, then I will become your wife now. In this way, it will not be possible to become your wife in the future. In this way, you will have no choice. I paid in advance, and if I don't pay in advance, then I'm not your wife now, so let go."

"No." As he said, Goloy made a coquettish sound like a baby, and then rubbed against my body. "Who told you to dress so attractively?"

"Huh? It's just an ordinary maid outfit, isn't it different from what other maids wear?"

"It's no different...but after you put it on, there is something inexplicable..."

"charm?"

"Dirty feeling."

"..."

"Wait a minute! Don't suddenly expand the magic source, are you going to blow yourself up! I know I'm wrong..."

Really, if you give this guy a little bit of a good face, you will forget about it, and you really can't get used to it at all.Uh... Although that's what I said, but this is the daily routine of Goloy and I after all, and there is nothing wrong with it. When he posted it, I was not very repulsive in my heart. It's better to say... just a little... On the contrary...

"Ahem." I cleared my throat. "Okay, okay, let's get to work."

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

"Didn't I tell you not to be angry?"

"I finally breathed a sigh of relief..."

"So." I turned to look at him. "What exactly is this."

"You can tell by looking at it." He said to me with a smile on his face.

It's just work, but it's so mysterious, it's a bit...

Ok?

It seems like...

I carefully read the stack of parchment that Goloy handed me. It's not a work document, but... a story?

"Is this a story?"

"Yeah..." he replied softly.

"Hey, did you write it?"

"Ah... well... don't ask, just look at it first."

I turned my head and glanced at him again, Goloy's cheeks blushed at some point, scratching his head and eyes while looking at other places.

But this kind of development really made me feel a little overwhelmed. How could Goloy write a story or something? The devil who knew nothing about it actually wrote a story?Out of pure curiosity, I quickly lost my attention to the story.

The content of the story is very short, even somewhat ordinary. It is roughly about the prince of a country who kidnapped the princess of the enemy country when he went out to attack the enemy country. At the beginning, the relationship between the prince and the princess was very bad. Although the prince wanted to have a good relationship with the princess, but because the other party attacked his hometown, the princess chose not to speak to the prince to protest.

The prince tried many ways to ease the relationship with the princess, and with the passage of time and development, the princess did have some feelings for the prince, and she gradually let go of her wariness. Still did not forgive the other party, but the princess no longer ignored the prince, but chose to talk to the prince normally.

As for this paragraph, Goloy spent a lot of pen and ink describing the handsomeness of the prince, almost using a piece of paper to show how handsome the prince is.This seems to be saying "why don't you fall in love with me when I'm so handsome".

I don't know why I suddenly have the urge to beat him up, even if it's narcissism, give me enough time, bastard.

Gradually, the prince and princess explained their intentions. The prince wanted to make his hometown better, and there was nothing he could do to attack the princess's country. He didn't want to hurt anyone, but sometimes many goals could not be achieved without violence.

The princess didn't seem to agree with the prince's words, but at this time, the princess had already developed feelings for the prince, so the princess promised the prince to help him build his hometown, and when everything was over, the prince would marry the princess as his wife.

Slowly, the princess and the prince work together to eradicate all threats at home and abroad, and they are getting closer and closer to the goal. At this time, the prince and the princess have completely become lovers.

However at this time...

"Ok?"

I don't know how long it took, but after looking at it, I realized that the story is... gone?

Chapter 44. Black and White Area (Lipatia)

I took the stack of parchment and quickly flipped through it again, but no matter how many times I flipped through it, I didn't find the end of the story. The whole story ended at the place I just saw.

It’s really uncomfortable that the story ends at the end, let’s not mention the level of the story, I think it’s already very good for Goloi who wrote it for the first time, traces of alterations can be seen everywhere on the parchment, It seems that he has spent a lot of energy today in order to write such a story.So even if it is such a story, I still want to read it.

But more importantly than the content of the story itself, the story always has a strong sense of déjà vu.

I'm not a fool, I'm not saying that I can't see what Goloy is reflecting, just because he spent a page describing the handsomeness of the prince, it's not hard to see who the princess and the prince are referring to.

But I didn't point it out specifically, because literature is like this, there is no need to get entangled in anything, and a lot of content has to be constructed based on real life.

"Why is the story gone here?" I turned to Goloy with the stack of parchment.

And he didn't know when he had let go of my body, walked back to the bed and sat down.

After hearing my question, Goloy raised his head and looked this way. His expression was a little dull, as if he didn't understand what I said. After a while, a plain smile appeared on his face.It was definitely not a wry smile, nor was it a tired smile, but a smile that expressed oneself.

"Because I didn't write the ending." Goloy said bluntly.

"why?"