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

"Listen to me, my dear... I know, I have never loved Gora enough. Gora's temperament was a bit cruel when he was a child. Although he is a descendant of Lucifer, Gora's temper is too much. I got a little irritable, and I also thought a lot about Gora..."

Mom opened her eyes, but she didn't look at me again, but seemed to stare at the picture of the past.

"You probably don't remember what happened when you were young, how I raised Gora."

"How to train me..."

"Ah, don't get me wrong, I didn't abandon Gora when I was a child, and I didn't abuse Gora. I still love my child like a mother." Mom hurriedly explained to me. "It's just... due to some special reasons of the Lucifer family, Gora has never been valued by anyone. To put it simply, he thinks that since he is a descendant of the Lucifer family, he should be more self-reliant and does not need too much love. Moreover, Gora is still a boy, and he is not considered to be able to inherit the position of lord, so he is required to be self-reliant and neglected..."

Did something like this happen to me as a kid?I can't remember at all, or is there a memory of this time in my mind?Maybe it's because of my age, I don't have any impression of it subjectively.

"You also liked to cry when you were a child, but you would be beaten when you cried. Your father is also an incompetent guy. He vented his anger on the child if he couldn't do it himself, and didn't allow me to hug you. My mother really felt distressed at that time."

I can imagine that, my father is a scum, a waste, it is a shame to the ancestors that the Lucifer family produced such a thing, I have never regretted that I slaughtered that waste.The mother in my impression is a dignified, virtuous and gentle woman. At least she always cares and loves Agadina, lest she get hurt.

"Those things have already..."

"It's all over, and Mom knows it, but... Mom has always been very guilty, because Mom was also thinking about protecting herself at the time, and felt that it was a boy anyway, so it's okay to be a little less loving and caring, and to be stricter, what's more important Yes... I even have worse thoughts." Having said this, my mother's voice has already started to tremble. "I... I even think... I'm a succubus anyway, I can have as many children as I want, and I don't have to conflict with my husband because of Gora."

I don't know why, but I was very calm and surprised when I heard these words.

What's the matter, why did my mother say this to me suddenly?It was obviously fine just now, and my mother was still chatting with me about happy things.

Why did my mother become like this in an instant?

I don't understand.

Or is it because... In my mother's eyes, I am both a Goloi and not a Goloi, so my mother can't help telling me her guilt. She dares not confide in a male Goloi, but wants to tell All of this for your own children.

It seems that not only my mother, but also me, have become a kind of substitute for Goloy.

"Later, I had Agadina, and you grew up a little bit. I was actually quite relieved... But when you were a child, you seemed to hate Agadina very much, and you didn't play with her. Agadina always bullied her when she came to you. I thought it was just children who were ignorant, but now that I think about it, I am the one who is ignorant..."

I do remember this.

It's very simple, and there is no superfluous reasoning worth repeating. I'm just jealous of Agadina. My mother is always on her side, but what about me?

Unfortunately, I don't have anyone here.

Ah, Lasevier has been playing with me all the time, but that guy has been very rigid since he was a child, he doesn't say anything, he does things rigidly, and has no meaning at all.

"Until the tragedy of the Lucifer family happened... In a short period of time, the descendants of the entire Lucifer family were only Gora and Agadina... I didn't realize it until after Gora and Dipalona fell in love... If I could love a little bit... I could love Gora more, maybe none of this would have happened."

"..."

"I'm sorry, Gora..."

"Mother."

She shook off her mother's hand, firmly supported her chin and raised her head. At this time, tears were already seeping from the sockets of her mother's eyes, and her dark purple pupils had also lost their luster.

"You don't want me to be the devil king?"

"No... Mom is proud, Mom doesn't mean anything else... just..."

"I'm fine, don't worry mom." I still said flatly. "I don't think anything about it myself. Maybe you see it more clearly than me. Maybe I once loved Dipalona because I saw the figure of my mother from her and felt the tender love. But in any case, the thing that can really make me proud is that I became a lord, became a demon king, and killed all those who hindered me. As a demon, I was very successful."

But as a kid, I was a failure.

Ah, I’m telling the truth. I’ve never regretted killing other people in my family. My cousins ​​were all killed by my own hands. I didn’t spare anyone except Agadina.

My mother said these words because she thought I was too cruel to kill my own family members, and I was so obsessed with killing, but what I did was necessary violence, and my mother didn't have to worry about it.

"Mom is also afraid." I squinted and smiled at my mother and said. "Afraid that I would kill you."

"If Gora wants to kill me...I have no complaints."

"But I can't do it, because my mother loves me, so I love my mother too." I hugged my petite mother with both hands sideways, and let her sit in my arms. "My mother thinks I'm cruel, which shows that my mother still cares about me. If my mother really thinks I don't care, she probably won't say these things."

At this time, my mother had already started to cry, wiping her tears like a child.

"Mom has held back these words for a long time..."

"Gola...Gola..." Mom cried and called my name, like a little girl looking for her mother.

I finally figured it out, the truth has always been hidden in front of me, and the key to unraveling all doubts is just a word I am quite familiar with, "gender", this is a word that is valued by everyone, and it is a very crucial word.

The identity of Goloy appeared as a woman, which gave mother a chance to confide. I am afraid that mother would never have the courage to say these words to Goloy as a son. Perhaps it was because in the mother's opinion, the son was too cruel, and Daughter is the opposite.I don't know, I'm just guessing.

But what I can know is that at least what I am sure of now is that when my mother saw me, a female Goloi, she had the urge to spit out all the bitterness in her stomach.

So it's not abrupt, my mother has thought about it for a long time, but I haven't noticed it all the time.

After all, the succubus is too good at hiding his feelings.

At this last moment, I still chose to be silent, and sometimes silence is the most polite response.

And even if I have to say something, what can I say to my crying mother.

If you think about it carefully, it is a wonderful scene. The mother who has become a child and her son who has become a woman are talking about the unbearable past.

Could it be that mother lives in the Demon King's Palace just to find an opportunity to tell me these things?

I still don’t know. I think it’s possible and impossible. In my impression, my mother is a perfect wife, and her soft personality can indeed do such things. But in my impression, my current mother is a cheerful woman similar to Ilotich, and she doesn’t seem like someone who can do such things.

Anyway, there's no point in thinking about it now, and I'm so sorry that Mom is sitting on my lap sobbing.

I closed my eyes, and hugged my mother who was as cute as a rag doll even more tightly. I didn't say anything, nothing... nothing.

The only sound in the room was the sobbing of mother and child.

At this moment, I understand that I am not being regarded as a Goloy, but as a substitute for Goloy...

Seems like I'm the one to cry, Mom, once again you're... ignoring your baby.

But I am very happy, as Goloy.

Chapter 71. Do you want to eat rice? (Lipatia)

La Serviere's nervousness could be felt.After becoming a woman, Lasevier didn't seem to have changed much in her choice of clothing. Today, she is still wearing the same pitch-black armor with intricate carvings and patterns. The hideous demon reliefs on it make people shudder just looking at them. It is conceivable that Lasevier, who once looked like that, wore such an armor on the battlefield. Just looking at him can already feel the power of death.

I just talked about La Servier's nervous mood, but I paid attention to her clothes.

Some people may think that this is because La Servier still has some stigmata of the male gender, and has not fully accepted her female identity, even if she wants to wear feminine and gentle clothing.

But I think this has nothing to do with gender, but a kind of "social attribute" that humans call, and sometimes human nature is often composed of this "social attribute", rather than human nature, Lasevier As a general, male or female, it would make her feel shy to wear anything other than military uniform.

It's such a pity that despite having such a beautiful and dignified face, he can only realize his self-worth through the destruction of blood and flesh.

People will feel tragedy when beautiful things go to destruction. Tragedy itself is the destruction of beauty, but what beauty is is quite controversial.

In short, Lasevier is very nervous now, and the reason is very simple. There is nothing complicated. She is standing in the study, with Belegia beside her.

Goloy sat behind the desk, crossed his legs, leaned sideways, and looked at the two standing there while rubbing his chin.

As for me, although I don't want to admit it, I did put on a "magic girl" appearance, standing beside Goloy and looking at the two over there.

But the obvious thing is that for La Servillier this is something to be nervous about, but for Bellegia it is quite an insult.

"Hey, what do you guys want to do?" Belegia said with a low voice and glared at Goloy. "It's disgusting to look at with a condescending look."

"To each other, there is no practical significance in insulting each other."

"Then what do you say makes sense?"

"I'm sitting here, you're standing there, that's what it means."

Before she finished speaking, Belegia took a step forward and slapped her hand on the table hard.

"You want to fight, don't you?"

"From a personal point of view, I really think that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. There is one demon king in Satan City, and one descendant of Lucifer is enough." Goloy did not respond to Belegia with the same manic attitude as yesterday, but maintained a kind of calm in the identity of the demon king, and he could also see the sophistication of this cunning guy. "But as a demon king, it's easy to stumble if you talk too much about your relationship, so... no, this king doesn't want to fight with you."

If Goloy doesn't accept the move, no matter how tough Belegia is, it will only be like a fist hitting cotton.Although she was a little angry, Belegia still chose to suppress her anger. After all, if she continued like this, she would look like a bereaved dog.

"So, what's the point of looking for me and La Servillier?" Belegia took half a step back, raised her head, and assumed a posture of looking down on Goloy.

"Then I'll just say it bluntly. This king intends to send you, Lasevier, and Lipatia to Envi to realize the expected plan."

"What?" Belegia narrowed her eyes. "Intend me to go to Envi."

"Yes, that's it."

La Servillier didn't speak, she stood somewhat cautiously behind Beregia, and glanced at the arrogant and manic Beregia from time to time.

We haven't explained to Lasevier what all this is all about, but I think Lasevier probably guessed a little bit, no matter from the appearance and character, or from the perception of the source of magic, Lasevier may be able to guess that this strange woman in front of him has some kind of connection with his master.

"Joke, why should I listen to you."

"You don't have to listen to me. Even if you don't go, I will still send Lasevier and Lipatia. Letting you go is because I believe you."

"I don't need you to trust me."

"So you are refusing?"

"So what?"

"Not much." Goloy shrugged casually. "Let me tell you, if you don't go to Lipatia and Lasevier, you will go."

Goloy slowly raised his legs, then sighed loudly.

"But do you have any other value? Do you keep it in the devil's palace for free rice?"

"What do you mean?" Belegia clenched her fists, facing Goloy's mocking words, it became difficult for her to restrain her anger.

"What I mean is very clear. It's not that I need you to do something, but that you need to show your worth. I don't treat you as a devil, because this king is the devil, and I don't treat you as a Goloi, because this king is Goloi. This king just sees you as a very powerful individual who is very similar to this king."

Goloy's words may sound harsh, but they are serious reasons, and Belegia couldn't find anything to refute.Because Belegia would not allow herself to live as a useless person, Lucifer's arrogant character became a stimulating factor at the moment. In other words, Goloy was blatantly using aggressive methods, so what?Belegia still had to accept it.

Belegia can also say let her be the devil king, and then let Goloy go to Envi or something.But she didn't say such childish remarks, because she also understood what Goloy was thinking in her heart. It would be of no benefit to anyone to speak too clearly, and it was impossible for Goloy to give up the throne. Next, if you forcefully fight with Goloy, it will only hurt both sides, which is definitely not the best policy.

More importantly, I am here.

Since Belegia saw me standing beside Goloy, it meant that she also understood that not only was I physically standing beside Goloy, but I was also consistent with Goloy in terms of point of view.

So in the end, Belegia didn't say that kind of willful and arrogant words, such as "Then you go to Envi, I will be the devil king" and so on.

"That's my opinion, too," I interjected amidst this deadlock of silence. "Belegia, neither Goloy nor I have any hostility towards you, that's why we made this opinion, because your existence is also very important, and letting you go to Envi is to let you represent the devil, so..."

"So I acted as this bastard's clone?" Belegia said dissatisfied. "Not as good as an envoy? The envoy has its own personality, but I don't even have my own? Is it just a substitute for you?"

"I didn't mean that, I meant..."

Goloy raised his hand and blocked my words.

"If you think so, I can't help it." Goloy said to Belegia with a smile. "But Lipatia is right. We didn't mean that. If you mean it, it's your business and it has nothing to do with us."

"Asshole, I think you are tired of working."

"This king is not tired of life. I still have a lot of things to do. I haven't wiped out all the dross. How can I be tired of life?"

Belegia glared at Goloy viciously, and she could even hear the hateful sound of gnashing her teeth.

"Don't think too much, Bellegia, this is an order for La Servillier, but for me and you, it can only be regarded as an... intention, we don't have to obey Goloy's order , but we are on Goloy's side again, aren't we?"

Originally, I wanted to adjust the atmosphere between the two, but Belegia also gave me that kind of fierce look, which made me jump.

"Lipatia is right." Goloy said again. "So, it depends on what you think, Your Majesty the Queen."

Belegia did not give us an answer, but looked at Goloy and me again. After a few seconds of silence, she turned angrily and walked towards the door of the study, and left the room.

After staring in the direction of the door for a moment, Goloy turned to me and asked, "Do you think she will accept it?"

"If she is a descendant of Lucifer, she can only accept it."

Chapter 72. Again—The Eve of Departure (Lipatia)

"that……"

After Beregia left, La Servillier, who had been silent all this time, finally felt relieved and spoke. It seemed that the existence of Beregia itself seemed to be a constant hindrance or threat to La Servillier.Even if the murderous Mo Wuji was in front of the strange Queen—as if the other party had some kind of beast-like aura, she didn't dare to do anything wrong.

At the same time, Goloy and I shifted our gazes to La Servier. She was at a loss, fiddled with her slender fingers, nodded slightly, and looked at us with raised eyes, as if she was frightened. Even if Belegia left, she had to maintain this obedient posture.

"Your Majesty... Lipatia-sama... What is this..."

"Ah, I haven't explained it to you yet." Goloy raised his head and said, his tone was no longer as gentle as before. It seems that the cotton-like soft attitude just now was for Belegia to see Yes, in fact, his stomach is full of fire.

"But I think La Servillier can almost guess it."

I hastily followed Goloy's words and said to La Servier, and tried to keep my tone and attitude as calm as possible. I didn't want La Servier to feel any... negative emotions.