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

"That……"

"A palace, a palace, I just want a palace!"

"You're so noisy!"

Belegia covered her ears and didn't listen to me at all, shaking her head while emphasizing her appeal in an unreasonable way.

This Her Lady Queen wants to live in the palace.

"What kind of palace do you live in? If you enjoy it again, what if a person can sleep in ten beds?"

"I don't want to live with those common people, I'm the king."

"What's wrong with the king?"

I tilted my head, and all the anger I had just turned into a serious calm. Although the expression was not very angry, the restrained appearance was more frightening, and I knew this myself.

"The devil is the most noble existence in hell, how can he live with those guys."

"The devil is the most noble existence?"

"Of course, everyone must obey the rule and orders of the Demon King."

"You are wrong, the devil is not the most noble existence in hell."

"Oh? Then you say who in hell is more noble than the devil?"

I leaned on the back of the chair, pursed my lips, nodded and said: "I am, I am a person who is nobler than the devil king. According to your words, I, the future devil girl, will be more noble than the devil king."

"Ha! How can the magic princess be more noble than the devil!"

"Really, don't you want to, then don't marry me, I don't care anyway."

"Well!"

"Marry me and live in the palace, choose one."

Belegia is more entangled than I imagined, maybe this is not entangled anymore, because the answer is obvious, she just feels unwilling.Sure enough, his personality in this aspect was exactly the same as that of Goloy, and there was no problem in dealing with Belegia with the tricks used to deal with Goloy.

By the way, does she really want to marry me...

Although I'm not disgusted with her appearance...

But this is not the point.

"You, you're going too far." Belegia restrained her previous rough posture, and now she was sitting like a child, her legs were close together, her fists were pressed on her thighs, and she trembled when she spoke.

But of course it's not crying, it's just unconvinced.

"I'm also thinking about you, and I don't live alone..."

"Ugh……"

This aspect is also the same as that of Goloi. Once I reveal the cute and pitiful appearance of a puppy, my heart...whether it is the heart in the spiritual sense or the heart in my chest in the actual sense, there will be a kind of ...Although I don't want to say it, it is indeed close to maternal feelings.

"Well, let's stay in a hotel, tonight I can be with you...and your..."

"Having a baby?"

"It's a bed! You idiot! Go have a baby with yourself!"

Chapter 89. Vulgar Angel (Lipatia)

It’s not difficult to find a hotel in such a city, it’s not even a “thing”, it’s just a part of ordinary life. Although I am disgusted by Belegia’s ladylike complaints, thinking that I have suffered so much and she is just being hypocritical, I still hope to find a better place to live.

And in fact, I also want to live in a better place, but I just can't follow the temper of Miss Belegia. In this regard, I think she is actually worse than Goloy. When I was with Goloy, although he asked a lot, he behaved cruelly... as if he didn't care about things that might damage his enjoyment.

If I have to say it, it is almost something that has a feeling of "the meaningless dignity of a man".

Perhaps this is one of the differences between the two personalities?

But all in all, we walked along the street towards the south of the city, which is considered a relatively prosperous area, and when we almost arrived in the south of the city, all kinds of shops, lively markets, and the hotels we were looking forward to quickly disappeared. Appeared in our sight...

Basically, we have already made a decision based on the size and style of the building. After all, we can guess the price from the exterior decoration. Although I am not very sure about this theory, just from the mood, Belle What Ji Ya wants is not only enjoyment, but also squandering.

In the end, we chose a very high-end hotel with the entrance in the center of the street. When I ordered the carriage to pass by, I was more concerned with observing Belegia's expression to make sure she was satisfied with this choice. , I no longer care about whether I can enjoy anything.

Belegia looked out of the window, with one hand lightly propped on the lower side of her cheek, looking at the building like an ignorant little girl, and when she knew we were approaching, there was a trace of a smile on her face... I swear, it was really just a trace, and I felt that maybe I was too expecting her to be self-willed and had an illusion.

It wasn't until this moment that I finally let go of my hanging heart.

The carriage stopped in front of the main entrance. After we got off the car, we didn't take care of our luggage, but went straight into the hotel. The demons in gorgeous and high-end clothes passed us one after another. It seemed that we could feel it, at least in this hotel. In the city, order is running well.

But the more so, the heavier the sense of disobedience.

After entering the hotel, I have to say that it does look like a palace. In fact, regardless of the appearance, the interior decoration is indeed in the style of a palace. This kind of decoration with platinum tones should be in the style of fallen angels. This can also be seen from Belegia's expression.

Now at least I know that Her Majesty is quite satisfied with the decoration style of the hall.

I really feel so tired, why do I feel like a servant, why do I have to pay attention to what Belegia thinks all the time, I have never been so troublesome when I was with Goloy... It should be said and When Goloy was together, it was that guy who cared about me and guessed my mood.

Um?In this way... Could it be that in the eyes of Goloy, I am as willful as Belegia?

"The business of this hotel is not bad." Beligeia said while pinching her waist and nodding.

"Well, you can rest assured now."

"No, I hate crowds, I hate being with common people."

"Isn't the devil's palace full of servants, you just treat these as your servants."

"My servants are not so arrogant, look at their walking posture, look at their eyes, if this is my servant, I..."

"Okay, okay, calm down first, this should be the most luxurious hotel in the city."

"Well, it's almost one ten-thousandth of the Demon King's Palace, so I'll just bear with it."

Although it sounds arrogant, just like Lucifer's character, but I agree with Belegia. The magnificence of the Demon King's Palace is beyond description. The Demon King's Palace is simply a huge golden mountain. The works of art piled up by countless generations of demon kings with countless gold and silver are incomparable with any other buildings.

"Tsk, my king..."

"I said, can you stop calling yourself 'the king'? Are you afraid that others will not know that you are the devil or do you want others to think that you are a fool with excessive self-awareness?"

"Then what should I call myself, I am the devil king."

"Change your name as you like."

It sounds like I'm actively picking on her, but this kind of bickering makes me feel a sense of intimacy, as if our thoughts about each other can only be expressed in this somewhat violent way.

And I really don't want her to continue to call herself "the king". First, I really don't want to attract too much attention from others. A plump and tall woman with outstanding appearance keeps calling herself the king, or people will really think she is Wang, or others will think she is the "Queen" from "Flower Street".

And the latter led to the tragic ending at the previous hotel, I don't want it to happen again.

"Hey, we've been standing here for half a day, why is no one here to serve us?"

This guy gave up thinking about calling himself before he even started, although I really want to say "what did you call yourself before you became a demon king".

"Maybe it's due to lack of manpower. Let's let Finiseli handle these things. Let's sit over there and wait for a while." I suggested like this.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Remember, Finicely, tell those idiots to get the most expensive and best room, preferably the one with only us and no one else on the whole floor."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After saying hello, Belegia turned around in a disdainful gesture and walked towards the sofa, while I grabbed Finisely's hand.

"Remember, when you go later, just say you want the best room, don't mention the 'most expensive' one, otherwise people will treat us as fools with money and no place to spend it."

"Well, don't worry, miss, I've dealt with a lot of things in this area."

After bowing in the dignified manner of a maid, Finiseli walked straight towards the reception desk with light steps.

Glancing at Finicely's back, thinking that there should be no problem, he and La Servier walked to the sofa and sat down.

Belegia doesn't seem to care about how to do these things at all. To be honest, she has no experience in this area. I can imagine that all such things are handled by servants since childhood. Therefore, it can be said that Belegia and Goloy are still in a baby state on some levels.

As for me, because I know too much about demons, I can see the contrast between the positive and the negative, so I know more about things that they can't see than Goloy and Belegia.

Sitting on the sofa, I put my hands on my lap, looking sideways at Finiseli, the distance is too far so I can’t hear any sound, only the noise of the crowd and footsteps, but it seems that Finiseli has handled everything in an orderly manner. I don’t know what she said, but the hotel servants suddenly became more respectful to this maid.

During the dialogue between the two parties, Finiseli almost maintained a posture, while the servants seemed quite flustered. I don’t know if it was because the person they were facing was also a servant. The difference in etiquette and behavior was also the reason. quite obvious.

After a while, Finiseli came back to us, and said to us in a cold tone: "Your Majesty, Miss, everything has been arranged."

"Really." Belegia fiddled with her nails without raising her head.

"how much is it?"

I know it's a bit... too vulgar to ask this, but isn't hell a vulgar place.

However, Finiseli gave an answer that satisfied my vulgar heart.

"free."

Chapter 90. The Queen is a Noble Lie (Lipatia)

Beregia was very satisfied with Finiseli's efficiency. She seemed to think that as a servant of the Demon King, this ability to do things was a matter of course. On the other hand, in Beregia's eyes, Envi was just her own back garden, and there was no reason why the master would have to pay for a walk in his garden.

Therefore, even if Finiseli uttered the astonishing word "free", she didn't express anything, but felt that she deserved it.

Finiseli asked the servants here about the situation of our accommodation room—although it was a bit like a fantasy, but Belegia’s words came true. In such a busy state, the entire hotel was actually vacated. A whole floor is for us dead people to live in. At least as an angel, I feel that I am not blessed to enjoy this "respect", especially if I don't know what all this is going on.Therefore, instead of asking the hotel maid to take us to the room, Finiseli chose to take us to the room by herself.

Indeed, neither Belegia nor I, due to different reasons, really wanted to communicate with ordinary demons whom Belegia called "common people", so we didn't say anything.

"But what's going on with all this, Finicely."

On the way to the room, the three of us followed behind Finicely, but I couldn't bear my curiosity and asked quietly.

"Miss."

"what?"

"Are you satisfied?"

"Whether you are dissatisfied or not... It really surprised me. What the hell did you do? Don't keep it a secret."

Finiseli turned her head back, and when she faced me, she always kept the smile that a maid should have in the stereotype, so that I don't know whether this kind of smile was trained or made from the heart.

"I hope you will reward me."

"what is going on……"

"It's nothing, I said we are from Rust."

"Last?"

If she didn't know the truth at first, she was even more confused by what Finicely said.

"Yes, it might be a little troublesome to explain, but miss, you have discovered that whether it is the entire street or the hall downstairs, it is obvious that the number of succubi is much more than we imagined."

"This... I really didn't pay much attention."

"I noticed." Lasevier followed quickly. "Indeed, there are quite a few succubi on the street and in the hall, or...there are quite a few more than imagined."

"And it can be seen that the attitude of those servants towards the succubus is obviously more kind and friendly than that of other guests."

"I didn't notice that..." said La Servillier.

Maybe it's because of Finiseli's professional relationship, so she is more sensitive to this aspect.

"So, what did you say to those people?"

"I said we came from Rust, but this time we came to Envi in ​​a private capacity, so we didn't want to contact the consul, so I asked if we could have a better room with more isolation."

"In...private capacity, what private capacity."

"I said the master is the princess of the Asmodeus family."

"what?!"

Lasevier and I turned our heads at the same time to look at Belegia who was walking slowly behind.

"Huh? What's wrong."

The situation suddenly became much more complicated and dangerous than I imagined.Finiseli actually told those people that Belegia was the princess of the Asmodeus family? !I don't know why the kid did this, but a lot of bad premonitions came to my mind.

"Don't worry, there will be no problem, and I'm talking about the princess of the noble family, not the princess of the royal family."

"Why do you say that, what should those guys do once they notify the consul!"