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

There is another checkpoint on the other side of the city gate, guarding there is a troop loyal to another master. There is only an insignificant city gate separating the two, which is ineffective.

When we left the gate of the city, the sentinels there were also very surprised. It seemed that they hadn't had visitors for a long time, and it must have seemed incredible to them that someone could come out of here ostentatiously.

When we saw them, it was like seeing our own family members. The uniforms they wore showed that they should die for Goloy. This is their mission, and it also gave us a sense of security, even if this sense of security was based on the dedication of other people’s lives. I may be kind to demons, but it’s not that kind of narrow sense of benevolence. At least the lives of many demons are not worth mentioning in my eyes.

As expected, our carriage was stopped again, but it was not a big deal. At first they thought we were succubi, so they wanted to make things difficult for us. But when we easily showed our identities through various methods, like those succubi, these security guards knew how to show respect to their masters.

We also left the city completely without any difficulty, and set off for Leviathan, the capital of Envi.

"Speaking of which, Miss Belegia..."

"Don't call me Miss, I'm not used to this kind of address."

After leaving the dangerous situation, we all breathed a sigh of relief. During the rest of the journey, in order to pass the time, we couldn't help talking to each other.

"Then what would you like me to call you?"

"It's best not to call me if you can."

Belegia still showed strong hostility towards Yin, and Yin also accepted all this with a kind smile.

When the situation got better, I was also relieved, and I was in the mood to observe all this. Sitting in the corner, I looked at Belegia, admiring her pleasing beauty, and the noble connotation was self-evident. The long black hair is scattered on the naked/exposed dark and tender skin.

I also inevitably have such a sense of inferiority in my heart. It is almost impossible to express my own value through myself, and it is often expressed through the relative existence, just as a stone cannot express its weight through itself, its weight can only be expressed through the weight on the relative scale.

For this reason, I may not know enough about my own beauty, but at least in my eyes, Belegia's appearance is far superior to mine, and it is difficult to express this real feeling with simple words.

"But I really didn't expect that you could still speak...that succubus language."

"It's not a big deal, and it's not such a difficult thing."

"But that's the language of nobility."

"You know pretty well."

When Belegia explained to me earlier, Yin was not in the car.

"Miss Casimpolita...or she, who is not an adult, also speaks this language."

"Casimpolita?" Belegia was touched by this strange name, and provoked the succubus to glance at Yin.

"Ah, yes, master, she is...the commander of the succubi in the city." Lasevier hurriedly explained.

"No wonder." Belegia sneered, as if confirming her own thoughts.

"But then again, it's really hard to believe you're from Grady."

"Why, don't I have the cunning breath of a speculator?"

"No, it should be said that you are so beautiful, it is difficult for me to guess and imagine that you have any cunning scheming."

No matter how much Yin flatters Belegia, Her Lady Queen has no intention of buying it, which makes me somewhat unexpected, after all, I have a good impression of Yin.

Perhaps this should be attributed to Goloy. Belegia may not hate Yin, but Goloy. In her opinion, Yin may be just a manifestation of Goloy. Because it was split from Goloy, Belegia is too familiar with this series of routines.

But it is not simply difficult to be deceived, more importantly, in order to show her specific existence, not as Goloy, but as the existence of Belegia, she has everything related to Goloy. There is a natural rebellious mentality.

This may be the reason why Belegia can't get used to Yin. On the other hand, it may also be because Belegia is proud of her identity as a woman, and she can't understand that males, including Goloy, treat girls as fools.

Thinking of this, I do feel a little sad for Beligeia. She is not really regarded as an independent soul by anyone, but a twisted copy of Goloy.

"Speaking of which, I'm really worried for you." I was not willing to be a mere observer, and my curiosity drove me to join this embarrassing conversation. "It's not easy to get the pass documents."

"Yes." Yin smiled. "It's all thanks to Miss La Serena, it's all thanks to her."

"No..." Lasevier scratched his head and said shyly.

"Speaking of which, you were in a panic when you came here just now. Did something happen?"

"Well, I encountered some troubles when I got out, which may have aroused Polita's vigilance. At that time, when Casim Polita was planning to do something with me, it was Miss Lacena who rescued me. The anomaly may have been noticed."

"I see."

Putting it this way, it feels like Rasevier and Finicely had the opportunity to get rid of Yin and leave by themselves, but they didn't do so.

If they really do this, I'm afraid it will be very uncomfortable. After all, Yin also helped us. I don't like to do things that make people worse. As an angel's self-esteem, I would rather keep this kind of meaningless Self-respect and the corresponding undeserved kindness.

Although we have tried our best to keep a low profile, under such circumstances, our relationship with Rust is likely to deteriorate further, especially in the conflict with Envi. Dipalona is probably looking for a breakthrough now.

"Thank you all very much. If I was alone, I'm afraid I'd never be able to leave the city. Not just abandoning me like this would have made me trust you all more." Yin thanked us politely, while Beregia didn't respond, Lasevier smiled at him softly, and Phineserie sat by the window on the other side silently, and I was observing all this.

It looks like it's going to be a long way.

Chapter 136. The Mind of the Succubus Maid (Lipatia)

To reach Leviathan, one day is naturally not enough. No matter how "bustling" the border city we just left is, it is still a bit sad from a geographical point of view. The capital city is really too far away, but on the other hand, it is precisely because of this distance that Metosepi has a posture of being as high as the sky and the emperor is far away. Perhaps this is why it can create such false prosperity. .

Not only Metosepi, but Envi as a whole seems to be included in the underwater time. The damp fog makes people feel bored, and the sky full of gloomy and dense fog makes hell lose the last trace of fairytale meaning. The scarlet celestial body is also difficult to see, leaving only too realistic darkness and confusion.

Belegia is lying on my lap, just like Goroy, she has the habit of drooling when she sleeps, and my skirt is soaked, but this queen doesn't know it, if she doesn't wake up, doesn't speak, and just sleeps like this forever, then compared to me, Belegia is the angel in hell. Facing her peaceful sleeping face, the beauty that constructs all the harmonious feelings makes me unable to ignite the flames of jealousy, only love and love for God are left The longing of creation.

Looking at Belegia's side face, I couldn't help but think in my mind, what kind of domain is in people's lives for such a magical thing as gender.

I once quoted some descriptions of gender in human philosophy, expressing the inherent inequality of gender, and this inequality can never be eliminated, but this inequality only expresses the difference and inequality between the two sexes, without distinguishing which is higher and which is lower.

And since I came to hell and became a woman, I have more feelings about gender than before, and I gradually realized something...

Why does a female represent weakness, why does a female have to commit herself to a male, why even the most romantic devil female can’t find the longing for love in marriage, a certain sinful human being in the academy once said that marriage is the grave of love...

But why does marriage become the tomb of love? Is it because, like people themselves, this relationship will disappear with the passage of time, and eventually become a dry body, or is it actually empty from the beginning, because love has never been the premise of marriage?

I don't know if Belegia has the same feelings as me. She understands male power, self-esteem and status better than me. Maybe after becoming a woman, she feels a certain kind of humiliation more intensely than I do.

The long-distance journey made everyone feel tired, until even I was a little sleepy, the car stopped, and we began to prepare for rest.

I woke up everyone else, and Beligeia rubbed her eyes and slowly sat up. She just woke up like a child, with an immature sluggishness on her face, not too much. look.

"How long will it take to get there..." She looked out the window and complained like a child.

"You know that," I said. "If we travel through other cities, we can live comfortably, but in this way, our journey time will also be extended. We will go directly from Metosepi to Leviasan. Although we don't pass through any other cities on the way, and the environment is also very bad... But the distance is almost cut in half, so you just have to bear with it."

"Yeah..." Yin, who just woke up, also stretched, and continued my words. "Although there are still other small cities on this road, I don't recommend going, because they are basically occupied by various forces. I don't think you want Metosepi's difficult experience of going out of the city to become a norm."

Because the environment outside was so bad that we had to curl up in the carriage for the night, but the entire carriage was actually divided into two parts, so we couldn’t complain about the small space, but for Belegia who was used to living in palaces, this was really too humiliating.

After we ate some dry food, we didn't do any other activities, and everyone fell asleep again.However, one person did not fall asleep for a long time.

"What's the matter, Finicely?"

Finiseli was still sitting there without saying a word, and it was like this all the way, which made me a little worried.

"..."

"Finiseri?"

After finally noticing my presence, Finiseli slowly turned her head. The expression on her face was normal, still as indifferent as before. Looking at her face made me feel a little relieved, but I still felt something was wrong.

"What's the matter, you have been silent since you got the pass back."

Although it sounds like hypocrisy and self-willedness, it is actually a very important detail to distinguish the facts, that is, after Finicely came back, she didn't say a word to me, and she didn't show any concern for me. ...

It's really not normal.

"Just tell me if there's anything."

Finiseli was hesitating, and I could tell that her subconsciously parted lips showed this point, but she swallowed all the words that reached her mouth.

She shook her head, still saying nothing.

"Really, didn't you think about what to say, or did you feel that you couldn't tell me?"

"Miss... I..."

"It's okay, I won't force you, I'm just... a little worried." I said to Finisely while stroking Belegia's head. "So if you have something to say, don't be afraid, just say it. If it really involves your own reluctance, you don't have to tell me under other pressure."

Finisely is a girl full of rationality. Even though she is a succubus, she can't find any casual sensibility from her. Therefore, if something makes her feel embarrassed, I am willing to believe in Finisely's own judgment and choices.

After a brief hesitation, Finiseli said again: "Miss, can you get out of the car?"

"Ok?"

"some things……"

"Well, I see."

I gently lifted Belegia's head, and slowly moved away from the seat.

After getting off the car, I suddenly felt a bit of chills, which was the malice from the overall environment. The surrounding fog made it difficult to breathe, and my skin was also strongly stinging.

It's a pity that this kind of place is not used as a place to develop the magic industry system.

Chapter 137. Lucy (Lipatia)

"Queen... No." Finiseli swallowed, her delicate neck trembled. "I mean Dipalona... came to Envi."

Finicely standing in front of me still maintains the posture of a maid. Most of the time, Finicely has this kind of self-consciousness engraved in her bones. She has never gone beyond the scope of her existence as a maid. Therefore, whenever people see her, they will probably only see a maid with a good posture and full of reason.

But this kind of rational and calm posture seems a little ignorant in such an atmosphere, and it lacks some emotional venting. I don't like this feeling very much. If order and reason only bring about the annihilation of sensibility, then I would rather Don't want this hypocritical rationality, mediocre people only know the opposite of rationality and sensibility, but don't understand the simple truth that both are the front and back of a coin.

I understand, so I always feel sad for Finisely, knowing that she must have experienced something, but I can't explore her past in any way. For me, Finisely is a real and illusory existence, Always by my side, but I know almost nothing about her.

It's a bit ironic to say that at this moment, I finally felt some sense of reality from Finiseli, that is, the expression of sensibility. Although the maid's self-esteem was still maintained in the posture, maybe it was just the annihilation of my own personality, but in short, I felt some real breath.

But the reason why it is ironic is because this sensibility is composed of fear, anxiety and entanglement, in short, it is a collection of negative emotions.

She didn't look up at me, she lowered her head, her eyes seemed to be fixed on the position of my abdomen.

I don't quite know how to answer this, as such a sentence gives me too much information.Finicely mentioned Dipalona, ​​which is not new, because we had already guessed that Dipalona might come from the Consul, but the question is, how did Finicely know?This may be what surprised me even more. Did Dipalona make any moves?

"what happened."

Finally, I asked such a sentence, a very vague question of scope.

"how do you know."

But I still couldn't help adding a sentence, narrowing down the scope of the answers I need, maybe it's just to satisfy my superficial curiosity.

Finicely didn't answer me, she was hesitating, just like she did along the way before, I don't like this kind of Finicely, because she looks so pitiful, she is always a lovable child, no one has ever heard of Finicely's complaints, as time goes by, people are used to it, it seems that they think that maids should be emotionless, and they are only used as the other party to vent themselves, and never vent themselves.

I grabbed Finiseli's hand, it was stiff and cold, as if I was touching a dead body, the fair skin looked bloodless at the moment, I even wondered if there was really a soul in this delicate and beautiful body, was there really a beating heart.

"Tell me what's the matter, Finicely."

This is important, so I must be told.I almost said this sentence, but as an angel, I not only have to consider the macro interests, but also consider my personal emotions.Perhaps it is this last bit of respect for feelings that keeps me from degenerating into a dirty demon.

"Sorry, miss..." Her voice didn't tremble, but was still as cold as ever. If she wanted to see Finiseli's weak gesture, she might be infatuated. "I... can only say so far, not because I don't want to explain, but because I don't know how to explain it... This is beyond my ability."

"Have you seen Dipalona?"

Finisely shook her head.

"Then how do you..."

"I know someone else is here."

"other people?"

"Yes."

Finiseli didn't say who it was, even when I asked this point, she still avoided revealing the other party's identity. Could it be that Finiseli was protecting that person? It's hard to imagine, in my opinion, The only person Finicely cares about is me, yes, only me, even if it is Goloi, she actually doesn't pay attention to her.The only sensibility in her heart has been entrusted to me, and the others are just a part of her rational existence.

But now, this behavior of Finiseli is not like the result of that cold rational thinking, but more like an expression of pure... self-desire. "I don't want to say it, so I won't say it, don't ask any more," Finiseli seemed to be expressing such feelings.

"I don't need to ask, Finicely, but... since it concerns Dipalona, ​​this is not a trivial matter, and I need to know more details."

Phinesari raised her head slowly, looking at the gloomy thoughts drifting under the bright blue eyes, I felt the weak soul of this succubus maid, howling and begging, not for anyone, but simply feeling tired.

I took Finiseli's hand and slowly hugged her into my arms. The real and soft touch reminded me of the form of this fresh life, and how could I stop myself from feeling pity for such a demon.

"Are you tired, Finiseli, if you are tired, rest in my arms."

Finisely's body is losing strength more and more, and I let the external force embed myself in my arms. I enjoy this feeling very much, maybe it is a kind of arrogant and arrogant expression, but when these demons treat me Showing my own weaknesses made me realize so clearly my strength as an angel.

"Miss, I'm fine... It's just that some things are too confusing, I really don't know how to express it..."

"Do you not know how to express it, or do you not want to express it?"

"I don't know."

"That is to say, Finiseli didn't want to keep a secret from me?"