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

"Who can't tell at a glance, that guy doesn't have my plump breasts." Belegia patted her chest proudly.

Beda held an iron rod, stabbed the firewood in the fireplace, and continued without turning her head: "Yes, but what I mean is, Your Majesty knows a lot of strange magic, if you find a demon king who can change gender... ...I won't be surprised." Saying this, Beda glanced at La Servillier. "However, you are not the master, not the product of the master becoming a woman. I can feel the source of the master's magic, but you are definitely not my master Goloy. Therefore, you are your majesty, but not my master."

After getting up, Beda turned around and looked at Belegia, whispering: "It must be some kind of magic."

Chapter 143. Maintenance of Dignity (Lipatia)

It doesn’t sound like a serious problem, and those of us who know the truth know that Beda is telling the truth. Rather, what she said shows Beda’s fine insight and stable character, and to a certain extent, it also shows her loyalty to Goloi. If she cheers up and continues to feel the warm but cold atmosphere, Beda’s status is unquestionable.

It just doesn't sound like a big deal, but it takes a lot of courage to say something like this to a king, in any era, for any person, and such courage never comes out of thin air. Especially in hell, this is an era full of destructive tragedies, and it is a mirror image of the world. The hierarchy born from decadence and safeguarding its own fragile interests is the representative of this era.

If you think about it in this way, it is probably not difficult to guess what kind of position Beda has in the Demon King's forces. There are generals with different personalities, combat abilities and fighting styles. There is no shortage of these talents who are good at killing in the Demon King's army.

She is not afraid of Belegia, she knows that Belegia does not dare to do anything to her, in fact she is not afraid of any of us, do you think this vampire princess is afraid of me or Lasevier?That's just an absurd fantasy. Any status we have in her eyes is given to us out of loyalty to Goloy. In other words, if it wasn't for Goloy, she wouldn't even look at us.

"General Beda, what do you mean by that?"

Belegia's upper corners of her mouth and the side of her nose twitched slightly. This was an involuntary expression shared by her and Goloy, and it was clear what she wanted to express.

"Nothing interesting, Your Majesty, I'm just telling the truth."

"Presumptuous!" Belegia stood up all of a sudden, staring at Beda angrily. "You mean, I'm just an experiment, something that will perish soon, a fantasy product that doesn't even have a will of its own!"

"Your Majesty, we are all mortal, it's just a matter of speed. Of course you have your own will, and we all have our own will, but before God, isn't our will a part of His creation?"

"You mean, Goloi is a god, and I was created by him?"

"The reality is cruel, Your Majesty, but from what I have seen so far, it seems to be the case."

Beligia strode up to Beda, and grabbed her by the collar viciously. The difference in height forced Beda to stand on tiptoe, but judging from her face, the expression of her majesty She was full of anger, she didn't care at all, and she didn't even open her slightly drooping eyelids any more.

"You dare to question my existence."

"I'm just stating the facts."

"I'll show you what's true."

Belegia raised her leg abruptly, and hit Beda's abdomen with her knee. The violent impact caused this general, who had no defense at all, or could not have any defense, to feel the most direct and intense pain. She choked and had to bend over. However, Beregia didn't intend to give up. She grabbed her hair, turned around and threw her to the ground forcefully.

The violent noise made the guards outside feel dangerous. Two guards opened the door and rushed in. They were stunned after seeing the scene in front of them. This should be the first time they saw their general in such a mess.

They stood there for a long time without being relieved, but at this time Lasevier slowly got up and said to the two guards sternly: "What are you looking at, let me out."

The two guards looked up at La Servier, not questioning her order, but they still didn't understand what was going on.

"Let you go, don't you understand!"

"Yes Yes."

The severe reprimand finally brought them back to their senses, and after looking at Beda on the ground worriedly, they had no choice but to obey the order and leave the room in desperation.

The commander-in-chief of our Demon King Legion also chose to side with Belegia, because Lasevier knew very well that this was not the time to persuade a fight, and Beda had to pay for her rudeness, and Lasevier shrewdly understood that if she persuaded a fight at this time, it would be equivalent to agreeing with Beda.

Beda stood up from the ground clutching her belly. Just now Belegia was also dazzled, and she used too much force, and bright red blood dripped out from the corner of Beda's mouth.

"Does it make you angry, Your Majesty?"

"I should have killed you!"

"You won't, because you dare not."

"What do you mean, haven't you suffered enough yet!"

"Come and try, if you dare."

"Beda! Do you want to die?" Lasevier didn't choose to remain silent. Although she didn't want to get involved, she could no longer remain silent seeing Beda irritating Belegia in such a way that she might suffer a more severe blow at any time. Now, if this chooses silence, then Lasevier will change from a "simple" prudent and self-protecting person to a vicious and treacherous villain, and no one will believe her anymore.

At least I don't.

"My lord Lasevier, I am defending your majesty's dignity."

"You are insulting His Majesty!"

"You can think so, but this kind of insult is just another form of maintaining the dignity of the master."

When Beda said "Master", it meant that the maintenance of dignity she was talking about was referring to Goloy.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been in hell for a long time, and I’ve become paranoid. It was such a simple scene, but now I have to think about it in my heart.Is Beda really loyal, or is it just a show?After all, Lasevier and I were both present, and Finicely was also present. If what she did today is reported to Goloy, she will definitely be praised by Goloy. Is she using us?He was really loyal to Goloy to this extent.

"On the contrary, I think you want to rebel!" Belegia clenched her fists, her magic source was rapidly expanding, occupying the magic field within the entire palace. "If you want to die so much, I'll give you a ride!"

"enough!"

When Belegia was about to make a move, I stood in front of her.

"Get out of the way, Lipatia!"

"And then, let you kill her?"

"What does she mean? Didn't she just want to say that I am not the devil, not Goloi, but a scarecrow. I am afraid of Goloi, so I dare not kill her. I have no rights. Isn't that what she means!"

I can't defend Beda in this regard, she really meant that, why did she think that Belegia didn't dare to kill her?Because of killing Beda, Belegia has completely become the opposite of Goloy, not only a physical and life form opposition, but also a political and social opposition.

"I don't know how to calm you down, but you can't kill Beda, and kill a very important general to us just because of a few words? I'm afraid you're not helping Dipalona."

"Where is the dignity of the devil!"

Put it in the Demon King's Palace, where Beda maintained Goloy's dignity.Although I want to say this and think so, I can't provoke Beregia any more.

"The dignity of the devil does not lie in the domineering display of one's strength and power..."

"What is that about!"

"I don't understand. I am not a king, and I will never be a king. To me, there is only one real king. He is our father, the supreme power, the true and only king of the universe. Therefore, I cannot tell you how to be a king, but I know that it is wrong..."

I slowly walked up to Belegia and put my hands on her shoulders.

"Let's talk about other things, Belegia." As I said that, I turned around and looked around. "That's the end of the excessive quarrels and theories. It will ruin the big event and affect Goloy's real interests. No matter how much you talk about maintaining the dignity of the devil, it is meaningless."

Chapter 144. Continuing Thoughts on Beauty (Lipatia)

What I said seems to be an irrefutable fact. Even Belegia herself does not want to damage the interests of the Demon King. She has no choice but to lend her the identity of the Demon King. Thinking of this, even she has a feeling of disgust towards herself. But if this is the case, then even Belegia herself does not regard all her dignity and status as the product of the Demon King’s status, which is demeaning and insulting herself. This sense of inferiority may exist deep in her soul. .

For various reasons, defending the interests of Goloi became a common thread that unites us, and likewise, I have no choice, although I represent heaven in such occasions, but I I know better than anyone else that I can't represent heaven, I can't represent a great existence. To put it bluntly, I don't even think that the great seraphim Michael and the holy Gabriel can It represents the existence of the absolute concept of heaven.

I am also not representing the devil here, the devil is represented by Belegia, this is what Goloy said personally, and as for Lasevier, to a certain extent she represents herself, that is, the devil The general of the legion, Finicely, exists as my maid.Beda represented the commander of the legion stationed in Envi.

Looking around like this, it seems that I am even more miserable than Belegia, my identity has been dissipated in the cruel atmosphere, I can't represent anyone, I can only represent myself, and I am just an angel, This identity has no meaning to them, so why do I exist at this moment?

A delicate mood is brought about by a woman's personality. Is this sentimental mentality the essence of a woman? I don't think it is not the essence of a woman, but the essence of a woman in this era. Even I cannot escape the influence of material things. When I became a woman in this miserable era, the feminine personality I possessed was also given to me by this miserable era of hell.

Committed to masculine arrogance and arrogance, pity for the fragile, and I have to say, as an angel, my kind character has more shaped the female appearance that hell desires.That is, cowardly sorrow and tenderness.

This feeling is very unrealistic. Looking at Beda's embarrassed look, she just feels that the scene in front of her is like a fantasy.Normally, such calm beauties always appear in perfect posture on all occasions, they will not be shaken by anything, they are the absolute embodiment of beauty under a certain concept.

For example, in some fairy tales, those mature women who are full of thoughts and beautiful appearance are often no one can do anything to them. Even high-ranking people always show fear in front of them. More importantly, even if they are hurt, most of the time it will not be physical harm, because the beauty of appearance prevents their dignity from being violated in a physical way.

But the character of this mature woman in fairy tales, General Beda, was suddenly beaten into such a mess by Belegia, even after wiping off the blood from the corner of her mouth, she sat there peacefully, her embarrassing appearance just now It is still deeply imprinted in my mind.

This seems to be some kind of misunderstanding and prejudice that people have about beauty, and it is also contradictory. On the one hand, "beautiful" things are considered fragile and perishable, while on the other hand, "beauty" is considered inviolable.When Mei suffers the most realistic harm, this sense of disobedience will be very strong.

I was sitting next to Belegia, she was still out of breath, and I lowered my head to look at my white and slender hands, with my long golden hair hanging slightly from my ears.

I know that I am beautiful. To what extent is my beauty? Probably besides being able to fantasize about the violent male desire, I can also make the male who is really obsessed with me restrain that desire, so that the worship of my beauty sublimates into a kind of spirit. obedience.I have clear green eyes and fair skin. My slender body and plump breasts are the best interpretation of my form.

What exactly is "beauty" can start from my own existence.

I look beautiful, but I know that I am small and fragile, that I am worthless, and that I am all by the grace of God.Yes, my beauty is not my own expression, but the concrete manifestation of God's will in the world. God just uses my body to show "beauty" to the world. Therefore, what is truly beautiful is God's absolute will , not me.

From this point of view, everything seems to be back to the original point.

"Sorry for making you angry just now."

Beda lifted her skirt and slowly knelt on the ground. Seeing her obedient appearance, my heart trembled violently. It seemed that Lucifer's heart was very satisfied with the scene full of conquest, but what I saw was It is an insult to beauty.

"You are Your Majesty. In my eyes, you are Your Majesty. Please don't get me wrong." Beda bent her body and knocked her head on the ground.

On the other hand, Belegia looked dismissive, leaning on the back of the sofa with her legs crossed, and looked at Beda who was kneeling in front of her with contempt. The distance between the two was only a few tens of centimeters, and the sense of conquest became stronger and stronger.

Is that so, Lucifer, is that what you are.I subconsciously clamped my hands to my breasts, and took a deep breath. For such blasphemy, it aroused a strange feeling in my body. It was so bad, and the blasphemy and conquest of beauty would actually ignite a distorted pleasure in me.

Is this the heart of a fallen angel... Lucifer, in your eyes, is beauty the destruction and blasphemy of beauty itself? Do you think that only conquered and destroyed things are beautiful?

Seeing that Belegia didn't speak, Beda slowly straightened up, rubbing her knees on the ground, until she was in front of Belegia.

Immediately afterwards, an unexpected scene happened.

Beda leaned down again, supported Belegia's feet with both hands, and respectfully kissed her boots, which were stained with mud, with her crystal thin lips.

Finally, this action caught Belegia's attention, but she still didn't make any big moves, she just turned her head slightly to stare at the "pet" under her feet, her eyes still full of disdain and contempt.

"Forgive me, Your Majesty."

Belegia moved her legs lightly, pressed the back of her foot against Beda's face, and then pushed her aside.

"Let's talk business."

"Yes."

After receiving the order, Beda slowly got up, then turned around and walked to the vacant seat over there and sat down. She lowered her head and pressed her lips together with her tongue. There was no expression of anger or unwillingness on her face. It seemed that all these actions were completely voluntary, and even respected as a matter of principle.

"You know the purpose of our coming here, right?" Belegia asked while looking at Beda with a slanted face.

"I can guess a few points, but the specifics are not clear."

"It's true. Goloy didn't say hello to you. We came here so abruptly. It's really impossible for you to know anything." "Black face", there is no way, I can only play "white face" in front of this demon general, impulsive and willful, it is really in line with the character of the descendants of the Lucifer family.

"Miss Lipatia, you are joking. His Majesty did not give me any notice, which means that His Majesty believes in me. He knows that as long as you come, I will understand everything. No special explanation is needed. From this point of view, your actions are not suitable for publicity, so you didn't even bring a letter."

I admire Beda's insight. She is also a general. It seems that only women have such a delicate mentality. Just like La Servier, although he was originally a male, it can be seen that his personality is different from other demon generals. The difference is very big, for example, and Monstein, who have completely two personalities, which seems to be attributed to Lasevier's original male physical strength that has produced a certain female personality mentality.

"Presumably all of you are here this time for Enwei's affairs. No, this is too general. Everyone knows that Enwei's situation is not easy now. There are rebellions everywhere, and the decline of the Leviathan family has made the entire territory panic. The chaos has become a mess, and the forces of other territories can also take advantage of this time to infiltrate and share a piece of 'Leviathan's meat' to eat..." Beda leaned back, her knees were brought together, and she faded away It is slightly divergent. "Everyone of you came this time, you should have a plan to prepare to solve all these things."

"Let's put it this way, since it's you, General Beda, then I don't think we need to hide it."

"Yes, since His Majesty sent me here, it means that His Majesty trusts me, and you should also trust me." Beda gracefully put a hand on her chest, and her movements were delicate and gentle like a butterfly resting on a rose petal.

"We have about two tasks here. The first task... is that after discussion, Goloy and I decided to establish a temporary puppet regime in Envi, and this regime still has to be dominated by the descendants of the Leviathan family. and manipulated objects, so the first task is to find the descendants of the Leviathan family."

"Is that so? Yes, it's not much different from what I imagined." Although the movements were elegant, there was no smile on Beda's face, only cold reason. "The Leviathan family didn't know where they went after the deaths of Grand Duke Buno Farani and Zekui. No Boonofalani or Zequi's descendants have lived recently."

"Can this be directly understood as saying that the two have no descendants at all?" Lasevier interjected and asked.

La Servillier, who usually seemed very stable and shy, actually seemed a little lively and active in front of Beda.

"It looks like this at the moment. We don't know that the two have any descendants...or in other words, Zekui's descendants all died in Satan City."

"After all, she is the wife of the former Demon King." Belegia said with a sneer.

"Is there no descendant of Bono Farani?" I pressed. "As the successor of Leviathan's direct bloodline and the leader of this family, didn't he leave any descendants for himself?"

"What's so strange about this?" Belegia said to me. "That guy is just unlucky. What is certain is that there must be a lot of women played by him. It's just that no one is pregnant with his dirty blood. It's the will of your god."

"I just think... since Buno Farani and Zekui both participated in the Leviathan resurrection plan, then he should leave some way for himself... Zekui once had descendants, but they were all killed by Goloy If he is slaughtered, then there is only Buno Farani left, who wants to participate in such a plan, but he has no intention of leaving descendants for himself?"

"Maybe he thinks he can be the king of hell, the king of eternity, it doesn't matter whether he has children or not?" Lasevier said.

"I don't know either. I just think that Buonofalani is a very rational demon. He didn't leave any offspring for himself, which makes me feel a little incredible..."

"Why, do you really want Buno Farani to have a child? You are really interested in him." Belegia showed a smile, which is a smile that is only shown to me, and it is full of provocation smile.

"It's just a personal opinion. If the leaders of these two bloodlines have no descendants, then we can only follow the original plan and confirm the next generation of puppets based on the Leviathan family tree."

"If possible, it's best to find the descendants of both bloodlines." Belegia said to Beda seriously. "I don't want to give that bastard Dipalona any chance."

"That's it, so we need to look through the genealogy of the Leviathan family... now it's in your hands."

When I asked this question, the answer I was looking forward to did not come. On the contrary, Beda frowned on the inside of her brows, and a look of embarrassment flashed across her face, which made me feel bad.

"What's wrong?" I asked hastily. "Any questions."

"It's...about the genealogy of the Leviathan family..."

"What happened to the family tree?"

"I... haven't."

Chapter 145. The Frustrated Queen (Lipatia)