Chapter 77: The Holy Queen Was Dressed as a Maid

Simona carefully savored the words “serve the Evil God.”

At the same time, she hated herself—why had she not pulled them back at the critical moment?

It was because of her own mistaken decisions that Tina and Elsa had fallen into the abyss together.

The Evil God was humanity’s mortal enemy, an evil existence that had nearly destroyed humanity in the past.

Yet now, these two were brazenly saying things like “serve the Evil God.”

This was completely contrary to their former values.

Could this also be the Evil God’s way of humiliating her?

What wicked taste, Isabella.

“Very well, I agree.”

Simona’s tone was ice-cold. 

She knew these words were spoken for the Evil God to hear, not for the pitiful Elsa and Tina.

In that case, the Evil God really was a foolish one.

She actually wanted her to voluntarily draw close?

She actually thought she would submit like Tina, perhaps because dark magic power still lingered in her body.

Wishful thinking.

Simona’s restraints were also removed, and she was sent to the maids’ lounge in the residential palace.

She took a bath first.

To her surprise, even the smallest bath here used flowing water, with warm water constantly surging in to maintain the pool’s temperature.

After bathing, there were even towels and silk robes rivaling the treatment in human palaces, wrapping her water-dampened body.

The white towel clung tightly to Simona’s proud chest, while the white silk robe perfectly revealed the lines of her breasts and waist.

Her skin, delicate and breakable, was faintly visible, radiating a healthy flush and fullness.

Passing through the misty changing room, she removed the towel and silk, putting on white lingerie.

She slipped the prepared white stockings over her long, slender thighs, tying the garter straps at her waist into a beautiful butterfly knot on her waist that held not a trace of excess fat.

The fabric clinging tightly to her skin made her cheeks flush unconsciously.

This clothing was originally designed for servants, yet combined with brand-new materials, it felt exceptionally comfortable on the body—one might even grow to love the sensation.

She changed into a black dress, adjusting the lace.

The woman in the mirror was already breathtakingly alluring.

Her dried long hair was slightly disheveled, with gentle curls.

“So cute~”

Elsa, entering the changing room, saw the Holy Queen dressed as a maid and a faint blush appeared on her face.

Tina, following behind, nodded as well.

She too had noticed that Simona perhaps naturally possessed this kind of aura.

Simona, seeing the two, merely tilted her head slightly and glanced at them from the corner of her eye: “Is this sufficient? Is this the demons’ taste?”

“No, Miss Simona, you haven’t put on the headdress yet~”

She was pulled to a chair by the two maids, who placed a white headdress on her and began arranging her golden hair.

The golden cascade fell to her waist, with two braids like silk ribbons on a skirt, adding a touch of unapproachable coldness to Simona’s majestic aura.

She watched in the mirror as the queen was gradually dressed into the appearance of a aloof big-sister type.

Paired with her 177 cm tall figure and sharp gaze, it was as if an extraordinarily tempting maid had appeared out of nowhere.

She looked around and discovered the Saintess was in the same situation.

Silver-white hair adorned with a white maid headdress had somehow become… rather cute…?

Her petite frame now served as the perfect seasoning, making one want to pat the Saintess’s head and hold her in their arms like pampering a kitten.

“The Knight Order never taught things like this.”

Simona’s words seemed to hint at something to the others, or perhaps she was speaking to herself.

She still remembered that in the Knight Order, when they met each other, it had not been this gentle and soft, like little girls playing house and acting out warm roles.

But this was no mere child’s play—they had indeed become brainwashed warriors of the Evil God, while also serving as sacrifices to that evil being’s wicked tastes.

—Every time she thought this way, Simona grew even more resolute.

Yet suddenly, she felt that the Saintess seemed a little expectant?

From earlier, the Saintess had been quietly asking about Gabriella.

However, Elsa and Tina soon redirected their attention back to Simona.

They sat on her left and right, each linking arms with her, cheeks drawing close, reaching out to adjust the strands of hair at her temples.

“Holy Queen Your Majesty, don’t be so tense~ It’s much more relaxed here than on the human side. You don’t need to think about anything~” Elsa chuckled lightly.

“I am the king of humanity.”

“It’s alright. Look how well Miss Saintess has adapted~?”

“That’s all because you coerced her.”

“Holy Queen Your Majesty is really cute.” Elsa covered her mouth and laughed.

Simona’s face finally grew somewhat hot.

Since leaving the academy, she had rarely been this close with other girls.

Being pulled by the hand and pressed together had once been an extremely happy thing for her.

She had longed for friends to accompany her, but later, for the sake of her mission, she knew only she could assume the important role of Holy Queen.

Tina and Elsa were perhaps in the same situation—their weaknesses had been seized by the Evil God, sinking them into this false beauty.

She could not lose here.

Simona nodded. If there were no issues, work should begin now.

“I’ll show Holy Queen Your Majesty around and familiarize you with what a maid should do.”

Tina said this while linking arms with her.

“Lady Gabriella took care of us the same way before. Since Miss Holy Queen wants to become a maid, you should start from this step too.”

Simona remembered that the Ice Saint, Miss Tina, had never been very expressive, yet now when she spoke, she seemed extremely happy—and very expectant?

But this also confirmed her suspicions.

It was the controlled Gabriella who had brainwashed both her and Elsa.

Using human weaknesses for brainwashing.

What a wicked and cruel method.

Could the Saintess hold out?

“I will earnestly complete the tasks you assign me.” She nodded, showing a somewhat proactive attitude, though her tone was extremely cold.

“Why do I feel like the Holy Queen is acting like a knight?” Elsa laughed.

“Miss Simona was originally the most outstanding knight, after all.”

Tina said, looking at Elsa.

“Little Elsa, being so affectionate might make Holy Queen Your Majesty dislike you.”

“Ugh, stupid Tina—you’re my junior, right?”

“As the senior, you should show more maturity, stupid Elsa.”

Simona watched their exchange, feeling a trace of sorrow amid the warmth.

She was first taken to the laundry room and kitchen, where there were many demon maids.

But they did not appear to be transformed humans; rather, they were purely high-ranking demons.

As expected of the Demon King’s elite—even the maids were high-tier demons comparable to royal knights?

Then.

Simona met Gabriella.

At that moment, Gabriella was in the dining hall, speaking with the Demon King about something.

She wore a maid outfit similar to that of her younger sister, Elsa, standing behind the Demon King who was dining.

The table was laden with delicious food—an incredibly lavish spread for breakfast.

Such a high-quality lifestyle was truly enviable… It seemed the demons’ standard of living was far better than the rumors suggested.

At least the Demon King suffered no grievances.

But.

What Simona could not understand was the relationship between Gabriella and the Demon King.

At that moment, Isabella had her head tilted, as if her attention was not on the dining table, but on Gabriella.

A faint, almost imperceptible blush was written on her hesitant face.

She held Gabriella’s hand.

“Wife~ Really, won’t you consider it?”

“We can talk about that kind of thing at night, stupid Demon King~♡”