Simona’s mindset had developed a small problem.
Gabriella’s fall had been witnessed entirely by her.
That body, trained to the extreme, could no longer offer even the slightest contribution to resisting the demons.
She would no longer don pure white armor, wear a silver insignia, and go on crusades to slay terrifying demons.
Instead, she would dedicate everything—including her mind and talents—to the Demon King.
She would even use that perfect body to bear the Demon King’s heirs, to continue her lineage, for her…
To take humanity’s strongest, the divine maiden of prophecy, turn her into a wife, corrupt her into an apostle… and then produce perfect children!
Simona dared not think further.
Was this the Evil God’s scheme?
Yet Simona felt something was off.
Gabriella looked so comfortable.
A blush involuntarily began to spread across her own face.
She had once had a similar relationship with a demon named “Liya.”
When she was bound and brainwashed by Liya, she had said many similar things.
At that time, she felt her dignity had fallen into a tool for lust.
The Holy Queen had become a slave to a demon, desperately using her body to please her enemy.
It was nothing short of utter humiliation.
She knew the current Gabriella was not the original her, and she did not want to become the Demon King’s forbidden plaything.
…
….
She turned and left.
Elsa and Tina followed behind without saying anything, as if this were perfectly normal.
Simona’s feelings were complicated.
They arrived at the lounge.
After drinking some tea, Simona set aside her heavy sense of mission and took the initiative to ask:
“They… are they always like this?”
Simona understood how difficult it was to return to one’s original self after being controlled by demons.
Back then, after leaving Liya, for a time she had still believed herself to be a warrior of the demons, an enemy of humanity.
Fortunately, she had regained her reason in time, concealed her demonic appearance, and fled to the palace’s holy water pool to purify herself.
The so-called holy water was water used in rituals and medicines that had been purified of demonic influence and infused with divine power.
Normally, just a small vial was enough to lift a curse caused by dark magic.
She had soaked in the holy water pool for three days and three nights before the horns and demonic markings on her body temporarily vanished.
Yet even after emerging from the pool, she would still involuntarily cry out, “Master Liya.”
At night, her body would burn with heat, her face flushed red.
Sometimes she even thought Liya was a scumbag.
For abandoning her, turning her back into a bad person all alone.
Returning her to a past with no companionship, where others kept their distance.
When she reclaimed the position of Holy Queen, this feeling became even more unbearably itchy in her heart.
She planned never to marry, and had no interest in men.
This had perhaps become a kind of curse in itself.
Then, in moments no one knew about, she would seek small objects to substitute for Master Liya.
The blush on her face and her soft hums were all while imagining Master Liya’s appearance.
—This kind of life had continued for over a year.
She had once considered searching for the Silver-White Sword Empress’s purification artifact to remove every curse from her body.
But in the end, she left it as it was—she could not continue depriving Gabriella of her legacy.
She understood the feeling of being controlled.
Just a few months of training had made it hard for her to maintain her resolve as a human.
Yet Gabriella had been captive and controlled by the Demon King for a full eight years.
She…
Could she really still be saved?
If Gabriella had already fully demonified, then the Saintess’s purification would, to her, be nothing more than the deadliest poison.
Elsa and Tina’s reply pulled her thoughts back to reality.
“Big Sister and the Evil God have always had a very good relationship. Wanting a child isn’t excessive at all.”
“What kind of child will be born?” Tina touched her chin. “Surely as beautiful as Elsa—hey, Elsa, let’s have a child too, okay?”
“What are you saying, idiot.”
Elsa took the chance to tap Tina’s head, not wanting her to think about such strange things.
At this moment, Tina seemed a little unconvinced.
She circled around Simona, took her hand, and draped an arm over her shoulders.
“Tina…?”
Elsa’s face turned red, just like her sister’s.
“Let’s make a bet. If Big Sister gets pregnant within a week, then I’ll let you get pregnant too.”
“Nn.”
Elsa’s face was already red beyond words.
“B-But… we’d have to wait until we’re all fully demons.”
“Fine, then I’ll help you out.” Tina continued in her defiant tone.
The two began clinging to each other, causing all the maids standing guard and cleaning nearby to blush, imagining what kind of heart-racing things the two powerful maids might do at night.
Faced with this scene, Simona lowered her head in even greater shame.
She could only begin thinking about how to save Grand Commander Miss and Ice Saint Miss—the two great generals of the past, now deeply in love with each other due to twisted emotions born from the psychological trauma of corruption.
Yet unexpectedly, the two former human maids, who had been entangled one second, the next second grabbed her left and right arms.
Here it comes again.
That feeling of escaping loneliness, of being liberated from responsibility.
“Holy Queen Your Majesty, we’re now going to take you to meet someone important.”
“Who?”
“The Head Maid.”
Simona immediately grew alert. She knew the demons likely had even more schemes ahead.
Even if tempted, with the lesson from before, she would not fall for it.
She would find an opportunity to save everyone here, just as Miss Gabriella had once saved humanity.
Head Maid?
It seemed she was another powerful high-tier demon.
But when they arrived at the first-floor parlor and Simona saw the Head Maid, her very soul began to tremble.
The Head Maid had beautiful purple hair, a tall figure like her own, and skin delicate and flawless.
In her brows hid a sensual gentleness—like a reliable big sister, or a wise and virtuous wife.
A pair of elegant horns curled on either side of her head, her demonic wings were neatly folded like dignified hands, and her heart-shaped tail swayed gracefully, giving a hint of vitality.
—This was the first impression most people had of Liya.
“You…” Simona felt as if she had been sealed in a frigid glacier.
At that moment, the Head Maid was still speaking to the Saintess—the new maid—about something.
“Cute little Saintess~ you can start with some easy tasks. I’ll try to arrange your work in the same area as Gabriella’s, just like Elsa and Tina.”
“Mmm… thank you, Miss Liya.”
The Saintess replied obediently, lifting her head slightly and looking at her with a very comfortable gaze, like a little sister accepting her gentle, sweet big sister.
And right then, the Head Maid greeted the three maids who had just come downstairs.
And locked eyes with Simona.
In that instant, Simona felt her soul trembling.
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