“How was it, wife~? Was my acting okay?”
Meanwhile, in the dining hall.
The Demon King looked at Gabriella in her arms with a beaming smile.
After Simona left, the forceful expression on her face melted into gentle pampering.
She stroked the top of Gabriella’s head while asking with a laugh.
The girl sitting in the Demon King’s lap tilted her head, the blush still lingering on her cheeks.
She suddenly understood Isabella’s intent and “scolded” the Isabella holding her with a tone of exasperated affection.
“Demon King Your Majesty is such a true idiot.”
Just moments ago.
Gabriella had been embraced and kissed by this golden-haired fool, toyed with like a possession of the Evil God—seduced, kissed, and forcibly made to do excessive things.
But soon, all of Isabella’s earlier forcefulness vanished.
She… had been acting?!
“Demon King Your Majesty, that was a bit much.”
She looked at Isabella with a aggrieved expression.
Remembering the promise she had made in front of her.
Bearing heirs, having children… Damn you, Isabella!
Suddenly, Isabella also realized the issue—she seemed to have spoiled her wife’s mood?
She hurriedly took the initiative to admit fault:
“Don’t be angry, Lady Wife~ I… didn’t mean it.I was just thinking that if it could help… Little Gabriella surely wanted to rehearse, so I pretended…”
As she spoke, she began to stammer again.
Gabriella was momentarily at a loss for what sound to make.
First, she had no idea the Demon King was acting.
Second, this idiot had gone too far in the act—her tail had actually gone in!
After Simona left, Isabella had fearfully withdrawn it, apologizing profusely as if she had hurt her.
Finally, after finishing the performance, this idiot just looked at her with an extremely girlish, innocent expression—and said nothing more.
I was clearly already prepared.
I had… already exposed my most vulnerable part, letting her infuse the darkness.
Isabella was truly the stupidest person in the world!
“Mean it or not?” Gabriella tilted her head.
“I-I…”
Isabella’s face flushed crimson as she turned her head away, as if pouting.
Yet her hesitant demeanor seemed to admit her mistake, as if she would accept any punishment from Gabriella without complaint.
“I… did such excessive things to you before, made such disrespectful moves toward you…
I was afraid you’d remember.”
“Demon King Your Majesty, didn’t you say last time that you’d never let me go again, that you’d completely claim me and make me your apostle?”
“Yes…”
“Then what exactly is Demon King Your Majesty afraid of?”
Gabriella did not get off her, instead wrapping her arms around Isabella’s neck and continuing to ask.
“Having a child is a big deal, wife.”
“So in plain terms, Isabella just wants me to bear your child?”
“That’s not it…” Isabella shook her head desperately.
“No, it’s not that.
I just want to have with Gabriella… um, yes, proof of our love.
Actually, anything is fine.
Whatever wife wants is okay—I respect wife’s thoughts.”
Gabriella fell silent.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, then opened them again, looking at Isabella with an expression devoid of any smile.
“Then do you want a child or not?”
“Woo.” Isabella hesitated.
“Idiot.”
Before she could finish, while Isabella was still hesitating, Gabriella released her, got off her body, straightened the clothes that now carried many scents, and walked straight toward the door, leaving Isabella alone in the dining hall.
This was the first time Gabriella had looked so angry!
Isabella panicked.
She had been so close to the right answer just now.
But she hadn’t said it.
Gabriella’s reaction was indeed very special…
As the Demon King, how could she not understand her wife’s feelings?
Having a child was exhausting.
Especially for a demon’s spouse—becoming pregnant, then nurturing the child with magic and milk.
For Gabriella, it meant a complete transformation of identity.
That was why Isabella hadn’t said it outright for the moment.
Wife clearly loves me so much, yet I can’t fulfill her wishes.
Back on the battlefield, to protect me from harm, Gabriella even turned against her former friends and expressed her love to me.
She loves me too much…
Isabella knew she was wrong.
She had to catch up to Gabriella.
She stood, but by the time she reached the door Gabriella had gently closed, the corridor was already empty when she opened it again.
“Wife~”
Isabella’s face was flushed.
She resolved to make things clear with Gabriella about the child.
This time, she absolutely could not back down.
After leaving the dining hall, Gabriella headed straight to the maids’ lounge.
This couldn’t continue.
She wanted to stimulate Isabella a little, make her more decisive.
That was why she pretended to be a bit angry, to throw a small tantrum.
Gabriella did feel a little temperamental.
She didn’t want to be someone who spoke in riddles.
Some things had to be said outright, even if it was just acting.
Isabella truly respected her, not treating childbirth as her duty, but confirming bit by bit, drawing closer to her heart, seeking her consent.
Gabriella’s escape wasn’t entirely because she was angry.
She was also hesitating.
Isabella had suddenly wanted a child.
The confession at the Black Stone Mountains was perhaps the spark for all this.
But
If this were a normal romance, the one getting pregnant should be the love interest, Isabella, right?
Yet this idiot actually wanted her to get pregnant!
Truth be told, Gabriella’s feelings about having a child were not dislike, but great apprehension.
If she truly became pregnant, it would mean fully falling into demonhood.
Completing the transformation into a demon required a 【ritual】—demonification was not easy, especially for someone whose body held pure power like hers.
So it was still too early.
Yet if she really did become pregnant, Gabriella felt a little dread.
It was said that once a demon became pregnant, she could not escape becoming a pampered wife.
Though she had always played the role of a pampered wife, she wasn’t actually one, hey!
And there would be another life in her belly, one worthy of care.
A child possessing both the Silver-White Sword Empress’s and the Demon King’s power—what kind of terrifying existence would that become? It was simply unimaginable.
And one more thing
There had been a moment when she actually wanted to submit to Isabella, to let her completely claim her.
What a frightening thought.
Could it be that she was slightly falling too deep, even wanting to turn the act into reality?
“Master, child.”
Gabriella’s gaze grew hazy.
If this time she had hurt Isabella and awakened some of the Evil God’s memories…
Then any punishment would be her own doing.
Suddenly, her eyes locked onto a silver-haired girl.
The girl cautiously approached, gazing at her with those golden eyes.
“Lady Gabriella…?”
“Miss Saintess.”
Gabriella smiled in greeting as well.
This Saintess who had become a maid alongside Simona always gave off a familiar aura.