Isabella was probing.
They had returned to the bedchamber.
Just this afternoon, she along with Elsa, Lia, and Tina quickly received contact from Olivia.
Olivia laid out the entire plan.
After unanimous discussion, they decided not to act against the Heavenly God for now but to continue probing.
They would probe the Heavenly God’s abilities and power.
Olivia had said her power possessed “Insight” and “Analysis” abilities.
They were quite terrifying.
In battle, she was as elusive as a ghost.
Her immense strength could even lift an entire mountain range.
They had to be cautious.
During this period, they also had to ensure Gabrielle’s safety.
Coincidentally, the Heavenly God Cress also cared deeply about Gabrielle.
No one knew what her intentions were.
By a stroke of luck, Isabella had taken on the role of the Silver-White Sword Emperor’s personal bodyguard.
The so-called personal bodyguard was essentially a harmless, soft and sweet maid.
Isabella had initially felt some resistance to playing the role of a maid.
It was not that she didn’t want to.
She felt she wouldn’t be good at it and might drag the entire plan down, doing more harm than good for Gabrielle.
After Olivia’s persuasion, Isabella recalled that she lived side by side with the world’s most outstanding maid every day.
Even without experience, she should have seen enough.
Moreover, her job was not standing guard in the hall or cleaning.
She only needed to cook.
So she temporarily handed the Demon King’s Army matters over to Lia.
After planning the operation, she set off for the mansion in the Holy Royal Capital.
Originally she was just delivering the meal.
Yet on the way she sensed a familiar emotion…
It was the “Evil God” personality stirring eagerly.
By now Isabella had basically lost all wariness toward the Evil God personality.
First, she held almost complete dominance over the body.
Second, the Evil God was gradually merging with her into one.
Her emotions, her wishes, and her memories were all gradually assimilating.
This was not a complicated process to begin with.
[She] was in almost the same situation.
Isabella switched personalities with a single thought.
Whether it was her or the Evil God, both were worried about the same issue.
—How much of her memory had Gabrielle recovered?
Did she hate her? Had she already reached a consensus with the Heavenly God and acknowledged each other?
Isabella’s feelings were far more complicated than anyone could imagine.
The Evil God side of her was even more hurried and urgent.
She desperately wanted to know Gabrielle’s thoughts.
However, what she wanted to know was not merely an answer or an attitude.
What she wanted to understand was all of Gabrielle.
That was why she had come and said those words earlier, even at the risk of being discovered by the Heavenly God.
“Have you remembered everything?”
Gabrielle smiled. “Mm~ I’ve remembered some things.”
Gabrielle’s expression became playful.
She read the meaning behind Isabella’s words and continued in a gentle, teasing tone.
“What exactly are you referring to?”
Isabella did not know how to answer.
She nervously lowered her head.
Was it about the pain, or the sweetness?
She never knew what the next taste would be.
Gabrielle’s action completely took her by surprise.
She reached out, stroked her cheek, and rubbed the soft, tender white flesh under her chin, looking at her with doting eyes.
“Does Miss Isabella not know either~?”
“Uu~”
Isabella curled up.
She was much easier to handle than Gabrielle had imagined.
Gabrielle suddenly felt that she had indeed never lost.
Everything was under her control.
If there was a “Favorability” value above Isabella’s head, it should have been completely filled by now.
Gabrielle did not know how to subtly express the pink that had turned into love.
Those events from who knows how many years ago?
Foolish Isabella, like an abandoned child at the bottom of the abyss, craving her caresses.
Those fragile little eyes pretending to be cold, that petite figure, and that kind heart.
Gabrielle placed her hand on her shoulder, then on her back.
The maid dress design was almost the same as in the bedchamber.
Her smooth back was bound by straps.
One could clearly feel the heat emanating from her passionately beating heart.
“Does it feel good?”
“Mm.” Isabella nodded.
She had still been immersed in the caress.
When released, her eyes widened again as she gazed longingly at the departing hand.
This was how it had been touched before.
It was getting late.
Isabella finished clearing the dining table.
Finally, with one last lingering look at Gabrielle, she pushed the meal cart and left the master bedroom.
Cress was waiting right outside the door.
She watched Isabella’s departing back for a long time without shifting her gaze.
Just now she had also seen the scene of Gabrielle caressing Isabella.
Cress could not understand at all why Gabrielle was treating Miss Isabella, the captain of the royal knights, so kindly.
Was the reason only that they had met before?
Cress looked at Gabrielle, who had lain back down on the bed.
Her silver hair shimmered like a sparkling silver-white diamond waterfall.
Her porcelain-like skin seemed to have absorbed the pure white moonlight, transforming into beautiful jade.
It was like an artwork meticulously carved by the gods.
“Lady Gabrielle.”
“Oh?”
“What is your relationship with Isabella?”
Gabrielle’s face showed no extra emotion. “We met once before, that’s all.”
“I said she was dangerous, and she might even be an apostle of the Evil God.”
“Mm, I remember. That’s why I kept my distance from her~ I won’t let the Evil God take me away.” Gabrielle’s answer was flawless.
The cross in Cress’s eyes flickered with a faint light in the shadows.
She clearly had many doubts but did not ask them all at once.
Gabrielle leaned against the headboard, pulling up the blanket.
She interlaced her fingers and placed them on her knees, propping up a small hill with the blanket.
Many beautiful scenes flashed through her eyes.
“The food she made was delicious. I’m very satisfied. She put a lot of heart into it, so I praised her a little.”
“Yes, of course. It’s just cooking… such a simple thing…”
Could Cress understand?
When putting her heart into it, a warm smile appeared on her face.
Cress recalled the scene of Gabrielle stroking Isabella’s head.
When their relationship had become so close, Cress did not know the reason.
Although she could not directly connect the dots, a vague figure appeared in Cress’s mind: someone busy in the kitchen with the same silver hair as Gabrielle.
After finishing dinner, she would also show a happy smile, as if longing for praise.
“Heart?”
The Heavenly God Cress rarely felt this puzzled.
She did not understand what Gabrielle meant.
It was necessary to consult Olivia.
If Isabella could do it and Olivia could do it, then I could do it too.
It’s just cooking after all.
This way, Gabrielle would gradually understand me.