Chapter 107: Please Give Me a Chance to Make Amends~

“Pam… pering?”

Simona hadn’t expected Liya to answer like that.

She thought she would face severe punishment.

For example, like Gabriella before, locked in a room, with Liya, who liked her, doing all sorts of things that made her feel incredibly ashamed just thinking about them—she would be blindfolded, wearing a gag that prevented her from making sounds.

Or telling the Demon King, then letting the already fallen Gabriella punish her, ravaging her and the Silver-White Sword Empress’s dignity.

But in the end, that didn’t happen.

Liya was like a patient big sister.

“Yes, doesn’t Simona just want my pampering? Your mind full of punishment, but actually wanting me to do something to you, right?”

“I, don’t have that idea…”

“Is that true?”

Liya tilted her head.

“Little Simona could clearly pretend nothing happened, because this was originally an unintentional act, right? But you insisted on telling me—why is that?”

“…” 

Simona didn’t know. 

Shouldn’t Liya’s first suspicion be on her? 

How many loving brains does this guy have… Does she really like me?

But, if it’s about wanting to be punished…

Simona realized she wasn’t afraid of Liya’s punishment from the bottom of her heart, precisely because of her attitude.

Liya treated her quite well.

Ever since coming to the residential palace, the demons seemed to have never treated her as an enemy.

It was just her alone, constantly thinking of ways to save Gabriella, treating the demons as evil.

Especially Liya.

Although she was still a demon who wanted to demonify her, compared to five years ago, she was much gentler.

Simona even had a moment of indulgence in her pampering; that feeling was like wandering in an ocean of cotton candy.

Actually, the current Liya was the same.

Lifting her chin, this action was like a precursor to endlessly exploring and taking from her heart.

But it was very comfortable—where did she learn it from?

“Wu…”

Simona fell back, lying on the soft bedding. 

Cool nectar came from the corner of her lips, and after gently wiping it away, it was blocked by warm lips.

If the punishment was just this, then accept it.

Foolish Master Liya, actually sheltering me in this way—it seems she’s just fallen into the net of love.

The more Simona cooperated, the more she felt the punishment couldn’t be this simple.

Suddenly, a heat surged into her mouth, accompanied by a tingling current that spread to her lower abdomen, making her instinctively let out a sound.

“Ah…”

She recalled back in the evil tree, being defiled day and night; her past self had also fallen like this.

But Master Liya at that time wasn’t this gentle and sweet.

“I’ll use more darkness to erode your body, Little Simona. This time, I won’t let you go—just treat it as the [punishment] you want. Anyway, you can’t leave me anymore, right?”

“Master, that’s too much; I have no room to answer…”

“Anyway, you like it a lot, right? Absorb it all into your body with force.”

Shadows pierced from her fingertips into Simona’s chest, seeping through her fair soft flesh into her skin, caressing her delicate body, making her start to twitch lightly again. 

Only that slightly flushed face was lifted for a deep kiss.

Each time, she felt herself getting closer to that past demon; her body was undergoing an irreversible change. 

This was originally dangerous, but her body subconsciously denied it and continued to accept the other’s caresses.

Very strange, very comfortable.

Because the so-called demonification wouldn’t erase memories.

So everything she thought seemed shackled, yet indistinguishable.

The current Simona only felt that Liya was great.

Deep in her heart, that long-lonely soul cheered and whispered in her ear, telling her to abandon all so-called disputes and grudges, to submit under this woman’s skirt, just like five years ago.

…

Absolutely, impossible.

I am human, the Holy Queen of humans—how could I lose to a so-called demon because of love?

She loves me very much; even if it’s sincere, I should have responsibility.

I shouldn’t be hurt by Philina, nor be bewitched.

I am the queen.

But a queen should have her own selfish desires, right?

As long as her thinking isn’t bewitched, she can still follow humanity’s will as before.

The Holy Queen hasn’t changed, her stance hasn’t wavered, and love hasn’t been abandoned.

So,

What’s wrong with accepting this darkness?

Simona’s pupils dimmed, covered in a layer of darkness, accepting the answer in her heart—as if briefly merging with the her that accepted Liya.

Very comfortable~

Like Liya’s pampering.

A dark golden tail swayed behind her; the holiness in her golden pupils was gone, leaving only a bit of ghostly charm.

“Ah.”

“Wu…”

“Liya, Master~”

“Please give me a chance to make amends♡”

…

At the same time, Gabriella was still completely unaware of Simona’s encounter.

She only knew things were a bit awkward; the pregnancy preparation book in her hand was a bit hard to put down.

…

“Wu~”

Gabriella stretched lazily, simply relaxing.

She suddenly felt that saving humanity was a long and arduous task; now, no matter what, having to give birth to a child for the Demon King was somewhat exciting.

She put the small notebook full of notes in her bosom; on the side, the Saintess Loli had quietly fallen asleep on the table.

Her hands were on the table, legs naturally closed inward; according to Tina, she was a girl who appeared serious but was infinitely gentle inside.

She reached out and touched Loli’s head; the latter made a sound.

“Wu… Gabrie.”

“Hey, dummy.”

Gabriella looked at Loli making sounds; this guy had accompanied her for an afternoon and fell asleep from midday drowsiness.

But more likely, her lifespan was almost at an end.

Fairies weren’t immortal; the weapons they attached to were their essence.

Even reinforced and caressed by various magics, the “unrepairable” label on that apprentice iron sword was still unforgettable for Gabriella.

However, since she was a spirit, signing a [Contract] was the best opportunity.

At that time, she would break free from the sword’s constraints and become her fairy.

However.

If she signed the contract directly, her body would be purified by the [Pure Spring].

Lord Isabella’s efforts would be in vain.

That dummy would definitely look at me with a silly expression, then start doubting herself; demons in love were as easy to bully as little girls.

Even the Demon King was no exception.

Thus, Gabriella drew out the second black-leather magic book in her hand; eerie patterns leaped on it—at a glance, it was a forbidden book of dark magic. 

The yellow patterns on it had witnessed countless ages.

However, the content of this book was exactly what Gabriella needed.

“[Demonification Ritual]”

It was also the demonification curse, the final step to becoming Isabella’s thing.