Chapter 177: The Evil God Wants to Know~

The maiden knelt before the cross. 

Black patterns crawled all over her legs. 

Her upright, delicate body was a picture of obedience to the command. 

Her vacant eyes stared at the heart-shaped tail. 

She reached out with both hands and gently grasped it, carefully pulling it closer to her face. 

A pair of hands wrapped around her head and pressed down gently…

“Mmm…”

“Ha, Gabriella, my wife~?”

“Mhm.”

She toyed with and savored the softness that came from Isabella, as if she were caressing her very soul. 

Those cross-shaped pupils were filled with bewitching charm—a desecration of all that was holy. 

The Evil God-sama’s tail was incredibly soft. 

If she wished, it could become more dangerous than the sharpest blade in the world. 

Yet when played with like this, it felt like nothing more than a small, fluffy toy. 

As if reacting on instinct, several strands of sweet shadow emerged from the trembling tail. 

With her head held firmly in place, Gabriella took every bit of it in. 

The shadow entered her body and shot straight toward her soul. 

It felt like being pierced by a sharp sword, yet there was no pain—only pure, unrefined shadow that Isabella hadn’t adjusted, flooding into her. 

“Aaah…” 

Just the thought that this was the Evil God’s Gift filled her with even greater delight. 

After they separated, Gabriella licked the glistening fluid at the corner of her mouth. 

She still hadn’t let go of the tail. 

“Evil God-sama~ Master, I like it… I love it, Master… Mmm… Wife, you…”

The Evil God’s body trembled. 

They seemed to have done many similar things before. 

If one ignored the acting, wasn’t this humiliating for her as a goddess? 

The Evil God couldn’t understand it. 

Not only did Gabriella feel no shame, she was using this sacred body to obey—and even please—her! 

Every time, it made the Evil God feel more guilty inside. 

She really likes me.

“Wife, I like you so much~” 

The Evil God muttered. 

She suddenly felt utterly embarrassed, her face burning hotter than she could bear. 

Looking at Gabriella’s unsatisfied expression, the Evil God felt like backing away for the first time. 

It was as if… 

All her probing had been meaningless. 

What made the Evil God even more anxious was that she didn’t know who Gabriella truly liked. 

This wasn’t something she had ever wanted to think about, but now she had no choice but to consider it. 

—Does Gabriella like the Evil God, or the Demon King? No, no, no—does she like me? Why am I even wondering about this? I shouldn’t like her at all.

Ugh!

The more the Evil God Isabella thought about it, the more ashamed she felt. 

At that moment, Gabriella tilted her head and looked at the girl who had released her, her eyes full of confusion. 

“Master~?” 

“Why aren’t you continuing?” 

“You… should pierce my body with this sword, just like I once did to you.” Gabriella said. 

She leaned her body slightly forward, drawing even closer to Isabella as if seeking approval—or rather, affection. 

“Master, weren’t you looking for revenge~?” 

“I… I…”

The Evil God finally retreated. 

In the past, the Evil God would have unhesitatingly “devoured” Gabriella. 

She would have used shadow to mercilessly test the limits of this holy body to see if she could completely dominate and claim her. 

Or she would have absorbed all that pure power into herself, savoring the satisfaction of revenge. 

Seeing a goddess fall would have filled her with uncontrollable joy. 

Then she would have given every last bit of the prepared shadow to the goddess. 

But now, the Evil God had no idea how to face Gabriella. 

Just looking at her face brought back countless memories of kissing. 

And that wasn’t even the worst part. 

She would remember how happy she had felt back then, and how sweet Gabriella had tasted. 

These were all signs that she liked Gabriella. 

Then her body would start acting strangely on its own. 

Her heart would race. 

Every time she thought like this, she would unconsciously call Gabriella “Wife.” 

She was no longer a hated nemesis, but a lovely girl who needed to be protected. 

She would give birth to adorable demon children—the crystallization of their love and affection. 

I like her so much.

She needed a moment to compose herself and calm these distracting emotions. 

“I…”

The Evil God wanted to forcefully fall asleep and let “her” take over. 

But she still hadn’t asked the question. 

Who exactly was that girl—that apostle who had once saved her? 

It couldn’t possibly be Gabriella, right? 

Why would she have such a strong obsession with resurrecting her? 

Logically speaking, it was a powerful being close to a god who couldn’t be manipulated. 

However, this time the words were much harder to say than before. 

It was like an unopened gift. 

The more she liked her, the less she dared to confirm it. 

She didn’t dare pull off the beautiful ribbon to reveal the love letter inside. 

But if she didn’t ask now, would she ever have the courage to say it out loud in the future? 

“Gabriella, is that girl… you?” 

Meanwhile, Gabriella had no idea about the foolish Evil God’s inner turmoil. 

She used to think the Evil God was just as silly as the current Isabella. 

But after the teasing earlier, Gabriella realized she had been completely wrong! 

Because the Evil God seemed even more foolish than Isabella right now! 

Just a little bit of provocation made the Evil God’s heart race. 

Merely tasting her tail had turned her into a startled little squirrel. 

She used to be able to toy with her on the bed without changing expression, but now she was acting as pure and inexperienced as a maiden who had never known intimacy. 

So cute.

“Who is this ‘girl’ you’re referring to, Evil God-sama~?” 

“The one who saved me… I mean, I want to know if it was you who saved me back then.” 

“Evil God-sama, I don’t know.” Gabriella replied with understanding. 

“I haven’t recovered my memories yet, so I can’t give you any definite answer. Please don’t let yourself fall into the shadows of the past either.” 

Gabriella tilted her head with a smile. 

“Someone did say that I was that girl. But I have to remember it myself before I can speak for her, don’t I? I won’t let Master bear everything alone.” 

The expression on Evil God Isabella’s face was complicated, but not particularly pained. 

Instead, she seemed to feel a sense of relief. 

It looked like she had already confirmed that the girl was Gabriella. 

Gabriella didn’t want to dwell on what had happened in the past. 

She would only take responsibility for the mistakes she had made. 

But at that critical moment, several images suddenly appeared in Gabriella’s mind. 

—Memories resurfacing along with the restoration of her goddess powers. 

Gabriella’s eyes became dazed. 

The scene before her pulled her into an illusion of memory. 

After that, it was like a slideshow that couldn’t be stopped, constantly switching scenes and dragging her deeper into the memory realm. 

She hadn’t wanted to think about these things, but the moment she came into contact with those images, the sense of physical restraint vanished. 

In its place was a special space within the illusion. 

White tiles shone brilliantly under a clear sky. 

In the fountain pool of the holy altar, several colorful goldfish swam about. 

Below the massive floating platform were nothing but pure white clouds and countless small white floating islands. 

On those islands stood orderly arranged buildings. 

It looked like a city built in the sky. 

“Upper Domain!”