Gabriella’s impression of the Saintess was extremely vague.
She knew Simona, knew Tina and Elsa, these girls who had shared a past with her.
But the Saintess felt like a character who had appeared out of nowhere.
What made Gabriella find it even stranger was the familiar aura emanating from this Saintess.
It was as if an old friend had possessed the body of a complete stranger and taken the initiative to greet her.
“Lady Gabriella… I…”
The moment the Saintess opened her mouth, she began to stammer.
“What’s wrong? Are you getting used to the environment here?”
“I’m… okay.”
“Mmm~ That’s good.”
Gabriella gave her a very gentle smile.
Although she still hoped humans could return to the Church soon, she tried her best to care for these human girls.
One reason was to set an example for the other maids and maintain a warm atmosphere.
Another was to build good relationships, making it easier to coordinate plans in the future.
Tina and Elsa, those two idiots, were exceptions!
They had definitely misunderstood something.
Ever since Elsa started infusing Tina with dark power, things had spiraled out of control.
Gabriella couldn’t help but worry about their future…
If they really turned into demons, wouldn’t they have to serve as maids here forever?
They were highly respected human warriors, after all.
If they went missing or were captured, who knew what chain reactions that would trigger!
This strange chain reaction “repaid” Gabriella in a very short time.
Now Holy Queen Miss Simona and the Saintess had both ended up in the residential palace?!
Humanity was truly finished.
“Lady Gabriella, are you… in love right now?”
At that moment, the Saintess somehow shyly asked this question.
Gabriella was a little surprised.
Like Tina and Elsa, when they saw her they had all suspected whether she had fallen, and explaining it was quite troublesome.
But unlike the other humans, the Saintess seemed so obedient?
“Woo, let’s just say yes.”
“As I thought. Lady Gabriella, I can help you think of ways to please her. You can use me—it’s no problem.”
Saying this, the Saintess struck a cute pose, then seemed to remember something and lifted her skirt in a curtsy.
Though it was a bit awkward, compared to her idiot younger sister and the others, it was even better.
As if she had practiced it privately many times, especially to perform in front of her.
“There aren’t that many tasks for you right now~” Gabriella patted the Saintess’s head—this was a reward for a cute, obedient maid.
“You’re already doing great.”
The Saintess’s face turned red.
At that moment, Gabriella suddenly remembered something important and asked: “By the way, what name should I call you?”
The Saintess clearly hesitated; this question seemed to touch a soft spot deep in her heart.
Though a fleeting sadness passed through her eyes, Gabriella caught it all.
“Whatever Lady Gabriella calls me, that’s what I am.”
Gabriella was momentarily shocked.
Could this idiot Saintess have already been hypnotized by Liya or some high-tier demon?
Yet the aura she gave off was not something an ordinary high-tier demon could subdue.
By rough estimate, she was at least Saint-level, touching the threshold of Emperor-level—a powerhouse.
In other words, her strength surpassed even the current Tina and Elsa, and she could not be easily brainwashed or controlled.
Yet why did she show such wholehearted loyalty to the demons?
What kind of mindset could make the universally admired Saintess submit to the demons…
Perhaps she had her own plans and ideas, just like Tina.
Gabriella wanted to suspect the girl from many angles, but she had no reason to.
The Saintess was like a child she had once abandoned—who suddenly recognized her identity but didn’t dare say it outright, instead cautiously drawing closer bit by bit with sincere feelings.
Gabriella knew she was overthinking it.
In this game, she had never had any emotional entanglements with anyone, let alone a child.
She observed the Saintess and probed:
“May I ask what work Liya arranged for you?”
The Saintess answered word for word: “She asked me to assist you and help you.”
“I see.”
The residential palace was indeed short-handed right now.
Seeing the Saintess had no other requests, Gabriella began cleaning the second-floor corridor.
The Saintess followed closely behind, fetching water, changing water, wiping the walls.
She carefully poured out the dirty water, then brought back a bucket of clean water, earnestly completing every task.
She seemed to have no opinions about any of it, nor any desire to express views.
Gabriella found an opportunity and, while the Saintess stepped out to the washroom, casually asked: “You’re human, right? May I ask why you chose to stay?”
The Saintess fell silent once more.
Though the Saintess’s importance to humanity was less than the Holy Queen’s, she absolutely held a significant position.
It was said the current Saintess led the priest corps, creating many magic arrays and magical devices daily, contributing power to humanity’s “Tower of Magical Knowledge.”
Her and the Holy Queen’s disappearance would surely cause an uproar among humans and heighten the conflict between demons and humans.
Gabriella didn’t want to help either side—she simply felt war was unnecessary.
Even if Isabella would certainly emerge victorious, it would still stain her hands.
So she continued probing:
“Actually, I can send you back, Miss Saintess.”
“I… I don’t want to…”
At this, the originally calm girl suddenly began to whimper.
As if coming here had been exactly what she wished for, and leaving would be no different from punishment.
Seeing this, Gabriella felt a slight pang in her heart.
But she was truly sorry—she really didn’t know who the Saintess’s true identity was.
She comforted her:
“Whether you want to stay or not is entirely up to you~ With me here, you’re free.”
“Nn, I know.”
The rest of the work went very smoothly with the Saintess’s cooperation.
Gabriella even had the illusion that the Saintess was another experienced maid.
Or perhaps… someone familiar with her habits~?
Her learning ability was as precise as a computer’s calculations—at first a little clumsy, then flowing smoothly.
There was still plenty of time after finishing the work.
Gabriella planned to take the chance to ask about the Saintess’s background.
Once, the prophecy of the “Heavenly Hammer Sage” had made Gabriella complete many large and small campaigns and missions.
Perhaps she really had forgotten some important figures.
In the tea room, the two sat facing each other at a corner table.
But the one who spoke first to ask a question was not Gabriella.
“Lady Gabriella… I have a question.”
“Mmm, go ahead~”
“Do you currently… have a weapon that suits you?”