“Demon King Your Majesty?”
Loli lifted her head, but the tears at the corners of her eyes had not yet dried.
When she looked at Isabella with teary eyes, the other was also taken aback for a moment.
Isabella had just finished her work—simply put, scheduling the frontline demon armies.
Hearing that Gabriella had come to the tea room, she had come here to find her.
She had gathered her courage to clearly discuss the matter of the child with Gabriella, but unexpectedly, only the Saintess remained in the tea room.
She knew this Saintess—one of humanity’s strongest, arguably the most powerful existence aside from the Holy Queen.
She also mastered many magical technologies, yet in Gabriella’s strategy, she had still chosen to submit to the demons.
Was it really like that?
Isabella had originally been somewhat doubtful, but since it was Gabriella’s method, she had agreed.
Now, Tina and Elsa were almost completely turning into demons.
Isabella looked at her teary eyes and, unsure what had happened, simply nodded for the moment.
The Saintess suddenly stood up, prepared tea for her, and skillfully presented it.
“Demon King Your Majesty, please have some tea.”
“Mmm, thank you.”
Isabella smiled and nodded.
Seeing the grievance in the Saintess’s eyes, she still decisively asked: “What happened between you and Gabriella?”
“I—”
The Saintess Loli paused for a moment, then the corners of her mouth unexpectedly curved upward slightly, as if remembering something happy.
“She gave me a name—Loli.”
“You didn’t have a name before?”
“No.”
The Saintess spoke truthfully; she didn’t feel she should conceal anything from the Demon King.
She even said with some pride:
“I had no name. I am Lady Gabriella’s one and only. Only she can give me a name—call me Loli.”
Isabella was momentarily surprised.
One and only?!
It couldn’t be one of Gabriella’s romantic entanglements from the human side, could it?
But the Saintess Loli quickly explained: “I am her most important weapon, and the last surviving fairy in the world. We are not lovers.”
“I see.”
Isabella nodded.
She was certainly aware of the existence of fairies.
She wanted to know how a fairy, extinct for so long, could still be alive, but compared to that, she was more interested in Gabriella’s past.
“You were formerly Gabriella’s weapon?”
“Yes.”
She nodded in acknowledgment, maintaining an elegant and dignified posture.
“I was her most important weapon in the past. I accompanied her through her academy days and was her very first weapon.”
“Can you continue telling me about Gabriella’s past?” Isabella crossed her legs, asking with great interest.
Her pupils shone with deep purple light, yet the evil aura she released did not cause the Saintess Loli even the slightest fear.
“Lady Gabriella~” Thinking of this, a warm flower bloomed on the Saintess’s somewhat stiff face.
“She is my master. For my sake, she was even willing to give up many precious treasured swords—not even excluding the holy sword.”
“Holy sword? But when she came to subjugate me, she carried the holy sword.”
“That’s because I had already broken. She preserved me.”
“It seems you truly are an important existence to Gabriella.”
The two chatted for quite a while.
Loli mentioned Gabriella’s life at the academy.
Normally, she rarely interacted with others.
When someone tried to strike up a conversation, she never responded—basically only a fixed few people could talk to her.
She was extremely proud.
Yet the pride of the Silver-White Sword Empress was accepted by others, because she was a hero.
The Heavenly Hammer Sage had made several prophecies of catastrophe—disasters or attacks on humanity by wild demon settlements.
Gabriella had always been active on the battlefield.
Faced with questions and doubts, she never refuted them, simply continuing to pursue the justice in her heart.
In truth, Gabriella was also a kind girl.
Though on the surface she seemed unwilling to concern herself with Simona and her own younger sister, often sending them away and avoiding meetings, she would unhesitatingly help them resolve any difficulties.
Irrelevant to the Heavenly Hammer Sage’s prophecies—she was a good best friend, a good master, and a good older sister.
“Back then, I was abandoned on the battlefield, buried in the soil for countless days.”
The Saintess Loli said this, a blush on her face.
“She dug me out.
Only later did I learn that she spent half her assets and a large number of magical items to find me again.
After sending her scholarship to her sister, there wasn’t much left.”
“Wife…”
Isabella also recalled that Gabriella who was a bit strict with her words.
Wasn’t that exactly the her from earlier?
She wanted a child, yet Gabriella had been a little nervous, a little angry—perhaps somewhat dissatisfied with her behavior.
But Gabriella had never left.
Even after recovering her memories, she still did her utmost to fulfill her duties as a wife.
“Demon King Your Majesty.”
The Saintess Loli suddenly stepped closer.
“Lady Gabriella is a gentle girl, but… I think, to completely capture her heart, you should be a bit more proactive.
That way you can truly reach her inner self.”
Isabella suddenly recalled the feeling from the past, when she was dominated by the Evil God’s emotions.
At that time, Gabriella had already recognized her own heart.
It was just that she might still have some hesitation, not daring to mention recovering her memories…
Yet she had still chosen her.
Just as she was about to make a decision, the Saintess Loli added:
“Demon King Your Majesty, my body possesses the power to purify Lady Gabriella.
If you don’t hurry and turn her into a demon, I’m going to turn her back into a human, okay?”
Faced with what seemed like a threat, Isabella felt no sense of crisis.
She stood up and chuckled lightly:
“I understand, Saintess—no… Miss Loli. Thank you for your trust in me.”
“It’s all for Lady Gabriella’s sake, after all.”
Seeing the Demon King Your Majesty make a decision, the Saintess Loli grew happy as well.
Using what Gabriella and Liya had taught her, she once again lifted her skirt in a curtsy.
“Conversing with you has truly been a pleasure.”
Golden long hair, neat and smooth under the headdress’s adornment, with two beautiful braids hanging straight to her waist, adding a touch of approachable cuteness to this tall, intellectual big sister.
She had a pair of golden pupils, like a burning sun.
Yet… within that holy radiance, demonic slit pupils had replaced the original ones.
“Simona, good morning.”
“Gabriella…”
At eleven in the morning, Gabriella and Simona met in the lounge.
Lunch had been left to Elsa and Tina, giving her just the right time to meet Simona and ask about the Saintess.
Coincidentally, Simona had also been looking for her, seemingly wanting to share some intelligence.
However, Gabriella looked at her already demonified eyes and momentarily didn’t know what to say.
Nor how to comfort her.
“Holy Queen Miss Simona, are you alright?”
“Don’t look at me with those eyes, Gabriella…”
Simona lowered her head in shame, as if saying she hadn’t expected things to reach this point either.