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Chapter 285: Lady Mother-in-Law

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Chapter 285: Lady Mother-in-Law

At almost the same time, the corridor outside Gabriella’s bedroom was especially quiet.

The end of the corridor was the master bedroom of this mansion. On both sides were a coffee room and an unused recreation hall.

A few more steps out was the rest area at the edge of the corridor, right next to the window.

Creis’s beautiful blue eyes radiated a faint glow as she gazed at the clouds rising under the moonlight outside the window, a bit lost in thought.

The time waiting for Isabella to hand over was long and full of anticipation. Creis was also a bit worried.

Today she had just learned how to cook several dishes from Olivia.

After these days she could more or less be considered to have completed her apprenticeship.

Creis had not asked about her daughter’s situation the entire day. In fact she had always suspected Gabriella was pregnant.

When the time came, how to take care of Gabriella, how to prepare nutrition for her, and also the education and upbringing of her granddaughter, were all problems.

If nothing unexpected happened, the child would be born at the beginning of next year.

Just as she was imagining the future like this, Isa’s footsteps made her subconsciously turn her head back as well.

She showed a smile, knowing it was time to go into the bedroom to look after Gabriella.

But Isa had no intention of leaving.

She came to Creis’s side and sat on the sofa opposite her.

Seeing she had something to say, Creis also stopped.

“Creis, I want to talk to you about some things.”

“Is it about Gabriella?”

“Yes, and also no.”

Seeing her serious appearance, Creis understood there was an important matter to discuss.

The golden maid-outfit hair ornament on Isabella’s head sparkled.

Isa went straight to the point. “It’s about Monastar. Speak.”

“Today Roselyn came to us and said some things about the Heavenly Oracle Envoys. Of course, she also gave me this thing.”

A dagger appeared in Isabella’s hand.

Under the moonlight the dagger reflected an orange luster.

On the surface it looked like a brand-new copper-alloy object, yet the power contained within it made Creis pause.

“Another weapon of this kind.”

“Yes. Letitia seems to have named them [Relics]. They want to seal you and make you lose your combat power.”

Creis took the dagger and examined the various patterns and structure on this dangerous weapon.

A flash of killing intent passed through her eyes, as if it could release a strong pressure.

Creis felt danger.

“What do the Heavenly Oracle Envoys want to do? They want to take my daughter away?”

“Yes. They think Gabriella is very dangerous here and want to send her to Monastar.”

As Isa spoke, a layer of gloom covered her eyes.

The killing intent she released even far surpassed that of Creis in front of her. Clearly she was a bit angry.

“On what basis do they put all the responsibility and fate on Gabriella… even though they never even tried to save her, not even once.”

“…I more or less understand you.”

Creis nodded. That gaze once again became as cold as in the past, as if facing a great enemy.

She had thought the Heavenly Oracle Envoys of Monastar would make a move against her, but she had not expected they would make a move against her at this very moment.

If not for Isa, she really might have been sealed by this relic.

Creis observed the dagger and fell into thought.

She calculated Isabella’s true identity, thinking about why she would take the initiative to help her.

Was it merely because they were friends?

Did Isa still have designs on her daughter?

In any case, with Isabella’s strength, if she carefully approached and then found a way to stab the dagger into her body… if it had been at that close a distance just now, she really would have succeeded.

Fortunately, Isa did not stand on the side of the Heavenly Oracle Envoys, but trusted Creis and directly handed the threatening weapon over to her.

This was a feeling Creis had never had before.

If Isa were an enemy, then the current her should already have been kneeling on the ground, perhaps even sent before Letitia to receive judgment.

And she herself was actually still doubting Isa’s identity.

Although more possibilities and conspiracies could not yet be ruled out, this time she really did owe Isabella a favor.

“I understand. Monastar really does want to deal with me first… This is a mistake I committed, so I should be the one to bear it.”

“Let’s solve this problem together.” Isabella smiled. “Didn’t Olivia teach you that we are a family~?”

Creis looked deeply at Isabella.

She seemed to understand something and nodded.

“It feels… very good.”

“What is Miss Creis saying?”

“Having you all by my side, I feel very at ease.”

Creis said this, but soon she seemed to notice something.

A trace of puzzlement flashed through her eyes, just like how she always maintained a certain sense of distance and wariness when treating Isabella.

Only, compared to the first time they met, this vigilance was already almost undetectable.

“Perhaps it’s because we are all the most important people to Gabriella.”

“Isa, can you tell me the truth?”

“What?” Isa was a bit surprised.

“I know you are not an ordinary Royal Knight. You are a very special person. I want to know your identity.” Creis’s eyes grew more and more serious.

Isabella would even mistakenly think this was a simple little girl who liked to get to the bottom of things.

However, that vast power inside her body constantly reminded Isabella that this was a Celestial God, a god in the true sense of a complete form.

“If I said I was once hostile to you as well?”

“It doesn’t matter. I only need to know who you actually are… We all have a past. I also don’t want Gabriella to be able to recall those former events.”

Creis lowered her head.

Her heart was struggling fiercely. This was the first time Isabella had seen Miss Celestial God so distressed.

The icy Miss Celestial God was actively changing herself by any means, yet also racing all the way toward the personality of a soft, glutinous little girl.

It really was cute.

“Mistakes can all be corrected, right? This is what Olivia told me.”

“Of course.” Isabella smiled. She reached out and stroked the top of Creis’s head, her voice carrying doting affection.

“From now on, I should call you Lady Mother-in-Law.”

“Is Gabriella pregnant?”

“Mm-hmm. I hadn’t told Lady Mother-in-Law all this time. Actually your child and I have already promised ourselves to each other for life.”

Isabella smiled.

She also had not expected that the moment she said it out loud her mood would be this unobstructed, as if she had been acknowledged.

Sure enough, Creis neither feared nor refused. She only nodded, as if she had long anticipated all of this.

“Since you like her, then take responsibility for her, forever.”

“I will take responsibility.”

Isabella stood up, about to leave, lowered her head, looked at Creis’s serious face and smiled.

“As for my identity, you will know sooner or later. Don’t worry~ I will stand on your side.”