Tonight, it is the best opportunity for the Red Cloak Bishop;

Simultaneously, it will also be the last chance to act!

Thanks to the undercover palace maid, without her help, the Red Cloak Bishop would not be standing here.

Here, deep within the palace, to be precise, in Isabella's resting place.

With most palace guards mobilized to search for the king, the entire palace has become much easier to invade.

The one who ordered the mobilization of palace forces was none other than Isabella herself.

Originally, according to her plan, it was impossible for her to stay in the palace.

"What did 3350 say to make the queen stay?"

Regarding this, the Red Cloak Bishop couldn't quite figure out, but wasn't overly concerned with such matters.

After all, 3350 had the status of a palace maid;

This layer of convenience was enough to accomplish many things that many people couldn't even imagine.

After persuading Isabella to stay, thanks to 3350's excuse, the rest became much easier.

Originally, the role played by 3350 as a maid included the authority to handle a portion of Isabella's diet;

Adding a little something to her drinking water wouldn't be too difficult.

That potion was a good thing for the Red Cloak Bishop, as it had the effect of causing the drinker to lose consciousness and unconsciously enhance their sexual desires while asleep.

"But why does the queen's face still look normal? There's no sign of burning desire?"

Regarding this second puzzle, the Red Cloak Bishop could only assume:

It was too soon from drugging to now; the part of the drug that enhances arousal hadn't had time to take effect yet!

"But it doesn't matter!"

For the Red Cloak Bishop, being able to admire the queen's beautiful sleeping face up close and "enjoy" her later was already something to be happy about.

Isabella now lay asleep in bed, without armor on her body, only tightly wrapped in clothes.

There was no doubt that removing clothes would be easier than removing armor.

"Wearing this conservative clothing even in her own bedroom... Well, such traditional thinking makes seizing her more valuable to the opposite sex!"

Moreover:

Even without considering personal characteristics, Isabella held a special meaning for the Red Cloak Bishop...

The Red Cloak Bishop finished his soliloquy, also suppressing his excitement.

The matter at hand had to take priority.

He had also considered:

To steal a precious first kiss from a queen in such a state;

But as he thought about it, it was better to have the entire queen first, lest the night be long and full of dreams.

"Undressing the opposite sex is definitely something I won't get tired of!"

With a smile, the Red Cloak Bishop reached out to touch Isabella's chest buckle.

"Click"!

An elastic object fell, lightly bouncing on the floor and then rolling to the side.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The Red Cloak Bishop let out a groan.

But this groan was not due to ecstasy;

On the contrary, the only reason he shouted out was the pain coming from his severed body part.

To an outsider's eye, it would be clear that the Red Cloak Bishop's hand, just extended, had been severed along with the entire arm.

What was severed was a gleam of sharpness;

The sharpness emerged from the sword, which was held in the right hand of the approaching figure.

Now, the person glaring at the crimson bishop, with a distorted yet hauntingly beautiful face, his expression twisted and menacing...