Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 661 - 662: Conversation

’Hey, the big sister you thought was silly in your heart is actually the most terrifying boss in this world!’

’The mother of all abyssal demons!!’

’Knowing such an explosive piece of news, shouldn’t you silly girl be shocked?’

’Why aren’t you reacting at all!!’

Gazing at the calm Mengxi, who was simply blinking, Yumo couldn’t help feeling puzzled and internally roared in frustration. This scene, so different from what she had imagined, made Yumo feel a bit flustered.

Even her face turned slightly red.

After all, she had put on such a show-off attitude and expression, and revealed such explosive news. But Mengxi just sat there calmly, without any reaction. This couldn’t help but fill Yumo with a sense of embarrassment.

’Hey!’

’At least react a little!!’

...

On the other side, Mengxi noticed the ’embarrassment’ in Yumo’s expression. Her eyes narrowed slightly. Although she didn’t speak, her heart went through waves of thoughts in just a few seconds.

(=-=)

(.??????)

(????)

?(?_?")?

...

Eventually, a trace of indulgence and fondness flashed through Mengxi’s deep purple eyes, followed by a sudden widening of her gaze! As if she had just come to terms with the reality and reacted, Mengxi’s face transformed into one of utter astonishment, and she quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth, which had formed into an "O" shape in shock.

"Sis, sis... Sis? Are you... are you serious?"

Mengxi’s words trembled,

Not only that, her speech also became stuttered due to the overwhelming shock. The once unflappable Chosen One was now so stunned that she was almost incoherent, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably.

After taking several deep breaths to calm her emotions, Mengxi tentatively asked.

"Yumo, sis? You... you really are, really are the Demon Temple?"

"..."

Seeing Mengxi’s reaction,

Yumo smiled on the surface, feeling pleased inside because of the other’s shocked expression~

’Right~’

’That’s the reaction I wanted~’

’That scared look is so cute, just like my Mengxi, hehe~’

"Ahem~"

After coughing twice and patting her chest, Yumo nodded solemnly:

"Though it’s hard to believe, indeed, your sister is the Demon Temple, the mother of abyssal demons that your Church dreams of destroying day and night."

"But, but the Demon Temple... shouldn’t it be a building? Why?"

"Isn’t it normal for objects like the sacred sword of the elves to take human form and gain wisdom? It’s natural for Demon Temple, constantly immersed in such dense shadows and energies, to develop consciousness, right?"

"Well, when you put it that way, it makes sense. It’s just..."

Mengxi’s eyes still held doubt. Biting her lip, her gaze swept back and forth over Yumo:

"It’s just, Yumo, you’re so soft and cuddly, it’s hard to associate you with that temple..."

"What? Don’t believe it?"

"Mmm."

Regarding Mengxi’s nod of denial, Yumo smiled warmly, not feeling displeased inside. After all, it was normal for Mengxi to struggle with accepting that her seemingly ordinary sister was actually a building, the legendary Demon Temple.

After taking a deep breath, Yumo crouched in front of Mengxi, facing her seriously:

"Then, if you don’t believe it, how about~ I transform into my true form and let you see~"

"True form?"

"Yes, if you’d like to see it."

As she spoke, a flicker of red light passed through Yumo’s eyes. With the spreading of shadow energy, a brilliant crimson light burst forth from Yumo’s chest. To make Mengxi believe her words, Yumo felt it necessary to show her true self in front of Mengxi.

However,

Just as Yumo was about to do so, Mengxi quietly raised her hand, pressing it against Yumo’s chest, stopping the spread of her energy.

"There’s no need, I believe what you said, sis."

"Oh? You believe?"

"Yes, I trust you wouldn’t lie to me."

Mengxi smiled slightly, her previously doubting and astonished deep purple eyes now filled with complete trust.

Looking into such trusting eyes, Yumo felt a warmth in her heart. The crimson shadow energy around her was slowly retracted back into her body:

"Good."

After nodding slightly, Yumo sat down next to Mengxi, playfully poking the silver-haired girl’s face:

"So, how do you feel?"

"Just a bit surprised."

"Anything else? Do you feel fear or regret?"

"Regret? Why?"

After a smile, Yumo pointed meaningfully to her chest:

"Hey, you’re the Girl of Destiny, chosen by the goddess, right? The savior chosen by the world’s will? And you, as the Chosen One, have been seduced by me, the Lord of the abyssal demons, and got involved with me, a bad person? Aren’t you afraid of the goddess’s anger, her condemnation?"

"Even if she condemns me, it doesn’t matter. I won’t regret it."

Mengxi confidently wrapped her arms around Yumo’s arm, speaking earnestly,

"Oh? Do you remember what I said earlier... if you took my body, it meant you became mine, and you had to obey?"

"Yes, I know."

"Oh? Aren’t you afraid I might make you do some strange things?"

"Not afraid."

Mengxi pouted, shaking her head confidently, full of trust in her expression.

She showed no emotional turmoil despite learning about Yumo’s true identity. Facing the smiling girl who continued to affectionately embrace her, Yumo pursed her lips, falling into a brief silence.

It had to be said, the Mengxi now was quite different from the anxious and skeptical girl Yumo had anticipated. The responses Yumo had prepared to address Mengxi’s doubts had to be swallowed back down.

After a brief moment of deep thinking, looking at the silver-haired girl clinging to her with an innocent and naive demeanor, Yumo shook her head helplessly. For some reason, the usually sharp-witted Mengxi was now behaving like a sweet and naive girl, which left Yumo without a clue.

All she could do was flick Mengxi’s forehead lightly with her finger:

"Did last night’s pleasure damage your brain? Why have you suddenly become so silly?"

"Hehe~"

"Really, if you keep this up, be careful not to be sold off by someone~"

"As long as it’s to Yumo, I don’t mind being sold~"

"You... With such a serious topic, can’t you be a bit more serious? I really can’t figure out how your brain work, I just told you I’m the Demon Temple, your most feared enemy, and you’re still holding onto me like this."

Yumo sighed with a mixture of amusement and surrender at this unexpected turn of events.

However, facing Yumo’s helpless words, Mengxi tilted her head nonchalantly and looked up at Yumo with adorable eyes:

"So what about the Demon Temple? All I know is that Yumo is now my wife~. Is there anything wrong with hugging my wife’s shoulder?"

"Wife..."

Muttering this word, Yumo’s face turned slightly red.

However, Yumo didn’t deny it. After a brief pause, she put on a slightly annoyed expression and chided Mengxi:

"We’re talking about serious matters here, be serious!"

"Okay, okay, okay, I am listening to my wife~"

Mengxi nodded affectionately.

But as she nodded, the smile and innocence on Mengxi’s face gradually faded under Yumo’s somewhat astonished gaze. Seemingly heeding Yumo’s words, Mengxi’s expression suddenly turned more serious.

With seriousness came a touch of suppression

Gradually, the warm and sweet atmosphere between the two girls began to dissipate.

Holding tightly onto Yumo’s shoulders, Mengxi, after biting her lip for a long time, slowly spoke:

"Yumo, there’s actually something I want to ask you... I hope you can answer me seriously..."