Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 662 - 663: What Would You Do?

"This question, I hope you can answer it seriously, sister."

The unusual tone of Mengxi’s voice, along with the action of clutching her own arms, unmistakably informed Yumo that Mengxi was in a very serious mood at this moment.

This caused Yumo to put away her relaxed expression.

Yumo had a rough guess in her heart about the question Mengxi wanted to ask.

The next moment,

Yumo gently raised her hand to pat Mengxi’s head and showed a bitter smile:

"Hmm, I understand. Go ahead and ask."

"Sister Yumo…"

Mengxi bit her lip, watching the ground with mixed emotions.

This question had been deeply buried in Mengxi’s heart since her initial meeting with Pope Kael Korod. The girl had always hesitated about how to ask Yumo.

Now, after Yumo openly admitted her identity, it gave Mengxi the appropriate opportunity to ask.

Naturally, she wouldn’t miss this chance.

Taking a deep breath, Mengxi slowly began:

"Since Sister Yumo is the legendary Demon Temple, then the goal you mentioned before, hoping that I would achieve... that is, the goal of destroying the Demon Temple, are you serious about it?"

"…"

"Sister Yumo, do you, want to commit suicide?"

As these words were spoken, Mengxi’s body even trembled slightly.

Without a doubt,

The silver-haired girl’s emotions were fluctuating.

This situation was naturally noticed by Yumo. The black-haired girl didn’t answer immediately but silently rubbed Mengxi’s head, comforting the silver-haired girl.

"It’s not exactly about wanting to commit suicide. At that time, due to some reasons, I had to die. But you, probably are the only one who could destroy my true form, so that’s why I set that goal for you."

"Is that so... No, but, at that time?"

Mengxi hurriedly raised her head, meeting Yumo’s eyes, and asked anxiously:

"Does it mean that Sister wanted to commit suicide at that time? What about now? Does Sister still think of committing suicide?"

"Now?"

Facing this question, Yumo bitterly diverted her gaze, seemingly afraid to meet Mengxi’s eyes. On that beautiful face, there was a moment filled with indescribable entanglement and hesitation. Clearly, Yumo’s inner world was still in a state of turmoil.

"Now, I’m not sure either."

"Not sure? Then why would Sister Yumo want to commit suicide?"

"Hmm, how should I put it? It has something to do with the goddess that you believe in."

"The Goddess?"

Hearing this, Mengxi was startled, her eyebrows momentarily knitting together almost imperceptibly. The silver-haired girl looked towards the distance, where the headquarters of the Church was located, with a somewhat solemn expression.

After a few seconds of silence, Mengxi asked with slight annoyance:

"Is it because of the trial?"

"Hah?"

’This girl,’

’She knows about the trial too?’

Yumo’s eyebrows slightly raised.

Mengxi’s knowledge of the trial somewhat surprised Yumo. However, Yumo soon came to terms with it and nodded, choosing not to deny it.

"Yes, it’s mostly because of the trial. I perhaps, can’t stop the trial. Once I stop, it’s very likely to anger the goddess, and at that time, my children might also be affected. Besides…"

"Besides?"

"If I continue to exist. According to the goddess, it might lead to some terrible disasters. I used to think the goddess was bluffing, but now it seems… she might not have been lying to me."

Saying this, Yumo gently caressed the silver-haired girl’s cheek with her hand, speaking in a tone that was both sad and helpless:

"Hey, Mengxi. I also have a serious question for you. If… one day, I wish for you to kill me, what would you do?"

"!??"

Yumo’s sudden question seemed to catch Mengxi off guard, and for a moment, she just stood there frozen.

However,

Contrary to Yumo’s expectation, Mengxi was not puzzled by this question for long. She soon revealed a relieved smile and leaned her face closer to Yumo:

"I did promise Sister Yumo that I would be obedient."

"So?"

"If Sister really wishes for it, I… will definitely do my best to ’kill’ Sister. After all, it was our ’promise’ before, wasn’t it?"

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On the other side, at the Royal Academy of Luminous, in the teacher’s dormitory exclusively for Yumo.

With the dawn of the city, the diligent butler, Sebastian, dressed early in his elegant butler’s uniform, came to the kitchen. He directed several servants from the Black Rose family to prepare a delicate breakfast for his respected Lady and the lovely Miss Yuan’er.

Although Sebastian was not very powerful, he was an undoubtedly high-ranking figure in the Black Rose family.

For him, there was no need to get up early and do these trivial tasks, which should have been done by the servants. The reason he did so was that he was serving the most respected Lady Yumo.

Everything related to Yumo, no matter how big or small. As long as it was within his ability, Sebastian personally took care of it, trying to make everything perfect, to win Yumo’s smile and praise.

It’s funny to say,

Even though he is already an old man in his last century, Sebastian’s work goal is still to receive praise from his lady.

Just like his childhood goals from decades ago.

To give Yumo a perfect breakfast experience, Sebastian meticulously handled every detail. Whether it was the amount of tea leaves, the baking time of the bread, the flavor of the jam, or the arrangement of the utensils.

The old butler tried his best to prepare every detail to perfection…

As breakfast time approached, a table full of exquisite dishes was beautifully displayed on the dining table. Ingredients that were not particularly expensive, after being delicately arranged and decorated by the members of the Black Rose family, appeared to be beyond the reach of ordinary people.

At the same time, a group of Black Rose family servants stood neatly and respectfully in front of the dining room, ready to welcome the guests along with Butler Sebastian.

Catching a glimpse of the perfect dining table out of the corner of his eye, Sebastian began to feel a sense of excitement.

He was looking forward to the praise from his Lady after she enjoyed her breakfast. Just the thought of receiving Yumo’s commendation would sweep away all his fatigue and envelop his entire day in joy.

Indeed,

As the third-ranking person in the Black Rose family, Sebastian’s pleasures were simple and unpretentious.

A moment later,

Under Sebastian’s expectant gaze, the door to the dining room slowly opened,

"Good morning, Grandpa ~"

With the pleasant sound of the girl’s voice,

A cute little girl with pink braids, escorted by several maids, happily bounced into the dining room. This pink-haired cutie was undoubtedly our little Yuan’er.

Seeing Yuan’er arrive, Sebastian genuinely smiled warmly and affectionately waved at her:

"Good morning, Miss Yuan’er."

However,

Greetings aside,

After greeting Yuan’er, Sebastian looked behind her, searching for the familiar black silhouette. Unfortunately, after observing for a while, the long-awaited person did not appear in the dining room.

The fact that his meticulously prepared breakfast was not immediately presented to that person made Sebastian feel a slight disappointment.

However,

As a qualified butler, Sebastian quickly hid his emotions.

While smiling and helping Yuan’er to her seat, he tentatively asked:

"Miss Yuan’er, do you know why Lady Yumo hasn’t arrived yet? Milady is always punctual, why today…"

"Mama is not at home~"

Rubbing the head of the little white dragon in her arms, Yuan’er honestly said,

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Sebastian frowned, showing a puzzled and confused expression.

"Lady Yumo is not here? Did she go out this morning?"

"Nope~ Mama wasn’t here last night! She didn’t come back all night~"

"What... what? All night?"

Suddenly,

Sebastian, like a father who just found out his ’daughter’ hadn’t come home at night, looked astonished. A sense of foreboding crazily sprouted in his heart…