Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 920 - 921: The Silver Light Descending Upon the Venue

Hiya fearlessly met Haiying’s gaze.

Hearing these words, Haiying and many officials nearby were momentarily at a loss for words.

"This..."

Because strictly speaking, they, as officials, had never met the Empress Consort, and were unfamiliar with her soul aura or magical wavelength.

Based on appearance alone, it was indeed difficult to determine identity. After all, in this day and age, magic and techniques for changing appearances were emerging endlessly...

They couldn’t deny the Empress Consort’s identity, but they also couldn’t confirm it?!

The only one who could prove the Empress Consort’s identity seemed to be Her Majesty alone.

But Her Majesty was unable to arrive at the scene due to her seclusion.

So, what should they do next?

The officials couldn’t help but show conflicted expressions.

If that black-haired girl was the Empress Consort, asking her to prove her identity would be extremely disrespectful!

But if she wasn’t the Empress Consort, wouldn’t their Church Nation become a laughingstock?!

At this moment, the atmosphere in this Silver Moon Cathedral suddenly became a bit strange. In the end, the vast majority of people had determined that the Empress Consort was no longer in this world. The suddenly found Empress Consort indeed caused conflicting emotions to arise in their hearts.

And Hiya’s words had timely activated the doubts in everyone’s minds.

Many officials showed hesitation on their faces, looking at each other, seeking a way to respond through eye contact.

Sensing the change in the surrounding atmosphere, Hiya imperceptibly raised the corners of her mouth.

Yes,

Just like this!

Don’t trust this woman!

Seeing that the plan was going as she had anticipated, Hiya felt even more delighted in her heart.

Clearly, Although she said she didn’t doubt it, she was actually among those who most questioned Yumo’s identity.

In her view, the Empress Consort had long since died. Otherwise, it would be impossible to search the entire continent for so long without any news. She must have been killed early on, with her corpse destroyed and traces erased.

Otherwise, with so many powerful individuals on the entire continent, how could there be no reason to find a fragile girl?

Although it was unfortunate for Her Majesty, this was the truth!

This woman, Must also be someone with ill intentions impersonating the Empress Consort and taking the opportunity to seek personal gain!

That brute Haiying might be fooled by you, but I won’t be!

Now, I am going to remove this person’s mask!

The only one who could be called Empress Consort is me, Hiya Baylor! How could the title of Empress Consort be used by a thief like you!

Thinking of this, Hiya’s eyes instantly became vicious and carried a trace of madness.

….

Hmm,

This girl has such strong hostility...

Staring at the aggressive young lady before her, Yumo’s eyes slightly narrowed as she made a judgment.

She probably thinks I’m someone impersonating the Empress Consort and wants to "expose" my "deception," right?

This girl, It seems she quite likes Mengxi, which is why she’s so sensitive about my identity as the Empress Consort, even rashly raising doubts in public.

Sigh,

Indeed,

Love lowers intelligence.

However, that bastard Mengxi actually has so many fangirls, oh ho~

As expected of the Chosen One~

Really able to attract girls...

Looking at Hiya in front of her and the few young ladies behind her harboring the same thoughts, Yumo’s expression became a bit strange, feeling somewhat sour in her heart.

That silly girl, being so beautiful, having status, and possessing such powerful strength, it would be too easy for her to pick up girls or charm men.

Hmm She didn’t mess around during these years I was gone, right?

Although reason told Yumo that Mengxi wouldn’t do such a thing, she inexplicably felt some worry.

Fortunately, this bout of worry, With Hiya’s questioning, was briefly dispelled.

"Your Highness, for the sake of your reputation, you should still prove your identity! Look, the expressions of the officials nearby are a bit strange."

With that, Hiya even very forcefully stepped forward, coming in front of Yumo, fearlessly meeting the black-haired girl’s gaze.

In response, Yumo fell into a brief silence.

Prove my identity?

Yumo had never thought about this issue. However, looking at the officials present, there wasn’t a single familiar face, so it was indeed unrealistic to expect someone to recognize her. The people in the Church Nation, or rather the former Red Leaf Empire, who knew her seemed to have all been sent to meet the King of Hell by her six years ago.

To prove her identity, perhaps she could only find the children of the Black Rose family? But... she didn’t want them to know about this matter...

Hmm, what should I do?

Yumo muttered in her mind with some confusion.

On the other hand,

Yumo’s silence and conflicted expression further confirmed Hiya’s guess in her heart.

Indeed, she’s just a fake!

The corners of her mouth slightly raised, Hiya quickly leaned forward and spoke in an urging tone:

"Your Highness? What’s wrong? Why aren’t you speaking? Could it be that you’re really... Huh?! Eh??!!"

However, Just as Hiya was about to take advantage of the doubtful atmosphere around her to tear off the fake Empress Consort’s mask in one fell swoop, an unexpected silver figure suddenly appeared in Hiya’s vision, directly causing Hiya to freeze in place, and the words that were about to be spoken were forcibly swallowed back into her stomach.

That figure, She was all too familiar with it.

Ever since seeing that figure at the coming-of-age ceremony three years ago, that figure had been deeply engraved in Hiya’s mind.

Her eyes suddenly narrowed, and Hiya tremblingly covered her mouth, letting out a cry of surprise:

"Your, Your Majesty?! Why, why are you here?!!"

Not only Hiya, All the people of the Church Nation who were watching at this moment showed unbelievable expressions. The discussions that had just been stirred up by Hiya’s words directly came to an abrupt halt, and the entire Silver Moon Grand Cathedral instantly entered a state where a falling needle could be heard.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone,

Surrounded by gentle silver light, a graceful silver figure suddenly descended from the sky, landing in the center of the cathedral, behind the Empress Consort.

The silver figure, wearing an elegant white royal dress, with the skirt’s pleats flowing like snow and moonlight, and silver hair dancing in the wind due to the fluctuation of energy, swaying the golden hair ribbons. She was like a white angel descending from the heavens, instantly attracting everyone’s attention in just a moment.

A gentle and divine aura also surged into the cathedral, instantly soothing the restlessness in everyone’s hearts.

And as the silver light dissipated, that exquisite face, as if carved by the Creator, like a work of art, was fully displayed before everyone’s eyes. Seeing that beautiful and pure face, with a faint smile but an imposing aura even without anger, the people of the Church Nation couldn’t help but hold their breaths.

Without a doubt,

None of them had expected, That the ruler of the Church Nation, who was still in seclusion for a breakthrough, would suddenly appear in the Silver Moon Grand Cathedral without any warning?!

But in any case, The rich holy aura permeating the cathedral clearly informed everyone that they were not dreaming.

After a brief moment of stupor, the people of the Church Nation who had come back to their senses immediately knelt on one knee and offered their most sincere greetings to the Chosen One, the current highest leader of the Church Nation, in unison.

"Greetings to Your Majesty."

Surveying the reactions of the people around her and feeling that familiar aura and the girl’s fragrance, even without turning her head, Yumo knew the identity of the person behind her.

Mengxi’s sudden appearance at the venue undoubtedly also left Yumo stunned.

However, in the black-haired girl’s heart, there was more of a feeling of entanglement.

Not having seen Mengxi for a long time,

What kind of expression and attitude should she use to meet her? What would be appropriate to say after meeting? Considering that she had left without a word for so long, should she apologize first? But... but wouldn’t apologizing in public be very embarrassing?!

In an instant, Yumo’s thoughts became a mess.

However, The facts proved that Yumo didn’t need to be so conflicted at all. Because Mengxi had no intention of giving Yumo a chance to ponder and hesitate.

Before Yumo could figure out what was going on, her eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Eh??!!"

Yumo suddenly found that her feet had left the ground?! A familiar aura rushed towards her face, and two slender arms made intimate contact with her back and thighs. Yumo, who was still lost in thought, was thus picked up by someone.

And the person who picked up Yumo was naturally the Girl of Destiny who had just arrived at the cathedral.

Realizing that she was being held in Mengxi’s arms in a princess carry, in an instant, Yumo’s face uncontrollably turned red, and her already beautiful face became even more alluring due to this blush of embarrassment.

"Um, Wha, uh... put me down... people, people are watching."

Feeling the burning gazes coming from all directions, Yumo filled with embarrassment, tugged on Mengxi’s collar and muttered softly.

Unfortunately,

How could Mengxi possibly let go of this opportunity to declare her ownership? Not only did she smugly hold Yumo and face the magic stone used for recording vides not far away, but she also lowered her head to Yumo’s ear and said in a very playful tone:

"No way~"

"You!"

Yumo pouted her lips in slight anger. But as the nominal Empress Consort, she couldn’t disobey Mengxi, who was the emperor, in public. Therefore, Yumo could only resentfully turn her head towards Mengxi’s chest, not wanting others to notice her blushing and embarrassed appearance.

Seeing Yumo, who was so beautiful and charming, with such a cute expression in her arms, Mengxi genuinely showed a sweet smile, a smile of relief.

"Hehe, long time no see, Wifey~"

Facing her long-unseen lover,

Mengxi’s words did not contain any blame or resentment, just like the daily morning greetings during their academy days six years ago. It was so ordinary, yet heartwarming.

As Mengxi’s gentle words, filled with a sense of attachment, entered her ears, Yumo stopped thinking, and her consciousness completely returned to reality.

Looking at the exquisite face up close, Yumo instinctively showed a sweet and charming smile and softly responded:

"Mm, long time no see, silly girl."