Abyssal Chronicles

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"Sigh~"

On the other side, Meliora still maintained her brilliant, innocent smile. But deep inside, she felt like a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders. The Grim Reaper in her mind seemed to have retracted its scythe.

Meliora felt pretty smart, too. She knew that the girl in front of her was the same demon who killed her years ago. She was scared, really scared. But she quickly pulled herself together and started thinking of a way out.

Though she had been reborn, taking on this black-haired girl with her current state and power would be disadvantageous... She might even get wiped out on the spot...

Having finally gained a new body and planning her future life, she didn’t want to die so senselessly!

However, because she had accelerated too much, she couldn’t stop herself now.

Thinking quickly, Meliora had a sudden flash of inspiration... Though somewhat embarrassed, she decided to use her current cute appearance to her advantage!

’Better to bend than break! What’s wrong with acting cute? As long as I survive, I don’t mind sacrificing my dignity!’

So she abandoned some of her pride and threw herself into the ’enemy’s’ arms, using an almost nauseatingly cute voice to sweetly call her ’aunt’. The faint golden magical energy in her hands transformed into a beautiful bouquet of magic flowers, which she presented to the black-haired girl.

As it turned out, Meliora’s plan was effective. Although the black-haired girl still looked confused, her eyes no longer contained any intent to attack. Even the looming shadowy energy that had emerged was retracted.

Just as it seemed the life-and-death crisis had been resolved, Meliora felt the oppressive tension in her heart gradually fade.

However, she didn’t get to relax for long.

"Did you say... you’re Yuan’er’s friend?... Then why... is my daughter... tied to the ground?"

Feeling the black-haired girl’s eyes, which were full of doubt and slightly cold, Meliora couldn’t help but tremble. A cold sweat trickled down her forehead. It was only at this moment that Meliora suddenly remembered the ’intruder’ she had subdued earlier.

Casting a glance at the pink-haired little girl bound on the ground behind her, who seemed about to burst into tears (or laughter), Meliora felt her heart sink...

’It’s over...’

’How should I explain this...’

’Maybe say it’s a game? Seems like these kinds of bondage games are popular in the outside world these days...’

"Can you explain why my daughter is... tied to the ground?"

As the black-haired girl’s eyes locked onto the pink-haired girl not far away, Meliora felt her heart jump into her throat again. Just when she thought she could finally breathe, she held her breath once more.

’Oh no… How do I explain this?’

Cold sweat started to slide down her cheeks. Earlier, she’d managed to dodge the black-haired girl’s attacks by saying she and Yuan’er were friends. But how was this something friends would do? Tying your friend to the ground with magical chains?

’How can I possibly explain this?’

No matter how much she thought about it, Meliora couldn’t find the right words. It felt like that scary shadow of death was back, hovering over her neck again. If she couldn’t give a satisfying answer, the demon before her might just tear her apart.

’Is this the end for me?’

She felt incredibly wronged. She had just come back to life and didn’t want it to end like this.

Faced with what seemed like a no-win situation, Meliora’s will to live urged her to keep struggling. Finally, under the puzzled gaze of the black-haired girl, she touched her own head and said,

"Um... Auntie... we were just... playing a game"

"A game?"

Hearing this, Yumo’s expression became even darker. Staring at the golden-scaled girl in front of her, her eyes narrowed slightly. Although some of Meliora’s sensitive parts were covered with light-gold scales, it didn’t change the fact that she was, well, running around in her birthday suit. A nude girl playing a game by tying up her daughter?

Yumo started thinking of some noughty things, and her look got even colder.

The temperature inside the great hall didn’t show any signs of rising; instead, it continued to plummet. Meliora felt a bone-chilling cold creeping up her spine.

"We were... really just... playing a game! A... umm... traditional dragon game!"

Meliora awkwardly waved her hands, quickly releasing Yuan’er’s light-golden magic chains and the suppressing spell with a flick of her wrist. She immediately looked at Yuan’er, who had just stood up, with pleading eyes. Her soft golden eyes, along with her already delicate face, were enough to tug at anyone’s heartstrings.

"Right... right? Yuan’er?"

However, the moment the words left her mouth, Meliora felt she’d made a stupid mistake. She had disrespected the little one before, smashing her lollipop and holding her down. Under these circumstances, how could Yuan’er possibly help her lie?

’What am I thinking?!’

’If Yuan’er denies it...’

Meliora shuddered at the thought of being chopped up and turned into roast dragon meat. Despair filled her eyes, and the ’claws of fear’ seemed to drag her down into the abyss.

’Ah, it’s over... I guess this is the end for me’

As the threat of death loomed, tears uncontrollably rolled down Meliora’s cheeks. This pitiful scene caught Yuan’er’s attention, who slightly raised her eyebrows.

Seeing that Yuan’er hadn’t responded, a desperate Meliora began to ponder whether she should resist. Although it would be like throwing an egg against a rock, at least she would die with some dignity. But what if resisting would make her death worse?

However, just as Meliora was torn about what to do, the pink-haired girl behind her finally spoke up,

"Yes, yes! We were playing a game, Mom!"

’What?! What did she say?!’

In an instant, the despair in Meliora’s eyes vanished, replaced by a look of disbelief. She hadn’t expected this turn of events and stared in shock at the pink-haired girl not far away.

As she turned her head, Yuan’er cheerfully came hopping over to Meliora like a cute bunny and hugged her neck without saying another word. However, Yuan’er pouted and gave her mom, a look that said,

’Don’t be so scary, Mommy, you’re going to frighten little Meliora’

"Huh?"

Glancing at Yuan’er, who was close to her face, Meliora looked confused. She had no idea what was going on, let alone what the little girl next to her was thinking. But one thing was clear: this little girl seemed to be covering for her?

However, Meliora didn’t have time to ponder why Yuan’er was doing this. Her only goal now was to do whatever it took to survive.

So, Meliora obediently lowered her head, acting all meek and timid.

But the moment she looked down, she felt something she’d never felt before—a rush of embarrassment. Her face turned beet red, like a ripe apple that begs to be bitten.

’What is this?’

She noticed a shiny puddle near her feet...

Considering the enormous pressure she’d felt just moments ago, her shaky legs, and the moist feeling on her inner thighs, Meliora realized something serious, something hard to accept.

Before she could collect herself and accept the reality, Yuan’er had already noticed Meliora’s awkward situation.

Curious, the pink-haired girl followed Meliora’s gaze down to her lower body.

The next moment, her expression changed. For the first time, she looked at her mother angrily,

" Mom! Don’t be so mean to Meliora! You’ve scared her so much she wet herself!"

Yumo: (o_o)

Meliora: :(⁄ ⁄ᵒ̶̶̷́⁄⚰⁄ᵒ̶̶̷̀⁄ ⁄):

At that moment, the great and mighty ’Sacred Dragon King’ bit her lip hard. Her flushed face betrayed her tearful state.

She just wanted to find a hole and crawl into it.

In that instant, all her dignity had become a thing of the past.