Doomsday Chat Group: Conquering the Multiverse Heroines Chapter 332: Historia, Be My Angel and Queen

Chapter 332: Historia, Be My Angel and Queen!

"Ymir..."

Krista curled up on the bed. She hugged her knees, her golden hair covering her face.

Hearing of Ymir’s betrayal, there was certainly disappointnt, but more than that, a sigh of relief. Because, from the very beginning, she was the one who had deceived everyone.

"Krista"... this gentle persona, was rely her disguise.

"Ymir, I hope you find happiness." She didn’t know why, but a slight bitterness welled up in her heart.

[Krista... no, perhaps I should call you Historia. Co here.]

Krista suddenly looked up, puzzled. "Ren’s voice?"

[That’s right, it’s . Co here.]

"Ah?" Krista was at a loss. Not only because he had seen through her identity and communicated telepathically, but also... Go now?! She glanced at the wall; it hadn’t stopped. How could she go now?

[Historia, before you leave, I have sothing to tell you about yourself. Whether you co or not is your choice.]

After Ren finished, he said no more, focusing on Ymir. Just a mont later...

"Knock knock!"

Ymir’s body stiffened, and she clamped her hands tightly over her mouth. She didn’t want to be seen or heard in such a disgraceful state.

Ren only felt a slight tightening, but he ignored it and said aloud, "Co in."

"Hmm?" Ymir’s eyes widened. Co in? Are you serious? Now?

Click! The door opened. Ymir turned her head and let out an incredible gasp. "Krista!"

Krista, whose na had been called, was extrely embarrassed. She closed the door, unsure where to look.

"Krista, I betrayed my vow to you!" Ymir buried her head in the pillow, painfully repenting. She had betrayed her vow, and Krista was now standing behind her, watching. Ymir wanted to find a hole and burrow into it forever.

Ren, on the other hand, found it quite stimulating, but he still chuckled. "Historia. That’s your real na."

At the ntion of that na, Historia no longer felt shy, but lowered her head. "Yes."

"Historia?!" Ymir lifted her head, shock in her gaze. She had never told Krista! Was "Krista" a fake na?

Historia gave a bitter smile. "I’m sorry, Ymir. Historia is . Krista was just my disguise; that gentle deanor is not ."

"..." The speechless Ymir’s eyes trembled.

Ren considerately slowed his movents, but clearly, neither of them was in the mood to pay attention to that now.

Historia said, "Ymir, I know you think you betrayed your vow. Yes, you betrayed your vow to Krista, not to , Historia." A somber expression crossed her face. "From now on, Krista will cease to exist. I will live on as Historia!"

"Historia..." Ymir didn’t know how to feel.

At this mont, Ren spoke up. "Historia, the illegitimate daughter of Rod Reiss, the true ruler of the Eldian nation, inheriting the royal bloodline."

"She grew up in a manor, and later her mother was purged, forcing her to go into hiding under an assud na."

"Is that right?"

Historia, her background fully revealed, clenched her hands on the hem of her sleeves, pursing her lips. She didn’t want such a background; what she truly wanted was...

"You want freedom, don’t you?"

These words from Ren made her heart stir. Freedom... she had always yearned for that. If she returned to being Historia, she would probably lose the freedom she had as Krista.

Ren suddenly thrust forward, picking up speed. "I have a proposal that will allow you to live relatively freely."

"..." Historia automatically ignored Ymir and looked directly into Ren’s eyes.

"Beco a queen."

"..." Historia was disappointed. Her bloodline qualified her to be the Queen of Eldia, but the king was not yet dead. Moreover, becoming a queen ant responsibility; where was the freedom in that?

But Ren’s words were not over. "Not the Queen of Eldia, but the Queen of the World."

His speed had already reached its fastest. Ymir couldn’t help but provide a grand and magnificent symphony for their conversation. This was a dialogue between a god and a future queen.

Against this backdrop, Ren’s gaze was burning, his voice like that of a deity from heaven. "In my na, beco my angel, and be the Queen of the World. You will gain relative freedom under my na."

"Angel!" Historia thought of Tsunade, Saeko, and Annie. They were all different angels, yet equally powerful.

If I were an angel... becoming a queen in God’s na... perhaps I truly could gain relative freedom! Because above , there would only be God!

Historia’s heart stirred. "What... what should I do?!"

Ren noticed his sche had succeeded. A smile played on his lips. "It’s simple. Believe in , desire , pray to , and you shall receive Redemption."

Historia didn’t know what that specifically ant. Like a nun, she devoutly closed her eyes and prayed. As an unreliable God, Ren, facing his believer’s response, only reveled in the pleasure.

As Ymir’s symphony concluded, the room began to change. Golden divine radiance was born, and white halos and wings appeared.

Historia had beco an angel. This was Ymir’s last thought before she collapsed, not wanting to move a single finger.

"I... I really beca an angel!" Historia felt a warmth spread through her body. Opening her eyes, she noticed her transformation and felt it was incredible.

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