Chapter 361: The Silver-Haired Annihilation Queen Wants to Bear His Child
Mmm~
Her vision gradually cleared, revealing a somewhat blurry scene.
But the scene soon sharpened—it was the resting area in Serafall's office.
She tried to sit up, but her body felt weak, so she could only lie still for now.
Shifting slightly, she bumped into someone?
Someone was lying beside her, which startled her.
Half-turning over, she saw who it was—a golden-haired beauty lying next to her.
Though she didn't want to admit it, she had to acknowledge that Gabriel's beauty, figure, and aura truly surpassed her own.
Even as a woman, she couldn't help but be slightly captivated by such a perfect physique.
"Hmm? Good morning, Serafall~"
The angel woke up groggily and greeted her.
So, what good morning?
Was it even morning?
Serafall wasn't sure of the exact time, because after joining the purification act, she had completely lost herself, as if her sense of time had been stripped away—she had no idea how long had passed.
So now, with her mind gradually clearing, the process of purification kept replaying, making her cheeks blush more deliciously juicy than a ripe apple, tempting one to take a bite.
Thus, Serafall also came to understand one thing.
Earlier, when she went to see her younger sister and witnessed that situation between Sona and Tsubaki in the student council room, it wasn't actually what she had thought.
It was simply the result of accumulated impurities that needed to be purified.
And now, she and Gabriel were in the same boat as Sona and Tsubaki—only their situation was more advanced.
If Sona and the others were at four months, then they were at six months.
Correction: she was at six months, Gabriel at eight.
"Sigh~"
"Why the sigh, Serafall?"
"It's nothing~"
Serafall shot a slight glare at the holy angel before her.
This angel shared the same experience yet remained as pure and sacred as ever.
While she herself had sunk into such desires, this angel had not; her eyes were still innocent and untainted.
This angel acted purely out of devotion, which was why she hadn't fallen from grace.
So, Serafall could somewhat understand why that guy was so captivated by Gabriel.
Then, what was that guy doing now?
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me!
Lord, I call by day, but you do not answer, and by night, but I find no rest.
Yet you are holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel!
Once again, such prayers and pleas resounded.
So, what was this?
Clearly, it was a young female believer of the God of the Bible, facing some misfortune and pleading for a response, for rescue.
So, why did such a voice echo in Renji's mind?
This, too, was related to the God of the Bible—specifically, the God of the Bible in this world.
The God of the Bible had once made contact with a parallel world, though not the one from his own realm, but another.
It was a world where myths also existed, and he had briefly interacted with that world's God of the Bible.
That God of the Bible soon vanished, seemingly unwilling to be controlled by some fate and choosing self-destruction, but before dying, he sent a Bible to the God of the Bible in this world.
Renji had also seen that Bible—it was completely blank, with nothing written on it.
Later, that Bible was absorbed by his system, which began decrypting and infiltrating it.
It wasn't until recently that it seemed to make progress, allowing him to hear such voices.
So, what kind of world was that?
Had the God of the Bible there also met his end?
Filled with curiosity, it stirred a restless urge in him.
Although the two worlds he currently presided over had stabilized, and he could comfortably enjoy ruling them, his curiosity, much like a cat's, burned intensely about what this other world might be like.
He wanted to peek into it, driven by a strong sense of adventure.
Of the two worlds he now held, one was from an anime he had watched, so he suspected this world, where the [Ragnarök] showdown took place, was also from some work, just one he hadn't seen.
Thus, this newly discovered world was likely the same.
He just didn't know if it would be a world from a story he recognized.
"Are you planning to go to a new world?"
A sudden voice interrupted Renji's train of thought.
Turning toward the source of the sound, he was somewhat surprised to see a silver-haired beauty in maid attire standing in the bathroom.
As for why she would say such a thing—seemingly able to read his mind—it was actually because Renji had muttered some words aloud earlier, allowing her to draw such conclusions from them...
"Why venture into an unknown world? Isn't ruling two worlds enough to satisfy your desires? No, you don't have such a strong desire for domination. It's purely because reaching this level allows you the greatest freedom and reduces many troublesome disturbances."
Grayfia, who had just entered, spoke these words.
The person before her didn't seem like someone with an overwhelming desire for control. It was simply that, in his pursuit of living freely and peacefully, he had inadvertently become the strongest existence.
And the strongest individual was almost equivalent to the ruler of the world. Thus, he didn't need to explicitly demand dominion; naturally, people flocked to crown him as their ruler.
So, with no threats left in either world, where he could indulge in everything to his heart's content, why would he still want to venture into an unknown world?
"Cat-like curiosity."
That was Renji's answer.
"I see."
It was a simple and understandable response, making Grayfia sigh.
"Then, I have a request. I hope you will agree to it."
"A request? About becoming Satan? Didn't you just hear my answer?"
Renji was, of course, aware of the peeper outside the door.
"No, not that."
Grayfia wasn't surprised that she had been discovered, but she had been watching all along, so she had also heard Serafall's request to him and his acceptance.
"No?"
"Yes. If possible, I hope you will leave behind your descendants before you reach the new world."
This was Grayfia's request. After all, who could predict what might happen in a new world that even he didn't fully understand?
Although he seemed to possess many means to avoid death, the unpredictability of life remained.
Thus, Grayfia hoped he would leave behind his bloodline.
She believed his bloodline, his descendants, would be exceptionally outstanding individuals, inheriting his superior genes perfectly.
This would serve as a form of insurance for both worlds.
"So, if others have reservations, or if you don't want them to bear the responsibility of motherhood at such a young age, if you don't mind me—"
There was no need to continue; the implication was clear.
And so, the maid's attire slipped away, revealing a body with utterly captivating curves.