Just to Vent Her Anger?

"Former Queen Historia Reiss of the New Eldian Empire pays her respects to Saint Nerona!"

A blonde girl with a golden crown on her head and her hair tied up, wearing a red cape with white velvet trim over her shoulders, lowered her jewel-like blue eyes and earnestly performed the noble etiquette of royalty.

She was estimated to be less than 1.5 meters tall, making her appear quite petite and delicate.

But her expressionless face gave her a more aloof air, and coupled with her clear eyes that shimmered with unwavering determination, it gave Imu was sitting on the throne, the feeling of seeing 'Artoria'.

At that moment, he even secretly hoped that the other person would say to him, "I'm asking you, are you my Master?"

Speaking of which...

The 'Queen' before us is also a warrior who dares to wield twin swords and fight against the 'Pure Titan,' and she also bears the responsibility of a nation's people.

This piqued Imu's interest in her request to see him, even though he could roughly guess what she wanted to say.

"Your Excellency, Celestial Dragons of the World Noble, I humbly beg you to show mercy to the unfortunate Eldians and spare us the judgment and punishment imposed upon us by the World Government!"

Historia and the translation expert from the Sunrise Country repeated their words in 'Oriental language', only to find that Imu on the throne remained noncommittal and did not respond. Their hearts sank.

She had already learned about the Celestial Dragons' position in the World Government from various sources, so she believed that the Eldians' hope lay with them.

Sudden.

She actually knelt down, her smooth, white forehead pressed against the cold floor, and struggled to utter one heavy sound after another.

"As long as you promise that the World Government will treat the Eldians well, I am willing to be your slave and give you everything I have!"

At this moment, the golden crown on the Eldia Queen's head appeared dull and lifeless, no matter how the sunlight shone upon it.

The atmosphere in the hall gradually became serious.

After the Sunrise Country translator finished translating with trepidation, Imu coldly looked down at Historia without uttering a word.

A moment later.

"The World Government's ruling cannot be changed overnight. The Eldians must pay the price for Eren Yeager's actions, and that is irreversible."

A haughty, aloof voice echoed in Historia's mind, startling her so much that her eyes widened abruptly. She looked up at Imu, only to find the translation expert standing oblivious to her presence.

As mentioned before.

Imu's Three-Color Haki has long reached Bleach even the so-called "top combatants" in the outside world have not achieved. He has not only mastered them but also possesses most of the special abilities of Observation Haki.

Redfield's ability to 'Mind Reading and memories' is also present to him, and he can even further transmit his own 'mind and memories' to the other party through Divine Power.

Therefore, in this kind of spiritual communication, he doesn't need to specifically learn any language to make the other person understand the ideas he wants to express.

That's right.

It's a superpower!

However, this requires the other party to have sufficient comprehension ability; insects or ordinary animals are not suitable.

As for what Imu is saying to Historia now.

That's complete nonsense.

He certainly has the ability to make the World Government change its mind and directly overturn its ruling against the Eldians, but the fact that they want to exchange him for this special power means they are not qualified enough.

"Now that I've answered your questions, let's talk about what I want to do."

Imu completely ignored the despair and resentment on the young queen's face and coldly continued to convey his true feelings.

"You are of Eldians royal family, you can certainly send your soul into the 'Coordinate Space' where Ymir is, and take me there to see her!"

"What?!"

Historia, who was grieving for the tragic fate of her people just a moment ago, suddenly changed her expression and stared incredulously at Imu with her beautiful blue eyes.

How do you know all this?!

Her words prompted the translation expert to instinctively translate them for Imu, but the latter casually waved him away.

"Well--"

The translator was confused and was about to ask something when a Kuja female guard grabbed him by the back of his collar, and the two of them disappeared from the spot.

At the same time, Historia's eyes had already lost focus, because her will had been hypnotized by Imu's mind, and her soul was leading the latter's soul through a dazzling path of multicolored light.

Finally, the two found themselves in a strange space filled with stars and Galaxy, covered in snow-white silver sand, where the night was bathed in soft light.

Imu's eyes immediately fell on the colossal, towering tree of light in the distance; he knew that it was the 'path' mediated by the blood of the Eldians.

His gaze then focused on a silver-haired little girl about twenty meters away, dressed in tattered white linen clothes, glaring angrily at him.

Imu paid no heed to Ymir's gaze and calmly said, "Since you've brought me before you, it means you also want to talk to me, right, Ymir?"

Given Ymir's absolute control over the Eldians, if she truly didn't want to see Imu, she wouldn't be able to get here even with a royal descendant leading the way.

Historia, who had brought him there, had already come to her senses and was staring blankly at the situation, unsure of what to say. What had just happened?

"I want to know what the Star Gate you used to enter this world is?"

Ymir, her small face cold, fired off a series of questions.

Upon hearing her words, Imu calmly replied, "I see. It seems you already knew what the World Government was and who I was through the memories of the future Titans's host."

"Then I'd like to ask you, since you know all this, why did you help Eren Yeager fight against us, even allowing him to commit a heinous crime that would harm the entire world?"

He was genuinely curious about that.

"Hmph, you've shattered my hopes of gaining freedom, and you won't even let me vent my anger?" Ymir turned her head away unhappily, retorting with a resentful tone.

Imu was taken aback by these words, and was even more astonished when he used his ability to 'Mind Reading' to learn what the other person was thinking without their knowledge.

"You actually concealed the relatively bright future from Eren just to vent your anger, letting him only see the worst possible future, which is why he's so determined to fight us!"

Good heavens, what an incredibly childish and ridiculous approach!

No, there is no concept of time in this 'Coordinate Space'. No matter how much time has passed here, it is only a moment to the outside world. Therefore, Ymir's psychological age may still be the age she was before she died.

Poor Eren, isn't he?

"Eren is useless to me now, his only value is helping me vent my anger. Now I want to make a deal with you!" Ymir turned to face Imu again.

"Tell me."

"I can serve your World Government for fifty years, but after that, you must kill me with your own hands to free me from this place completely. I know you have the ability to do so!"

Ymir said firmly and in a deep voice.