#143.
Safely arriving at the rendezvous point, Heathcliff exclaimed with admiration.
“Amazing. I didn’t know the Guardian had such abilities.”
As soon as they exited the passage, the pit vanished without a trace, as if by magic.
Chelsea glanced at Jonathan, now back in bracelet form, and replied,
“It’s perfect for running away.”
“Do all the Sacred Relics have such overpowered abilities?”
“Well, I doubt there are many Beastmen who truly understand and use the Guardian’s power properly.”
She wouldn’t have even thought of using it this way if she didn’t have Larien’s memories.
From the start, the Sacred Relics were created to protect Larien.
Only the Divine Beast who created them and Larien, who received them, knew their exact purpose.
“I’ve certainly never heard of such a method.”
“If the world knew, everyone might want one?”
Chelsea joked, and Heathcliff chuckled.
“Since only the Saintess can use the Sacred Relics, there’s no point in having them. Of course, it’s a shame for you. You could use all the Sacred Relics, but Hebel is guarding them.”
“That’s why I’m thinking of taking them back soon.”
“…Are you joking?”
Chelsea shrugged at Heathcliff’s question.
It was fortunate that he lacked perception at times like these.
‘If he knew I was already planning to steal them, he might flip out?’
Chelsea smiled sweetly, hiding her true intentions.
“Of course, I’m joking.”
A moment later, Heathcliff got to the point.
“As you said, I looked into the Sarvan Lord’s activities over the past three years, and they were cleaner than I expected.”
“Then the work must have been done within Sarvan territory.”
Chelsea examined a map of Sarvan territory with a serious expression. Heathcliff suspected the Ebeneseb Stone was in a deep-sea cave off the Sarvan coast.
Due to the intense cold, it was usually blocked by glaciers, making entry difficult. It was only accessible during specific times, and now was the perfect opportunity.
Hearthcliff pointed to a spot marked on the map and said,
“It’s quite close to where the ritual is being held. It might be a trap.”
“It’s possible.”
If the Sarvan Lord was a member of the Butterfly Society, it was likely not a coincidence that Chelsea was drawn to the North.
Perhaps they were deliberately luring her to the location of the Ebeneseb Stone.
“By the way, why didn’t your husband come with you?”
Chelsea gave an awkward smile at Heathcliff’s question. Originally, Zerachiel was supposed to come along, but the situation wasn’t favorable.
Even if she asked him to come, there was a high chance he would refuse.
Considering any unforeseen circumstances, she planned to proceed without Zerachiel’s help.
“It’s become a bit difficult now.”
“Did you two fight?”
“I almost wish we had.”
Chelsea let out a sigh she couldn’t quite suppress.
Zerachiel’s madness was proving to be more of a hindrance than she thought.
She was fortunate that he was showing obsessive symptoms towards Ella, giving her more freedom of movement.
Of course, that also made it impossible to send Ella in her place.
“I think it’s best if we proceed on our own for now.”
“Alright.”
Hearthcliff didn’t ask further and began discussing the plan.
At that moment, Ella said with an anxious expression,
“The ritual is already imminent. If we stay like this, I might be manipulated without a chance…”
The Sarvan Lord’s attempt to manipulate Chelsea’s pheromones was something they had already spied on through the secret passage.
He was probably impatient because he didn’t know Chelsea possessed unique pheromones.
At this rate, the pheromone lineage was in danger of being cut off.
In fact, only a few members of the Javis family knew about Chelsea’s pheromones. To the outside world, she was known to have insignificant stealth pheromones.
It was a slight exaggeration of Tabi’s abilities, but surprisingly, they fell for it. It was probably because the rumor that she had once been Zerachiel’s pet was widespread across the continent. Back then, Chelsea’s pheromones were so weak that she couldn’t even transform into a human white ferret.
‘Perhaps the reason the Sarvan direct line’s pheromones have weakened is due to pheromone manipulation.’
If the Butterfly Society was related to Ebeneseb, Sarvan’s pheromone manipulation might have been a long-standing practice among the direct line.
That would explain why it caused more severe side effects in this generation.
Indeed, if they had artificially extracted and injected pheromones for a long time to enhance them, it was only natural that they would weaken.
In the first place, pheromones were a gift from the Divine Beast. Trying to artificially manipulate that gift was an act of challenging the gods.
It was only right that variables would arise, like the laws of nature.
Chelsea comforted the anxious Ella.
“Don’t worry too much.”
“How can I not worry? Pheromone manipulation is really dangerous.”
Ella was a victim of pheromone manipulation, so her words weren’t just empty worries. Nevertheless, Chelsea was calm because she had something to rely on.
“Even if I am subjected to pheromone manipulation, I’ve thought of a way to escape.”
Ella’s eyes widened at the nonchalant reply.
“Do you have a plan?”
“For now?”
“What is it?”
“I’ll tell you later.”
Chelsea replaced her answer with a sweet smile. Heathcliff was also present, so she was being cautious.
Even though Heathcliff might be on their side now, he might betray them like he did during the regression [previous life].
Fortunately, Heathcliff didn’t seem offended. He reacted as if he deserved such treatment, which made her feel sorry for him in a different way.
“What’s certain is that pheromone manipulation won’t work on me.”
Pheromone manipulation was the act of injecting and amplifying pheromones.
Usually, the injected pheromones and existing pheromones cause a fusion reaction. If the rejection is severe, the person dies; if they adapt, the pheromones are enhanced.
It was similar to the principle of enhancing items in a game. A terrible probability game. The difference from the game was that there was no cheat code to increase the odds.
Just the fact that he subjected his own children to such a dangerous act, relying on luck, showed that the Sarvan Lord was an irredeemable piece of trash.
Of course, the Sarvan Lord’s misdeeds would end with Chelsea’s generation.
Born as a bastard of Sarvan, destined to cut off Sarvan’s deep-rooted evils. It all felt like more than just a coincidence, and Chelsea even felt a sense of duty.
In any case, other pheromones didn’t work on Chelsea.
After initially being skeptical, Chelsea became convinced after several experiments that she had a unique constitution where other pheromones didn’t work.
A body with a kind of immune system.
What’s the point of worrying when they’ll just be eliminated quickly?
Of course, it was natural for Ella, who didn’t know these circumstances, to be anxious. At that moment, Heathcliff said,
“So, when are you planning to depart?”
The reason he had come all the way here this time was to go to the location of the Ebeneseb Stone together.
The deep-sea cave was as complex as a maze, and one could easily get lost without someone who knew the way well.
It became easier thanks to Heathcliff, who was familiar with the geography of the North.
Originally, she was going to look for the Ebeneseb Stone secretly while monitoring the Sarvan Lord’s movements.
However, due to the coincidental proximity of their locations and the outbreak of Zerachiel’s madness, they couldn’t delay any longer.
She had prepared numerous scenarios in anticipation of this, but those were just predictions.
It would be easier to cope if she kept in mind that things could deviate from expectations at any time.
“The right time would be when the ritual is held and I start my closed-door training.”
As things stood, she was planning to simultaneously dismiss the Sarvan Lord from his position and go to find the Ebeneseb Stone.
Chelsea grinned and said,
“I can’t miss the opportunity to solve everything at once.”