The Strongest Daughter-In-Law Of The Black Lion Family [EN]: Chapter 151

“Kugh!”

The Sarvan family head slammed into the ground, groaning. Simultaneously, the beastmen protecting him collapsed, not of their own volition.

“Kkeugh.”

“Kkeureureuk.”

Foaming sounds erupted from everywhere as Jabisi’s pheromones saturated the area.

Seeing this, Heathcliff cast a pheromone shield on Ella and Eve.

“Can’t you even distinguish friend from foe?” Heathcliff protested.

Zerachiel, however, only stared at the Sarvan family head on the ground. He was indifferent to everything else, his sole focus on the whereabouts of the white ferret.

“Answer.”

“Kgut! Do you think I would tell you something like that… Ughaaak!”

The Sarvan family head’s scream was cut short as Zerachiel severed his left arm.

“Next is the right one,” Zerachiel muttered coldly, raising his sword to the man’s right arm. His patience was wearing thin, and he had no time for games.

“Kgut―!”

The Sarvan family head, now an amputee, trembled. He knew he would soon lose his remaining arm.

Finally, overcome by fear, he pointed towards the cliff face that formed one wall. Zerachiel’s gaze followed.

Kwaaang―!

Someone launched pheromones at Zerachiel, who easily dodged the attack, frowning.

“Ha.”

The man hadn’t been aiming for Zerachiel. He laughed in disbelief, belatedly realizing this.

“Kkeureuk.”

The Sarvan family head foamed at the mouth and died, the clean cut on his neck mirroring that of Victor Orban.

A masked man with silver hair and silver eyes stood revealed.

This was undoubtedly the figure Nahid and Eve had described.

Moreover, he seemed to be using some kind of trick, as the face behind the mask appeared indistinct, likely a device to conceal his identity. If so, his outward appearance was probably fake as well.

“A big fish has been caught,” Zerachiel said, adjusting his grip on his sword. He figured that extracting information about Chersea’s location would be easier from this man than from the now-deceased Sarvan family head.

Luring this man out had been the primary reason for targeting the Sarvan family head in the first place—killing two birds with one stone.

Just as he was about to capture the masked man and prevent his escape, a mysterious, masked woman appeared silently behind him.

The woman’s expression remained unchanged despite the overwhelming presence of Jabisi’s pheromones. She resembled a doll.

Dressed entirely in black, she looked like the Grim Reaper. The moment Zerachiel met her eerie black eyes, Heathcliff and Ella’s faces contorted in alarm.

“That one is…”

The woman lightly shook a bell in her hand, a red gem embedded within it.

Dding-!

Upon hearing the sound, Zerachiel dropped his sword and clutched his head.

“Kgut!”

His head throbbed as if it would shatter. His mind felt scrambled by the single chime.

Zerachiel collapsed to the ground, his insides twisting in agony. He fought to endure with his mental strength, but a second bell sound echoed through the cavern.

Dding-!

Then, Zerachiel’s memory went blank.

* * *

― How do you know Bobby?

Tavi immediately posed the question. They were unaware that I had accessed Larien’s memories through the Divine Beast’s recollections.

It wasn’t a deliberate secret, but rather something I hadn’t felt necessary to disclose.

I am a reincarnation of Larien, but now I am Chersea Jabisi.

I said with a tense face.

“When I offered pheromones to the Mishir Order, I glimpsed Larien’s memories. And perhaps I am a reincarnation of Larien.”

― !

― ?!

Tavi and Jonathan’s eyes widened as if they would pop out at my revelation. Jonathan spoke next.

― D, did you remember something?

“When I encountered a woman resembling Ebensev, memories surfaced that I didn’t know I possessed. It’s certain that everyone called me Larien.”

― Heo-eo.

Jonathan sighed, placing his front paw on his shiny forehead. Tavi, on the other hand, remained silent, frozen in mid-air.

After a moment, she said,

― I see.

“Tavi?”

― Now everything makes sense.

Tavi muttered something incomprehensible. Unsure what she meant by ‘makes sense,’ I waited quietly.

Tavi said in a heavy voice.

― Then you and Jabisi have a terrible relationship. To think that you would meet again like this after all this time.

“What do you mean?”

― Bobby’s full name is ‘Vasili Bien Jabisi.’

“!”

I held my breath at the familiar name. I had vaguely suspected it since the Black Lion appeared in the Divine Beast’s memory.

Perhaps Jabisi is a descendant of that Black Lion.

Tavi’s next words confirmed my suspicion.

― He is the first head of Jabisi and the one who took Larien, your power, to gain strong pheromones.

“I wasn’t deprived of my power by Bobby. I clearly gave it to him willingly.”

― No. From the beginning, Bobby entering Hebel and meeting you were all Ebensev’s schemes.

“…That’s.”

― Ebensev used your kind heart to hope that you would also become corrupted like himself.

“That can’t be…”

As I repeatedly denied it, Tavi raised her voice in frustration.

― Why do you think Bobby kept going in and out of Hebel in the first place? Didn’t you really know that there was an intention? That guy was a spy sent by Ebensev!

I could only tremble and didn’t answer. Even though I remembered the memories of Larien, my past life, I was just Chersea Jabisi now.

I couldn’t even remember exactly what emotions I felt back then. I just recall the memories as information.

Clearly, Bobby in the memory loved Larien. Larien felt the same way.

Larien didn’t hesitate to save the dead Bobby. When she gave up her immortality and saved him, Larien clearly had no regrets.

‘I should have just let someone like me die.’

Rather, it was Bobby who regretted it. That Bobby had actually deceived her?

It was a scheme to take her power?

The truth could not be known unless Bobby came back to life.

It was around that time, amidst my confusion, that I heard footsteps approaching.

“!”

Startled, I retrieved the relic from my pocket and hastily returned it to its place. I hadn’t even created a replica yet, so removing the original would be immediately detected.

‘Oh, what should I do?’

I frantically searched for a hiding spot. The vault had only one entrance, offering no escape.

Meanwhile, the footsteps grew closer. If I remained where I was, I would inevitably encounter the intruder.

‘Eek!’

Quickly, I transformed into a beastman and squeezed my body into the narrow gap behind a display case.

My reasoning was that my small size would make me difficult to spot unless the person meticulously examined the floor.

Moments later, Naman entered the vault.

‘Isn’t it too early for him to be here?’

Hugging the wall, I observed Naman’s actions.

Fortunately, he didn’t notice me. He seemed to inspect the relics before selecting one.

His practiced movements suggested familiarity with removing and using the relics, as if he had done so frequently.

‘So Naman is also involved.’

Indeed, Naman was the only one with unrestricted access to the vault.

He must know Ebensev’s location.

Now that things had progressed this far, I had to uncover Ebensev’s whereabouts and put an end to this.

I waited silently for Naman to leave, pressing myself against the wall to avoid detection.

Just then, my front paw brushed against something, and suddenly, I felt myself falling backward.

“!”

That wasn’t an illusion. The brick I was leaning on rotated 360 degrees.

Unable to regain my footing, I tumbled down an unknown passage.

“Chu-up!”

I covered my mouth to stifle a scream. The world began to spin.