The Strongest Daughter-In-Law Of The Black Lion Family [EN]: Chapter 63

#63.

“Right now, you’re the one in danger, Master. Who are you saying is in danger?”

Rudy stamped his feet, trying to dissuade him, but Heathcliff wouldn’t budge. Seeing Heathcliff determined to go towards the black pillar, Rudy cursed and shouted.

“Ugh, please!”

“If you’re so worried, go on ahead.”

“How can you say that?”

“There’s no other way. If it’s a true rampage, we have to stop it now, or there will only be more chaos.”

Hearthcliff started moving, giving a rather heroic answer, though he hid the fact that his heart wasn’t entirely righteous.

“Damn it!”

Rudy couldn’t abandon the young master he served. In the end, defeated by Heathcliff’s stubbornness, Rudy relented, saying,

“Then we’re only going to check it out and leave. If it looks dangerous, we’re pulling out immediately.”

“Yeah. Just checking.”

It was the moment he started running towards the direction where the black pillar had risen. Just as he got close to the pillar, a white light suddenly enveloped it and began to purify the pheromone toxin that was spreading in all directions.

Rudy and Heathcliff stopped in their tracks at the sight of the black and white swirling around. It was an incredibly awe-inspiring display of light and darkness.

* * *

The moment I released my pheromones, I could see the venomous tattoos spreading across Zachary’s body fading.

‘It’s working!’

Confirming this, I poured my pheromones into Zachary with all my might.

At that moment, I felt something cracking inside me, but my mind was entirely focused on saving Zachary.

“Kuh!”

I could see Zachary’s red eyes gradually returning to their yellow hue. Following that, a light of reason flickered in Zachary’s eyes, which had not recognized me.

“White, Bean?”

At any other time, I would have told him to call me by my proper name, but now I was just glad because that meant Zachary was regaining consciousness.

But that was too optimistic.

Following that, Zachary’s eyes turned red again, and he tried to break the chains as if sensing a crisis. Then, I felt my strength draining away, and my heart ached.

“Ugh.”

I tasted something metallic in my mouth. I had definitely suffered internal injuries.

‘Ha, what riches am I going to enjoy to be doing this…’

First of all, Zachary’s power was too strong. The pheromones emanating from him were also threatening.

At this rate, I felt like I would be overwhelmed by force.

I stared at Zachary with a face covered in cold sweat. He was so strong that the silver chains were already cracking. It was the moment I was about to reinforce them with new chains.

Clang—! Crack!

At the same time as the taut chains snapped, I heard a chilling sound like flesh being pierced.

* * *

Zerachiel was always prepared for moments like this. His father’s madness was far faster than that of previous Zabishee family heads.

So, he had to somehow build up his strength before his father died. He devoted himself to training, suppressing his own emotions, and made bone-grinding efforts to freely control pheromones before becoming an adult.

He thought he was fully prepared.

But the moment he saw his father rampaging before his eyes, Zerachiel froze.

It was more horrific and terrifying than he had imagined.

The thought that this could be his future self weighed heavily on his legs.

And that momentary hesitation drove him into a pit.

“Chelsea?”

Before he could stop her, Chelsea jumped at Zachary. Following that, white pheromones were emitted.

The powerful pheromones he had felt when Chichi first bit him enveloped Zachary. For a moment, Zerachiel almost fainted as his body relaxed, but he drew his sword and slashed his own palm.

Red blood dripped down, and his dazed mind cleared. Zachary was also unable to resist Chelsea’s pheromones.

It was then.

“!”

Zerachiel’s lips trembled as he saw the venom of the rampage fading.

The only thing that could stop a Zabishee who had gone berserk was death. Wasn’t it the terrible pheromone toxin that didn’t stop unless killed that caused the great chaos?

They had never returned to their original state on their own, nor had anyone ever turned them back. Only death was rest and peace.

Why was Chelsea doing that miraculous thing?

What was she that she could do this?

It was when Zerachiel was넋 놓고 [넋 놓고 (neok nohgo) is a Korean expression that means to be absent-mindedly or blankly watching something] watching the scene. The chains that had been holding Zachary were about to break.

Zerachiel reflexively jumped at Zachary and stabbed his shoulder with his sword.

Crack—!

Chelsea squeezed her eyes shut at the chilling sound. Zerachiel coldly watched the blood pouring out and separated her from Zachary.

While Zachary, who had been ambushed, groaned, clutching his shoulder.

Zerachiel grabbed her shoulder and shouted.

“Are you crazy?”

Chelsea trembled at the sudden shout and looked at him. Looking at her calm and innocent eyes, it was hard to believe that she had almost died just now.

“Are you desperate to die?”

“Zerachiel.”

“What do you think you are, jumping in there? Don’t you know what a Zabishee is?”

It was the first time in his life that he had been so angry. Zerachiel poured out his indescribable anger on Chelsea.

“Don’t try to interfere presumptuously. You’re dealing with someone you can’t possibly handle.”

Sharper words than he had intended came out. As expected, Chelsea looked hurt.

Seeing that expression, Zerachiel became frightened and shut his mouth.

After a while.

“Zerachiel, are you okay?”

Chelsea’s hand touched his cheek. Only then did Zerachiel realize that it was he, not her, who was trembling, and he gaped.

Seeing Chelsea asking about his well-being without any resentment after he had only spewed harsh words, Zerachiel broke down.

The hand holding the sword lost its strength. Zerachiel frowned and muttered.

“You almost died. …Do you know that?”

Chelsea stared intently at his trembling golden eyes. Seeing Zerachiel frightened, she belatedly realized that she had acted recklessly without consulting him.

“I know.”

“A person who knows that…!”

“But I thought you would save me if I was in danger.”

“What?”

“You’re much stronger than me, after all.”

Zerachiel was dumbfounded by Chelsea’s smiling words.

“How can you say that…”

But he couldn’t bring himself to say any more harsh words. Strangely, the fact that she trusted him that much calmed his heart.

Meanwhile, Zachary was lying on the floor, screaming in pain.

It was because Zerachiel had stabbed him with his sword and sprayed him with paralyzing venom with his pheromones. As a result, Zachary’s strength seemed to be slightly dulled.

Seeing this was the time, Chelsea tried to step forward again, but Zerachiel stopped her. His eyes flashed fiercely.

“I’ll take it from here.”

“But…”

“This is my duty. It’s something I have to do alone, without anyone’s help.”

Chelsea pursed her lips at Zerachiel’s serious tone.

My duty.

An unavoidable destiny heavily placed on the Zabishee from the moment they are born.

A ruthless path where they choose to be killed by the same bloodline rather than die miserably at the hands of another.

But Chelsea knew. In fact, Zerachiel didn’t want to kill Zachary either.

In the upcoming development, Zerachiel’s inner thoughts were visible. Ever since that day when he had no choice but to kill his father with his own hands, he had been broken somehow.

Like someone with an irreparable fatal wound, he was dying day by day.

‘I’ll never let that happen.’

Chelsea, determined, glared back at Zerachiel’s cold gaze and snapped.

“Is that really what you want?”