#12.

This is unbelievable!The original Ella had drawn attention from powerful supernatural beings due to her unique pheromones. It was precisely because of these strong supernatural beings that her pheromones played the role of a powerful suppressant.

Strong pheromones tended to be exclusive and closed, making it difficult for those under their influence to regain their senses once intoxicated by their power. I may not know the extent of my own pheromonal power, but it seemed I was mistaken in thinking I could live an ordinary life.

Suddenly finding myself elevated in status from a lesser-known supernatural being to a noble one felt surreal. While I had thought about becoming the mistress, I had never wished for such abilities.

“How amusing.”

At that moment, Zerakiel, with his golden eyes sparkling, stared at me. A shiver ran down my spine when he uttered the word ‘amusing,’ as it was a phrase frequently used by the Zerakiel in the original work.

Originally, Zerakiel, who strongly suppressed his desires and lived without interest in anything, found his only fascination in Ella. Ella’s unique pheromones had subdued the madness passed down through generations in his lineage.

As I reminisced about the climax of the novel, where war erupted to eventually possess Ella, using her as a tonic for his wandering desires, a chill ran down my spine.

Unfortunately, she drew the attention of the villain.
‘Can I escape from this place?’

Somehow, even with the arrival of spring, a ominous premonition filled her mind that she might not be able to leave this place.

* * *

Meanwhile, Rachel, who was enjoying a vacation in the Ilanbore, the territory of the Honeybee Tribe, unexpectedly received some news. It was information she heard from a spy planted in the Zavishi family.

“Riki started raising a ferret?”

“Yes. And dhe used to be a former warehouse thief.”

Instead of capturing the warehouse thief, they were raising him. Rachel couldn’t quite understand and shook her head in disbelief.

“How peculiar. The one who had no interest in anything at all.”

Rachel couldn’t readily comprehend the unbelievable information even after seeing it with her own eyes. In the photo, there was a small and cute white sloth freely wandering around the Zavishi Castle. It had a quite charming appearance, but it seemed unlikely that Zerakiel would be impressed by just that.

As Rachel glanced through the photos with a sidelong look, she paused at one photo. It showed the white sloth chewing on Zerakiel’s finger like gum.

Rachel handed the photo to Kiera and said, “And she’s still alive with this?”

“Yes. Not only that, but it seems Zerakiel ordered to hit anyone who tries to separate them. According to the information, he said Zerakiel gets jealous and commands to hit only himself.”

“Our Riki is hitting and living…?”

Rachel, as if not believing her eyes, burst into laughter a beat late. It was truly an absurd situation. She waved her hands and said, “Ahaha! That’s not funny, Kiera. He’s already a corpse, right? Isn’t he?”

“That’s correct.”

When Kiera replied seriously, Rachel abruptly stopped laughing. “Really?”

“Yes.”

“Incredible!”

If that was the case, it wasn’t the time to leisurely chat like this. Rachel stood up from her chair in haste and said, “I have to go to the Zavishi family immediately. Prepare.”

“Are you going without contacting them?”

“When have I ever contacted them? Besides, even if I do, that damn spoiled brat Zakari won’t open the door anyway!”

“That’s because every time you meet him, you keep cursing him…”

“He keeps scratching me every time I meet him! Ha! That damn spoiled brat, just thinking about it makes my blood boil.”

Rachel thought of Zakari and felt her anger rising. Surprisingly, that damn spoiled brat was a term referring to the leader of the Black Panther.

“Who would believe that I got into a relationship and marriage with someone who curses like that?”

The maid standing nearby recalled Rachel and Zakari’s beautiful wedding with a sense of longing. It was a marriage that defied the opposition of their parents. Even so, they were a couple who seemed so well-suited. How did it come to this?

While the maid pondered such thoughts, Rachel’s mouth didn’t stop. Instead, her words became increasingly coarse and harsh.

“That darn idiot, I should’ve scolded him—bbi-bbi-bbi. Every time he giggles, I should’ve scolded him—bbi-bbi.”

Rachel’s mouth was filled with unspeakable vulgarities. It was evident that her temper was rising. As her voice grew louder, a terrifying pheromone wafted around, causing the frightened maid to tremble. It felt like blood would burst from her ears.

On the other hand, Kiera, Rachel’s assistant, showed no change in expression. Instead, she observed Rachel with dry eyes.

The maid looked at Kiera with admiration. She truly was Rachel’s personal assistant. Even in the face of such powerful pheromones, she remained unaffected.

“Miss Kiera, you’re so cool…”

Meanwhile, Kiera thought, “I really want to finish work strongly.” Her mind was already filled with thoughts like a seasoned assistant.

Kiera looked at Rachel, who was grumbling, with a hazy gaze. She was still lost in her own thoughts. “Hmm, what should I eat when I get off work?” There was leftover chicken stew at home from yesterday, so boiling and eating that seemed like a good idea.

In truth, Kiera was already accustomed to Rachel’s sanguine temperament, and it didn’t faze her much. If anything, Rachel was the only superior who didn’t make her do unnecessary tasks or bully her.

“No, I should visit the newly opened lamb skewer restaurant near here.”

Deciding on the evening menu, Kiera decided to act before the maid, who was about to burst her bladder. When Rachel was grumbling, giving her honey cookies always calmed her down.

Kiera gestured to the shaking maid beside her. The maid then offered a tray she was holding. It contained cookies made from Ilanbore honey.

Rachel sharply reacted to it. “What’s this? Are you telling me to shut up after eating this?”

“While you enjoy these, I will prepare for the visit to the Zavishi family.”

Rachel, with a mouthful of honey cookies, looked at Kiera, who spoke in a businesslike manner. The sweet honey filled her mouth, and Rachel unconsciously loosened her expression.

Filled with mercy after just one piece of honey, Rachel, in high spirits, said, “Alright, prepare until I finish all of these.”

Indeed, honey was the only thing that could quiet Rachel’s fiery temper. With an easily manageable master like this, and given the abundance of money, it was a wonder why everyone else didn’t run away.

“Understood.”

Kiera, with an expressionless face, bowed her head in acknowledgment.

‘I want to go home. Even now, I want to go home. Even if I go home, I want to go home. I want, to, go, home!’

Internally singing a quitting song, she waited for the end of the day.

* * *

This is a big problem. It seems like I’m definitely in the midst of shooting a survival show now. Ever since I heard the sarcastic comment “interesting” from Zerakiel, my thoughts have become quite complicated. I could happily accept that I turned out to be a powerful supernatural being, but did I really need to attract the attention of the villain?

What should I do? Am I going to be imprisoned like Ella in the original work? In an instant, the thought “You will be imprisoned” echoed through my mind. If I continued down this path of becoming human, there could be a chance I would spend my entire life being pursued by Zerakiel.

The key was to escape quickly, but the problem was that there was no opportunity to escape at all. I sat casually at the garden table, gnawing at my front paw. I became anxious, and that led to constantly chewing on something. Ayla, observing me, tilted her head.

“Oh, Chichi. Are you hungry?”

No matter how hungry I was, I wouldn’t eat my own flesh. It was at that moment when I glanced at Ayla with clouded eyes.

“It’s not snack time yet.”

As I said that, she pulled out a cheese cracker from her apron pocket and offered it to me. The cheese cracker emitted a pleasant smell.

“Well, they say even the view of the Mountains is better after a meal.”

I graciously accepted the offering and began to chew on the cracker, savoring its taste. That’s when it happened.

Boom! Suddenly, a loud explosion echoed from the direction of the main gate, accompanied by rising smoke.