Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method-Chapter 492: Aveline Joined The Madness Too

Raviel suddenly shouted, his voice loud and raw. "Big sister, why did you marry this brute?!"

Garion raised a brow immediately. "Hey. I’m not a brute."

He glanced at him, unimpressed. "And why the hell are you shouting like that? Aren’t you a grown man?"

Raviel didn’t calm down. "So what?!"

He pointed straight at Garion. "How dare you marry my sister? She’s kind and smart. How the hell does someone like you end up with her?"

Garion frowned slightly but didn’t respond right away.

Rachel, however, did. She smiled, calm and steady. "Because I love him, Raviel."

Raviel’s expression tightened. "Big sister, he’s fooling you."

Rachel’s smile faded. Her tone turned firm. "That’s enough, Raviel."

She crossed her arms lightly. "Who I love and who I marry is not your decision."

Raviel froze for a second.

Rachel didn’t stop. "Love isn’t something you calculate or analyze."

Her gaze shifted briefly to Garion. Then back to Raviel. "I chose him."

Her voice didn’t waver. "And I will keep choosing him, no matter what you say."

Raviel clenched his jaw, still clearly unhappy. He hesitated, then spoke again.

"Even so...How could you go that far? Immediately... and for an entire week straight?"

Rachel raised a brow. "So what?"

Her tone didn’t change at all. "We’re God Gym athletes. Our stamina and bodies aren’t normal."

She lifted her chin slightly. "Did you really think one night would be enough for me?"

Raviel froze for a second. "...That’s not what I meant."

Aveline spoke calmly from the side. "She’s not wrong."

Rachel smiled when she heard that. "See? Sister Aveline gets it."

Aveline gave a small nod. "One night isn’t enough for me either."

Rachel smirked. "Then what about my brother?"

She tilted her head slightly. "Can he satisfy you? How long does he last?"

Aveline didn’t hesitate. "Usually from one night... up to a full day."

She paused after that.

Silence followed.

Raviel stiffened and slowly turned toward her. "...Aveline."

Aveline looked back at him, eyes narrowing slightly. "Raviel."

Her tone stayed calm. "Is that your limit?"

Raviel frowned. "What does that have to do with..."

Rachel cut him off immediately. "Of course it has something to do with you."

She stepped forward slightly. "If I chose someone like you, I wouldn’t be satisfied at all."

She glanced at Garion briefly. "That’s one of the reasons I chose him."

Her voice stayed steady. "He’s strong enough to keep up with me for an entire week."

Then her gaze returned to Raviel. "And you’re my little brother."

Her tone sharpened just a bit. "You need to be better and last longer."

She gestured lightly toward Aveline. "Aveline is my sister now. How can you not even satisfy her properly?"

Raviel frowned deeper. "...Why am I the one getting lectured right now?"

Rachel stepped closer. "Because you’re falling short."

Garion stood to the side with his arms crossed, watching everything unfold.

For once... He didn’t say anything. Raviel, in this moment, looked completely miserable. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Rachel continued without hesitation. "From now on, Raviel, I’m going to train you myself."

Her tone was firm. "I’ll make you much stronger than you are now."

Raviel opened his mouth... then stopped. Saying anything right now would only make things worse.

Aveline stepped in calmly. "Alright, Sister Rachel. I’ll handle the other athletes on God Island."

She glanced around briefly. "The numbers are still small. It’s manageable."

Rachel nodded. "Thanks for that, Sister Aveline."

Then she looked back at Raviel. "I’ll make sure to turn him into someone who can satisfy you properly every day."

Aveline smirked slightly. "I’ll be waiting for that."

Raviel let out a long sigh. At this point, he already regretted everything.

Garion chuckled under his breath. "...Good luck."

Raviel shot him a look. "You’re enjoying this way too much."

Garion shrugged. "I’m just watching."

Rachel let out a soft laugh. "Hehe... don’t worry."

Her eyes locked onto Raviel again. "I’ll make sure you improve."

Raviel frowned, already sensing what was coming next. "...This is going to be hell."

Before anyone could move, Dahlia suddenly appeared. Arden followed right behind her.

She walked straight up and stopped in front of Rachel.

Rachel just smiled when she saw her. "So... what are you doing here, dear Dahlia?"

Dahlia crossed her arms. "Elder Rachel."

Her voice was steady, but the tension was clear. "I’ll admit one thing."

Rachel tilted her head slightly. "Oh?"

Dahlia continued. "I can’t say anything about you and Master being husband and wife."

She paused for a second. Then her eyes narrowed. "But don’t misunderstand."

Her tone sharpened. "Just because I’m single doesn’t mean I don’t understand love or anything related to it."

The air grew heavier.

Dahlia stepped closer and pointed at herself. "I’m not like you, Rachel."

Her gaze hardened. "Someone who suddenly became an elder just because Master chose you."

She smirked. "You understand what I’m saying, right?"

Her voice dropped. "You’re just relying on him."

She didn’t hold back. "You’re nothing special... You’re just a dumb cheap bitch."

Silence.

Arden’s eyes widened slightly. "...That’s your counter...?"

Rachel let out a small chuckle. Then she laughed. "Oh... so that’s what you wanted to say?"

Dahlia didn’t flinch. "...That’s exactly what I’m saying."

Rachel nodded slowly, still smiling. "I see."

She looked at Dahlia calmly. "Then yes."

Her voice didn’t waver. "I’m just a dumb cheap bitch."

The moment she said that... Everyone froze.

Rachel continued without pause. "But let me ask you something, Dahlia."

Her gaze stayed locked. "Which dumb cheap bitch can handle Garion for a whole week in bed and still walk out like this?"

Garion, standing behind her, raised a brow but didn’t interrupt.

Rachel kept going. "Which dumb cheap bitch can become an elder in God Gym and be acknowledged by everyone here?"

Aveline gave a small, approving nod.

Rachel didn’t look away. "And which dumb cheap bitch can stand right in front of you without backing down?"

Silence filled the space again.

Dahlia’s expression tightened.

Rachel tilted her head slightly. "If you think I’m relying on him..."

She shrugged. "And that I’m just a dumb cheap bitch..."

Her smile didn’t fade. "Then sure. I am."

She took a small step forward. "So what?"

Arden slowly looked away. "...Damn... that counter is insane."

Dahlia stood there in silence, her face turning red.