Heretic Trainer: The Gym Is My Cultivation Method-Chapter 493: Emotional Damage Critical Hit

Rachel watched Dahlia’s face turn red and held her gaze for a moment.

Then she smirked. "What were you expecting, Dahlia? Did you think I’d get angry?"

Dahlia didn’t answer.

Rachel stepped closer. "Or that I’d make Garion dislike me because of this?"

She shook her head once. "You really are still a kid, Dahlia."

Dahlia’s fists clenched.

Rachel continued, her tone steady. "No matter what you say, I’m his wife now."

A short pause. "So he’s stuck with me."

She didn’t soften her voice. "And there’s nothing you can do about that."

Dahlia’s expression tightened... Then broke.

Tears suddenly fell from her eyes. She was crying.

Her voice came out sharp and uneven. "Who the hell do you think you are?!"

Everyone froze.

Even Garion blinked, caught off guard. No one expected this.

Dahlia wiped her eyes roughly, but more tears kept coming. "You just showed up and think you can take Master away from me?!"

Her voice cracked again.

Arden covered his face. "...This is bad..."

Rachel’s smirk faded. "...What?"

She blinked, genuinely surprised. "Why are you crying?"

Dahlia stepped forward, pointing at her. "You think I’ll just accept this?!"

Rachel let out a small breath. "...Who said I’m taking him from you?"

Dahlia froze. "...What?"

Rachel’s tone calmed. "He’s your master."

She gestured lightly toward Garion. "That doesn’t change."

Then she added, just as clearly. "But he’s mine too."

Dahlia’s brows tightened. "...What do you mean he’s yours?"

Rachel met her gaze without hesitation. "Even if he’s your master..."

Her voice stayed firm. "He’s still my husband."

Dahlia shook her head. "...You can’t just say that he’s yours."

Rachel raised a brow. "I already did."

Then she tilted her head slightly. "...You really are acting like a child."

Dahlia snapped immediately. "I’m not a kid!"

Rachel gestured toward her face. "Then why are you crying?"

Dahlia wiped her tears again, more forcefully this time. "I’m not crying!"

Her voice still wavered. "... This is just..."

Rachel sighed. "Just answer me honestly. Why are you actually upset?"

Dahlia didn’t respond right away.

Rachel continued. "You were fine before."

She watched her closely. "You even congratulated me."

A short pause. "So what changed?"

Dahlia pressed her lips together. "...Because of what you did."

Rachel frowned. "What do you mean by that?"

Dahlia’s face flushed again. "You did it on the first day."

Her voice dropped. "...And you were loud."

Silence.

Rachel blinked, clearly surprised. "...That’s why?"

Dahlia looked away. "It’s not just that..."

Rachel crossed her arms lightly. "No. It is."

She stepped a little closer. "You’re embarrassed."

Dahlia snapped her head back. "I’m not!"

Rachel didn’t argue. Instead, she asked calmly, "...So what do you want from me?"

Dahlia hesitated. Then spoke more quietly. "...Say sorry. For what you said to me."

Rachel nodded without hesitation. "Alright."

Her tone softened slightly. "I’m sorry for saying you were nothing."

Dahlia glanced at her, then gave a small nod. "...Okay."

Rachel tilted her head. "So we’re fine now?"

Dahlia shook her head. "Nope."

Rachel raised a brow. "Then what?"

Dahlia looked straight at her. "...Teach me how to be a dominant woman."

Rachel paused for half a second. Then a smirk formed. "Sure."

Her voice turned a bit playful. "I’ll teach you how to be strong enough to handle any man." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Dahlia held her gaze, still a little red but steadier now. "...You better not be lying."

Rachel smiled. "I’m not."

A brief silence followed.

Then Dahlia turned and walked with her.

Behind them, Arden let out a slow breath. "...I don’t even know what just happened."

Raviel shook his head. "...This sect is getting weirder by the day."

Garion crossed his arms, watching the two walk away. "...Yeah."

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Far away, deep within the main base of the Black Chimera, the hall was silent.

Only two figures stood in the center.

Heinkel sat on his throne, one arm resting on the side, posture relaxed.

In front of him, Pelion stood with his head slightly lowered.

Heinkel spoke first. "So... Darius is dead."

Pelion nodded. "That is correct, Chimera Lord."

Heinkel’s gaze shifted slightly. "Tell me again. How did he die?"

A brief pause. "How does a perfect Chimera like him end up dead?"

Pelion nodded once. "Yes, Chimera Lord."

He lifted his head slightly. "First, Darius lost to his daughter. He underestimated her strength."

He continued without hesitation. "After that, Garion finished him."

Heinkel’s eyes narrowed. "Garion..."

His voice lowered slightly. "What kind of skill could kill a perfect Chimera?"

Pelion answered calmly. "It is a skill that pulls everything into a single point."

He kept his tone steady. "It does not distinguish between allies and enemies. Once pulled in... everything is crushed inside."

He paused for a moment. "The power exceeded my expectations. It has reached the level of the fourth realm."

Heinkel tapped his finger lightly on the armrest. "So... a hole that devours everything."

Pelion nodded. "Yes. And once inside... nothing survives. Not even a perfect Chimera."

Heinkel glanced at him again. "If it hit me... do you think I would survive?"

Pelion’s jaw tightened slightly. "...I am not sure."

Heinkel watched him for a moment. Then, he smiled. "...Interesting. To think another otherworlder could reach that level."

He tapped the armrest again. "He is more dangerous than I thought."

Pelion remained silent. Then, Heinkel suddenly looked at him again. "Cancel all other plans."

Pelion blinked. "...What? My Lord?"

Heinkel didn’t pause. "Stop everything. Focus all resources on the main plan, the Demon Gate."

Pelion frowned slightly.

"But we’ve already invested too much into the other operations."

Heinkel stood up from his throne. "The Grand Factions are now aware of our real strength."

His tone remained calm. "There is no point continuing smaller plans."

He stepped forward, stopping in front of Pelion. "We move everything to the main objective."

Pelion lowered his head. "...Understood."

He paused briefly. "And... I apologize. For Darius, and for exposing our strength."

Heinkel waved his hand lightly. "He was a useful tool."

Another step forward. "...But tools break."

He looked ahead, gaze distant. "What matters is what comes next."

Pelion nodded firmly. "I will begin preparations immediately."

Heinkel’s smile returned. "...Good."

He turned away. "Make sure there are no delays."

Pelion stepped back. "...Yes, Chimera Lord."