The Noble Lady of Lust
Chapter 193: Platinum Lucky Ticket

Chapter 193: Platinum Lucky Ticket

"You wretch! Speak up! What did you do with my sister’s appearance?"

"I-I don’t know what you’re talking about! I didn’t do anything, I meant that I was so clear about Selene’s image that I think I could-"

"My lady."

’Nooo!!, Eira, what did you do? You drew Elena’s attention to a delicate subject.’

"E-Elena! What’s the ma-matter?"

"My lady, I hadn’t thought of it before, but Miss Eira has a point, I’ve noticed a subject I’ve neglected."

Shit. If I think about it, it’s the first time I transformed into something else besides Chris in front of them, and now, because of Eira, Elena realized the possibilities or rather what I was capable of, abecés, someone knowing you well can backfire.

"No!!! Wait!!!, why are you bringing George out again, you just used him, it’s unnecessary!"

"Be honest, my lady."

"Well, yes I have, but I didn’t do anything wrong, I just took some pictures in front of the mirror, nothing else."

"My lady, could you show me those pictures?"

"Sure, like I said, I didn’t do anything wrong."

I had no choice but to pull out the jewel where I had the photos stored. They were the pictures I took of myself when I was alone, with nothing to do, alone and unsupervised.

I morphed into them and, well, there was a mirror and I had a jewel that saved images, but they were just pictures where I did things they rarely did, like Elena smiling or Alice and Selene where she was looking at me coldly

’yes, that’s what’s on ’that’ jewel...’

I was smart and kept the photos that could get me in trouble elsewhere, like when I changed Elena and dressed in a maid’s microbikini.

In my defense, it started out of curiosity to see how good it would look on her when I managed to get her to wear it. I had no qualms in trying it on, since the one reflected in the mirror was Elena, and the image of her, to transform me, was more than clear in my head, and the same happened with the rest of the girls.

And well, after that I got more excited and took many more pictures. Elena with a maid microbikini in suggestive poses was the slightest among the photos of that second jewel.

That day I went crazy and did a lot of things in front of that mirror, it didn’t help that there were things in the inventory that even made the tailor I always order things from, look at me more with dismay, the bright side is that even though it was me miming I had material, to stimulate my art of lust in a situation that required it.

The downside was that I was getting more and more excited with myself. As if that wasn’t enough, my doppelganger, who was watching from the side, attacked me, of course I hit him, to get him to wake up.

I don’t blame him, as it was literally something I did myself. myself I was so excited to see myself in the mirror, I wanted to jump towards my reflection .

It was so weird that I never did it again, but I kept the images. And if they find that engraving gem, really Elena could kill me, when I thought about this, I saw that luckily I had saved George but .

"눈_눈"

"E-Elena, why are you looking at me like that? I already showed you what I did.... Didn’t I?"

Elena, who finished impeaching the decoy gem, looked at me again. She didn’t seem convinced. She looked at me suspiciously, still doubting me, and honestly, sometimes I think she reads my mind or uses our love match connection for nefarious purposes, knowing when I do something wrong.

And that look of suspicion tells me she’s sure there’s a second gem, pushing me harder and harder. I won’t deny that one of my favorite things is her beautiful ruby red eyes, and when she glares at me, but if I give in here, I could be in danger of my life.

Again, I reflexively activated my pure aura, but that backfired because he looked at me with more intensity.

’yeah, by this point I have to learn that bringing out my pure aura would only confirm Elena’s suspicions,haaa.... I have no choice!’

"..."

Before things got out of hand and she asked me to check the storage, I acted decisively.

It’s a shame, but for the sake of my physical integrity, I’ll have to destroy it. Not to mention that, from time to time, Elena happens to have my storage boslsa in her possession, and she might purposely search for them now that she suspects they exist.

Crrack.

I resolutely took out the gem with the photos and destroyed it with my hands. I could not leave any evidence and purified any trace related to what was in that gem, leaving no possibility of recovering anything. I was thorough to the point that I think I awakened a new function of my blessing.

As they say, in desperate times true potential comes out. I think for a moment I saw white flames as I purified the fragments of the gem.

Finally, the dusty stone scattered on the ground. It was now impossible to even retrieve any data that was engraved on it. On the other hand, later I would see what those white flames were.

"My lady, what did you just destroy?"

Elena looked at me more intently, but now I am free of evidence. She can do nothing.

"Nothing, it was just an empty gem. Well, we’ve said all there is to say. It’s a shame, but it’s time to get started."

Not that I was running away, but this had dragged on and time was now at a premium, I already secured Eira’s help. And I couldn’t drag it out any longer.

"Okay, girls, as I explained before, even if you can’t come, your help is needed to keep this side stable. Also, twins, wait for the signal. The resonance will be the only way to communicate, so don’t turn it off."

"...."

They were all listening clearly, I had already explained, but it was to make it clear. It was one last review, as they are very important in my plan, especially the twins.

"You can go outside and do anything if necessary, but make sure you take a gem with you and be in communication with at least one twin. The faster you react, the better. My life could be in your hands, but don’t worry too much, do it without pressure."

"How can you even say ’no pressure’, dammit!!!! "

"Big sister, you really can’t take me...? I could be a shield if need be..."

"My lady... Please be careful and don’t do something dangerous, your life must come first."

"...Don’t hurt yourself."

I received the concern from the four of them, and I’m going to ignore the crazy thing Alice said.

I stood in the center of the magic circle, I temporarily stored my doppelganger in the dimensional stone, which I now had as an accessory on my waist.

I will only bring it out if I deem it necessary, as I don’t know exactly what situation awaits me on the other side since my alternate self has never really gone where I am going, and all he knows about my target is information he gathered, and not something he has clearly experienced, so it is a mission I am going on a bit blindly.

The function of this magic circle, made of space runes, was to complement the world teleportation scroll, along with other functions that would help me.

And although it has "worldwide" in its name, when I inspected it, I realized that its range would be approximately one third of the surface of this world and is randomized by, but I was able to correct that with the help of the circle that my doopelganger spent all day yesterday making, that and extend its range, consequently, it could only be used once instead of the three uses, which it had by default.

The reason I do all this is because, there was someone I had to take care of. And the sooner the better. That guy was one of the first on the list of people to eliminate.

He was a person that my alternate self wanted me to eliminate at all costs and, unlike with Cordelia’s peculiar case, I did fully understand why I wanted to eliminate him and why it was so urgent. For the longer it went on, the worse it would be to deal with him.

What I doing is something out of my alternate self’s original plans, and by far, he had planned, that when I managed to collect the materials, I would create my own scrolls, as they were not easy to come by, but that would be many years down the road.

And maybe that’s why Solo, in my second metamorphosis, gave me the knowledge to create teleportation scrolls. I couldn’t think of any other reason than, of course, to kill him, considering that my alternate self, had in contrl to decide what exactly was unlocked in each ascension.

It was high priority, and I understand that, although I sincerely wanted the rest of the legacy parts. But one part should already be in someone else’s possession to begin with, and it would crush me as I am currently.

The other is farther than the scroll could reach, even if I tried to stretch its range as far as possible as I’m doing now.

And that was the only thing where such powerful scroll creation knowledge would be necessary, so early on.

However, my alternate self could not have predicted that in William’s legacy, in the last vault of which I had no knowledge, there would be scrolls that would allow me to accomplish that goal many years earlier.

Even at best, it would take me three years to create such a powerful scroll. Now I was going to take this opportunity, where I got them early in the game, to do something different.

That’s where my opinion differed from my alternate self. He wanted me to take him out no matter what, with no room for negotiation and with murderous intentions imbued in his memories.

But as with Cordelia’s case, I’m not going to be affected by his thoughts. Although I am now clear on the reason for his hatred and the emotions involved, stemming from said memories.

After getting the scrolls and thinking about it, I decided to do this immediately after dealing with Aeloria.

I think there is a chance that, instead of being an enemy to be eliminated, he will become my platinum lucky ticket, far surpassing William in potential and what he can offer.

He would be someone better to have as an ally than an enemy, and as much as my alternate self hates him and wants me to kill him, I’m not going to drag in and eliminate something that is convenient to me.

I will use it to my advantage and, even if it seems impossible, I will eliminate it. The problem is that, being much earlier than my alternate self predicted, even what little information I have about what is going on with my target may be different. It may not even be where I think it is.

Still, I bet I’ll find him. Depending on how cooperative he is, I’ll decide how to deal with him.