Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 551 Drino

"Husband…" Teresa's voice drifted toward him, as melodic and captivating as it had always been.

"Hmm," Vritra responded with a soft hum.

"Is it possible for us to travel somewhere together?" she inquired.

Given her unique circumstances, Teresa was well aware that she would likely remain confined to a single room. Although her life had become infinitely more joyful and meaningful since Vritra entered it, a part of her still yearned to witness the world's wonders. However, she only wished to do so by his side; she knew the world contained not just beauty, but also depths of filth and disgust.

"Of course. We are going to visit many places together," Vritra promised. "With me protecting you, there is no need to stay trapped indoors." He then leaned in, adding, "As a matter of fact, we'll be departing for somewhere very soon."

"Oh, thank you, husband!" Teresa exclaimed, leaning her body happily against his.

The vehicle moved in silence for a time before Vritra broke the quiet with a question. "You watched me in battle—slaughtering those fishmen and even striking your own kin—yet you didn't utter a single word of protest. Why is that? I thought you despised violence."

"I do hate it," Teresa replied. Having found herself alone with him, she had already discarded her veil. The driver was positioned such that he couldn't glance back at them. "But I believe you are always in the right."

Their conversation continued throughout the journey as they peeled back the layers of each other's lives. It wasn't long before they crossed into the Yate realm.

A magnificent reception awaited them upon their arrival. The entire realm had been festive, decorated in their honor, as thousands gathered to catch a glimpse of the pair. Before stepping out of the vehicle, Teresa made sure to replace her veil.

Vanessa, Diana, Fiona, and Maeve had traveled with them. Although Gunter was uncertain of the exact nature of their connection to his son, he welcomed them as guests with open arms.

As he escorted Teresa toward the palace, Vritra reached out with his mind. 'Wifey, where are you?'

"I'll arrive in just a few minutes," her voice echoed back instantly in his head.

'Good.' After a brief pause, a thought occurred to him. 'Now that I think about it, what is the name of this world? I don't believe I've heard it mentioned.'

"You haven't? I was certain I told you previously," she replied. "This is the planet Zoratian."

'Just hurry back. My departure for the Star realm is approaching,' Vritra communicated while walking alongside Teresa.

***

In a distant corner of the universe, shrouded in an eternal void of darkness, two eyes burned with a lethal, shimmering intensity. They belonged to a formless, shifting mass of energy. Before these eyes stood a lone, empty throne.

A massive figure knelt before the glowing gaze in a show of deep respect. The creature was a gargantuan, twelve-foot-tall entity with orange, bulky skin—a semi-humanoid resembling a dinosaur with elongated arms and stunted legs.

"Have you located either of them yet?" a booming, heavy voice demanded, causing the creature to tremble.

Though the dinosaur-faced entity, known as Drino, was a powerful demi god, he was nothing compared to the god-level presence he now faced. Drino was a top-tier powerhouse on his own planet and was slated to compete in the upcoming world games, his world having already survived its trial.

"Yes, I have tracked down one of his sisters. This time, her death is certain," Drino stated, his eyes fixed firmly on the floor.

He was eager to serve a god, hoping for even a shred of divine assistance during the games.

"No, do not slay her. Capture her and bring her to me. I intend to seize her power for myself," the heavy voice commanded.

This entity was one of the demon gods from Vritra’s home world. While direct interference on a planet would result in severe divine retribution, manipulating events through an intermediary, though risky, would likely go unpunished. He calculated that no demi god could have possibly emerged on that planet in such a short timeframe.

This made Drino's task simple, even if he faced some minor penalties. The favor of a god was worth any price.

"Depart at once. Time is of the essence. That divine being surely left protections for his sisters. If you fail..."

The god left the threat hanging as his presence vanished. The void dissolved, and Drino found himself back in his own great hall, seated upon his throne.

"How could I possibly fail? It is a simple matter of fetching a frail woman. My commanders could handle such a trifle," Drino muttered.

Despite his arrogance, he intended to handle the mission personally. Even if the planet's restrictions suppressed his power, a demi god remained a demi god. No number of mere lords could hope to defeat him. After issuing his commands, Drino took flight, streaking through the cosmos toward the planet Zoratian.

***

"Art, let us know if you require anything. We've moved your belongings to a larger suite. Now that Teresa is with you, you'll need the extra room," Ava remarked warmly.

"Take good care of her, son. Also, why not assume the role of the Yate family monarch now? I'm certain you're prepared," Gunter suggested.

In Gunter's eyes, Art surpassed him in both raw power and strategic mind. While the parents still harbored secret fears about potential plots against Teresa, they had bolstered security to its highest level.

"No, I believe you're doing fine. I'm not ready to shoulder that burden yet," Vritra declined, knowing he had many other tasks to complete.

"I understand. Spend this time enjoying your life. The position will be waiting when you are ready," Gunter replied.

The family stood a short distance from the couple. Many of the younger Yate men watched Vritra with eyes full of jealousy. Originally, those who held grudges against him thought this marriage would be his downfall. Instead, he had wed the most stunning woman alive—a sorceress of peerless talent.

"Uhm, h-hello... I'm Art's cousin—" Ray stammered as he stepped forward, starstruck to be in the presence of the Stealer of Fate.

"What is it?" Teresa cut him off. her tone was so frigid that Ray physically recoiled, retreating back into the safety of the crowd.

"N-nothing, haha..." he laughed nervously, backing away.

Vritra was mildly taken aback. He hadn't realized she could be so sharp. But then he remembered she wasn't a child; she had lived ten times longer than he had. Her warmth was reserved solely for him. It was clear she held the rest of the Yate clan in low regard.

Several rituals for a long-lasting marriage were performed, with Ava guiding them through the traditions. Once the ceremonies concluded, the family dispersed, all of them wondering about the beauty hidden beneath Teresa's veil.

During the rites, Vritra could feel the intense gazes of his other wives. He knew what they were thinking. He resolved that before the great trial or games commenced, he would provide each of them with a proper wedding ceremony.

Teresa headed to her new quarters, beginning to organize her things while she waited for her husband. Meanwhile, Vritra went to check on Diana and the others. Fiona appeared the most dejected of the group. Despite the visions they had shared, they all craved a real wedding and more time by his side.

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