[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-beast-taming-reincarnated-with-the-ultimate-bond":3,"chapter-beast-taming-reincarnated-with-the-ultimate-bond-beast-taming-reincarnated-with-the-ultimate-bond-chapter-225":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Beast Taming: Reincarnated With The Ultimate Bond System!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1333427,1774,"Chapter 225 - : 225 : Her Safe Breath!","beast-taming-reincarnated-with-the-ultimate-bond-chapter-225",225,"\u003Cp>Everything felt wrong. The world was too loud. Too bright. Too heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voices came and went like waves crashing against her ears. They didn’t make sense. Words tangled together, breaking apart before she could understand them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body wouldn’t listen. Her hands felt distant. Her legs felt like they belonged to someone else. Cold metal bit into her wrists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew that word. But it felt far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The floor beneath her knees was hard. Unforgiving. Her head swayed slightly, but she couldn’t stop it. The air smelled strange—sweet, sharp, unfamiliar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So many eyes. She felt them. Even without looking up. Eyes that weren’t kind. Eyes that weren’t safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her ears twitched weakly. Her tail barely moved. Her thoughts were slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sticky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like moving through deep water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Why am I here?*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The question formed slowly, then dissolved before it could finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world shook. A loud sound ripped through the air. Her ears rang. People screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lights shattered into fragments of white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She flinched instinctively, but her body reacted too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear rose in her chest. Real fear. Not dull. Not distant. Real. Something was wrong. Very wrong. Shadows moved. Fast. Violent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw shapes falling. Heard voices crying. Heard anger. Heard death. Her heart began to beat faster. Too fast. Her breath became shallow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tried to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her head lifted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the blur—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, he was only a shape. A silhouette standing still while everything else moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unshaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chaos parted around him like water around stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked toward her. Step by step. Not hurried. Not afraid. Not cruel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes struggled to focus. His face was half-hidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people she had seen before were loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hungry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smiling in ways that hurt. He wasn’t like that. He stopped in front of her. For a moment, he just looked at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt it. Not like staring. Not like judging. Like seeing. Her ears twitched faintly. Her fingers trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached out his hand. The world slowed. His voice came to her through the haze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gentle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t understand the words. But she understood the feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Different from everything else. Her hand moved on its own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers brushed his. For a moment, she hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear whispered. But something deeper answered. She grasped his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment their hands touched—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world shattered into light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Softness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No screams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No chains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No cold floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body felt heavy. But not painful. Her ears twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes opened. Blurred at first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then clearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was lying on something soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was dim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peaceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her head turned slightly. And she saw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting beside the bed. Watching her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not like an owner. Not like a buyer. Not like a predator. But like someone waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers tightened slightly in the blanket. Her tail moved faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, she only watched him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t move. Didn’t speak. Didn’t lean closer. He just stayed there. Waiting. That was unfamiliar. People never waited for her. They pulled. They dragged. They commanded. They shouted. They hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breath became uneven. Her eyes widened. Slowly, painfully, she pushed herself up a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her muscles trembled as if they had forgotten how to obey her. The blanket slipped slightly from her shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze darted around the room. It was too big. Too clean. Too quiet. Her ears flattened instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where am I?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear crawled up her spine. She noticed the door. Then the curtains. Then the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just him. Others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw silhouettes near the wall. Many silhouettes. Her heart slammed violently. Her body reacted before her mind could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She scrambled backward on the bed, claws digging into the sheets. Her tail puffed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice finally came out—thin, cracked, trembling. \"...D-Don’t...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden turned his head slightly. Behind him, figures stepped forward into the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes widened even more. She pressed her back against the headboard, shaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"P-Please...\" she whispered. Her voice was barely louder than breath. \"I-I’ll behave...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words came out automatically. Like something memorized. Like something carved into her bones. \"I won’t talk back. I won’t run. I won’t bite. I won’t scratch. I won’t cry. I won’t—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice broke. Her hands trembled violently. \"J-Just don’t hit me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room went utterly silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a heartbeat—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one spoke. No one moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden felt something twist inside his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not anger. Not rage. Something heavier. Something colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luna’s fingers tightened into fists. Her lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nyxion’s eyes darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Selvara’s jaw clenched so hard her teeth almost cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Valeforia’s expression lost all teasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xylendra’s hands slowly rose to her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aethoniel’s eyes trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphina’s fingers curled around her dress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Thristle stopped smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The children reacted differently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The children reacted in their own fractured ways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leona blinked rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liri became a statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noir stared at the floor so hard it might crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Venya took one step forward before Lysandra’s hand gently caught her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Aiden moved first. He rose — deliberately slow. Both palms came up, open, empty, fingers relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not going to hit you,\" he said gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gentleness in his voice sounded almost painful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She searched his face for the lie she knew had to be there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing but steady eyes looking back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tail wrapped three full times around her own thigh like a tourniquet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Y-You’re lying,\" she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People always lied softly before the first strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can clean,\" she said quickly. \"I can cook. I can listen. I can kneel. I can sleep on the floor. I don’t need food. I don’t need clothes. I don’t need—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice fractured again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I-I’ll do anything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room felt like it was suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden took one step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She flinched so violently the headboard knocked against the wall. Both arms flew up to protect her skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He froze instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then — instead of advancing — he folded himself down. All the way to the floor. Cross-legged. Back straight but not rigid. Hands resting loosely on his knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not like a buyer. Not like an owner. Not like a judge. But like someone trying to reach her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t have to do anything,\" he said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind refused to understand the words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s not how it works,\" she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice sounded very young suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"People don’t buy things they don’t use.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word ’things’ hurt more than anything else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t flinch outwardly. He simply nodded — once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re right,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her ears jerked in shock. No one ever agreed when she spoke truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But,\" he continued softly, \"you’re not a thing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tail stopped moving entirely. The sentence felt grammatically impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, Luna stepped forward slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden didn’t stop her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luna stopped a few steps away from the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t smile. She didn’t tease. She just looked at the girl, quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re safe here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cat-girl shook her head in tiny jerks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...No one is safe,\" she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nyxion’s voice followed — calm, almost clinical. \"You were safe once,\" she said. \"And someone took that away from you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl’s eyes trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Selvara spoke through clenched teeth. \"You’re not in that place anymore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl looked at Selvara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Valeforia — voice stripped of its usual playfulness — murmured, \"Look around,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl’s gaze moved slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She saw many faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None smiling cruelly. None laughing. None looking hungry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xylendra’s voice trembled. \"...We don’t hurt people here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aethoniel — barely audible: \"...We were like you once.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphina, soft as moth wings: \"You don’t have to kneel anymore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word kneel struck like a brand. The girl flinched so hard she nearly fell sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lysandra spoke next — measured, deliberate. \"You can sit. You can stand. You can walk away. You can say no.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl stared at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind refused to accept it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nivara’s voice came from behind. \"You are not property here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vegia added quietly, \"And no one will force you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vaara’s voice was hesitant but sincere. \"...We won’t let anyone touch you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zerra crossed her arms. Her voice was blunt. \"If someone tries, they die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thristle gave a single nod. \"Simple.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Venya suddenly walked forward — slipped past Lysandra — climbed onto the foot of the enormous bed with zero hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at the cat-girl with enormous shining eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can be our friend!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl didn’t understand the word \"friend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leona suddenly stepped forward. Lysandra tried to stop her gently. But Aiden lifted a hand. Leona climbed onto the edge of the bed. She looked at the girl with wide eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No disgust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re fluffy,\" Leona said honestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl froze.No one had ever said that to her before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liri stood beside Leona. Her voice was quieter. \"You look tired.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noir peeked from behind Liri. Her voice was barely audible. \"...You can stay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something inside the cat-girl made a quiet, wrenching sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hands began to shake harder — not from fear this time, but from the unbearable pressure of too many new feelings trying to occupy the same body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden spoke again. His voice was closer now. But still not touching her. \"You don’t have to be good,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at him. Her eyes were wide. Her lips parted. Her voice came out small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Then what should I be?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden answered without hesitation. \"Live.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word hit her harder than any blow ever had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her vision blurred. Tears slipped — silent, unhurried — carving clean lines through the grime on her cheeks. \"...If I’m not useful,\" she asked in a voice smaller than a kitten’s, \"won’t you... throw me away?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden didn’t answer immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head — slowly — and looked at every person in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he looked back at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" he said simply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t believe him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone present in this room are defination of useless.\" he said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luna spoke again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...We weren’t chosen because we were useful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nyxion added calmly, \"We were chosen because he loved us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Selvara looked away slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Annoying way to put it,\" she muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her voice lacked hostility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aethoniel whispered, \"...He didn’t abandon us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl’s breathing slowed. Just slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden moved his hand slowly. Not toward her. He placed it on his own chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re not here because you’re only valuable,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re here because I didn’t want you to stay there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sentence refused to fit inside any cage she knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips trembled. \"...I don’t know how to be here,\" she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden nodded slightly. \"That’s fine,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ll know eventually.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rose carefully. Walked to the bedside table. Picked up the water glass. Set it down within her reach — but did not push it into her hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you’re thirsty,\" he said simply. Then he backed away again. Gave her the entire radius of the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at the glass for what felt like forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then — trembling so badly the water nearly spilled — she lifted it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The water tasted like life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she lowered the glass her eyes drifted shut for a second. When they opened again the room no longer felt like a trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still strange. Still overwhelming. But not hostile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden’s voice once more — gentle as falling snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden spoke again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you have a name?\" he asked gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind searched. Nothing came. \"...I don’t know,\" she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s fine,\" he said. \"I’ll give you one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her ears twitched faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t feel like prey. She didn’t feel like merchandise. She didn’t feel like something waiting to be broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt, save.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, her body relaxed. Her shoulders dropped slightly. Her tail curled loosely beside her. Her eyes became heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her consciousness began to fade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she fell asleep again—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She whispered something. So quietly that only Aiden heard it. \"...Don’t disappear.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden didn’t hesitate. He answered immediately. \"I’m here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes closed. Her breathing became slow. Steady and peaceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around the bed, the room remained silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one spoke for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luna whispered softly. \"...Master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden didn’t look away from the sleeping girl. \"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luna’s pouted cutely, \"...You’re cruel for calling us useless.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Selvara frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Valeforia tilted her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nyxion raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luna continued quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...And too kind to people who don’t deserve pain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aiden didn’t reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand remained resting — not touching, but close — on the edge of the bed. Like someone guarding the world’s most fragile candle flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>END OF Chapter : 225 : HER SAFE BREATH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>",2166,"2026-06-05T19:53:19.368Z",1,"novelbin.me","0bb23a8fb88ba3e342768f4aefce460b468e98b9d11ba6ac25f0c09ca3e3a048","beast-taming-reincarnated-with-the-ultimate-bond-chapter-226","beast-taming-reincarnated-with-the-ultimate-bond-chapter-224",358,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbeast-taming-reincarnated-with-the-ultimate-bond-cover.jpg"]