[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-became-the-patron-of-villains":3,"chapter-became-the-patron-of-villains-became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-284":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Became the Patron of Villains",{"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},759574,1006,"Chapter 284 : Treatment (3)","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-284",284,"\u003Cp>Right after meeting Historia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m truly, truly sorry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon looked down at the male beastman groveling in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His earlier cynical attitude had completely vanished, replaced with a man practically prostrating himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wow, that’s pathetic...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan, standing nearby, muttered with a cold look in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, Alon felt similarly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man, who had been no better than a villain just moments ago, now couldn’t even lift his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, it wasn’t Alon’s power that had brought him to this state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ria.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, God.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Historia answered immediately when Alon called her name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her characteristically blank—or perhaps slightly dazed—eyes stared straight at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you a little too close?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he said, Ria was standing very close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So close, in fact, that she was pressed up against Alon’s body, her white tail wrapped around his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It was always this close before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The tail?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It was always like that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ria wasn’t wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since Arquilainisis had wrapped her tail around Alon’s waist, other tailed beings had followed suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What does the Marquis even do to have women like that constantly clinging to him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, it’s kind of complicated, but... most of the time it is his fault.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From behind, he could hear Evan and Penia’s conversation, and for a moment, Alon tried to ignore Radan’s uneasy gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began to think about why the situation had resolved itself so neatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘They did call Ria Great Race, and once she acted like she knew me, things settled instantly.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With just a word from Ria, the soldiers had cleared out like the ebbing tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon spoke to the beastman still kneeling before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please raise your head. As I said earlier, we did not come here to start a fight. May I first ask who you are?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Y-yes, of course!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tensing his entire body, the man introduced himself as Hao, the one who managed the harbor in the Eastern Nation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m so, so sorry...!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bowed low once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him bend over so much, Alon found it difficult to blame him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please lift your head. I’ll admit I’m not thrilled about what happened, but I don’t intend to hold it against you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you so much...!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hao smiled brightly, as if he’d been granted salvation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he kept sneaking glances at Historia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Alon became curious about how much power she held in the Eastern Nation—but he brought the conversation back on track.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“May I ask about the current situation in the Eastern Nation? As I mentioned, we’re outsiders and unfamiliar with what’s happening here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll tell you everything!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sharp breath, Hao straightened up and began to explain the situation in the Eastern Nation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon was able to grasp the details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rebellion and terrorism, you say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. To summarize, humans dressed in red who call themselves ‘The Martyred’ have appeared and stirred up chaos, resulting in a full-blown rebellion within the Eastern Nation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Martyred... you say.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon murmured while stroking his chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a name he knew all too well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Martyred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They appeared in the middle part of Psychedelia, right after one of the sins was destroyed, and they were notorious in the player community as a massive nuisance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If players didn’t complete the emergency quests triggered by their appearance within each territory, the territory would fall, and all facilities would become unusable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, the Martyred aimed to destroy the world in order to \"crown a new god\"—a motive that made little sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Players saw them as nothing more than a cheap trick by the developers to ramp up the game’s difficulty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the time-sensitive Psychedelia quests, they were the epitome of annoyance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Alon now had a question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Weren’t those guys only supposed to appear in the Allied Kingdom?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Granted, Alon had never played the DLC.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So predicting what would happen in the Eastern Nation was impossible for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, the presence of the Martyred here felt out of place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quietly pondered for a moment, then nodded as if he understood and turned to Historia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Historia tilted her head at Alon’s gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ria.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm? God?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You mean in the Eastern Nation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Historia opened her mouth slightly and then answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because of a gift.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A gift?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, I came here for that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To receive it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grant a favor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So... you granted a favor and came to receive a gift. Is that it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their conversation was fragmented and oddly disconnected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Alon pieced together the information, Historia just kept nodding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling once again that their conversations always seemed just slightly off, Alon turned to Hao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Would it be possible to have an audience with the King of the Eastern Nation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You mean His Majesty?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. I came here because I was told the King wished to meet me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, what made Alon decide to travel to the Eastern Nation in the first place had been the words of the goddess Sironia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Now that I think about it, Sironia just told me to go east, not what I was supposed to do when I got here.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe I’ll find out if I ask the King—Alon was just thinking that when—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“God, is meeting the King your goal?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, it is.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I’ll take you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...You will?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, I was planning to head there after finishing my business anyway.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Historia cut in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you travel to the Sacred Vessel where His Majesty resides with Lady Historia, you’ll definitely be granted an audience,” Hao added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With those words, Alon made his decision and stepped out of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘That was a close call…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Alon and Historia left, Hao let out a deep sigh of relief, like a man who had just escaped death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flinched and quickly turned his head at the presence he felt nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“L-Lady Historia? Is something the matter...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There stood Historia—who had definitely walked out with Alon just moments before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Startled, Hao forced a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Historia, staring at his twitching lips, said, “Remember.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a completely expressionless face, “There won’t be a next time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She said that, then silently turned and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, Alon was able to learn two more things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first was the reason why Historia was currently here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had come at the king’s request to deal with the Martyred, who were at the center of the rebellion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the second—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lady Historia...!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Wow… It’s Lady Historia.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s the Great Heavenly White Wolf...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—that Historia held an incredibly high status within the Eastern Nation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon observed the gazes of the beastkin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Filled with awe and reverence, they looked just like the devout believers he used to see in Sironia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This is a bit surreal.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Historia he knew—both from the past and from the game—had been a quiet figure who always moved alone, even among the Seven Great Powers, so this was an unfamiliar sight to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But only for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“God, wait here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Historia took a step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you're telling me to wait while you handle business?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah. It won’t take long.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve figured out their location already?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon spoke to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ll help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You will, God?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. After all, I’ve received your help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, even without Historia’s help, he could’ve escaped that earlier situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But without her, the chances of a peaceful resolution would’ve been close to zero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Historia pondered briefly, then casually wrapped her white tail around Alon’s waist and said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then let’s get moving.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two, stuck together as if one, started walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Seriously, are they not going to tell us anything?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I thought I gave a rough explanation earlier?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A bit more detail would’ve been nice... Sigh, let’s just go. Not like this is the first time I’ve been left confused.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan, lamenting as he watched them walk away, soon shrugged and followed after them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Penia also started to move, but then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She noticed that Radan, who stood beside her, wasn’t moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you coming?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Radan, chewing nervously on his lip with a troubled look, muttered under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is dangerous... I might not be able to hold myself back...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What was that just now?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Penia flinched and gave him a weird look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Radan didn’t seem to care, still soaked in unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And within his trembling eyes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—a red brooch shimmered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t long after they started helping Historia that Alon arrived at the hideout of the Martyred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or more accurately—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is far beyond the level of a hideout.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were standing before a massive fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was nestled in a gap beneath a mountain range so enormous it could block out the sun, a place no normal person could hope to approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just looking at it, the fortress of the Martyred radiated an ominous energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everywhere Alon turned his gaze, he saw them—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—the mutated monsters that always appeared alongside the Martyred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These monsters were easily twice as strong as normal ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that wasn’t all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the Martyred strongholds he had dealt with in Psychedelia, the one before him looked far larger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the thing that troubled Alon the most—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Abyssal Beings.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re here too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Abyssal Beings, already a huge problem in the Allied Kingdom, were also here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Alon considered what to do—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sss—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Historia, who had been clinging to Alon with her tail wrapped around his waist, stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ria?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon called out to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Historia looked at him for a moment, then said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll be back. It won’t take long.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She began walking forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait, it’s better not to go alone—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon reached out, trying to stop her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew from the start how powerful Historia was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he didn’t know much about 700 years ago, she had been one of the Seven Great Powers of the Allied Kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But still, the Martyred were no ordinary foes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one was monstrously strong, appearing in the mid-game with terrifying abilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And under the name of “sacrifice for the great god,” they committed all manner of atrocities, including suicide bombing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew that taking them on alone was unwise and tried to stop her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the next moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive amount of mana gathering around Historia’s body as she prepared to draw her sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First Ritual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Historia drew her blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Genesis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Nothing happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Historia returned the sword to its sheath and turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world remained unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Martyred in the fortress still existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monsters were still there too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan looked completely confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So did Penia, and even Radan tilted his head slightly in puzzlement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon was no different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[...You’ve gotta be kidding me.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Basiliora, perched on Alon’s shoulder, cursed in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just as Alon turned to question Basiliora’s reaction—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint sound reached everyone’s ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like something being scratched—a tiny, subtle noise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Skrrrrrk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp, blinding sun that seized his gaze in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He squinted at the light, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this position, the massive mountain should’ve blocked the sun, leaving this place in shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why was sunlight pouring down?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t take long to find the answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the sunlight—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—was the great mountain, now sliced clean through horizontally, falling toward the valley where the Martyred were gathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous roar echoed across the world.\u003C\u002Fp>",1907,"2026-06-02T12:43:45.412Z",1,"novelbin.me","ba8e72e7568bf23b22199a5a0577c736ba0e09e369e445c6baccf6c9a4b29c87","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-285","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-283",479,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecame-the-patron-of-villains-cover.jpg"]