[{"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-290":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},759580,1006,"Chapter 290 : Sin of Greed (1)","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-290",290,"\u003Cp>The eastern part of the Allied Kingdom Alliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somewhere deep in the forest, possibly even closer to the elven land of Greynifra than the rest of the Alliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman crawled out of the ground, breaking through the dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gagged several times with a twisted expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Apostle of Greed, Emil, frowned in disgust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What the hell was that bastard?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Greed recalled the memories passed down in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right after encountering that strange being with blue eyes, and then the man in black sacred robes she saw upon awakening in her next body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On top of that, she had tried hard to recall the identity of the one who, somehow, had stolen her power without any effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she struggled to her feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the limited access to the “library” left in the avatar she’d handed over provided no information on who or what that being was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This is the end.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emil’s face showed her growing anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no more bodies prepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, if she were killed again now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would face true, complete death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I can’t let that happen.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emil forced her still-unstable body to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truthfully, she never intended to use this one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was meant to be only a backup, and thus came with many flaws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For one, it wasn’t properly attuned, and more importantly, its burial location was extremely dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tried to quickly move and escape the place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm—so you came back to life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, at the sound of that voice, she froze in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emil’s eyes trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew that voice very well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course she did—because its owner—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—was the one who stole a portion of her Authority and whose identity even she couldn’t uncover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, black roots surged from beneath Emil’s feet and shot toward the man in the sacred robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew well the attack could cause serious harm to her frail body, lacking both her “book” and a proper vessel—but if she wanted to survive, she had no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t you try this last time too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, her attack was effortlessly blocked by the black-clad man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather, it wasn’t even blocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The roots disintegrated into dust before they could touch him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know it’s meaningless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“....!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that bizarre moment, fear consumed Emil’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man in the black sacred robes casually approached her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lightly flicked her forehead with a finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rejoice. I’m giving you a special gift.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emil was puzzled by his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She suddenly realized her body was turning white and hardening like chalk, and her eyes flew open in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew exactly what this phenomenon meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A gift most fitting for an Apostle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“S-Stop! Please!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emil’s eyes were completely filled with fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no matter her terror, her body continued to harden, preparing to be remade anew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be reborn—through sin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop! I said stop! Please...!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emil no longer cared about the mystery of how that man could perform an act only Apostles were capable of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She just pleaded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But despite her desperate cries, the man simply looked down at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shouldn’t you be grateful instead? Your body will become one with the inevitability of the world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut up! Shut up! Let me go! This isn’t what I wanted!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She screamed, her face twisted in pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man watched silently for a moment, then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re not even worthy of being called an Apostle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What did you say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stated it coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t know anything. You’re just drunk on power—you don’t even know why these things exist, what noble purpose they serve, or even your own reason for existing—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such fools.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He muttered briefly, but no more words came from Emil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body had already hardened completely, finishing its transformation into a new being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man looked down at her white shell, then shifted his gaze to the Milky Way floating in the night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, he vanished without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what remained—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snap—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—was a white cocoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Transforming into something new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pure, pure cocoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About two weeks had passed since Alon left the Eastern Kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Phew—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Returning to the Allied Kingdom aboard Radan’s ship, Zaebo, Alon continued training with Kylrus, aided by Penia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Meow-]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, it’s gotten a bit longer now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Penia said as Alon petted the head of Blackie, who had crawled out from his chest and was wagging its tail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, before it used to pop out quickly, but now it seems like it’s staying out longer each time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s definitely lasting longer now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, he was concerned because the endurance time wasn’t improving at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unlike back then, he could now endure quite a while during training with Kylrus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘And the things I’ve been practicing lately are looking pretty good… Though I still lack proficiency.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While thinking about the spell Kylrus had recently passed on to him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, are we stopping here for today?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s do that. I also need to continue my magic research and look into the divine rank as well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon sighed lightly as he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite being on a journey, he had been quite busy lately, for obvious reasons—because of what Noise had told him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The emergence of sin is inevitable.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, even if Alon had taken care of the apostles, it was a foregone conclusion that the sins would appear, so he had to prepare for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Alon wasn’t the only one in Psychedelia capable of stopping the sins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the original story, there were others—Eliban and his companions, and many other powerful figures depending on Eliban’s path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But still, the reason Alon trained so diligently was because—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept experiencing things that told him the current world and the Psychedelia he knew were fundamentally different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Prepare to the fullest.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Separate from Eliban, Alon intended to make his own preparations to stop the sins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first task was to draw out his full potential.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already achieved quite a lot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had organized most of his hand signs and incantations—now only research remained—and though he couldn’t handle three divine ranks yet, he could use two quite well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Alon knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That this still wasn’t enough to face sin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially since he hadn’t fully mastered Reverse Heaven yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While continuing his research into magic, he was also thinking of gathering people who could help deal with the sins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because sins weren’t something one could fight alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘First, after rescuing Rine, I should start reaching out to strong allies.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Noise had mentioned, he also needed to meet the Observer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Alon calmly organized the tasks ahead—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, by the way, Marquis, once we disembark, how long are we staying in Greynifra?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Penia asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We are, but why do you ask?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, I might need to visit the Blue Tower briefly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Mage Tower? Is something wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not exactly. It’s for the conference. Do you remember? I told you I presented a paper last time?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, the presentation itself is done, but I’ve been asked to give a follow-up lecture. So I was wondering when you were planning to return.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you thinking of going ahead?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No? Of course not. Aren’t we staying in Greynifra because of Rine Grof?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Alon nodded, Penia continued as if it were obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if I am ambitious—no, just a little greedy for honor—I’m not the kind of person who’d skip welcoming someone who risked everything for us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She added that if it weren’t for Rine, they’d all have been torn apart across space and time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She emphasized it was thanks to Rine that they weren’t floating around as dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Is that so?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s… surprising.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, I thought you’d go to the conference first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…I’ve been thinking this for a while, but don’t you treat me a little too harshly?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just kidding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even with that face, it really doesn’t sound like a joke, you know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon averted his gaze from Penia, whose cheeks puffed out in annoyance, and casually resumed his magical research.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a relaxed afternoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed, and about a month remained before Rine’s seal would be lifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon, having arrived on the continent, immediately decided on a destination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All right, let’s head to Greynifra.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Evan and Penia nodded at Alon’s words, he turned toward Historia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ria, what are you planning to do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To which Historia responded—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll go with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She answered without even a moment’s hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is there nowhere else you need to stop by?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nope.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then let’s head out right away… Oh, and Radan, what about you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then asked Radan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll come too. I also want to check if Rine is safe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Radan’s immediate response, Alon turned to the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Okay, let’s go at once.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he began walking toward the carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, Historia stepped beside him and wrapped her tail around his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was strange at first, but after a month, he had grown quite used to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon walked toward the carriage without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If we depart right now, we should arrive in about three weeks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s good. It’s always better to have extra time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he discussed the schedule with Penia and opened the carriage door—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“??”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And not just his—everyone else’s faces turned to surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Understandably so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the carriage Alon had arrived in—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zzz…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—was Seolrang, who absolutely shouldn’t have been there, sleeping soundly as if without a care in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Seolrang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Alon’s quiet call—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ngah?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seolrang jolted awake in a panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Huh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, she seemed to finally grasp the situation and began darting her eyes around in every direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone stood in stunned silence, watching Seolrang’s bizarre eye gymnastics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Holy Nation of Rosario—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well then, let’s conclude today’s meeting here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good work, everyone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As you all know, next time we’ll be discussing the vacant position of the Pope, so please make sure to attend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The meeting, attended only by the cardinals and Yuman, had just ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the cardinals all left—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuman let out a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This had already been the fourth long meeting in just a week.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he massaged his temples, his aching head pounding, something on the conference table suddenly caught his eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a piece of scrap metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A severely crushed piece of scrap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuman naturally approached and looked down at it, tilting his head in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scrap metal could be found anywhere, sure—but inside a meeting room?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something felt off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puzzled for a while, Yuman finally remembered that the object was sitting in the seat where Cardinal Yutia had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver goblet that was present at every other cardinal’s seat—was missing from Yutia’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuman looked at the scrap again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this time, he noticed something he hadn’t seen before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the surface of the scrap—on what must have once been a smooth silver goblet—was a grotesquely warped engraving of the national emblem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…??”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the condition of the goblet, so mangled it was hard to believe any human could have done it, Yuman was at a loss for words.\u003C\u002Fp>",1873,"2026-06-02T12:43:45.412Z",1,"novelbin.me","3f4fb13b7dc491b8e1b3ddcdc02740746c0c9492674578897c7759f76125ca26","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-291","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-289",479,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecame-the-patron-of-villains-cover.jpg"]