[{"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-332":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},759772,1006,"Chapter 332 : In the name of Sloth (5)","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-332",332,"\u003Cp>Kingdom of Fildagreen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hoo—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rine Groff had recently been delving deeply into the topic of sin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only it had remained like the beginning, it could’ve been an enjoyable tea time accompanied by the pursuit of knowledge—or more precisely, more time to guard her godfather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unfortunately—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone had broken the badge gifted to her godfather, leaving her with fewer responsibilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to that, Rine had been pouring much of her time into research lately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after hundreds of years, there was still far too much knowledge she had yet to grasp or comprehend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And today—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, she got her hands on meaningful information about sin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, it wasn’t something that revealed the true nature of sin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in some ways, it provided insight into why the previous incarnation of sin was dealt with so easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I didn’t expect the capabilities to differ depending on the host body.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, she already knew that apostles of sin existed and that they personally selected the vessel for sin’s incarnation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she had only thought they were simply choosing someone who could resonate well with sin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t realized that the host’s abilities would actually change depending on who it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She reviewed the knowledge she had seen for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more she did, the more questions arose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clearly written that the strength of sin varied dramatically depending on the incarnated host—but nothing else could be found.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, a question surfaced in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Then why not choose someone strong as the vessel, instead of someone merely compatible?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She still hadn’t explored all of the texts, so the exact reason remained unknown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It probably wasn’t written in the book she had just found, either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dwelling on her doubts for a while, Rine decided to focus on reading the current book and closed her eyes again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as if it were a lie, the scenery of the library vividly unfolded in her mind, and she resumed flipping through the pages of the book she had been reading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And not long after, having finished reading the entire book in her head—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened her eyes again, her expression slightly stiff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, there was no answer to her question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, she was able to clearly confirm once again the difference in power when sin incarnated in a strong host.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at her now-cold tea and fell into thought again to resolve her question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle had begun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three powerful figures moved to approach Alon in the sky—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOM—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But their advance was thoroughly blocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the battle of Seolrang, Radan, and Eliban, who moved to stop and eliminate them, began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The situation was overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In front of Alon’s eyes, golden flashes flickered as Seolrang’s figure appeared and vanished repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he not been using Reverse Heaven, even that brief instant would’ve been impossible to detect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seolrang, repeating those movements, was literally toying with Dragon Lance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thud, the spear crashed into the ground and into the cliffside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then with a blink, it was floating in midair again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, it drove into the ground hard enough to crush the entire Black Territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enemy’s body was repeatedly destroyed and regenerated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was clear that the regeneration was slowing down, as if its limits were being reached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The situation was the same for Hidden Swordsman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless artifacts fell from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only was its movement restricted, but several artifacts remained stuck in its back, unable to be removed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hidden Swordsman couldn’t properly counter Radan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when it came to Millennium Ice—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t even put up a fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Millennium Ice tried to do something, Eliban’s sword moved—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the next instant, jis limbs were severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Millennium Ice quickly regenerated his limbs to respond somehow, but he still couldn’t avoid Eliban’s sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An overwhelming difference in power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Is that even possible?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon, who had come down from the ship after completing the plan’s preparations, tilted his head while watching Eliban.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Eliban was near max level in the game—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t expected him to show this much power against a Sin, whose mana overflowed infinitely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the end, it was true that Eliban’s current power was the only thing keeping the balance of power in check.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hoo—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon grabbed his head, dizzy from repeated use of Reverse Heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forced himself to open his eyes and looked around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle unfolding over the Black Territory was like a full-scale war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Basiliora crushed and obliterated the endlessly regenerating black beings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldiers were relentlessly slaughtering the meat-piles pouring toward the castle walls and surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If we can just hold out a little longer—’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Alon thought that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snap—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything stopped moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The powerful figures that had been in motion came to a halt as if a lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flesh masses charging toward the soldiers fell to the ground like puppets with cut strings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD THUD THUD—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The writhing flesh trying to regenerate beneath the now armorless Basiliora scattered lifelessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in its place—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quiet voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft, faint exclamation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even that alone drew the gaze of everyone present to a single point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At some point—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lone human had appeared in the Black Territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—he wasn’t human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He certainly had a humanoid body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But everyone there could perceive it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was not human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Closer to a boy than an adult, he gazed blankly forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of his eyes had two pupils floating eerily within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surrounded by something as pitch-black as the Black Territory itself, he stared vacantly around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone there—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could read his emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked unmotivated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked bored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked weary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked restless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked drowsy, and he—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simply looked slothful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And calmly, as his gaze slowly swept around—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It finally stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Alon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four oddly engraved pupils stared at Alon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Alon too looked at the Sloth, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What is this?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon knew the Sin of Sloth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, he knew what its manifestation looked like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other than the hair color turning white, it was just as he remembered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what puzzled Alon was the reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sin of Sloth he knew was filled with rage—so much that the title “Sloth” barely fit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this being before him was different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the very embodiment of the word given as a name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t even give off any pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It just gazed at him, utterly devoid of intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the face of that strange disconnect, Alon’s confusion grew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sloth sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cross-legged, resting his chin on one raised knee, staring at Alon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A posture that showed no will to fight at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But none of those present could move in the face of Sloth’s demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—they weren’t just hesitating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guh—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ggk—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, people began to choke, as if they couldn’t breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sloth had done absolutely nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not scatter mana, nor did he exude any sense of pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply sat down where he was, showing no will to fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, the sheer pressure his existence gave off was enough to make soldiers who were merely watching from afar collapse on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, soldiers fainted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chill ran down the spines of Celaime and Parkline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seolrang, Radan, and Eliban’s expressions grew increasingly grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even in that situation, he merely looked at Alon with an air of boredom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You guys plan on fighting, don’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly opened his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the previous manifestations of sin, his attempt at rational conversation made Alon momentarily blank out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief moment of contemplation, Alon answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Yeah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s no way to avoid fighting, is there?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Weren’t you the one who started the fight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At those words, the Sin of Sloth stared at Alon for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because I want to protect it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He murmured with a hint of sadness in his slothful eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What...?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon reflexively asked back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why had this being, with such a personality, appeared before him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why was it saying something like that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least, the Sloth Alon knew had been nothing more than a being who mercilessly slaughtered any human it saw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Sloth no longer answered Alon’s reflexive question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still sitting in place, Sloth let out a sigh, looked at him for a moment, and said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One minute.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like that—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For the next one minute, I won’t move from here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said lazily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What did you say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No matter what kind of attack you launch, I’ll take it all. So that you’ll be convinced.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So you won’t feel any regret about dying to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So you won’t resent it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muttering like that, Sloth said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All right, begin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then spoke quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief moment of silence, the first to move was—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOOM!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Seolrang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a clear smile on her face, she charged in, appearing before Sloth faster than anyone could register—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACKLEEEE—!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compressing her body to the extreme right in front of Sloth—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She launched the Sin skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the air bursting, Sloth’s body soared into the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Eliban and Radan, who had been watching blankly until a moment ago, also started to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren’t the only ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I guess we’d better prepare.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone, get ready.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celaime, Parkline, and the mages who had been quietly observing the situation now cast their spells as if they had been waiting for this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>50 seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sloth’s body, launched into the sky by Seolrang—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was slashed by Eliban’s blade and slammed into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Radan’s greatsword came crashing down on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood spurted from Sloth’s mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it lasted only a fleeting second—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alon saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Sloth’s face, which had until then shown nothing but boredom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small smile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...A faint glimmer of hope appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>40 seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crack-crack—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning gathered around Seolrang’s body as she floated through the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earth and sky were linked by golden lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning shot downward, blinding everyone’s vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, Radan’s greatsword fell from the sky, ripping through the air and smashing into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>30 seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spells from the mages rained down on the dust-covered ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magic, rising into the sky like the Milky Way at night, came crashing down precisely, shredding the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if to finish it all off—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive pillar of fire erupted, threatening to consume the entire world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>20 seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the flames cleared, Celaime’s spell took form, creating a massive chunk of ice that pierced through the shattered ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It rose like a gigantic ice palace, gleaming like a giant amethyst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sloth was frozen inside and pulled up from the depths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>10 seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eliban, his face firm with resolve to deliver the final blow, gripped the hilt of his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a strange slicing sound, he drew his blade at a speed too fast to be seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rising ice burst apart, settling the dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And within that shattered ice—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Radan drove the trident he held into Sloth, now lying on the ground—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>0 seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Radan realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His spear had not reached Sloth’s heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once all the dust had cleared—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone gathered there witnessed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sloth’s appearance was miserable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood flowed from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body was covered with wounds, big and small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was undeniable that the attacks had landed and done damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in that state—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Ah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sloth’s expression was still one of apathy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t apathy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That expression—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That expression—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…You couldn’t kill me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The emotion on Sloth’s face—was regret.\u003C\u002Fp>",1943,"2026-06-02T12:43:45.412Z",1,"novelbin.me","e6bce137278aae917cef4c1ca1333a6bcc546fbfd3c8fe038adf64fe5abf96e4","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-333","became-the-patron-of-villains-chapter-331",479,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecame-the-patron-of-villains-cover.jpg"]