[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world":3,"chapter-evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-619":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Evolving My Undead Legion In A Game-Like World",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},41613,69,"Chapter 619 Worries","evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-619",619,"\u003Cp>The paved stones cracked beneath his boots as he lunged forward, blade cutting through the air in a blazing arc of crimson light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both men moved at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blows never landed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A third figure slipped between them with impossible timing. Two broad hands shot out-one swallowing Michael's knuckles, the other catching Ryn's sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shock traveled through the stranger's forearms and into the ground with a dull, heavy whump. Dust ringed their feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a burly youth built like a fortress-thick shoulders, corded neck, forearms dense as stone. He wore the plain, sleeveless training top and loose, dark trousers bound at the shins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira's breath hitched. \"Taris Veld,\" she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was another popular figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Year Four-number one. Taris Veld. A Martial Artist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Ryn's entourage stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taris' class was the common grade Martial Artist class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A common-grade class on paper-ubiquitous and unglamorous. In Taris's hands, it had become something else entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumor also had it he was already brushing the ceiling of Rank 3 and would breach Rank 4 in a handful of years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael's gaze sharpened. He felt the instant feedback in his wrist and shoulder: there was give in the grip, but not much-just enough to protect joints, not so much as to be called soft. Whoever this was, he hadn't simply interposed; he had bled the force cleanly into the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryn's eyes flared. \"Taris-\" he started.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough,\" Taris said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He released both fists and let his hands drop to his sides. \"Academy rules need to be held.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You both broke the first,\" he said to Michael then turned to Ryn, \"And your next moves were going to break the rest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryn's jaw worked, pride warring with caution. \"He-\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Started?\" Taris cut in mildly. \"You baited. Same weight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fifth-year's mouth flattened. He didn't argue further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taris shifted his attention to Michael.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael gave the barest nod and said nothing. He turned, set his hands back into his coat pockets, and began to walk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Michael\" Lira snapped out of her daze and hurried after him, casting one last wary look at Ryn, then at Taris. She dipped her head to the fourth-year out of reflexive respect. \"Thank you,\" she said under her breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taris didn't answer. He stood where he was until the space between the groups widened, then glanced once at Ryn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you want a match,\" he said, calm as ever, \"book a ring\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryn's fingers flexed, the knuckles whitening, but he said nothing. The students around him found new places to put their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael walked in silence for a while, the sound of his boots echoing faintly against the paved path. The anger that had been simmering moments ago was gone, replaced by a quiet, curious calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he turned slightly toward Lira. \"Who were those two seniors?\" he asked. His tone wasn't sharp or emotional, just steady-like someone sorting pieces of a puzzle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira exhaled softly, still shaken from what had just happened. \"The one you fought was Ryn Halvane, a fifth-year student,\" she began. \"He's a Magic Swordsman, Level 50. Peak of Rank 2. He's been stuck there for a while but... most people think he'll break through soon. When he does, he'll probably reach Rank 3 with a perfect foundation.\" Michael nodded slightly, absorbing the information. \"And the other?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira hesitated for a moment, as though speaking his name demanded respect. \"That was Taris Veld, Year Four's top student. His class is Martial Artist\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Martial Artist?\" Michael glanced at her. \"That's a common-grade class, isn't it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Normally, yes,\" she said with a half-smile. \"But in his hands, it's anything but common. Taris is... different. He's the kind of person who makes even instructors cautious. He doesn't rely on magic or flashy techniques-just his body, his control, and an absurd sense of timing. He's already close to the peak of Rank 3, and some people say he'll reach its peak before graduation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael's brows lifted slightly at that. \"Impressive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"More than impressive,\" Lira said with a wry laugh. \"He's terrifying when he fights seriously. People say he once took down a Rank 3 instructor during a spar-without using mana, just pure technique.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael glanced back briefly. \"I see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira thought that was the end of it, but Michael's next question made her blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you know why he was so hostile toward me?\" he asked quietly. Lira hesitated. She'd been wondering the same thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael's gaze lingered ahead, expression unreadable. \"He didn't just come to provoke me. He knew who I was-and more than that. That's not normal for a first meeting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael was wary. After all, Ryn had not only known his full name, he\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>had even mentioned his family. That level of familiarity didn't happen\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>by chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira bit her lip, uncertain whether to say what she was thinking. \"You're... not wrong,\" she said slowly. \"It's not normal at all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked down briefly, sorting through her thoughts before continuing, \"If I had to guess, I'd say you probably touched his interest-without meaning to.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael turned his head slightly, giving her a sidelong look. \"Touched\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his interest?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm.\" She nodded, though her voice dropped lower. \"You're the top 1 student of this year, right? Before the results were announced, everyone assumed that position was guaranteed to go to his younger sister-Rynne Halvane. She's ridiculously talented, even compared to most prodigies. I heard she was already accepted into the academy early, but the rankings still mattered for recognition and privileges.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira sighed softly. \"But when the results came out, her name was second. Yours was first. That... might be the reason for all this.\" Michael frowned slightly. \"So, I became his problem by existing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lira gave a nervous chuckle. \"Maybe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael didn't respond immediately. His pace slowed as he mulled it over. The logic made sense-but something about it still didn't sit\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In any case, Jester was at home with his family to protect them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what the issue was, Ryn should not be crazy enough to target them.\u003C\u002Fp>",1006,"2026-05-28T17:47:53.443Z","2026-06-01T04:28:28.562Z",1,"novelbin.me","b6528ec18c99cd8f639ee6b5bb79d207278e8abd47d0a570387d843cbf3776e9","evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-620","evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-618",970,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-cover.jpg"]