[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game":3,"chapter-how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-547":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","How to survive in the Romance Fantasy Game",{"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},1219016,1604,"Chapter 547: Hero.","how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-547",547,"\u003Cp>Shit...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the very first thought that ran through Flamme’s mind as her blurred vision slowly focused on the unfamiliar dark ceiling above her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had half-expected something like this the moment that nun— no, that demonic worshipper cloaked in divine light—released that celestial magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she hadn’t thought it would cut her off so completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be overwhelmed to the point of fainting... that wasn’t just unusual, it was terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her head throbbed as she tried to piece together what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How long was I out? Minutes? Hours?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t tell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Neru!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No answer came. Not even the faintest whisper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsk...!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, she forced herself upright, the rattling sound of metal confirming what she already felt—her wrists and ankles weighed down, her movements restricted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes adjusted to the darkness enough to make out the outlines of her surroundings: a barren chamber, dim and suffocating, the air thick with stagnant cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a single chair placed directly in front of her, facing her bound figure, as if waiting for someone to sit across and watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire setup screamed of basic kidnapping protocol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoever had dragged her here wasn’t sloppy—this was deliberate, calculated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She inhaled sharply, closing her eyes for a moment as she tried to draw mana into her limbs, to ignite the core inside her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like pulling on an empty well. The moment she tugged, her body screamed with resistance, the flow stifled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mana chains, huh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, ordinary sealing chains wouldn’t even begin to restrain her. Her dense mana output alone was enough to shatter most bindings\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>. But now... now her energy was scattered, drained to the point she could barely keep herself standing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever that nun had done, it wasn’t some cheap trick—it had severed her from her own strength in a way she hadn’t thought possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even worse—she stretched her senses outward, searching, begging for the familiar whispers of her spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing. No presence, no response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even the faint hum of distant elemental life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This isn’t just a cell... I’ve been moved. Far away from the forests, from the flow of nature itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A place stripped clean of life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cage within a cage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is... bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, panic wouldn’t get her anywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She inhaled, forcing the rising dread down her throat. She had enough physical strength left to move, to resist if it came to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even drained, she wasn’t someone who could be broken so easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carefully, she shifted her weight, the chains clinking with each small step as she tested her balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body swayed, threatening to collapse, but she steadied herself with sheer willpower and moved toward the far wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hand brushed against the cold stone\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned there, pressing her ear against the wall, straining for any sound—footsteps, voices, the faintest clue about where she was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, sitting still wasn’t an option.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If her captor returned while she was helpless and uninformed, she’d be at their mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She needed information, no matter how small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narrowing her eyes, she pressed forward through the suffocating darkness, using the faintest traces of shadow and texture to guide her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every step was careful, calculated—the kind of movement one only made when failure meant a broken neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, her hand brushed against something different from the cold stone walls: wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She swallowed, fingers curling around the handle before slowly, silently pulling it open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chill immediately swept over her, prickling her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She squinted instinctively as the stagnant air of her prison was replaced with a sharp, biting breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was outside—or something close to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the darkness didn’t lessen in the slightest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything, it deepened, an oppressive void stretching endlessly in every direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only break in that black canvas came from a single point: a distant, crimson dot, flickering faintly in the horizon like a star drowning in shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Not natural.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, she stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wooden stairs creaked beneath her as she descended, each groan of the old boards echoing in the emptiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clank!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body tensed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy sound of metal chains dragging along the wood was deafening compared to the silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She bit back a curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least the chains were long enough to give her some mobility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoever shackled her hadn’t intended to keep her motionless... just bound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cruel difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She continued, one step at a time—until her foot pressed forward into nothingness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W–woah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body lurched forward, the chains jerking taut as she instinctively pulled herself back, heart hammering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her breath quickened as small stones tumbled from the edge of the platform, falling... falling... never striking bottom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cliff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—more than that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flamme gulped, her throat dry, as she peered into the void below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing that greeted her was infinite darkness, yawning and hungry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was then she realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t just outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was on top of something—high, unstable, exposed—and the only path beyond the door was a descent into blackness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And without her spirits...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers trembled slightly against the chain links.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, this wouldn’t even be a problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Neru, with her spirits, she could have flown, or carved a path through the void, or bent nature itself to her survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But here? Here she had nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This... this is why I shouldn’t have accepted that damn invitation...even stupid Riena is probably at a similar situation how annoying!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ktikkitkkitkkitikkitikkitkkitikkitk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sound came—sharp, scratching, crawling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, it was just a single echo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then another. Then another. Until the noise multiplied, bouncing off the walls and floor, surrounding her like an eerie chorus of skittering bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flamme froze, her breath catching in her throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noise was coming from below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Against every shred of common sense, curiosity forced her to lean forward, eyes straining through the gloom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then she saw them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her pupils shrank. Her body stiffened. Her hand shot up instinctively to cover her mouth before the scream clawing up her throat could escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below the platform, the darkness moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—worse. It watched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds... no... thousands of tiny red orbs glared upward, shimmering faintly like scattered embers. Eyes. So many eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then the shapes emerged from the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glossy, bloated carapaces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long, jagged legs stabbing into stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arachnid bodies, thick as horses and wide as men, all shifting, climbing, colliding with one another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scratching sound multiplied tenfold as they scuttled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ktkkkktkkkktkktk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of claws against stone, like blades on glass, all moving in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her stomach churned. Her skin crawled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"S–spiders...?\" she whispered under her breath, barely audible. Her lips quivered. \"Of all things... why did it have to be them...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ebonnid.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew that name all too well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monsters ranking anywhere between A and B in threat, their strength increasing with age.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if—by some hellish miracle—one managed to survive the constant cannibalism of its kin, it could grow into an S-rank nightmare capable of rivaling entire armies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flamme squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding so loud she feared they’d hear it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calm down. Calm down. They haven’t noticed you yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She forced a slow breath through her nose, steadying the tremble in her hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as carefully, she opened her eyes again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze dropped to the abyss—where chaos reigned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These... ugly things... why are there so many? Seeing how bloated half of them are... d-did they just eat their mother—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kiek! Kiek!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A piercing, guttural screech cut through the swarm below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flamme froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound didn’t come from beneath her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It came from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart plummeted as her head slowly turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight colossal eyes glowed like lanterns in the dark, unblinking, reflecting her terrified expression back at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The creature’s massive shadow stretched across the jagged wall, dwarfing everything around it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An[Ebonid].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the half-grown kind she’d studied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the bloated juveniles feasting on each other below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This one... was fully grown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rare, dreaded kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind that shouldn’t exist in groups. Its swollen body loomed as large as a two-story house, its legs spanning outward like spears, its fangs dripping with thick strands of venomous saliva.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air itself vibrated as it shrieked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>KRIEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKK!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kyaaaahhhh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flamme’s scream tore out before she even realized it, her instincts taking over as she spun on her heel and bolted. But she was far too slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adult[Ebonid]moved in a blur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of its towering legs slammed down with crushing force, pinning her to the cold stone floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ghh—aghhhk!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air was knocked out of her lungs. Her ribs felt like they were being crushed, her chest refusing to expand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black spots danced at the edges of her vision as the immense weight pressed down, nearly snuffing her consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No... no...!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind screamed at her body to fight, but she couldn’t even breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tick... tick...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spider clicked its mandibles, its movements deliberate. Two of its jagged limbs hooked under her, lifting her into the air with frightening ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-wait...! N-No—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her protest cut off as the monster’s abdomen twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Splrt!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick, adhesive strands of webbing shot outward, wrapping her body in sticky coils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again and again, it sprayed, cocooning her in layers of suffocating silk. Her arms were bound to her sides; her legs sealed together in seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only her face and part of her upper chest remained exposed—just enough for her to breathe, just enough to keep her alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, like a predator showing off a fresh catch, the[Ebonid]hung her upside down, dangling her over the abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"U-ughhk...! N-no... let me... let me go!!\" Flamme writhed against the webbing, but it was like steel—unyielding, suffocating. She could barely wiggle her fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then she realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes widened, blood draining from her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This... this psychotic spider—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t saving her for later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was feeding her to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below, thousands of glowing red eyes turned upward in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swarm of juvenile[Ebonids],their mandibles clicking and gnashing, locked onto her with a hunger so palpable it made her skin crawl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of their scraping legs intensified, a cacophony of chittering madness as they began to ascend the cliff face toward her dangling body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"N-No... somebody please save me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flamme’s scream tore across the cavern, echoing into the void as the horde of spiders closed in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, from the darklands not far from where Flamme struggled...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanessa’s body hit the jagged stone ground with a harsh thud. A pained groan slipped from her lips as she rolled onto her side, her chains clanking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"ELF! EAT! MEAT BREED GOOD!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guttural, broken mimicry of her tongue made her blood run cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanessa’s head snapped up, her violet eyes narrowing into sharp fury as they locked on the towering figure looming over her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Dark Orc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its mottled green skin was scarred and leathery, its tusks yellow and jagged, saliva dripping from its twisted grin as its eyes roved over her body with disgusting hunger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanessa’s glare was sharp enough to cut steel—but to the orc, it was nothing but fuel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its lips curled higher, a grotesque parody of a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brute dragged its thick tongue across its tusks, savoring the sight of her pale, pristine skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She realized then just how exposed she was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her robes had been torn and replaced with ragged scraps of orc cloth, barely covering her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her skin was marked with dirt, her wrists bound tightly by glowing chains that devoured every drop of mana she tried to muster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time in her life, Vanessa felt vulnerable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that terrified her more than she would ever admit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clenched her teeth, hatred burning behind her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted nothing more than to rip this beast apart with her own hands, to burn him down until there was nothing left but ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But right now, she couldn’t even twitch her fingers without the mana restraints biting into her flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"SOON WIFE! HEIR READY!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orc’s booming voice echoed through the cavern as it stomped away into the shadows, its mocking laughter fading with every step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanessa’s whole body trembled—not with fear, but rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her nails dug into the dirt until they bled, small crimson streaks staining the ground beneath her clenched fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hated this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>........\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s about time. The others should be waking up by now, no doubt shocked at where they’ve ended up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flamme, in particular, wouldn’t be taking it well. Spiders, of all things... her literal weakness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She must be screaming her lungs out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Vanessa... I did feel a flicker of guilt letting that filthy orc gets near her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I wasn’t foolish enough to let it go too far. I had already placed celestial safeguards on each of their bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything, truly dangerous happens, the runes will trigger, their mana will return in full, and their chains will burn away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That much, I’ve guaranteed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"M-Master!!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The frantic cry pulled me from my thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A burst of radiant pixel-like dust shimmered beside me, swirling before forming into Lavine’s small fairy form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, you lost already...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I—I DIDN’T LOSE!\" she squeaked back, flustered, her wings beating furiously. \"It was a tactical retreat! I’ll have you know!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn’t stop the low chuckle that slipped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked utterly disheveled—hair messy, wings twitching unevenly, her pale skin marred by faint burns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even her tiny voice carried the tremor of exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most telling of all, though, was the thin red mark across her neck. A dangerous brush with death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll have to apologize properly later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you give him the necessary information?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lavine pouted, arms crossing. \"Yes... but you’re already finished on your end, aren’t you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" I replied, lifting my gaze. A soft feather rested in my hand, glowing faintly as I twirled it between my fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the distance, my eyes found her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing alone, draped in the flowing dress I had chosen for her, the image was almost too perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked every part the tragic heroine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I couldn’t help but smile with quiet satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>",2343,"2026-06-03T14:41:03.112Z",1,"novelbin.me","337846c1813d9242bf827755e4d8e95fb3d1b746bf693692e63fa7f0bd758bc7","how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-548","how-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-chapter-546",727,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhow-to-survive-in-the-romance-fantasy-game-cover.jpg"]