[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-maids-are-all-final-villainesses":3,"chapter-my-maids-are-all-final-villainesses-my-maids-are-all-final-villainesses-chapter-101":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","My Maids are All Final Villainesses",{"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},978935,1280,"Chapter 101: Strange Thoughts","my-maids-are-all-final-villainesses-chapter-101",101,"\u003Cp>Clay continued resting beneath the tree while the afternoon breeze moved calmly through the garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The peaceful atmosphere made his entire body feel heavy with comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He no longer wanted to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The food was good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weather was good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tea was good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Maid Cy’s service had become increasingly perfect lately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything felt smooth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exactly the peaceful life he wanted after escaping that terrifying future shown by the strange dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cerys quietly stood beside him while preparing another cup of tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she heard Clay mutter lazily—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll do it next week.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cerys looked toward him slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay waved his hand tiredly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whatever problem appears.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whatever work needs to be done.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whatever people need from me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned deeper against the chair afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll deal with it next week.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice sounded completely unmotivated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s rare for me to be this relaxed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cerys quietly observed him for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then lowered her gaze slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because despite everything—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite his strange behavior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the terrifying power hidden around him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At moments like this—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay honestly looked like someone tired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not physically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But mentally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As though he simply wanted to rest peacefully without being dragged into endless chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay slowly closed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warm breeze continued brushing against his face comfortably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then little by little—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing slowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body relaxed further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And before long—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fell asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The garden remained quiet afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cerys silently stood guard nearby without disturbing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the dream—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The peaceful atmosphere disappeared completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A violent explosion erupted across the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The skies burned crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground cracked endlessly beneath countless corpses and ruined structures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smoke filled the air heavily while rivers of blood stretched across shattered plains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And standing amidst all of it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was Clay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the relaxed Clay sleeping peacefully in the garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This version looked completely different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes contained fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrifying aura surrounding him distorted the very air itself while countless people surrounded him from all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An entire world against him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And directly before him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maxwell stood there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His dragon aura covered the skies while golden light erupted endlessly around his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Heaven Dragon Blood had fully awakened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mere presence crushed the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay breathed heavily while gripping his weapon tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood covered portions of his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression twisted with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You again...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maxwell’s cold eyes stared directly toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ve already lost.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another terrifying clash erupted instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire battlefield exploded from the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay’s body slammed backward violently while blood erupted from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forced himself back up immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes no longer looked rational.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only rage remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around them—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless people watched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear filled their faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the battle between the two monsters no longer resembled human combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every collision shattered the land itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every strike distorted mana violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp pain erupted through Clay’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then slowly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sword pierced directly through his body from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence followed briefly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield itself seemed to stop moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay slowly turned his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing behind him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was Frazanna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hands trembled while gripping the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears filled her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet she still stabbed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay’s voice sounded hollow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Disbelieving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frazanna lowered her gaze painfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m sorry...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maxwell’s expression remained cold ahead of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay staggered slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood flowed endlessly from the wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark shadows erupted across the battlefield violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surrounding darkness swallowed portions of the battlefield instantly before countless shadow blades flew outward in every direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screams echoed everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure appeared beside Clay immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cerys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not the maid version quietly serving tea in the garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This version felt terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her crimson eyes looked completely emotionless while overwhelming darkness surrounded her body endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Final Villainess of the first arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman feared across the kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She caught Clay before he collapsed completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice remained calm despite the chaos everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maxwell’s expression finally changed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop her!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battlefield exploded again instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Cerys did not hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shadows surrounding her swallowed everything nearby before the two disappeared completely from the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving only darkness behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the dream—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay struggled to breathe while blood continued pouring from his wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision blurred heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered one terrifying truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the future where he became the Ultimate Villain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The path he desperately escaped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The path he never wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay’s eyes snapped open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay remained sitting upright on the bed while breathing heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dream still lingered vividly inside his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The burning battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maxwell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frazanna stabbing him from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And most importantly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cerys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not merely Cerys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Final Villainess Cerys from the dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman feared across the kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same woman who saved him at the very end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same woman connected to his future as the Ultimate Villain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay slowly pressed his hand against his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts felt messy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because something inside the dream suddenly bothered him deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the betrayal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even becoming the Ultimate Villain again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something strangely simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something that refused to leave his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did Villainess Cerys feel so familiar?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay slowly narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thought surfaced inside his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the moment it appeared—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression froze slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly looked toward the empty room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then quietly muttered—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why does it feel like Villainess Cerys and Maid Cy are the same person?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence followed immediately afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay frowned hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the more he thought about it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more uncomfortable he became.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way they spoke calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way they stared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way both seemed strangely composed no matter what situation happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even their presence somehow felt similar inside his memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And worst of all—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both always appeared beside him during important moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay immediately shook his head afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s ridiculous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought refused to disappear completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morning arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The peaceful routine resumed once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relaxation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cerys quietly stood beside him while serving breakfast calmly as usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay found himself staring at her repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not obviously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched the way she moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way she spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way she calmly prepared his tea before he even asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The image from the dream overlapped briefly inside his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Villainess Cerys standing amidst endless darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maid Cy standing beside him calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay immediately looked away afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cerys noticed his gaze occasionally lingering on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she remained calm outwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is something wrong, Young Master?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay immediately answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then after a brief pause—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He added casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You just look tired.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cerys blinked once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay slowly nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then returned toward his food again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The uncomfortable thought remained inside his head afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afternoon arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay relaxed in the garden again while Cerys prepared tea nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The breeze moved peacefully through the flowers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything remained calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Clay still occasionally glanced toward her unconsciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dream overlapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrifying Villainess standing amidst black shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The maid quietly pouring tea nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a brief moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two images merged together inside his head naturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay immediately frowned afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is wrong with me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the next morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then another afternoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then another night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One day passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet strangely—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought never fully disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how much Clay tried ignoring it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It always returned eventually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes while eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes while resting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes while looking at Cerys quietly standing nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And every single time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same strange feeling appeared again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Familiarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrifying Villainess from the dream and Maid Cy somehow felt increasingly connected inside his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay himself slowly became more disturbed by the idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because logically—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It made no sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely none.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Princess Cerys and Maid Cy were entirely different people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was a feared noblewoman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other was merely his maid from the Forshaw Family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And besides—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maid Cy already swore an oath earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She specifically swore she never directly told Princess Cerys about him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay remembered that clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The oath succeeded completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No backlash happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spoke truthfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay leaned back tiredly one evening while staring toward the ceiling inside his room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts once again drifted toward the same problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then slowly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m overthinking again...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That had to be it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since the strange dream showing his villain future appeared—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind constantly became suspicious over random things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It happened repeatedly already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And every time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The problem usually turned out far simpler than he imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay slowly closed his eyes again while forcing himself to calm down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maid Cy already swore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And besides...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could a princess secretly become my maid all this time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The idea itself sounded absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely unreasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no way someone like Princess Cerys could quietly serve him food daily while acting as a maid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cerys herself genuinely behaved like an experienced servant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too naturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything about her actions fit Maid Cy completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrifying Villainess from the dream felt entirely different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More imposing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More frightening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could not be the same person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clay finally exhaled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then nodded to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s right...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s impossible.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts gradually settled afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because no matter how suspicious he became—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One fact still remained undeniable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maid Cy swore she never told anything about him directly to Villainess Cerys.\u003C\u002Fp>",1640,"2026-06-03T08:04:25.348Z","2026-06-03T08:04:34.574Z",1,"novelbin.me","dd81133d5423fa6baa0d2c7207145f4b8582af43116cd3cc15bd869481835376","my-maids-are-all-final-villainesses-chapter-102",null,111,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-maids-are-all-final-villainesses-cover.jpg"]