[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reincarnated-as-a-princess-s-pet-with-trash-stat":3,"chapter-reincarnated-as-a-princess-s-pet-with-trash-stat-reincarnated-as-a-princess-s-pet-with-trash-stat-chapter-132":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Reincarnated as a Princess's Pet: With Trash Stats, but SSS-Rank Skill",{"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},896795,1177,"Chapter 132: Seraphine, The Wand of Eldoria","reincarnated-as-a-princess-s-pet-with-trash-stat-chapter-132",132,"\u003Cp>The grand hall fell silent as Max, Neros, and Dorian stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The echo of their footsteps faded into the high ceiling. Light filtering through the stained glass painted the floor in soft colors... far too calm for what had just happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max felt it immediately. Something was wrong. The king wasn’t sitting upright like usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no smile. No childish glint in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was... slouched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands gripped the armrests of the throne tightly, and his gaze—empty, distant—barely lifted when he saw them approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Majesty...\" Dorian began, bowing his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The king cut him off with a weak gesture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They took her...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice had no strength. Low. Broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max felt a knot form in his chest without quite knowing why.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They took... my pet...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence. The weight of those words hit harder than any shout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I...\" the king continued, swallowing, \"I know I could... perform another ritual...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I could summon another pet...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes grew moist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But... in such a short time...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sad smile—completely out of place on someone like him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’d already grown attached...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max looked away for a second. He hadn’t expected that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She was...\" the king hesitated, \"...different...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, barely a whisper:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please... bring her back...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air turned heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—the sharp sound of impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neros dropped to one knee. His armor rang loudly against the floor. He lowered his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do not worry, Your Majesty,\" he said firmly. \"I will take care of this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no doubt in his voice. Not a trace. It was a promise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The king nodded slowly, clinging to those words as if they were all he had left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max watched the scene... then leaned slightly toward Dorian, lowering his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is this guy really not going to take off his armor for a rescue mission?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian didn’t even look at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve told him several times already.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s still wearing it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Must smell... terrible in there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian let out a small breath through his nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max couldn’t help but chuckle under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neros, of course, didn’t react. Didn’t move. He remained still, like a statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive doors of the hall opened. Slow. Heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No footsteps followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max frowned. He turned—there was nothing behind him. The hallway stood empty. The doors fully open. Absolute silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chill ran down his spine. Something... didn’t add up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then he felt it. A powerful presence, right behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned sharply and looked forward again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there she was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman. An elf with long reddish hair cascading past her waist like a waterfall. A green dress that seemed to move as if it had a life of its own. And a pointed hat, large... far too large for someone like her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gentle smile. Bright eyes. Watching him directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you must be Max,\" she said casually, as if she had been there all along. \"It’s a pleasure to finally meet the fiancé of one of my students... and the father of another.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max went blank. Processing. Recalculating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman extended her hand gracefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am Seraphine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max reacted late—but he reacted. He took her hand with both of his, nodding his head several times in a row.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then you must be the famous mage known as The Wand of Eldoria...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he looked up, he froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her feet weren’t touching the ground. She floated, suspended over a faintly glowing magic circle slowly spinning beneath her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’d prefer you call me Seraphine,\" she replied with a light smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max nodded quickly. Too quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, yes, of course, Seraphine, totally normal, nothing strange here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miss Seraphine,\" Dorian cut in, stepping forward calmly. \"I see time has treated you well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze traveled up and down her figure without the slightest bit of subtlety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphine tilted her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wish I could say the same about you, Master Dorian.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her smile was kind—but sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian let out a small laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max looked from one to the other. Then at Neros. And frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t moving. Not speaking. Not even... looking at her. It was as if she didn’t exist—or he was deliberately ignoring her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max turned back to the mage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphine sighed softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have no problem going on a mission with my ex-husband,\" she said in a casual tone, \"but the least he could do is greet me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max blinked a couple of times. Recalculating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again. Harder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly turned his head toward Neros.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then to Dorian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then back to Seraphine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian couldn’t hold it in anymore. He burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I knew this would happen,\" he said, amused. \"The knight can’t even look her in the eyes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gestured toward Neros with his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s still hopelessly in love with her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max opened his mouth. Closed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opened it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And finally said—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Neros was married to the most powerful mage in Eldoria!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neros spun around instantly. And looked at Max.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not at the king. Not at Dorian. Not at Seraphine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Max.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With an expression... completely out of place for someone like him. It was pure fear. Raw. Desperate. As if he were silently begging,get me out of herewithout saying a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max froze for a few seconds, unsure how to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t look at me like that...\" he muttered, taking a small step back. \"You’re scaring me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian burst into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"HA! Look at him! The great royal knight asking for help with his eyes!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The king cleared his throat, trying to maintain some dignity... though he was clearly struggling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Neros...\" he said, more firmly. \"Please... greet Miss Seraphine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence lingered for a few seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neros closed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave himself a small smack on the forehead with his palm. Took a deep breath. Then stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The movement was stiff. Forced. As if every joint weighed twice as much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned. Walked toward his ex-wife. Step by step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped in front of her. Extended his hand. Awkward. Uncertain. Blinking several times in a row, like he was trying to survive an emotional storm in real time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"M-Miss Seraphine...\" he said, with a calm that clearly wasn’t real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphine looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And, to everyone’s surprise—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blushed. A soft laugh slipped from her lips as she took his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s a pleasure to see you again, Sir Neros.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence turned awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neros blushed too. He turned his head. Looked away. And said absolutely nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then Max and Dorian burst out laughing. No filter. No mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The king brought a hand to his mouth, trying to hold it in... clearly failing. His shoulders trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...khm...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphine gently let go of his hand, still smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Putting that aside...\" she said, regaining her composure. \"You can’t go on a mission in the black market wearing that armor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max raised a hand immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We already told him!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Several times,\" Dorian added, crossing his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neros frowned, still not looking at her directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As long as I am in the castle... I must wear it. It is my work uniform.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The king tilted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn’t you tell me something else earlier?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neros froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You told me you wanted to wear the helmet... to avoid looking her in the eyes... and so it wouldn’t be as obvious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max slapped both hands over his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian outright turned away to laugh properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neros turned red all the way to his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"T-That was a secret, Your Majesty!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The king blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh...\" pause. \"My apologies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t sound like it. Not at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The laughter continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphine gently shook her head, amused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With an elegant motion, she slipped her hand beneath her cloak. And pulled out a grimoire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The book floated on its own in front of her, opening without being touched. Its pages began flipping rapidly, as if searching on their own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphine raised a small wand. She moved it through the air. A line of multicolored light ran over Neros’ body from head to toe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWOOM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The armor began to disappear. No sound. No resistance. As if it had never been there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In its place appeared a black shirt, dark pants, and leather boots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simple. Light. Perfect for moving without drawing attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neros shut his eyes tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... did not give you permission for that...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s what the mission requires,\" Seraphine replied casually, a smile still on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’...That magic...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze dropped for a moment, unconsciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’It’s like the mark Sophie gave me...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way objects simply... vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stored. Hidden. Without weight or volume.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Always so effective... the great Wand of Eldoria,\" Dorian commented with a crooked smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphine inclined her head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you very much.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max looked at one... then the other... and finally at Dorian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So...\" he said. \"Who would be the fifth member for the mission?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The fifth member...\" he began, turning toward the hall’s exit, \"...is already waiting for us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the black market.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1528,"2026-06-03T06:02:49.171Z",1,"novelbin.me","32a84454128502ce8f12b0468d5db7769d81e7fbce42802880bb441664fb0b59","reincarnated-as-a-princess-s-pet-with-trash-stat-chapter-133","reincarnated-as-a-princess-s-pet-with-trash-stat-chapter-131",189,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-a-princess-s-pet-with-trash-stat-cover.jpg"]