[{"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-69":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},896832,1177,"Chapter 69: A Dream Date","reincarnated-as-a-princess-s-pet-with-trash-stat-chapter-69",69,"\u003Cp>Max and Dorian were inside the closet, completely in the dark. Surrounded by far too many clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max tried to adjust himself between the garments, looking for a good spot to peek through the crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian, beside him, was struggling to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...this itches...\" he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scratched his nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I think I—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He froze. His expression changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...no, Dorian. Don’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian raised a finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I’m going to—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He inhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max reacted instantly. He activated the ring of absolute silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"ACHOOO!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sneeze was brutal. It covered a luxurious coat next to him in mucus. Dorian smacked his head against a wooden board piled with more clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max glared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...you’re disgusting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian wiped his nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...thanks for the trick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...you saved me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...you should’ve gone under the bed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Footsteps echoed outside the room. The door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max tensed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...he’s here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante entered the room. He paused for a second, adjusting his suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And saw her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hair done. Elegant. In her devil form. Perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I knew you’d come.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I can leave if I want.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante let out a soft laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...of course you won’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie picked up a glass of wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She offered it to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...wine. From the table.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante took it, smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And set it back down on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...very thoughtful of you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat beside her on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a corner of the room, Neros turned his head. Stared at the wall. Tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie took a breath, slightly uncomfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I want to know more about you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pointed at the paintings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...those women.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante looked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...my wives.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...so you’re a married man.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante looked at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...does that bother you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...no.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her tone wasn’t convincing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie pointed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...and that painting...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante took the glass from the table with both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looked at the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...she was meant to be there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...she passed away recently.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie watched him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...sorry for asking...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...how?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante didn’t lift his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I don’t know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...one day I found her in her room.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised the glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...poisoned.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...with a glass like this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...shattered on the floor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...could you stand up for a moment, please?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante didn’t react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I need to adjust myself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I order you to stand up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante lifted the glass. Took a long drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I have a seal against enchantments.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I already know that perfume.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes locked onto hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...it’s not the first time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie tensed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I don’t know what you’re talking about.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She grabbed her glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...it was a gift.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...stolen by a coworker.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante watched her for a few seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...forgive me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...for doubting you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie observed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’...he already drank the wine... he should fall asleep in a few minutes...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling slightly relieved, she drank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strong dizziness hit her. Her body collapsed onto the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the closet, Max’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...no way...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian peeked through the crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...he switched the glasses...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...curious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Sophie, asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...if you didn’t know about the perfume...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...why was there a sleeping potion in your glass?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped closer. Took her by the waist. Adjusted her on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corner, Neros clenched his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...that’s it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved. Drew his sword in one swift motion. A clean slash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante’s hands fell off before he could keep touching Sophie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moon, from under the bed, released a gust of wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante slipped and fell face-first onto the bed, right beside Sophie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dull impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...what I didn’t expect...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante slowly stood up, handless, still smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...was so many of you waiting to ambush me in my own room.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The closet burst open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max rushed out, holding the sleep stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...go to sleep.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He activated it before the devil could counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pulse of magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dante froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes closed, and his body dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neros was already holding Sophie, fully unconscious, in his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...little sister... you were very brave...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian stepped out of the closet, hands glowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...give it time...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cast magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...this isn’t instant.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moon peeked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looked at Dante.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...what about him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The body trembled. Convulsions. His skin changed. From red to white. Completely pale. His hair turned from black to white. His horns disappeared, along with his tail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had turned into an elf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varis blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...what...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max looked at him. Serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I should’ve thought of this earlier.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...a guy like that...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the elf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...doesn’t get ambushed that easily.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...that’s not Dante.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone in the room was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max reacted first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...quick, fix everything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one argued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neros carefully placed Sophie on a chair, making it look like she had simply fallen asleep. He brushed her hair aside, hiding any signs of struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian was already moving, picking up the mucus-covered coat with a disgusted expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...this never happened.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He folded it—or at least tried to—before shoving it into a wardrobe without looking too closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varis went to the table. Adjusted the glasses, switching them back, wiping any trace of spilled liquid with a small cloth he found nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moon crawled out from under the bed, stretching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...too much trouble...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max ignored her. He was kneeling beside the elf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He checked his pulse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...still alive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled, relieved, but his expression remained tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...whoever he is, he’s not just a decoy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...if this guy isn’t Dante...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...then where is the real one?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian looked up from the wardrobe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...and more importantly...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...the women?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...did he really bring them to the castle?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max stood up, determined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...we don’t have time for that now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed at the elf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Neros, carry him to our room.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neros nodded without a word. He stepped forward, lifting the body with ease and placing it over his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max looked at Dorian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...you’re going to heal him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...to interrogate him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes locked onto the elf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...if anyone in this room knows something about Dante...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...it’s him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1079,"2026-06-03T06:02:49.172Z",1,"novelbin.me","2126f565a2882de6c750838c305baa2523b747887da9c4067b6af78ac6e189a3","reincarnated-as-a-princess-s-pet-with-trash-stat-chapter-70","reincarnated-as-a-princess-s-pet-with-trash-stat-chapter-68",189,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-a-princess-s-pet-with-trash-stat-cover.jpg"]