[{"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-71":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},896834,1177,"Chapter 71: A Blood Pact","reincarnated-as-a-princess-s-pet-with-trash-stat-chapter-71",71,"\u003Cp>The guest room door opened without warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>William stepped in, carrying food for the group—but the moment he saw the scene in front of him, he froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max stood beside the bed, untying the elf, who looked completely pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone turned to look at William.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...what’s going on here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze shifted to Vimel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...and where did this guest come from?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...it’s a long story, dear William...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crossed his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...but in short...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed at the elf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...this is the ’Dante’ we ran into in room nine hundred ninety-nine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>William raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...as you already know, we infiltrated his room.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...when we confronted him...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pointed at Max, who was still untying the elf’s hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...he put him to sleep with a dream stone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>William glanced toward Max.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...and then...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pointed at Vimel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...his body changed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...and he ended up like this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>William observed him for a few seconds, curious, without saying a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now free, Vimel adjusted himself on the bed and lowered his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I’m sorry... I don’t know how I ended up in this castle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...apparently...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scratched the back of his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Dante used some kind of magic to possess his dead body.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>William let out a soft chuckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I’m not surprised.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Dante is known for buying any rare magical item or grimoire he can find.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...he has more tricks than he lets on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Vimel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...including the undead that pull his carriage.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vimel lifted his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...then I suppose... I can consider myself one of them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>William tilted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...you could say that. To be honest, your situation is quite interesting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max stepped forward, looking directly at the butler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I’m going to need another favor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>William looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max pointed at Vimel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...we need a bracelet. For him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...so he can look like a devil.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crossed his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...that way he can move through the castle without problems—and help us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>William slipped a hand into his coat, rummaged for a moment, and pulled one out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...you’re in luck.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held it out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I happened to bring one with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max took it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...thanks again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He handed it to Vimel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>William sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...ah, one more thing, dear Max.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at him intently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Lucifero has been asking about you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...he wants to know if you’ve made progress on the castle map.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max scratched his head and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...clearly not. And I won’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie glanced at him from the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...but I need to buy more time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...to save Abby.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...and find Dante.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>William nodded without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...leave it to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I’ll keep lying for the cause.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max returned the smile, then looked at the group. His eyes sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...time to move again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...we’re going to sweep this castle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...and find the real Dante.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group left the guest room once more. The door closed behind them with a soft click. The hallway was silent—no one around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...alright...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...everyone, your roles.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Moonlight, Dorian, Varis.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...head to the workers’ wing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...ask around about the real Dante.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...directly?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...no.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...carefully.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...got it, dad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Varis nodded silently. Without another word, the three headed toward the workers’ wing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max shifted his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Neros, Sophie, Vimel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I want you to go to the knights’ wing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...same objective: gather information on the real Dante.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sophie crossed her arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...let’s see what we can find.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neros simply nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vimel hesitated for a second... but followed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group dispersed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max was left completely alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...now that I’m finally alone...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I need to go see Azael.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corridors of the noble wing were different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wider. Quieter. More imposing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every step echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max moved carefully, checking each door. Searching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...where are you...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he heard voices nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped immediately, frowning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were coming from ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He approached slowly. Carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then he saw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael stood with his back turned, facing a massive, dark door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucifero’s room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he wasn’t alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small devil stood in front of him, arguing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I saw you, traitor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice was sharp, slightly shaky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I saw you steal from father.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael didn’t respond. He just looked at him with disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The small devil clenched his fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...you’re a damned traitor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He struck Azael’s leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I’m going to tell father everything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max held his breath, trying not to be discovered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...you’ve always been annoying, little brother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He snapped his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two skeletons rose from the ground—like the ones he had summoned before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They grabbed the small devil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He struggled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...let me go!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael slowly turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze was cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...don’t get in my way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...you have no idea what I’m doing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The small devil spat on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...yes, I do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...you’re just like them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...do you really think...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...that just because you’re the youngest...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...and the most loyal...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...our father loves you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The small devil hesitated for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael smiled—sadness in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...look at us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed at himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...we’re all the same to him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...tools.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The small devil glared at him—and spat in his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chill ran down Max’s spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael didn’t even wipe it off. He snapped his fingers again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy’s body dissolved into black mist—disappearing along with the skeletons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael remained alone in front of the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max covered his mouth, shaken. He stepped back and hid behind a nearby statue, breathing heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...shit...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...come out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael’s voice was calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...whoever you are.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max froze. He swallowed, then stepped out slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...sorry...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He avoided his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I shouldn’t have seen that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael watched him for a few seconds. Then he smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...it’s fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...family arguments.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...don’t you have siblings?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...no.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I’m an only child.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...then you wouldn’t understand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...it’s normal for siblings to fight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...even to the death.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...yeah...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a hint of irony:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...sure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael let out a laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...anyway.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slipped a hand into his coat and pulled out a golden coin, engraved with red symbols. He held it between his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I suppose you’re here for this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...is that the key?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...it fits into the necklace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max extended his hand—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Azael closed his fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...not yet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crossed his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at him directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Dante?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...we found him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...or something like that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...he possessed the body of a dead elf.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked him in the eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...and he also took his wife.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...haha...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...that guy’s a bastard.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...so there are multiple fake Dantes in the castle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crossed his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...smart.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...he came prepared... knowing I’d be here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...my group is searching, but we’ll need your help.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael studied him, then pulled a whistle from his pocket and tossed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max caught it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...when you blow it, only I’ll hear it—and it’ll show me your position.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I’ll be with you in less than ten minutes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...then I’ll use it when I find the real one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...make sure it’s the real one, or we lose the element of surprise.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max tightened his grip on the whistle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...one more thing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael glanced at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Abby.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...it would help if she were with us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clenched his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...if you help now, I won’t break the deal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at him firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I’ll help you with Dante.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael studied him for a few seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...you’re smart. But I don’t know if I can trust you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...let’s make a blood pact.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael blinked, surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...do you even know what that is?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max held his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’It’s a game mechanic... but if it fails... we die.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...if you break the pact...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...you die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...but my team comes first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael pulled out a black dagger and, without hesitation, cut his palm. He handed it over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max took it, inhaled deeply—and cut his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They clasped hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their blood mixed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I promise to face Dante—and save your wife.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael responded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...and I promise to rescue Abigail.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood glowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thin red threads wrapped around their hands, forming a seal. Marking their skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pact was made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azael released his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...then...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed down the corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...let’s go free Abigail.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Max smiled. His eyes firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I’m ready.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1517,"2026-06-03T06:02:49.172Z",1,"novelbin.me","e49cb9028e7909b1adf0f01246d8cb2a0750fa1b6d8b31942a7049e8ded40417","reincarnated-as-a-princess-s-pet-with-trash-stat-chapter-72","reincarnated-as-a-princess-s-pet-with-trash-stat-chapter-70",189,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-a-princess-s-pet-with-trash-stat-cover.jpg"]