[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reincarnated-as-an-elf-prince":3,"chapter-reincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-reincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-chapter-282":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Reincarnated as an Elf Prince",{"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},267247,538,"Chapter 282: Attack (4)","reincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-chapter-282",282,"\u003Cp>The Sun Domain didn't blind. It didn't dazzle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything within its boundary, every stone, breath, tremor, was laid bare. The world inside it burned in sharp lines. No illusions. No shadows. Just truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin stood at the center, the heat folding around him like a second skin. Flames licked the soles of his boots without singing. Light pooled behind his eyes like a rising tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'He should be flinching,' Eldrin thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Or shielding. Or reacting at all.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Dythrael?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't even blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man, or whatever he was, remained where he stood, hands behind his back, not even stepping away from the rising corona of heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He should have been sweating. Skin cracking. Mana thrashing to push against the environmental shift. That's what anyone else would've done in this kind of pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Dythrael didn't look uncomfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked bored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin's fingers twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunlight flared in the seams of his coat. Steam coiled from the earth. Above, the sky bent into a fixed arc, gold and molten, like a second dome pressing down from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Dythrael stood there like none of it mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You call this a Domain?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice echoed, not off the walls. Off the mana itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin's jaw clenched. \"You're standing in the heart of it. Does it feel small to you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dythrael tilted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. It's strong. Controlled. Refined.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a faint curl of his lip: \"But it's still just fire.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin's aura cracked wider in response, sunlight surging into lances behind him. His shadow stretched tenfold across the scorched stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think this is just heat?\" he said. \"You don't understand what you've stepped into.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I understand perfectly,\" Dythrael said. \"I just don't care.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words cut harder than a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not arrogance. Not rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin exhaled. Slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light behind his eyes steadied. The space around his body stopped flickering. The whole domain hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden rays turned into lines, structured, organized, ready to converge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No theatrics. No warnings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised one hand, two fingers lifted, and the beams moved. Precision strikes, blades of sunlight sharper than any steel, honed to a point from decades of training, dozens of battles, the full weight of a king's fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They came from every angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fast. Silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dythrael didn't move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just… disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No teleportation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No blur of motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One second he was there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next, he was behind Eldrin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The king twisted, instinct, not thought, and launched a pulse of radiant light back over his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The burst slammed into empty air. The heat from it turned the trees at the edge of the domain to cinders instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dythrael's voice came from his right. \"Your reactions are impressive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin spun again, too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hand gripped his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not hard. Just… firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'd say it's an honor to meet the last of the Sunblade kings,\" Dythrael said, voice quiet. \"But you're not the one we're here for.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mana beneath Eldrin's skin snarled to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames surged along his spine, launching him forward in a flash of white-gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He twisted mid-air, threw a spear of compressed light—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Dythrael caught it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With two fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No shift of balance. No wince. Just stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One soft sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the world came apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sun Domain, his masterpiece, his last shield, the full embodiment of his will, shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn't break with thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn't collapse with screams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It folded, neatly, like a tent collapsing into itself. The heat vanished. The sky returned to grey. The ground stopped glowing. The blades of light turned to dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And everything was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin stood there, heart thundering, lungs full of smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air felt cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands trembled, just slightly. He clenched them into fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dythrael stepped forward, brushing dust from his sleeve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your control is beautiful,\" he said. \"But this isn't a fight you can win.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin didn't answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'He shattered it like it was nothing.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, the main estate doors groaned open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maeven's silhouette appeared in the arch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Found her,\" Maeven said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dythrael nodded once, then turned to Eldrin one last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We'll take Melion now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he walked past him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like Eldrin was already gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not all of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the divine shape of it, the form he'd held like a second skin, had vanished. Just open sky now. Ordinary air. Like the world had shrugged off his magic like an old coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin stood still, breath shallow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dythrael didn't glance back. He walked as if there were no one left to fear in this world. Behind him, Maeven's boots clicked softly against the scorched stone path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Melion,' Eldrin thought. 'They're here for her. She's still inside.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers twitched at his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right arm burned from shoulder to wrist, too much internal backlash, too fast. He could barely lift it. And yet…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His left hand reached under the long folds of his coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He unlatched the hidden brace sewn to the inside lining. Pulled it loose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black sheath slid free. For a smoother reading experience, visit NovelBin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simple. Dull. Wooden handle worn from years of neglect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were no sigils. No carvings. Just an old blade older than memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't touched it since Lindarion was born.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even when the war ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't a royal weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a family one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passed down from one Sunblade to another, not for battle. Not for triumph. But for endings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He heard Seraphine yell something from behind the burning hedges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn't register the words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maeven,\" Dythrael said ahead. \"Take her. I'll join you soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sure,\" Maeven said. Still smirking. Still sounding like this was a game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin took another step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dythrael stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head turned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're still standing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin unsheathed the blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It made no sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No gleam of metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pressure that slid into the air like a second sun had opened its eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I said,\" Eldrin rasped, \"I'd cross any line to protect my family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dythrael turned fully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saw the blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin moved.\u003C\u002Fp>",1032,"2026-05-29T17:03:12.825Z","2026-06-01T04:29:47.183Z",1,"novelbin.me","8772e70efa650dae04a6e7eba4c79bb562652931611c712ebd55e506cbd2e70b","reincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-chapter-283","reincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-chapter-281",564,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-cover.jpg"]