[{"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-53":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},267582,538,"Chapter 53 53: Parting Ways","reincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-chapter-53",53,"\u003Cp>The lady bowed as she arrived before Lindarion and Melion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Welcome, members of the Sunblade royal family. It is an honor to have you visit our institution.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was warm—like freshly baked pastries—as she smiled at Lindarion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And… were her eyes sparkling just now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melion flashed her a devilish grin. The woman suddenly cleared her throat, straightened her posture, and composed herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'??'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion's thoughts swirled. Not only had he just learned information he wasn't sure he even wanted to know, but once again, he was surrounded by strange people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am Sylven Vaelora, the head of this institution. It is a pleasure to have you here today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice wavered slightly as she glanced at Melion, who remained smiling—silently, ominously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I only wanted to show my son around. Please continue your work as usual.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melion's voice was… cold? As if she really didn't like Sylven. No, wait—was that actual hatred in her voice?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Why, though?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion's gaze darted between them as they locked eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sylven bowed, her voice turning soft. \"I hope His Highness finds the institution to his liking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a fleeting smile, she turned and walked off—to do… whatever it was she actually did here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melion grinned at Lindarion before taking his hand. \"Should we leave darling?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'…What just happened?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion shook his head and sighed. \"Yes, we should go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards followed them closely as they descended the tower. And honestly? The trip down took so long that coming up in the first place had been a complete waste of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion let out a deep sigh as they finally reached the bottom of the seemingly endless stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked back to the carriage, he mulled over the overwhelming amount of information he had gathered today. Despite not actually doing much, time had flown by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'It wasn't bad… I guess.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at Melion, who strolled gracefully toward the carriage, her steps elegant, almost swanlike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they climbed in, Melion smiled at him. \"Shall we depart?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was gentle—like a harmless caress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards settled in as well. Lindarion nodded, his tone firmer than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melion tapped on the carriage door, signaling the driver, and they set off toward the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the corner of his eye, Lindarion noticed Therion repeatedly glancing at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'What? I'm not going to disappear…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head and focused on the road. Fortunately, the ride home was smooth—and, more importantly, quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It gave him time to process the day's events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not that he had too much to think about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One thing was certain, though.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would have to return to that place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he really wasn't thrilled about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion and Melion walked into the palace at a relaxed pace—only to be greeted by Eldrin, arms crossed, waiting for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My son, may we talk?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'What does he want now…?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion's thoughts stalled as Eldrin's gaze flickered to Melion, a silent request to leave them alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can't listen in?\" Melion asked with a dramatic pout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin shook his head. \"This is something for the two of us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a small shake of her head, Melion turned toward the dining hall. \"Fine, fine…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once she was gone, Eldrin placed a firm hand on Lindarion's shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you nervous about the academy, my son?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The question hung in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion blinked. That's it? No way. It couldn't be that simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Honestly? No. After training with Erebus, I doubt I have anything to be nervous about, Father.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was steady, confident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin nodded approvingly. \"True. Not many can endure Erebus's brutal methods.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head before leaning back in his chair, his sharp gaze locking onto Lindarion's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I expect nothing less than your very best.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The best, huh?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion didn't dwell on the words. He knew—no, he wanted to be the best at the academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The academy is going to be long,\" Eldrin continued, folding his hands together. \"You'll have peers far older than you, as you are just going to be a first year student.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a smirk, he added, \"But just because they're older doesn't mean you should lose if anything happens.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Yeah, figured as much. Not that I planned to.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion shook his head, stepping forward slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I understand, Father. I won't disappoint you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin nodded again, then pulled out a few sheets of paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The strategy you suggested worked. We were able to assist both sides.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rare smile touched his lips as he met Lindarion's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion nodded. 'So it worked, after all.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin tapped his fingers against the desk, watching Lindarion with an unreadable expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll give you some things you should engrave in your mind Son.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said with a small smile as Lindarion nodded quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The academy isn't just a place for learning,\" he finally said. \"It's a battlefield in its own way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion raised an eyebrow. \"You make it sound very dramatic father.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin sighed. \"It is dramatic. Power struggles, alliances, backstabbing—it's a reflection of the real world, just wrapped in textbooks and training grounds.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'So… basically politics, but with more homework.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion gave a small nod. \"I understand..\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin leaned forward. \"You'll meet nobles, warriors, scholars—some will want to befriend you, others will want to use you. You must be sharp. Observe before you act.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion hummed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, I basically shouldn't trust anyone?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin chuckled lightly then looked Lindarion in the eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's a bit too paranoid, son. Trust those who earn it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just nodded. \"I understand.. Is there anything else dad?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin handed him a sealed letter. \"This is from me to the academy's headmaster. It is for Thalorin to see, nobody else shall open it. Do not lose it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion turned it over in his hands. The wax seal bore the Sunblade crest—official, important-looking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'It must be something important…but why didn't he give Thalorin the letter?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion was about to ask but Eldrin shook his head and interrupted him. \"Get some rest. You still have some days before leaving.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion nodded quietly then left the room. Walking towards his own bedroom as the maids greeted him with warm smiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I'm going to miss this.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The days passed in the blink of an eye as Lindarion laid in his bed, the morning sun shining through his window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BANG BANG BANG!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His door practically shook from the force of the knocks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wake up, Your Highness!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion groaned. \"Five more minutes…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door slammed open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melion stood there, smiling way too brightly for this ungodly hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Five minutes? How about now darling?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion buried his face in his pillow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I hate waking up early…what day is it even..'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melion laughed, dragging the blankets off him. \"Rise and shine, my little son! Your glorious academy life awaits!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion sat up, squinting at the sunlight streaming in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you so energetic Mom?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melion twirled a strand of her hair as she smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because I'm excited for your future in the academy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion groaned again as he sat up in his bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melion leaned in, smirking. \"Oh, and Thalorin is waiting for you outside. All of the staff members came to see you off as well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion blinked. \"Wait—what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melion clapped her hands as she left his room. \"Better hurry Son, you don't want to ruin your grand exit!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'This is going to be a long five years.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion took a deep breath, straightened his posture, and swiftly changed into a fitting outfit. His father's letter was tucked neatly into his coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he glanced into the mirror, a strikingly handsome young elf stared back. Dressed in an elegant black-and-white ensemble, he exuded nobility. His long hair was tied up, yet it still cascaded down to his waist. His emerald-green eyes glowed faintly as he adjusted the hem of his clothes and secured the sword at his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Alright. Time to leave I guess..'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stepping toward the door, he hesitated for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Huh… they really are outside. It's very quiet.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grand hallway—usually bustling with attendants—was eerily silent. Completely empty. It felt almost abandoned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strange sense of nostalgia welled up in him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I'm going to miss this place…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pushing open the doors, he stepped outside…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And immediately wished he hadn't.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart nearly dropped to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire palace staff was lined up outside. Maids, cleaners, guards—everyone was present, all bowing deeply in his direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thick, solemn atmosphere filled the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'…Is this a farewell or my funeral? I'm gaining aura with this…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion kept his expression neutral as he slowly walked past them, his presence commanding yet… slightly awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very end of the line stood Seraphine, his parents, and Thalorin. All of them were smiling slightly—even Seraphine! That was rarer than someone finding a seven-star skill book in some cursed dungeon!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Lindarion reached her, Seraphine gave him a slow, formal bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take care, young prince.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Lindarion stepped forward and pulled her into a hug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You take care of my parents.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a brief moment, Seraphine stiffened… then, surprisingly, she hugged him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion felt warmth creep up his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'A-Ah. Abort. Abort mission—!'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A throat cleared behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to see his mother, Melion, watching them with a knowing smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mother. Father.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion quickly moved on, stepping toward his parents. Melion approached and embraced him, pressing a kiss to his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Be careful, my son.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion nodded before turning to Eldrin, who extended his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A firm handshake. Two strong grips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stay safe, son. And don't forget what I told you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eldrin added a subtle wink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melion's eyes narrowed slightly, but—perhaps wisely—she decided not to ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a final nod, Lindarion turned to the last person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Thalorin.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old elf was… scratching his head, his wild beard looking particularly unkempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Hard to believe he's a member of the Council sometimes…'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaking his head, Lindarion stepped closer, only to find Thalorin grinning at him like a mischievous child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shall we?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion took one last look at the people he was leaving behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Theiron, the guard, was smiling at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait. Was he… tearing up?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thalorin placed a firm hand on Lindarion's shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with that, space itself fractured—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lindarion barely had time to process his own thoughts before the world twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRASH.\u003C\u002Fp>",1718,"2026-05-29T17:03:12.824Z","2026-06-01T04:29:47.183Z",1,"novelbin.me","8dafc22f60c607c6ba03f68188d94397122bfc11612721f301af5de16e8b4c8e","reincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-chapter-54","reincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-chapter-52",564,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-an-elf-prince-cover.jpg"]