[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son":3,"chapter-reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-287":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son",{"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},1366030,1806,"Chapter 287  Main Heroines [1]","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-287",287,"\u003Cp>Tic! Tic!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rhythmic ticking echoed in a lavishly furnished office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was filled with ancient artifacts and priceless heirlooms that seemed to tell stories of their own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A towering bookshelf stood in one corner, packed with leather-bound old books.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the center of the room was a desk—crafted from the sacred wood of Yggdrasil itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mariam sat on the other side, her glare boring into me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her silence made me uncomfortable as I shifted slightly in my chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I just felt like it.' ...But even to me, that answer seemed hollow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had no particular reason for asking Yennefer out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From deep within me, I wanted to do it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a small part of me yearned for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'It's really odd.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What were you thinking?\" Mariam's frustrated voice snapped me out of my thoughts. \"Asking a professor out on your first day at the academy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I just kept my mouth shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't like I could defend myself here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was reckless and, frankly, inappropriate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And being the headmaster, Mariam had every right to lecture me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And was it necessary to antagonize the elves?\" she groaned, rubbing her temples. \"I can already see them trying to make your life hell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They would've done that anyway,\" I replied with a shrug. \"Their arrogance makes it impossible for them to accept me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still, if you hadn't provoked them, you could've lived a normal life—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't need that.\" I cut into her words sharply, \"My life's already too twisted for normalcy to even be an option.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze softened, and she leaned back in her chair, studying me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't say anything as well, my eyes drifting around the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The place was filled with artifacts that caught my eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few of them were as old as the academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then my gaze landed on a pair of glasses placed on the shelf behind Mariam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I calmly looked at it, but inwardly I was screaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'The fuck is this doing here!?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was always here, but Ragnar was supposed to take it in the prequel game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you listening?\" Mariam's voice pulled me back to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Y-yeah?\" I stammered, tearing my eyes away from the shelf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glared at me before asking again. \"Which class are you planning to join?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wilhelm's class,\" I replied instantly. \"The Diamond Class.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Any particular reason?\" she asked, tilting her head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not really,\" I said with a shrug. \"Professors teach joint classes for most subjects anyway, so it doesn't matter much.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see,\" she murmured thoughtfully. \"What subjects are you taking?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No idea,\" I replied, standing up. \"I'll just go with the flow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sighed, clearly unimpressed. \"Are you serious?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring her, I walked over to the shelf. My gaze landed on the glasses again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's this?\" I asked, pointing at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mariam's gaze landed on the glasses; her expression changed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Spectra Glass,\" she said softly. \"It belonged to the first Head of the Segyal Highbloods.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can I take it—?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" she cut me off sharply. \"It's not something you can have.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine.\" I shrugged, pretending to lose interest, though my mind raced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Be cautious of the other heirs,\" Mariam warned. \"Don't underestimate them, even if they're just students.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll keep that in mind,\" I said, my attention now on a sword displayed nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had belonged to the third Head of the Segyal Highbloods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I need a new weapon.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naraka was too much for me to handle in my current state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe a good katana would suffice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Himmel.\" Mariam's voice softened, drawing my attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Be aware of Nymeria.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning back to focus on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She met my eyes as she continued. \"You took everything that she was promised.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She won't let it go,\" Mariam continued. \"And neither will her family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I slowly nodded as I turned towards the bookshelf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How's your relationship with your granddaughter?\" I asked quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mariam hesitated before answering with a hollow chuckle. \"I haven't spoken to her in years. Her mother won't let me anywhere near her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nymeria. 'I hope that ugly elf dies soon.' []\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'She is Ragnar's daughter; that alone is enough for me to hate her.' Not that she was any better than her father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A monster would be the right word to describe her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Anyway, I hope she doesn't die soon.' []\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'It's not that, dumb goddess.' She can die for all I care, but with her death, the entire elven race will go extinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which I don't want... at least not yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mariam sighed, rubbing her face with her hand. \"Go back to class. And please, try not to cause any more trouble.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sure,\" I replied casually, walking behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as I passed the shelf, I grabbed the glasses lying on the display.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, Himmel!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will return it soon, I promise!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I ran towards the door with a bright smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mariam hesitated, then slumped back in her chair with a sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I closed the door behind me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My steps immediately halted as a boy stood outside, his golden eyes crucifying me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yo,\" I greeted him with a casual smile, sliding the glasses into my bracelet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why the hell did you do that, you bastard?\" he growled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do what?\" I blinked innocently, feigning ignorance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Trying to ask Yennefer out!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, that? Don't worry about it,\" I replied nonchalantly, stepping past him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She is my aunt.\" He growled, pushing me. \"Fuck you mean don't worry!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think I am doing it for myself?\" I softly asked, looking into his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confused, he asked back, \"What do you mean?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed, letting my shoulders slump just enough to look convincingly weary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What happened?\" Aimar asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oliver asked me to,\" I muttered, averting my gaze. \"He wanted me to... look after your aunt.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aimar turned silent, gazing at me blankly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emotions swirled on his face while he tried his best to hide it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He cared about her,\" I continued quietly, \"and now I'll do it in his stead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Oliver, my brother.' I am sorry for using your name to get out of this mess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And I will do everything to make her happy,\" I concluded softly, walking away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I know.' Like I said, I am a scumbag who has multiple lovers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In my eyes, I am already way too low for just that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We walked together in silence toward our class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, the building wasn't far from Mariam's office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the tube elevator, the faint hum of machinery filled the air as we waited for our stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The doors opened to reveal an empty corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's your rank?\" Aimar asked suddenly, breaking the silence between us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Limiter,\" I replied casually. \"Just a step away from Overlord.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" He frowned. \"Weren't you close to 9th—?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I skipped a rank,\" I interrupted, glancing at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing back, I could see frustration on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Train harder, brother,\" I said with a smirk. \"Or you'll get left behind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded blankly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As we approached an intersection, a familiar figure came into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dickson!\" I called out, grinning as I walked toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's Carson!\" he exclaimed back, glaring at me with his crimson eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, Chickson.\" I replied before looking around. \"What are you doing here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aimar leaned against a wall beside us while I glanced around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The place was essentially for Diamond section students, and he is from Gold?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I think so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What was that about?\" Carson asked sharply, his piercing eyes locking onto mine. \"The thing with Professor Yennefer?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That has nothing to do with you,\" I said with a shrug. \"Why are you—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are engaged to my sister,\" he said, his tone shifting sharply. \"You can't randomly—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your grandfather will break the engagement in two years,\" I said bluntly, cutting him off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What?\" His eyes widened in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your grandfather's using me for political reasons,\" I added calmly. \"Once I'm no longer useful, the engagement will be dissolved.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quieted down, going into deep thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I did not disturb him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don't want to be bothered by this engagement shit, so it's better to make things clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll tell my sister,\" Carson muttered, turning to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait!\" I grabbed his shoulder, stopping him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" he asked irritably, turning back to face me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time to get some information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*****\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corridor of the second-year building, a girl walked with heavy steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voluminous black hair with pink undertones fell freely, cascading behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore an all-white academic uniform that was highlighted with golden strips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would have looked great had it not been for her heaving chest and ember eyes glaring at everyone walking past her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Calm down, Zenith.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How can I calm down, Pasithea!?\" Zenith exclaimed at the elven girl beside her. \"He tried to propose to my mother, MOTHER!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elven girl beside her flinched, her meadow-green eyes staring at the girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pasithea's golden hair shimmered under the corridor lights, but even her serene beauty couldn't mask the unease radiating from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could clearly feel that Zenith was beyond pissed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her pleading gaze landed on the redheaded boy trailing behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elijah could only smile awkwardly while rubbing his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Elijah.\" Zenith glanced back, making him tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah?\" he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You were sitting with him, weren't you?\" she questioned, narrowing her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you know that guy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ye—I mean, ahem, no,\" he replied, clearing his throat midway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith's eyes narrowed further, but she decided against pressing him—at least for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, her gaze swept the corridor like a predator searching for prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't see Heather.\" Elijah tried to change the topic as he asked, \"Where is she?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why?\" Pasithea asked, annoyance clear in her voice. \"Can't you live without seeing her for five minutes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, I mean, isn't she always with you guys—?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't see you asking about Siersha, though?\" she snarled without even looking at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elijah wisely shut his mouth, not trying to argue with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cat got your tongue—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can you guys shut up!\" Zenith snapped at both of them. \"Help me find that guy before I start strangling one of you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you trying to find him anyway?\" Elijah asked calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith smiled brightly. \"What do you think?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elijah instinctively took a step back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last time she smiled like that, someone nearly lost their third leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I hope you can handle it, brother,' he thought, hoping for the best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who is he, anyway?\" Pasithea mused aloud, brushing a strand of golden hair behind her ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He managed to make every elf in the academy hate him in just a few minutes. That's... impressive, even by elven standards.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after being the elven princess, she was hearing about him for the first time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Does it matter?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith turned back towards her as she walked past an intersection, her smile widening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He screwed himself royally by proposing to my mother, just you wait—Ah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her words were cut off as she collided with someone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stumbling back, Zenith whirled around, already snapping,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Watch where you're going, blind—YOU!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face contorted with rage as her fiery eyes met mismatched ones—one purple, one blue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aimar stared at the girl from the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Himmel tilted his head slightly. He turned to Elijah and pointed at Zenith. \"Who's the rat-faced midget?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith's mouth fell open, and her mind took sweet time to process his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zenith, you should know her,\" Elijah replied with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"M-midget?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, right.\" Himmel clapped his hands. \"Yennefer's daughter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his smiling face towards her, leaning closer. He asked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How's your mommy doing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The class bell rang, stopping an all-out war.\u003C\u002Fp>",1954,"2026-06-05T21:29:08.031Z",1,"novelbin.me","b3a9927c29e02ddb1ba1da7d68b053690311f9642adb5be7b29905eeba83d54d","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-288","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-286",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]