[{"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-307":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},1366056,1806,"Chapter 307  Heart Of Yggrisial [3] [Dark Trinity]","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-307",307,"\u003Cp>\"That was uncalled for.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My gaze turned to my side as Pasithea grumbled softly, glaring at me with her greenish eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What was?\" I asked back, glancing back forward. \"Talking back to your father?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Was it really necessary?\" she asked, frustration creeping into her voice. \"Can't you be more polit—?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you aren't blind, then you can clearly see your father picking on me without any reason,\" I replied calmly as we kept walking on the marble floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He did no—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wasn't the one who humiliated him, Pasithea,\" I cut in her words. \"Don't try to pick a fight with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips parted slightly, but she said nothing. Her steps quickened as she tried to leave me behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the way,\" I began, reaching closer to her, \"can I have your mother's number?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her steps abruptly halted at my words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned around, glaring at me furiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" I scoffed, looking at her. \"I just want to apologize—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will only warn you once,\" she snapped, pointing at me. \"Don't try to do anything funn—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realization dawned upon her as her mouth remained agape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tilted my head in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You weren't talking about her tiara, were you?\" she snarled, glaring at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smiled brightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh, I can't believe it!\" she exclaimed, rubbing her face with both her hands. \"And right in front of father.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't take it rudely,\" I said, walking past her. \"But your father sure is dumb.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Himmel!\" she yelled, but I ignored her. Instead, I looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The place where the students of the second year were present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The building loomed ahead, its sheer size bigger than most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vintage glass panels glinted under the sunlight, casting rainbow-like reflections across the smooth stone walkway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive, ornately carved pillars supported the ancient structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the forefront stood an enormous gate, towering and imposing, etched with runes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I approached, I casually held up my student ID, and the gate responded instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come in,\" I called over my shoulder, glancing back at Pasithea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She trailed behind, her fiery glare landing on me as her cheeks flushed a soft red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You look like you're about to explode,\" I said, leaning against the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shut up,\" she snapped, her voice sharper than usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hurried past me, refusing to meet my gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shrugged, entering the place, and was immediately greeted by old vintage items.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking around, I took out my spectra glass to wear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The museum is the best place to collect information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I walked further in while Pasithea asked one of the staff to guide us to the rest of the students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I kept trailing behind her, looking around the place, making spectra glass analyze every item, no matter their size.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pasithea!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My gaze shifted forward as I heard Zenith's cheerful voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She quickly walked towards Pasithea, grabbing her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest of the students were also present in the place, talking with each other while one elf was talking about the items.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I walked towards Zenith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey shorty.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't call me that,\" she grimaced, her ember eyes crucifying me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's happening?\" I asked, looking around the place. \"Is that elf talking about his race's superiority?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Something like that,\" she replied before her gaze landed on Pasithea. \"What are you doing with him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pasithea grabbed her hand, dragging her away. \"I need to talk about something.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she didn't leave before glaring at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shrugged, walking to where Aimar, Elijah, and Amaury stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yo, bitches,\" I said, slapping Amaury's back. \"How are you doing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't hit me, you jerk,\" Amaury grumbled, rubbing his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elijah smiled. \"Where did you go?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Something important came up,\" I replied curtly, looking at the elf staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a few seconds passed, and I lost interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed, leaning against the wall just close to a vintage-looking sword in the display.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mind wandered back to my first meeting with Nerissa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Why did my body react like that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the first time I saw her, yet I felt afraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...I don't think so.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in the game, we never crossed paths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was odd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Really, really odd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'But at least Lorvil is the same.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A guy who thinks he is the best and should be respected everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Though I wonder how bad is his jealousy for Nerissa.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, I can observe him tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My ears pricked as I heard an interesting word from the elves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned towards him. \"What did you say?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elven man looked at me confusingly. \"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Repeat,\" I said, walking closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh, about goddess Amunet?\" he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gently nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, like I said, elves and Goddess Amunet have a long history,\" he began, his voice filled with pride. \"She was looking after the elves from the very start.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He led us towards a different section.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stopping right in front of a huge bark of a tree, engraved with a picture telling a story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I looked at the pictures while leaning against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Many of us believe she is the most perfect goddess out there,\" he said, ignoring the glare the students of other races were giving him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When time unknown to us, she, along with goddess Anastasia, fought against the giant who fell from the stars, Taimat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze remained on the bark where the picture of a demon-like being was engraved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The giant who was thought impossible to beat,\" the elf continued, staring back at me. \"The being who can counter and adapt to anything thrown at him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then how was he defeated?\" I asked, finding his words interesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We don't know,\" he replied, shaking his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All we know is that he gave birth to seven children who now live on the different layers of hell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let his words sink in before continuing, \"anyway, this bark of the world tree of ancient times tells us about the battle between them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I kept my gaze on the bark, making spectra glass register every little detail about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's not something that I know of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's something beyond my knowledge of the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All we know is this was engraved at the time of the extinction of the mermaid race,\" he said, earning my interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Isn't the mermaid race said to have a deep relationship with the Fallen angels?\" Heather asked, looking at the elf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course, they do,\" the elf nodded in agreement. \"They were said to be deeply tied through marriage.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I rubbed my chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gentle tap on my back made me turn around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elijah stood behind me with a playful smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His smile widened. \"Wanna party?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>******\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the eerie, silent street, a tall man strode alone, his steps echoing faintly against the cobblestones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face covered with a black mask, his long silver hair cascaded down his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His deep green eyes, sharp and alert, swept over his surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, he looked at the building that stood at the end of the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He once again looked around, making sure no one was following him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a deep sigh, he opened the door, walking inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing that caught his eyes were the men sitting around the inn-like place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every table was filled to the brim with people talking, laughing heartily among themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them noticed his presence. \"Oh, our dear scout Awan is here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone's gaze shifted towards him, waiting for him to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Awan sighed, removing his mask, showing his battle-marked face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where is Executive Mavis?\" he asked, sweeping his gaze around the place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am here, Awan,\" a voice echoed from behind him, making him turn around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man in his late forties sat lazily on the chair with his leg placed on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had deep brown hair with shaved sides while his eyes were a shade of light green.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had slightly long ears marking him as a half-elf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How is the situation outside?\" he asked, sitting back straight, his voice deep, filled with authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's still the same,\" Awan replied as he walked towards him. \"Even though the heads of the Forsaken families are here, nothing has changed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thought so,\" Mavis mumbled, picking up the glass of beer on the table. \"They aren't here to protect those bratty kids.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still, it was hard moving around knowing a demigod that can kill me without me knowing,\" he said, sinking into the chair opposite Mavis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are worrying too much,\" Mavis replied, leaning back on the chair. \"It doesn't matter much.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir,\" Awan began with a nervous look on his face. \"Are you sure we can kidnap Princess Pasithea?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's not like we have a choice,\" he scoffed, looking at him. \"If we return empty-handed, the leader will kill us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And if we get caught, Lady Mariam will kill us,\" Awan chuckled dryly. \"We are going to die either way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marvis let out a laugh as if finding his words amusing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I also want to report something,\" Awan said, looking at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am listening.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One of the students... I think she noticed my presence,\" Awan said, his voice unsure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's impossible,\" Marvis said dismissively. \"No one can notice your presence unless they are eternal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah... I must be overthinking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anyway, did you see him?\" Marvis leaned forward with an interesting look on his face. \"The new heir of the Segyal Highbloods?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn't,\" Awan shook his head. \"He wasn't present at the time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see,\" Marvis replied, clearly disappointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you so interested in him?\" Awan asked, narrowing his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmmm, Lady Ishtar warned every executive not to touch him,\" he replied, with a smile. \"That applies to everyone, including me—one of Baal's executives.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Awan nodded blankly, lost at the mention of Ishtar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anyway, can we pull this off?\" he asked, staring at Marvis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We will,\" Marvis replied, nodding. \"We have inner information.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Awan frowned. \"From whom?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"E.C.T.O.,\" he replied, standing up. \"We will get a time when the students will be vulnerable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked back at his hundred men sitting around and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We are more than enough to take care of a few students.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1684,"2026-06-05T21:29:08.031Z",1,"novelbin.me","d35080222b10907108ac50eecf25afb5011318060c9aae30bc8b1624f3a4ed5b","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-308","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-306",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]