[{"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-309":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},1366058,1806,"Chapter 309  Heart Of Yggrisial [5] [Demand]","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-309",309,"\u003Cp>\"Argh. Hah.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stretching my body, I let out a tired sigh as I felt my body relax, sinking deeper into the sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting straight back, I looked around the messed-up room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elijah and Aimar were sleeping peacefully, hugging each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carson was sprawled upside down at the edge of the bed, while Amaury was coiled up on the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Right, he fell asleep while crying.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed, standing up from my seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Poor dude has it rough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I should stop bullying him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On second thought, maybe not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quietly, I walked towards Aimar and Elijah, deep in their sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Touching both their shirts, I whispered softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Muspelh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small fire turned their shirts into ashes, leaving them half-naked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grinned, taking out my phone and snapping pictures from different angles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe it was cold—they stuck even closer, giving me even better poses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After taking enough, I let out a satisfied smile before covering them with a blanket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Playing with my phone, I made my way out of the room while I thought of different ways to use it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should I show it to Heather?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or maybe save it for when she proposes to Elijah?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I am a saint.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I scoffed, opening the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking down the dimly lit corridor, I slid my phone into my pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soft creak of a door opening made me pause mid-step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A girl stepped out, her arms hooked under the shoulders of two others who leaned heavily against her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tilted my head, looking at Siersha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tilted her head back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey! Don't even think about walking away,\" she called out, her voice sharp but hushed. \"Help me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed, walking towards her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What were you guys doing?\" I asked, glancing at Zenith grumbling something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They both drank too much,\" Siersha said as she carefully passed Zenith to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I scooped Zenith into my arms like a princess while Siersha adjusted Pasithea, who was completely out cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Oh, she is lighter and softer than I imagined.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I thought while Zenith clung to my shirt loosely, her face flushed red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go,\" Siersha whispered softly, taking the lead down the hallway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where are the others?\" I asked, adjusting Zenith's weight in my arms as we walked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heather's asleep in her room with Elise,\" she said, glancing back at me briefly before continuing forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see.\" I nodded, trailing after her as she stopped in front of a door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She swiped a key card and pushed it open, walking inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once inside, she gently laid Pasithea on the bed, carefully adjusting her posture and tucking the blanket around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't you vampires hate elves?\" I asked as soon as she walked out of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am not like them,\" she replied, closing the door. \"I don't care about race.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh. Guess we will never get along,\" I mumbled, trying to ignore the faint sound of Zenith's grumbling in my arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha glared at me with her crimson eyes before increasing her steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As we walked, my gaze wandered, catching on the way Siersha's night dress hugged her frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'She has a good figure,' I thought absently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I have seen my fair share of women, and I could confidently say she has a better figure than most of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For someone so cold and sharp, she certainly has alluring—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can you stop ogling me like that?\" she snapped, her crimson eyes glaring over her shoulder at me. \"You're not even trying to hide it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I averted my gaze. \"My bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sighed, pulling out the card again. She opened it and stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I followed her into the room and walked over to the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gently, I lowered Zenith onto the mattress while Siersha stepped in to help adjust her position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I took a step back as I rolled up my sleeve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha quickly took notice of it and asked, \"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do your job,\" I replied, placing my hand toward her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn't I do—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It wasn't enough,\" I interrupted. \"We are alone—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We are not,\" she replied, pointing at Zenith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then come to my room,\" I said, lowering my hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you stupid, or do you pretend to act like one?\" she replied, folding her hands, her voice cold as ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My gaze subconsciously noticed the small mole peeking from her cleavage, but I quickly got a hold of myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you doing it or not?\" I asked calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" she replied coolly, walking past me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grabbed her arm and pushed her gently but firmly against the wall, blocking her path with my other hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smelled nice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her calm demeanor didn't waver as she stared up at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" she asked, her voice dangerously calm. \"Are you going to force me now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring the taunt, I placed my hand on her cheek. \"Do it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared into my eyes for a while before sighing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her canines elongated as she finally bit into my forearm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hissed in pain as she forcefully dug deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My free hand, almost instinctively, coiled gently around her slender waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes widened, and I froze for a completely different reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you... wearing something around your waist?\" I asked, retracting my hand quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't reply, instead silently transferring her life energy into me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a few blissful moments, the familiar utopia swept over me, only to dissipate as she abruptly pushed me away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Happy?\" she asked, sarcasm dripping in her tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you wearing?\" I asked, glancing at her waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sighed, her tone flat. \"It's a belly chain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My expression brightened up immediately. \"Can I see it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glared at me before storming out of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Maybe I shouldn't have asked that.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I rubbed my cheek as I glanced back at Zenith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tilted my head in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it just me, or had her eyes been open a moment ago?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you feeling alright?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My blank gaze shifted toward Diana, her voice as calm and composed as ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's tight,\" I muttered, tugging at my collar with irritation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's how the dress is,\" she replied matter-of-factly, slapping my hand away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a step back, giving me space as I glanced at the full-length mirror in front of me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was dressed in a long-sleeved white shirt, layered with an ornate green-and-gold coat that practically screamed royalty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On my head sat the crown Mariam had given me, its weight far more noticeable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completing the ensemble was a long skirt-like garment—a traditional piece that felt entirely out of place on me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I look ridiculous,\" I groaned, resisting the urge to tear it all off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You look good, young lord,\" Diana corrected with a slight nod, her tone carrying a note of approval. \"Now, let's go. We're already late.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Letting out a tired sigh, I turned away from the mirror and followed her lead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door creaked open, and the grandeur of the royal castle of the elves unfolded before me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The towering arches, intricate carvings were breathtaking, but all I could think about was how uncomfortable I felt in this outfit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Diana swiftly led me outside the castle to the adjacent building where the meeting was set to take place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go straight from here,\" she instructed, stopping in front of the entrance. \"Lady Mariam should already be inside.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gave her a small nod before stepping into the building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing I noticed was the heavy suppression of mana in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an oppressive sensation, the kind that would cut my strength down to a fraction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is interesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I fight here, I couldn't even use one-third of my power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My pace slowed as I caught sight of two familiar figures walking in front of me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stopped mid-stride, turning to face me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hier Himmel,\" Nymeria said with her usual fake smile. \"How have you been?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I couldn't be any better,\" I replied, keeping my voice neutral as I continued walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My eyes shifted briefly to Kelvhan, whose meadow-green eyes bore into me with undisguised hostility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That crown doesn't suit you,\" Kelvhan remarked, his gaze resting on the crown atop my head. \"It doesn't even belong to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The meeting is about to start,\" I said, looking at Nymeria, ignoring Kelvhan's presence. \"You don't want to disappoint your mother now, do you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nymeria slowly walked closer to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her golden eyes filled with spirals stared down into me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\".....You give off a familiar feeling,\" she whispered, her voice barely audible. \"A feeling that makes me want to kill you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Everyone gives you that feeling—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, you give a different feeling,\" she interrupted, looking at me. \"Like I will gain a lot from killing you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Hm?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I said nothing more, brushing past her. She didn't stop me or utter another word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hate that bitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her resemblance to Ragnar really pisses me off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed, collecting myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, I reached the towering double doors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards flanking either side of the entrance stepped forward, pushing them open for me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I walked in, I was immediately greeted by an overwhelming, suffocating pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten or so elves sat in thrones arranged in a semicircle, their sharp gaze boring into me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Ah, the elders. They look old as fuck.' I mused, keeping my expression neutral as I moved further inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the far end of the room, Mariam sat at the left end from the king.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her seat was on equal height with his, a clear display of her status among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I walked towards her, taking my seat beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My gaze swept the hall, finally landing on Nerissa seated at the far right end of the semicircle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression was one of boredom, as if she were merely tolerating the entire affair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside her stood Lorvil and Fredrick, the ever-dutiful old butler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both kept their postures rigid, expressions neutral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nymeria and Kelvhan entered shortly after, with Nymeria taking the seat next to Nerissa while Kelvhan stood by his father's side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You look great,\" Mariam whispered softly, leaning slightly toward me with a small, approving smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I do not,\" I replied curtly, averting my gaze from hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Try to maintain your calm during the meeting,\" she said, gazing at the people around us. \"Don't give in to their provocation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will keep that in mind,\" I muttered while glancing at the queen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was sitting with her son and husband, Pasithea was missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'With her condition yesterday, it makes sense.' I rubbed my chin as I noticed something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How will the event unfold now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Will the Dark Trinity still try to kidnap her, or will they give up on it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with Mariam here, it doesn't seem possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I should keep my eyes on them.' I thought as the gate of the hall opened up once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy doors of the hall opened again, drawing everyone's attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silence swept through the chamber as all rose to their feet, their expressions ranging from shock to disgust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps no one was expecting them, so it took time for them to register.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is that thing doing here!?\" one of the elders snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was tall and powerfully built, with striking blue skin that glowed faintly under the hall's light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two onyx-black horns curved upward from his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like everyone's here!\" the man declared, a hearty laugh escaping him despite the heavy atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, where are my manners? My name is Reis Sar Demiurge, younger brother to the king of the Demiurge—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words were abruptly cut off as a suffocating wave of mana surged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nearly dropped to his knees under the sheer pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Give me one reason to not kill you right here and now,\" Nerissa's cold voice echoed within the place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Would I suffice?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A calm, authoritative voice interrupted her, drawing every gaze to the hall's entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another figure entered, flanked by fifteen disciplined soldiers who moved with an almost mechanical precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was tall, abnormally so, his smooth black hair perfectly styled, and his horns curved gracefully, resembling a regal crown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His commanding presence instantly overshadowed Reis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nerissa retracted her mana, letting Reis go free, her gaze solely on the man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take a seat, Reis,\" the man said with a warm smile, clapping the blue-skinned man on the back. \"No one here will touch you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reis offered a lazy grin and sank into an empty chair, ignoring the glares from the elven elders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pardon him,\" the man said with a silly smile on his face. \"He can be rude sometimes—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The messenger of the Solace Kingdom, I assume,\" Nerissa cut into his words, her gaze crucifying him. \"Why bring a member of a lesser race here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Careful now, Lady Nerissa,\" he smiled softly, \"your words might affect the whole elven race—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Introduce yourself,\" Narcos cut in, trying to act like a king for once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course,\" the man said with a respectful nod. \"My name is Hayes, a messenger of the Solace Kingdom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"State all the demands your kingdom has before we proceed,\" Mariam said flatly, her voice devoid of its usual warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hayes's smile widened ever so slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Solace Kingdom demands that the World Tree be handed over to the protection of the Demiurge.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",2214,"2026-06-05T21:29:08.031Z",1,"novelbin.me","977f11b4604a510bfd2a90f04e471bf5b1d04a4fc3e0f227169136b160db82c2","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-310","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-308",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]