[{"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-328":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},1366077,1806,"Chapter 328  Order","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-328",328,"\u003Cp>I stood on the edge of the training ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My hand gripped the sword, playing around with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Where did that guy go?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My gaze swept across the field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Students from both the second and third years moved around aimlessly, chatting and sparring among themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Our teacher—Wilhelm for some reason was absent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'What happened to him?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was fine this morning. Did something happen to Izara?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…I hope not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have a free class?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice pulled me from my thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned to see a girl approaching, twirling her staff between her fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her black hair, streaked with pink undertones, was tied up loosely, and her amber eyes locked onto me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shrugged. \"Seems like it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She poked me with her staff. \"Keep your distance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're the one who walked up to me.\" I slapped the staff away, and she pouted like a child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Say…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't know why Corvina likes me.\" I cut in before she could finish. \"Stop asking the same damn question every day.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith huffed, crossing her arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shifting my gaze, I looked at the boy with purple hair and eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was talking with a girl who had the same features as Arianell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned back to Zenith. \"Why aren't you with him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith looked at me then at Killian and Cecily, and she sighed. \"Why would I third-wheel their sweet moments?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Doesn't it bother you?\" I tilted my head. \"Seeing them together?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm not that pathetic.\" She scoffed, idly spinning her sword. \"I don't care.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…I see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I do hate you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I ignored her jab and glanced around again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elijah and Heather were talking with Avril.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned my gaze away until I found him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....Aimar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting alone with his hand placed under his chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's up with him?\" I muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith followed my gaze. \"Yeah… even for Aimar, this is weird. He's been way too quiet lately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nodded. It had been a while since we'd had a proper conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I should corner him sometime,\" I decided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Probably.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did his awakening mess with his head?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Maybe smacking him a few times would do the job?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I considered it thoughtfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was still considering it when someone strode into the training grounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mood soured instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tall man with jet-black hair cascading down his back and piercing crimson eyes walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word, he walked in front of the students who had arranged themselves properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Due to unforeseen circumstances, Professor Wilhelm has taken a leave of absence,\" Harper announced, his voice firm, echoing through the field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students buzzed, murmurs filling the place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mind coiled with confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did something really happen to Izara?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I should check on him.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since he isn't present,\" Harper continued, his sharp gaze sweeping over the class before settling on me, \"I'll be taking his place today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I met his stare without flinching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since I'm not particularly skilled with swords,\" Harper said, \"I'll teach you what I excel at.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lifting his hand, he made a precise cut on the tip of his finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood welled up—but instead of dripping, it hardened, shaping itself into a dagger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He twirled it effortlessly before throwing it to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mist seeped out, and the area around the dagger began to decay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Weapon manipulation and—\" Harper's lips curled slightly. \"—Poison manipulation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students murmured, intrigued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Satisfied with their reaction, he began pacing. \"Now, does anyone here know how vampires came into existence?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harper shook his head. \"Of course not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned back to us, eyes glinting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The First Head of the Valentine Highbloods was once a lesser being—until he sought to become something greater,\" Harper said, distaste curling his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He's also a racist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With the help of his wife, he performed a ritual,\" Harper continued, \"one that allowed him to ascend beyond his previous filthy race.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A student frowned. \"His wife helped?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harper nodded. \"Yes. She provided the life energy with the help of the same ritual that he desperately needed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another student raised their hand. \"What kind of ritual was it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harper smiled slightly. \"That's a secret.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze flickered toward me again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I kept my gaze on him but my mind had already started to wander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn't really care about Harper as Mariam had already warned him not to bother me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a while, he should be quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, I thought about—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A way to give life energy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Is there really a ritual like that?' I wondered thoughtfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there was a ritual like that, then it could be helpful to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how could I find out about it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should I ask Yenna?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey.\" My gaze snapped towards Zenith. \"Is he stupid?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I frowned. \"Who?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This teacher.\" She whispered, her voice low. \"Isn't this a class for exchange between students? Why is he teaching them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had a point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you say anything, Miss Zenith?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But much to her dismay, Harper had better hearing than she thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Y-yes.\" She stammered, looking at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harper's eyes narrowed. For a second, it seemed like he was about to scold her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, without warning, he looked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith let out a breath of relief—then turned to glare at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hell did I do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You may now exchange techniques amongst yourselves,\" Harper announced, walking away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come to me if you have any questions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Well, at least we still have a free class,\" Zenith muttered, squinting at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah,\" I mumbled, turning to leave—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to find someone standing in my path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Himmel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Avril whispered softly, her eyes a little moist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I ignored her as I walked past her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At least listen to me—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We don't know each other.\" I interrupted her words. \"Don't try to talk to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had a face that looked like I had wronged her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring her, I started to walk towards Elijah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was moving to the side as Heather was busy with Amaury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elijah stood off to the side, away from the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yo,\" he greeted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's up?\" I replied, stopping beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tilted his head toward Avril. \"She wanted to talk to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I glanced over my shoulder. Zenith was whispering to Avril, trying to console her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shrugged. \"Not my problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elijah exhaled sharply. \"Her mother and grandmother… want to talk to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see.\" I nodded, nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We walked in silence for a moment before Elijah hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, lowering his voice, he asked, \"Hey… do you know who Lilith is?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I frowned. \"Who?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aimar was asking about her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My frown deepened. \"Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elijah sighed. \"He wants to meet her. But he wouldn't say why.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I fell into deep thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lilith…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The name was familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>******\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's all there is to report, sir.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dexter Hadid bowed deeply, his long blackish-brown hair cascading over his face as he kept his posture composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eldest son of the Hadid family—One of the core branch family of Von Casita Highbloods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vald, seated in his chair, gave a slow nod. \"Is that everything?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\" Dexter's voice was taut with frustration. \"No matter how much we provoke him, he doesn't react.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vald acknowledged this with a curt nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a heavy sigh, he said, \"You're dismissed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dexter bowed once more before turning and exiting the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence stretched as Vald tapped his fingers against the armrest of his chair, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His train of thought broke as a deep voice echoed through the vast chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a single click, a holographic figure flickered to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At once, Vald stood and bowed deeply. \"Grandfather.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A proud smile spread across Edel's middle-aged face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the day Vald was born, Edel had shaped him carefully—molding him into the ideal successor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A boy who worked exactly as he desired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A perfect puppet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How have you been, Vald?\" Edel asked, his voice calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've been well,\" Vald replied respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edel's sharp gaze drifted over the lavish room, taking in the ornate furnishings. Yet, rather than admiration, his expression twisted into displeasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Buy new things,\" he instructed. \"Everything here looks old.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vald nodded. \"I'll keep that in mind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anyway,\" Edel continued, his tone firm, \"I'll be out of reach for a while.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vald's brows furrowed slightly. \"Did something happen?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\" Edel shook his head. \"Just a meeting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Vald caught the strain in his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He considered pressing for more details—but held back. Instead, he simply nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of tension crossed Edel's face before his expression hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Vald.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Grandfather?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vald immediately straightened, sensing the weight behind his grandfather's words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've never asked you for much,\" Edel said, his voice cool and deliberate. \"But it's time for you to prove yourself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vald's posture stiffened. \"What do you need me to do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slow, knowing smile curled Edel's lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had found a loophole in 'her' warning. And he intended to use it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His next words were quiet—yet absolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kill Aimar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1505,"2026-06-05T21:29:08.031Z",1,"novelbin.me","dfc33bd0c635c54905821ef9deebf32820a3067f17d8c7f82ce838412f3c963c","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-329","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-327",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]