[{"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-329":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},1366078,1806,"Chapter 329  Obsession","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-329",329,"\u003Cp>[Unknown Lands.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Kandam Continent.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous explosion shattered the silence of an enormous black palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A relic that had stood untouched for thousands of years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure was hurled through the air, crashing through a massive wall at an unimaginable speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tumbled and rolled across the floor before coming to a stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Argh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A burning sensation rushed through his body as his groggy eyes took in the throne room he was in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using the throne as his support, the man tried to get up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His diamond-like eyes shifted toward the gaping hole in the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A person walked towards him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahaha.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A weak chuckle escaped the man's lips as he slumped back onto the throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The solitude became clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long red hair flowed behind the man, and eyes of pure gold adorned with spirals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Red, ominous markings stretched across his forehead, tracing up to his elongated ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Suppressing my rank from a Demigod to an Eternal?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned lazily against the throne, his voice a mixture of amusement and exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your cowardice knows no bounds, Ragnar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar's cold gaze remained fixed on him as he walked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Giving your opponent an equal footing to fight is what stupid people do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar's voice echoed within the room as he stood just below the throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I used to be one, but not anymore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haha.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man let out a small chuckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His diamond-like eyes looked past Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....He could hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cries of his people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Begging for him to save them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fists clenched until his nails dug into his palms, drawing blood, and his glare shifted to Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you doing this?\" he asked, his anger and frustration clear in his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Ragnar didn't respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply studied the man—the last surviving relative of the exiled prince—Qaisel Ingrid Ayaan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew Vamin was merely stalling for time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, Ragnar allowed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where is it, Vamin?\" Ragnar finally asked, stepping closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin leaned his head back, feeling the dried blood matting his black hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly asked, \"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Utopia Castle,\" Ragnar replied, standing just in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin looked up at Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it perhaps fear?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin wasn't sure if it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remained still as he replied, \"It's not something we can control. The castle floats in the sky, unknown to anyone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar silently stared down at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, without another word, he turned and began walking past the throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you looking for it?\" Vamin demanded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar halted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes flicked toward the massive murals adorning the palace walls—paintings rich with history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, amidst the grandeur, was a portrait of Qaisel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The showcase of his involvement in the history of Lumina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something that was supposed to be erased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A portrait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment frozen in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qaisel… standing against them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar's voice broke the silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me, Vamin…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin groaned as he pushed himself up, turning to face Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Was Qaisel mad because his lover died—Or did his lover die because he was mad?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin had no answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as the last of the Ayaan bloodline, even with all the knowledge passed down through his family…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't know who Qaisel truly was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he ignored the question and asked his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you getting at?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar turned toward him, his golden eyes gleaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Qaisel was an Avatar of all five Primordial Gods.\" He tilted his head. \"How?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin's frown deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar continued, \"You see, even though I am partially an Avatar of four Primordial Gods, I can't sense it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin frowned. \"Sense what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar took a step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin felt the suppression on his rank slowly diminishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar's lips parted. \"The Creator's Will.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin took a moment to wrap his head around his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A horrifying realization dawned on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body trembled as he gasped, stepping backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"N-no way…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar remained unfazed. \"Looks like the only way to feel it is by killing Anastasia's Avatar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin's mind raced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Primordial Gods and Evils were not the first beings to exist in this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before them, there was only one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The True Creator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The being who governed all things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who was everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'He' who died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I already know where to find half of his Will,\" Ragnar continued, staring at Vamin. \"I just want to find the other half.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"YOU HAVE GONE MAD, RAGNAR!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin shouted, disbelief twisting his face. \"You're going to destroy everything—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you know where Utopia Castle is?\" Ragnar interrupted, his tone indifferent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clicking sound echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His rank returned to Demigod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, his body moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faster than light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin stopped past Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small scratch on his hand while Ragnar remained unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin turned to deploy his Inner World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar's finger was pointed at the small scratch on his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Magnify.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The destiny changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The small scratch trembled before magnifying itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half of Vamin's body burst, turning into a cluster of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"ARGHHH!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin cried in pain as his body fell down helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar walked towards his broken body. \"You should have been cooperative.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin turned to look at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will have my revenge.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body turned into a shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vanishing from the place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A life-saving artifact, huh?\" Ragnar mumbled to himself. \"Wasn't expecting him to have one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without thinking much, Ragnar turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't concerned about Vamin's revenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For him, Vamin was just another Demigod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One he could kill anytime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar had already got what he needed from the place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door pushed open as he walked through the entrance of the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing his gaze landed on was the piles of bodies lying on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bodies that belonged to the fallen Ayaan family—erased after centuries in hiding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, boss!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A broad-shouldered man wearing thick black armor made Ragnar turn towards him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His bright blue hair, styled in spikes, rose along with two onyx horns on his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you complete your work?\" Khokan asked, walking up the stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar nodded. \"Yes. And you did yours as well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We did.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vikoka, a man with blue hair cascading down his shoulders, blood-red eyes, answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was easy, as always.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For real!\" The spiky-haired Asura shouted. \"These guys were pathetically weak.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They weren't weak but unable to break your immortality.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice echoed, making them turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man stood tall, black robes flowing around him, exuding an air of ominous authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was pale, framed by jet-black hair that fell back, accentuating his sharp features.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes, void-like black, stared at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teivel walked towards Ragnar. \"Where is Vamin?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ran away.\" Ragnar replied, gazing down at the dead bodies. \"He left his family to die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not like he could save them.\" Khokan commented, shrugging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What now?\" Teivel asked, gazing at Ragnar. \"And I have already made arrangements to overtake this place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar gave him a curt nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind wandering back to something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without any other words, he started to walk down the stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khokan and Vikoka walked behind him, a tense look on their faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their abnormal behavior was as clear as day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Speak whatever you want,\" Ragnar said without even looking at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vikoka stepped forward. \"We brothers have some unfinished business.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar halted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned around. \"Is this related to the rumors about the new Asura empire?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vikoka nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have my permission,\" Ragnar said, while Teivel reached him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have an invitation,\" Teivel informed, staring at Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar tilted his head. \"For the wedding?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" Teivel replied, shaking his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Princess Gwenyra has invited us to her church along with other demigods.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thoughtful look crept up on Ragnar's face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nodding, he ordered, \"Tell me the details later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teivel could feel that he was in a hurry, so he nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bowed deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will make the arrangements.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A teleportation circle glowed softly beneath Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his eyes reopened—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something small crashed into him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A child's laughter filled his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where have you been, Father?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*******\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehehe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chilling laugh rippled through the lavish yet eerie room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shattered obsidian pillars stretched toward the vaulted ceiling like skeletal fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the center, sprawled like a discarded marionette, lay the Demiurge princess—her once-vibrant blue skin now lifeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pool of crimson stained the pristine floor beneath her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A girl sat lazily beside the corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silver hair cascaded onto the bloodied ground, its ends soaking in the princess's blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her dull crimson eyes fixated on the lifeless body before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers, slick with gore, twisted around the princess's exposed intestines, looping them around her wrists like bracelets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little star, little light,\" she sang in a syrupy, unhinged voice. \"How you glow in the dead of night. But stars burn, don't they?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A giggle escaped her lips as she tilted her head, gazing into the glassy, vacant eyes of the fallen princess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you, my dear, burned so brightly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A boot crunched on debris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shyamal's grin widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't need to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We need to move.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without even looking back, Shyamal recognized the voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can't I play a little?\" she whispered, turning to look at Adaliah. \"You even made me kill her early.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We don't have time for this,\" Adaliah replied, her voice cold. \"And there wasn't any need to torture—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She was trying to marry my husband.\" Shyamal cut her off, rising to her feet. \"She deserved worse than an easy death.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She had no choice in the matter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adaliah sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think I care?\" Shyamal asked calmly, gazing at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adaliah didn't reply; instead, she drew in a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray had given her the job to supervise Shyamal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Adaliah didn't want to disappoint her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shouting on the outside made her snap back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adaliah had already done her part, leaving false traces of an elven presence behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We need to leave. Now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She cast one last look at the desecrated corpse before turning away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shyamal clicked her tongue but didn't argue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A teleportation circle flared beneath their feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a blink, the world shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They reappeared in an elegant office room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is your task complete?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lifeless, cold voice echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Shyamal summoned her scythe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black bridal gown materialized over her body, flowing like liquid shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SWISH!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scythe moved at a threatening speed towards the lady sitting on the main chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray barely looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised a single hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a soft clink, the tip of the scythe met the edge of her pen—and stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flick of her wrist, and the attack was neutralized as if it were nothing more than an inconvenience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shyamal clicked her tongue in irritation, dismissing her weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a step back as Esmeray leaned against her chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No matter how much you try,\" Esmeray said, her cool gray eyes meeting hers, \"you can never kill me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For how long?\" Shyamal asked as she sank into a chair across from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't you think a day will come when I finally cut you down, mother-in-law?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray regarded her for a long moment before replying. \"You will die before that day arrives.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I won't die and leave Az alone,\" she replied, staring back into Esmeray's lifeless gray eyes. \"Especially not with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray leaned forward as she picked up her pen again. \"Good job on ranking up to an Overlord.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shyamal ignored her comment. \"Any news about Azariah?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's enjoying himself with his new fiancée,\" Esmeray said, not bothering to look up. \"He might have already forgotten about—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've told you countless times, Mother-in-law,\" Shyamal cut in, her voice sharp. \"I won't let you interfere in my relationship with him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray finally looked at her. \"You've changed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shyamal merely shrugged—a gesture she had subconsciously picked up from Azariah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adaliah stepped forward, placing a file on the desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Azariah's report,\" she informed, taking a step back. \"What he did yesterday.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray picked up the file, flipping through the pages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had spared no expense ensuring Azariah remained under her constant surveillance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sometimes I wonder,\" Shyamal said, leaning back in the chair. \"Am I more obsessed with Az or you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray didn't look up. \"He's grown quite close to Yennefer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not surprising,\" Adaliah replied, her voice remaining neutral. \"She also nursed him like a mother when he was younger.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shyamal reached for the file, but Esmeray swiftly pulled it out of reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The new empire of the Asura, huh?\" Esmeray whispered softly. \"They are inviting every highblood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shyamal's eyes brightened. \"Will Az be there? Is my next mission—?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray's firm interruption made Shyamal pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead of answering further, Esmeray slid an ornate invitation across the desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maidens of Artemis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You will accompany me as my apprentice to Princess Gwenyra's meeting of Demigods.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",2143,"2026-06-05T21:29:08.031Z",1,"novelbin.me","a9cfcca51979e899062d273aeeb581ed4f9ea80fe2a3b4f17dd693d8f5949654","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-330","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-328",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]