[{"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-359":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},1365929,1806,"Chapter 359  [Wedding By Blood] [11] [Relic of Past]","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-359",359,"\u003Cp>[Princess Gwenyra's Palace]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[A few minutes ago]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pope Donus's soft steps were entirely silent against the stone stairs that led them through a narrow pathway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just behind him, Alexander—the soon-to-be leader of their strongest knights—followed with sharp eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark gray stone walls pressed in around them, making the already cramped stairway feel suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The knights trailing behind them moved with rigid precision, their senses razor-sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, they arrived at a door that looked anything but a door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no handle, no hinges—just dull, ancient runes carved into the stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pope Donus stood outside the door, a bad feeling crept under his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breath echoed within the place, reminding them of the eerie silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheer pressure radiating from behind the door unsettled him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, he turned to face his knights, his voice barely a whisper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can't sense that girl.\" His gaze darkened. \"She isn't here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexander frowned. \"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She's still in the city. Go find her,\" Donus ordered. \"Kill her if possible.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But what about your safety?\" Alexander was quick to protest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We can't just leave you—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think your pitiful strength is enough to protect me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pope Donus shot back, with an annoyed look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If any of them decide to attack, you'd be dead before you even realize it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexander bit his lip as he also acknowledged the fact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he was sure nothing would happen with Gwenyra present, he too had a bad feeling about this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't worry. Even though weak, I still am a demigod.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pope Donus assured as he took a step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now go away.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexander bowed then turned on his heels marching out along with the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Donus took another step, the runes flared briefly—and the door swung open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a breath, steeling himself before walking in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing he noticed was her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tallest woman he had ever seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything and everyone around her looked insignificant—like ants beneath a titan's gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes—two voids of absolute emptiness—shifted toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was nearly thirty meters tall, her well-proportioned body sculpted with an almost unnatural perfection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long, silvery-gray hair spilled across the floor, shifting slightly as she straightened on her elevated platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like everyone is here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice boomed within the palace but it still was barely audible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At her words, Donus took in his surroundings, his eyes narrowing as he studied the impossible vastness of the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was clearly divided into three sections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the left sat the demigods of Akasha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edel of the high humans—his face aged yet striking—sat on a grand bench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edwin the vampire sat beside him, lost in his own thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opposite them, on the far right, sat Mortis—the leader of the Asurans. His presence alone was suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very center, two figures occupied their own seats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Valcina, the vessel of Primordial goddess Isis, sat with a gentle smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray, the vessel of Primordial goddess Anant, on the bench beside her, holding a glass of wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the far right, separate from the rest, sat a lone man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One leg propped up on the bench before him, his posture radiated pure arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once hailed as the miracle child, the Avatar of the Three Gods—yet he had chosen none.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all faced Gwenyra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A suffocating tension lay between them, thick and heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pope Donus could feel it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He strode forward, taking a seat on an empty bench, his eyes locking onto Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hated that man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If given the chance, he would have killed him here and now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, all he could do was glare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-----\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra's void-like gaze drifted lazily across the room, amusement flickered within her expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How long had it been since so many demigods, from opposing sides no less, gathered in one place?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes quickly caught a gap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone was missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where is Taishareth's vessel?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra asked looking at the platinum-haired woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray gracefully took a sip of her wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enjoying herself,\" she said smoothly, not even sparing Gwenyra a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll convey your words to her. Please, don't mind her absence.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra's eyes narrowed slightly, but after a moment, she gave a small nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Before we begin,\" a voice echoed through the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pope Donus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze was locked onto Esmeray, his expression one of barely veiled disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Remind me—what is this mere woman, who only recently reached Eternal rank, doing in our presence?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra noticed the look that Edel and Edwin gave as if asking the same question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She just smiled at their naivety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wondered how they would react if they knew the truth—that Esmeray was at least as strong as they were, if not stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She is here because she is a vessel,\" Gwenyra answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even in your case, it is supposed to be Elohim's Avatar seated here. And yet, you show up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pope Donus's lips pressed into a thin line, though his silence made it clear he wasn't satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, one doubt of his was finally cleared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he knew why the other two Popes hadn't been invited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't see anyone from the Kandam Continent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortis asked, folding his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What about them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They....refused my call,\" she admitted, though a slight strain laced her voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Those beings like to isolate themselves, rotting away like mice in their own filth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence stretched between them, but none denied her words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Kandam Continent had never played a major role in Lumina's history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their sheer size and resources meant they had never needed to expand—or involve themselves in anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They won't be able to remain in seclusion forever,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra announced with a bright smile on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now,\" she continued, shifting slightly, \"before we move forward, let's make one thing clear.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes swept over them, her voice echoing with unmistakable authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I knew most of you were here to ask for something.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned forward, a glint of amusement in her void-like eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I also wanted something in return.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So speak.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me what you desire.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze first landed on the vessels—especially on Valcina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew what she wanted but still she waited for her response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Valcina rose to her feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though she was nearly eight feet tall, she still looked small in comparison to Gwenyra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her yellow eyes looked up at Gwenyra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need a new body,\" she said. \"A healthy one that doesn't decay like this one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra smiled gently. \"You have the perfect body yet you lose him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray looked at her, she knew who she was referring to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azariah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Valcina just nodded, sitting down as she had already thought of both.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The time when he was kidnapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He is cursed,\" Valcina spat, though even she knew Gwenyra was right. \"I can't take over—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You lose your chance,\" Gwenyra cut in, her voice calm, yet absolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's impossible to claim him now. And you know it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Valcina bit her lower lip, possessing a child's body was far easier than an adult's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if she tried she wasn't sure it would succeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Valcina was clearly aware how mentally strong that child was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He survived the massacre of Phoenix without losing his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Any advice you want to give?\" Valcina asked even though she wasn't expecting much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had lived long enough and yet she still wasn't fully aware of vessels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go through your fifth awakening.\" Gwenyra advised looking at her. \"Or wait for a new child to be born with incredible potential.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Valcina just nodded, sitting down as she had already thought of both.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra then looked at Esmeray who still drank her wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Esmeray?\" She asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have nothing to ask from you.\" Esmeray replied gracefully. \"Please continue.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra's lips curled into a slight smile. She found herself liking Esmeray more and more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her attention shifted toward the rulers of Akasha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edel had already requested a private audience with her, so she spared him no further thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, her gaze settled on Edwin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the most ambitious men in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noticing her scrutiny, Edwin stood, taking in a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He straightened, glancing briefly at Ragnar, who, curiously enough, remained quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have only one request,\" Edwin said, his voice firm. \"The destruction of the elves.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortis's jaw clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra leaned back, crossing one long leg over the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her chin rested on her palm as she studied him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And what exactly do you expect from me?\" she asked, tilting her head slightly. \"Surely, you don't expect me to kill them for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edwin shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, I only need you to command the Demiurges.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze burned with conviction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wage war against the elves.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Edwin!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortis abruptly stood, his voice sharp with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you thinking!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edwin didn't so much as flinch. Instead, he turned to Mortis, his expression unwavering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stay out of this, old friend.\" His tone was calm, but there was a clear warning in his words. \"I don't need your interference in my affairs again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortis's glare intensified. \"Have you lost your mind?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Baal and Molech attacked the world tree a few years ago and elves lost most of their fighting powers,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vampires were ready to attack the elves on that very day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Mortis who protected the elves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Edwin had never forgiven him for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you not going to say anything, high elf?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pope Donus's voice echoed, addressing Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He plans to destroy your entire race.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar first glanced at Pope Donus who refused to meet his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at Edwin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do it. Kill every elf living in Lumina.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said as if ordering him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just make sure to leave the Gelard Highbloods alive. I promise to kill them myself, and I intend to keep that promise.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortis let out a short, derisive laugh. \"You can try.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But the moment you set foot in Akasha, it will be your last.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar smiled back, unbothered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why wait?\" he asked, rising to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His presence shifted—something far too dangerous lurking beneath the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's settle it now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally Gwenyra said easing the tension. She turned back to Edwin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So… it wasn't you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edwin frowned. \"What are you talking about?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment of silence stretched between them before Gwenyra finally spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Demiurges were already preparing for war as we spoke,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She said, her voice carrying an unmistakable weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They claim the elves murdered their beloved princess.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A stunned silence settled over the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reactions varied—some subtle, some not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Esmeray—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had the same stoic look on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then I ask you to stop them,\" Mortis said, turning toward Gwenyra, his voice laced with urgency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We can't afford a war right now—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm not going to interfere with the war.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She said, shifting on her platform she sat straight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I will make sure they both have an equal chance to win.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edwin sat down quietly while he had already made up his mind to meet her in private.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mortis exhaled heavily before sinking back into his seat as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You won't be asking anything, will you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra asked, smiling at Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar shrugged while he sat down. \"You can't give me what I want.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Gwenyra shifted her focus to Pope Donus, he took that as his cue to stand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She ignored him entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flicker of confusion crossed his face as he awkwardly sat back down, unable to comprehend her actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now, it was my turn to make a request.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra said, looking at everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Before that,\" she added smoothly, \"let me tell you something—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze swept across the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The heavens are about to fall.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A confused look flicked across many faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you mean?\" Edel asked, looking at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It means that things are going to change as we know them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned forward slightly, resting her elbows on her knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The shell that had protected us was going to break, leaving us all vulnerable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her words left most of them puzzled, and she didn't blame them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were just blissfully unaware of the danger that was going to strike them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the people of Kandam, the histories of other continents had been altered—erased—too many times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Think of it as the second coming of the gods.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice echoed in the heavy silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But this time we don't have 'him' to save us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most remained lost, unable to piece together who she meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except for one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tensed up slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew she was talking about him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qaisel Ingrid Ayaan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one Ragnar considered his perfected self.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My proposal is simple.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra continued as she leaned back slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We work together in order to avoid it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laughter suddenly rang through the chamber, deep and mocking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pope Donus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a hearty chuckle, his eyes gleaming with disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You expect the Church to align with these imbecile vessels?\" he sneered, his voice dripping with disgust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Careful, Donus.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray said, as she swirled the wine in her glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Elohim won't descend to save you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anger immediately took over him as he stood up. \"What do you say, witch!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Gwenyra could stop them, the door to the hall opened once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone's gaze turned towards the door as a man walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray's eyes glinted as she took notice of him as if she was waiting for him to arrive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man stood tall with long black hair that adorned his handsome face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His diamond-like eyes, cold and piercing, landed on Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The redhead recognized him in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin Ingrid Ayaan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qaisel's last living relative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar let out a laugh as he stood up. \"You shouldn't have come here. I won't lose you twice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin smiled faintly. \"We'll see about that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're late, Vamin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra said, looking at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The meeting starts a long while ago.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin stopped right in front of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His diamond-like eyes stared at the giant woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am not here to join the meeting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said firmly, clenching his fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am here to trade.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra's interest piqued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She caught a glimpse of Esmeray subtly moving back to the edge of the hall but chose not to question it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, she asked, \"Let's hear it, then.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin's expression darkened as he raised a hand—pointing straight at Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want his life.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just like that, Gwenyra's intrigue plummeted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ragnar's lips curled into a smirk as he tilted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And in return?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin reached into his bracelet and pulled out a small object.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An orb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, a thick wave of life energy flooded the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will give you this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra blurted out a single word. \"Resurrection orb.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin grinned. \"Yes. The very same orb my ancestor crafts.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pride was evident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even with its limitations, it can still bring back the dead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp gulp echoed within the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew who it came from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone desired it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few gazes flickered toward Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And what if I simply take it from you?\" Ragnar asked, voice cold and calculating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can't.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't Vamin who answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Gwenyra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes gleamed with certainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The orb was sealed. Only he can unlock it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vamin raised the orb higher, letting it hover just above his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoever kills Ragnar—\" his grin widened— \"gets the orb—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could finish—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden, stomach-churning sensation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was wrong. His heart clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze snapped upward-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The orb-.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm, I like it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice echoed within the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone turned towards him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man stood leisurely near the edge of the room, dressed in an elegant vintage three-piece suit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sam smiled looking at Vamin. \"Thanks for the gift, child.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before anyone could react.-.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gwenyra moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faster than any of them could process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The very air shuddered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall-.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single aftershock reduced the place to ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gut-wrenching rage-filled roar tore from Gwenyra's lips. \"SAMYAZA!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",2661,"2026-06-05T21:29:08.031Z",1,"novelbin.me","abc7bb326ff5ea192f70a4d9c5edf278ee975edd8a51d45d690de66bca622ca8","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-178","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-177",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]