[{"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-420":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},1366169,1806,"Chapter 420: Reason for War [4]","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-420",420,"\u003Cp>[The Next Day.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yennefer’s House.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun shone on the beautiful and comfortable house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flowers that lined up in the yard bloomed, yet the inside of the house remained glumly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer blankly stared at her hands, quietly cleaning up the dishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her ember eyes remained unfocused as she remembered everything from yesterday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The talk with Himmel and... the argument with her daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It pained her to even think about what she did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer would kill a thousand more if it meant keeping her daughter safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden sound of the door opening made her turn around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blinked as she found her daughter walking out of her room, fully dressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where are you going?\" Yennefer asked, washing her hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Somewhere.\" Zenith replied, her voice stoic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer dried her hands slowly with the cloth near the sink, eyes still fixed on Zenith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zenith?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t want to talk,\" Zenith replied, moving toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re still angry,\" Yennefer said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith stopped. Her hand rested on the doorknob, fingers tightening slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not angry,\" she said flatly. \"I just don’t want to see you right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer’s throat tightened, but she kept her composure. \"Alright, but have your breakfast.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t have the appetite—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are not going anywhere without your breakfast.\" Yennefer said, her voice firm. \"Come back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith’s hand trembled on the doorknob, but she didn’t open the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zenith—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you want?\" Zenith interrupted, turning back around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer looked into her eyes. \"Are you angry?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are angry, aren’t you?\" she asked, walking towards her. \"It’s because of Himmel, isn’t it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith looked away, her lips pressed into a thin line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s not about Himmel,\" she muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer stopped a few steps away, watching her daughter carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then what is it about?\" she asked softly. \"Help me understand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith’s shoulders stiffened. \"You wouldn’t understand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m trying to,\" Yennefer replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silence lingered between them for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer let out a sigh. \"It’s Himmel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith finally looked at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine.\" she whispered, glaring at her. \"It is about Himmel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer looked into her daughter’s tearful eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was so much pain in them, but Yennefer couldn’t understand why.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You like him.\" she whispered. \"Himmel, I mean.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you mad because he said he loved me?\" Yennefer asked, taking a step closer to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith’s breath hitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked away again, wiping her cheek quickly as if hoping her mother hadn’t seen the tear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think I’m that shallow?\" she said, her voice low. \"That I’d get angry just because of that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer stayed silent, watching her carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith let out a shaky breath. \"It’s not about him loving you. It’s about you pretending like you didn’t know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn’t—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You did.\" Zenith’s voice trembled. \"Maybe not at first, but later? You knew. And you kept letting him stay close to you like it didn’t matter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer took a small breath, her voice soft. \"It wasn’t like that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith stared at the floor. \"Then what was it like?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer drew in a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He is like a son to me.\" she replied. \"I care for him like I care for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith had no words for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She just kept on looking at her mother like she was hoping for a response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What about his proposal?\" she meekly asked, \"Are you going to accept it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" Yennefer frowned. \"Why... No, never.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What if it makes you happy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then I will sacrifice my happiness.\" she replied, raising her hand to touch her face. \"Anything for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith didn’t pull away when her mother’s hand touched her cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was warm. Familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips trembled. \"Why do you always do that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer tilted her head. \"Do what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Put me first like I’m the only thing that matters.\" Zenith’s eyes watered again. \"It makes it harder to stay mad at you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer reached out for a hug. \"Because you are the only thing that matters.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith grumbled something uncorrected before accepting it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She whispered once again. \".....You don’t love Himmel, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer remained silent for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I do. I love him a lot.\" she finally replied. \"But not in a way you are thinking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith’s arms slowly loosened around her mother as she stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But he does love you,\" she murmured. \"In that way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer gave a faint nod. \"Yes, and I don’t know how to handle him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith just smiled. \"I will take care of it—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knock!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden knock on the door had them both turn to the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer quickly grabbed Zenith and pulled her behind as she opened the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no one there, only a letter on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer picked up the letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at the name, only to pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith frowned. \"Who is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yennefer looked at her. \"It’s Himmel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Tamriel Kingdom, Alfheim.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the empty room of the broken palace, a lone elf sat on a reclining chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her almond-shaped eyes blank as she looked at the ceiling without any emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long golden-blonde hair blended with olive, flowing behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What a shitty life this is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nerissa mumbled to herself as she took a glass of wine from the table beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared up at the cracked ceiling. Her lips curled into a small smirk. \"A shitty life indeed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a slow sip, the bitterness of the wine washing over her tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes Nerissa wondered what would happen if she married again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would she live more happily?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe have more happiness in her life?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t sure, but there was one thing she was aware of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ragnar wouldn’t have let him live.\" she whispered, her voice bitter. \"He would kill him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nerissa was aware of how fragile that man’s ego was back then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not that he learned anything from his mistakes, he still has it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nerissa was sure he would come to ruin her life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not that I can love anyone else.\" she whispered grimly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goddess’ biggest joke on her was elves rarely fall in love, but she did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She fell in love with a man who cheated on her without a second thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now she was throughly broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nerissa let out a sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe she could have made some allies if she had another marriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one thing that Nerissa hated the most was whoring herself out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nothing that could make her do it—except maybe one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden knock on the door made her glance at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door slowly creaked open and a girl walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With her red hair touching her knees and eyes as golden as her grandmother’s, with the same spiral pattern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing that made her not appealing was the mark on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...The mark ’that’ boy gave her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nerissa didn’t move from her seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She only raised an eyebrow as the girl walked across the dusty marble floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re late,\" Nerissa said, swirling the last of her wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nymeria stopped a few steps away, her back straight and her face composed. \"I was talking with Pasithea, mother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you disappointed with my decision of making you a general?\" she asked, staring at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\" Nymeria shook her head immediately. \"I would love to make you proud.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nerissa stared blankly at the girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was fully aware of how much Nymeria needed love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How much her daughter was craving her acknowledgement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nerissa herself wanted to help her daughter, but—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’God, those eyes. I hate them so much.....’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything about her reminded her of Ragnar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike her son Liam who looked like her, Nymeria took every awful feature of a Segyal household.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Nerissa didn’t like that one bit, how her daughter resembled that man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt nauseous just by looking at her and there was nothing she could do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nymeria stood still, trying not to show the hurt in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had long learned that showing emotion around her mother rarely led to anything good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that all?\" she asked after a pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nerissa set her empty glass down, the soft clink echoing in the quiet room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. Sit down,\" she said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nymeria hesitated, then moved to the nearby chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What I am doing is for your own good.\" Nerissa said, \"I want you to become as strong as possible.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned closer toward her. \"Far stronger than Ragnar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"....\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nymeria looked at her mother without any words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There will come a time when he will come to kill you.\" she said, her voice breaking. \"And only you can stop him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truthfully, Nerissa had given up all her hopes of protecting her daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t strong enough to face Ragnar—worse, she was the weakest Head of the Akasha household.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A broken smile formed on Nerissa’s lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You need to live.\" she said, looking at Nymeria. \"No matter what, you will survive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tear trickled down her cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nymeria instinctively reached to wipe it off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because she cared, but her OCD kicked in, forcing her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nerissa looked away. She hated crying in front of anyone, especially her daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was surely the worst pair of mother and daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nymeria looked at her hands resting in her lap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingernails were chewed, chipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She never had the time or peace to care for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mother.\" Nymeria whispered. \"I have something to ask.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... Lady Elife talked about a new world—.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bamm!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door slammed open before she could finish her words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They both looked at Daina who stood there, huffing for breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daina raised the letter in her hand. \"It’s Himmel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Unknown island, Lumina.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an enormous chamber made out of nothing but the strongest material in the world, a girl moved around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long silver hair flowed behind her while her crimson eyes stared at the dummy target in front of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She materialised the scythe in her hand and moved it in a gentle arc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shockwave shook the chamber as the dummies placed a hundred metres away were cut in half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shyamal blinked at the target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not so shabby.\" A voice made her turn around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman with platinum hair looked at her with her lifeless grey eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are growing faster,\" Esmeray commented coldly. \"Soon to be an Eternal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shyamal lowered her scythe, brushing her silver hair back with a casual flick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You scared, mother-in-law?\" she asked with a slight smile. \"Don’t worry, I will kill you in the most gruesome way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are still too early to dream about that,\" Esmeray replied, looking down at her. \"Focus on surviving your next awakening.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shyamal tilted her head, a sly grin curling at her lips. \"You say that like you don’t think I’ll survive it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t.\" Esmeray’s voice was calm but cold. \"You were supposed to die long ago.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised her scythe and pulled it back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here I am!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shyamal threw the scythe at her with all her might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray didn’t flinch as she looked at the incoming weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She barely took a step and grabbed the scythe by its hilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Like I said, you can’t kill me,\" she said, lazily swinging the scythe. \"Everything goes as I want, even my own death.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chamber’s door opened up as soon as she said that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adaliah walked inside with a serious look on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray looked at her. \"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s Azariah,\" Adaliah said, her voice serious. \"He is gone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray’s expression didn’t change, but her fingers tightened ever so slightly on the scythe she still held.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gone?\" she repeated. \"What do you mean gone?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adaliah stepped further in, her boots echoing across the chamber floor. \"He left during the night. We don’t know where.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then find him, goddamnit!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Esmeray yelled, looking at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get the entire organization, but find him. Now!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adaliah flinched visibly as she never saw her this angry. \"Yes, my lady.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden message made Shyamal look in her pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took out her phone only to find a message that made her smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...From Himmel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I will be gone for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Love you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>",2025,"2026-06-05T21:29:08.031Z",1,"novelbin.me","ead066b02d1d693616374144cce8b7f9fcc2a7095dbfc7849881b7d6cd940a16","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-421","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-419",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]