[{"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-433":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},1366182,1806,"Chapter 433: Dystopian Elven War [9] [Invite]","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-433",433,"\u003Cp>[Kallistar, Akasha.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, you are getting engaged?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aimar’s voice, which oddly sounded like a mocking, made me look up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood on the bench, holding a cold coffee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah.\" I replied quietly. \"With Siersha.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Remind me, what number of relation is this?\" He asked, his voice snappy. \"Because some fucking whore of a man is getting too many of them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh, go kill yourself.\" I grumbled, leaning on the bench. \"And why the fuck are you standing on it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aimar quickly got down and sat right beside me. \"Are you for real, man?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"About what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is what, your fourth relation?\" He asked, looking at me. \"Can’t you settle with one?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t want your ’one girl for life’ physiology now.\" I replied, waving my hand. \"Just go away.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remained quiet for a while before he mumbled in a low voice. \"Christina... wouldn’t have liked it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned my head slowly, glaring at Aimar. \"Don’t bring her into this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sipped his coffee, eyes distant now. \"I’m not the one who keeps making her a memory.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I would never move on from her.\" I replied, looking away. \"She will be back soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aimar glanced at me. \"You have been saying that for so long.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wanted to punch him, or at least knock the coffee out of his hand, but I didn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Things are not that easy as they seem.\" I replied, my voice low. \"I am not all-powerful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world is weird.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far more scary than what lay on the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the strength I have now, if I bring her back, it will trigger a chain reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reaction that would lead to the summoning of the protector of death... Anubis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I can’t negotiate with him right now for bringing someone from death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would not allow me to break the law, authority, and order of the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not until I gave him enough reasons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’And if Inna’s warning is true... then he might actually hate me.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, according to her, my first life was really at odds with that guy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aimar let out a sigh, rubbing his eyes. \"Whatever... who am I to complain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I glanced at him. \"You sound jealous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am not.\" He grumbled in frustration. \"God, I hope you die from kidney failure or something.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I chuckled at his words as I looked at the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was already close to sunset, with street lights already on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When is she coming?\" Aimar asked, glancing at the time. \"It’s so late.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let out a sigh as well as I looked to my side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, they’re here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aimar said and stood up, and so did I.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the other side, three girls walked towards us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two of them were Vampires and one a human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith smiled brightly as she looked at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She jogged the last few steps and lightly bumped her shoulder against mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry, Elijah is also back,\" she said, \"Heather forced us to stay with them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s fine.\" I said, smiling. \"Well, good to see you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith didn’t reply as she hugged me tightly, squeezing me tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Urgh, I forgot how fucking strong she is.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gently hugged her back, though my gaze was on Siersha and Elise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha just smiled, looking at me, while Elise walked towards Aimar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got some time for me?\" She asked, looking angrily at Aimar. \"Or do you still like to hang out with my sisters?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hard to say.\" Aimar replied, earning a slap from her on his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elise tried to lean in for a kiss, but he quickly wrapped his hand over her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t take advantage of me before marriage.\" He said, dragging her away. \"Let’s go, have some alone time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I just looked at their departing figures as Zenith kept on hugging me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’I am sure her scent will linger on me for a while now.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahem!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when Siersha coughed did the girl pull back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s been a while.\" She said, smiling softly. \"You have grown taller.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really?\" I asked, shrugging. \"I wish I could say the same for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That immediately took away the smile from her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you really have to say that?\" She grumbled, pouting slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I chuckled, patting her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though I wanted to ask about Yennefer, I kept those questions to myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’It wouldn’t be nice to ask about her mother right now.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly spoke. \"Are you going to tell her or should I?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith blinked, looking between me and Siersha. \"Tell me what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let out a sigh as I didn’t say anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith narrowed her eyes. \"Why do I feel like this is going to ruin my mood?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re getting engaged,\" Siersha said, her voice plain and direct. \"It’s official now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a few seconds, Zenith didn’t say anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She just stared at us, blinking slowly like her brain was still buffering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short, breathy, amused laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh wow,\" she said, still laughing as she shook her head. \"You’re joking. Right? This is one of your stupid inside jokes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha stayed quiet. So did I.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith’s laughter died out quickly. \"You’re not joking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" I said softly. \"We’re not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked down, biting her lower lip. \"Why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s a political marriage.\" Siersha said before I could. \"A way to make elves and vampires join forces against Demiurges.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith’s hands curled into small fists at her sides. \"So that’s it? Just politics?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stayed quiet. Siersha did too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith scoffed, turning slightly away. \"You didn’t even think to tell me before deciding?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn’t decide,\" I said quietly. \"It wasn’t something I could say no to.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith turned silent, her head still low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, she rubbed her moist eyes. \"...I see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you acting like this, Zenith?\" Siersha asked, tilting her head. \"You don’t like him, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No!\" She snapped. \"I would never like this playboy! Ever!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, that’s hurtful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And how the fuck am I a Playboy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’....Never mind.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha sighed as she grabbed Zenith’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry.\" She said. \"This engagement won’t last long.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith blinked. \"Really?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Siersha smiled. \"Yeah, don’t worry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenith let out a sigh of relief as Siersha began to drag her away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let out a sigh as I began to walk behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as I moved, my phone rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I took it out as I got a message from an unknown number... which I recognized in a few seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’How did she get my number?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I never shared my new one, fearing that I might get tracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I opened the message, only to freeze in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Fuck, fuck, fuck.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks for inviting me to your engagement party.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was from Shyamal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Demiurge Kingdom.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Palace of Dignity.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the heart of a palace with dull grey color, a man who looked in his mid-fifties paced around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite no crown or extravagant dress, the way he carried himself said a lot about him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked like a tyrant... like a king.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kryllios, the king of Demiurges, let out a sigh as he looked at the ceiling of the throne room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Soren.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man who stood on the side replied. \"Yes, father?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What makes a house sturdy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soren felt odd, but he answered nonetheless. \"Its foundation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kryllios muttered his answer again and again before he finally looked at his son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s our foundation tied to?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soren understood what he was talking about. \"...It’s with House Atretic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kryllios chuckled softly, closing his eyes. \"And now, our foundation is in danger.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the day the youngest of House Atretic has been kidnapped... King Kryllios has been thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Ways in which Himmel can use the leverage against them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kryllios could think thousands of ways, and he didn’t like one bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One boy.\" He whispered, an angered laugh echoing from his mouth. \"Brought us on the verge of losing the war.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of the funding of the war was given by House Atretic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They are the ones who are bearing the weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they take their support off the Demiurge, the war would be a lost cause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Himmel,\" he said the name like venom. \"He’s more than just a nuisance now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Even Ragnar wasn’t this big of a nuisance when he was eighteen.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could now finally understand why the demigods are so wary of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soren didn’t dare speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kryllios wasn’t fully aware of what Himmel wanted, but if it was even mildly related to the elves, he can’t let it be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew in a deep breath as he moved towards the stairs leading to his throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ignored the throne as he sat on the stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Soren.\" He said, looking at him. \"Have you talked with that elf?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soren blinked and nodded. \"Yes, my lord. He gave us critical information.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you think about him?\" He asked, \"about his betrayal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He is worthless, father.\" Soren replied, looking into his eyes. \"To betray his race for power.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"People who are hungry for power and love are easiest to control.\" Kryllios said, looking back at his throne. \"And sometimes, betrayal is needed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soren didn’t speak or feel like answering him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get your group ready.\" Kryllios ordered, \"we will get the invitation from the vampires soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1542,"2026-06-05T21:29:08.031Z",1,"novelbin.me","c61b68caa1979cde8af0865286e4b9e8f27fb8e8809682e0476b1e4dcddf8517","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-434","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-432",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]