[{"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-447":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},1366196,1806,"Chapter 447: [Dystopian Elven War] [23] [Abram]","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-447",447,"\u003Cp>\"Nymeria?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elven woman smiled softly. \"We meet again, Himmel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confused, I looked at Daina who stood on the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was Lady Nerissa’s idea,\" she replied, looking away. \"I couldn’t do anything about it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let out a sigh as I rubbed my temples with my free hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, did you not notice me sneaking up on you?\" Nymeria asked, jerking my hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought you were just some random elf,\" I replied, looking at her. \"You all look the same anyway.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nymeria’s smile twitched. \"Careful. You’ll hurt my feelings.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gave her a look. \"I doubt you have any.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I really like that face of yours, that doesn’t trigger me,\" she replied, looking at my face. \"Don’t make me ruin it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I leaned forward. \"Try it, ug—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daina cleared her throat. \"Enough. We’re short on time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nymeria turned her gaze to Daina, then suddenly pulled my hand tighter, forcing me a step closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They began to move and I was dragged along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With some peace of mind, I looked at the handcuff that was on my hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again, it wasn’t normal but a mana restriction cuff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Not that it matters when I can break free in a snap.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, it’s annoying to deal with the woman attached to the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’...Nymeria.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With her being up close, I could see her more clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With long wavy red hair and long ears that peeked out of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had quite the whitish skin along with a beautiful face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had it not been the scar on her face, she would have looked beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Not that it matters when she is going to die soon.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Elven War was the end of Core One of Game Two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the timing is different, I am sure things will still go the same way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nerissa will go berserk and Ragnar will kill Nymeria and steal Anastasia’s divinity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I narrowed my eyes at her as a thought crossed my mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’What if I kill her right now?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could do it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One quick twist of the wrist, a snap of the neck, or a silent strike of mana sharp enough to pierce through her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wouldn’t see it coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daina would probably try to stop me, but even she wouldn’t be fast enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s her fate to die at the hands of whose acknowledgment she yearns for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I am merely changing her fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe then I stop Ragnar from getting even stronger and maybe I can—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That necklace you wear,\" Nymeria’s voice made me snap out of my thoughts. \"Where did you get that from?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blinked before I slowly looked down at the dangling necklace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I got it from someone special,\" I replied, looking away. \"It was a parting gift.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see,\" she mumbled softly. \"I had a similar necklace once... I lost it when I was a child.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I glanced at her, a little surprised by her tone. For once, she didn’t sound like someone eager to pick a fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You remember losing something from that long ago?\" I asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you talking so much?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You started it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t reply, instead she looked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned towards Daina. \"Where are we going?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A place I arranged for you to stay,\" she replied, her voice soft. \"You will live here until Lady Mariam can calm down others.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, basically a prisoner?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are not a prisoner.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raised my hand to show her the handcuff. \"Really?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s important,\" Nymeria replied instead. \"To make sure you can’t run away.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I looked into her golden eyes with spirals. \"And what makes you think anyone here can stop me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nymeria stopped in her tracks and turned fully towards me. \"Do you really want to know?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t bother with her trying to be intimidating. \"Try me, you ugly elf.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That seemed to piss her more than I expected as her hair began turning golden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nymeria,\" Daina quickly jumped in between us. \"You can’t do that. It’s strictly prohibited to harm him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t care—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But Lady Nerissa will!\" Daina snapped. \"She won’t take you breaking the orders kindly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nymeria stopped in her tracks as she drew in a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked around and instead walked towards a messy table of weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Much to my irritation, she began to arrange it in correct order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Damn her OCD!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Yeah?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Hm, why do you say so?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t reply as Nymeria dragged me to another weapon table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sigh I shifted my gaze back to Daina. \"What if vampires attack this place?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well...\" She let out an awkward smile. \"Part of the reason for Lady Mariam to choose this place was—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t tell me,\" I cut in her words, frowning. \"She doesn’t expect me to take care of this place, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh come on!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t take it the wrong way,\" she hastily said when I glared at her. \"She just thinks you alone would be enough for an army.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not helping, Daina,\" I replied, before jerking my hand as Nymeria began to walk towards another table. \"Would you cut this out already!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shut up!\" Nymeria snapped at me. \"Let me do—Himmel!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I began to drag her, ignoring her protest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Where do I need to go, Inna?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Plains of Drago, Alfheim.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Central Army.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun hung low, illuminating the long stretched fields of grass in the area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lines of war tents stretched on either side of the fields, one belonging to elves and the other to Demiurges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the elves’ side, things looked bleak as if all hope was lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no clatter of armor, no songs of courage, no laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only whispers, tired eyes, and wounded pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single banner fluttered at the center tent. Inside, Wilhelm sat looking at the map with a tired expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Three battalions gone,\" came a voice from behind him. \"Things don’t look good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a sigh as he looked back at the young boy Aries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We are fighting a losing war—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am tired of saying this again and again, Aries,\" Wilhelm said, glaring at him. \"Don’t say things that will affect the morale—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The army’s morale is at an all-time low, Sir,\" Aries replied without looking at him. \"I don’t believe it can go any lower.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wilhelm leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes for a brief moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think I don’t know that?\" he said after a pause, opening his eyes again. \"But if we break now, there won’t be anything left to fight for.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aries didn’t respond. His gaze was fixed on the red pins on the map, each one marking a fallen position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young boy looked far older than he was. The war had that effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s talk among the soldiers,\" Aries finally said. \"About abandoning the front lines and retreating into the Silver Woods.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cowards,\" Wilhelm muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Realists,\" Aries corrected. \"They’re not wrong to be afraid and I would do that too—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wilhelm stood up abruptly, making the table rattle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t make me execute you, boy,\" he snapped. \"I’ve seen it with my own eyes. Don’t lecture me like I’m blind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aries didn’t flinch as he looked into his eyes. \"So, what should we do, sir?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I have talked with Lady Nerissa,\" he replied, looking away. \"We will get more reinforcements soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aries bit his lips as he looked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So what, sir?\" he mumbled softly. \"Even if we win the war... we have already lost the World Tree.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wilhelm didn’t reply as he slowly placed his hand on his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He squeezed softly. \"Things will work out for us. Don’t lose hope.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aries didn’t reply as he just gave him a soft nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He patted his shoulder and began to walk out of the tent. Aries followed just behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wilhelm looked at the torn and worn-out soldiers who lay all around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his gaze finally shifted towards the Demiurges’ tents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aries looked at him confusedly. \"What happened, Sir?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The tents,\" Wilhelm mumbled softly. \"Were they always this many?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Demiurge Kingdom.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Palace of Dignity.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence lingered in the obsidian palace that was illuminated by small lights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Few maids moved around the place but none were present in the throne room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The throne room that represented the highest value of the kingdom...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Had to witness its king on his knees with his head down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A holographic figure stood in front of him, body flickering from time to time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man appeared to be in his mid-sixties with a long braided beard and grey hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two antlers protruded off his head, dangling with silverish decorations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the current head of House Atretic and the other demigod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His name was Abram.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kryllios didn’t even look up at him as the man spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What you did was unacceptable,\" he paused. \"Killing one of us in front of everyone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I know, my Lord,\" he spoke softly. \"But it was the only way I could have ensured my people’s safety.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abram’s flickering figure remained still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do not confuse safety with defiance, Kryllios,\" he said. \"You did not act out of duty. You acted out of pride.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kryllios slowly lifted his head. \"My pride means nothing compared to my people.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abram scoffed. \"A king who kneels for his people will soon have none left to rule.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence stretched for a long moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will accept punishment,\" Kryllios said finally, \"but I will not regret what I did.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abram leaned back slightly, his antlers shimmering faintly. \"Oh, you will be punished,\" he said. \"But not yet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kryllios clenched his fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As much as he hated working for them, he admired Abram that much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only reason he dared to kill Vadanis was because he was sure...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...That this heartless man will not kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"On the surface, the House Atretic will cut all ties with you,\" Abram announced, his voice echoing. \"But we will still support you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kryllios drew in a deep breath as he asked. \"And what would you need in return?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abram didn’t speak for a while as he kept on staring at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he spoke. \"You only need to bring me something.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kryllios looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bring me Heir Himmel’s head.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kryllios frowned hard. \"But the Church—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You will bear the consequences,\" Abram cut his words short. \"That’s your punishment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kryllios didn’t speak. His lips parted slightly, but no sound came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that a problem, King Kryllios?\" Abram’s voice, though calm, echoed with the weight of a mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his head once more, hiding the twist in his expression. \"Understood, my lord.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm, any questions?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why Heir Himmel?\" he asked, looking at Abram. \"You know he is an Avatar, the Church won’t leave you if they know about—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s the Church who wants him dead,\" Abram said, making him silent. \"And so does my god.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abram took two steps, standing upright against him. \"And I will do whatever my ’God’ desires.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kryllios drew in a deep breath as he nodded. \"Understood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abram didn’t say anything else as he turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, the war,\" he suddenly said, looking back. \"Show me some results. You have two months.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kryllios slowly nodded. \"Understood.\" He looked up at him. \"About Lady Yennefer—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry about her,\" he said, turning away. \"Our house will assign a work soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abram vanished, leaving Kryllios alone in his throne room.\u003C\u002Fp>",1898,"2026-06-05T21:29:08.031Z",1,"novelbin.me","411c978dc9e9db159501f509ad4b6e3c4d9149db35bb245c8194dfeb8a1719dd","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-448","reincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-chapter-446",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freincarnated-as-the-villainess-s-son-cover.jpg"]