[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl":3,"chapter-system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-118":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","System Mission: Seduce the Final Boss [BL]",{"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},1690887,2159,"Chapter 118: Am I?","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-118",118,"\u003Cp>Blake zipped up his backpack and placed it on the bed beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, an entire week had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, it felt much longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room he stayed in had become unbearably boring after the first few days. At first, Blake had appreciated the peace and quiet, especially after everything that had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after being trapped inside the villa for seven consecutive days, even he was beginning to feel restless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, at least there was one upside: his bruises had almost all disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake walked toward the mirror and tilted his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ones covering parts of his body had faded into a faint yellow. Most of them were barely noticeable anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, his face looked completely normal again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a trace remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’That pomade really did miracles, heh, I’ll take it home with me.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last time, when he had gotten injured, the bruises lasted for much longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time it was a week, rich people medicine was terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake let out a small whistle before grabbing his backpack again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, he could finally go back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More specifically, he could finally see Myles without looking like he had lost a fistfight against a truck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn’t video called even once this week, so today he would see his face for the first time in a week.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Myles had asked several times to see his face, and he had simply found excuses every single time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The internet was bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was sleepy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had a headache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lighting sucked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anything worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, that problem was finally gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Heh, can’t wait!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knock knock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake looked toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Hm? The car is already here?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt a little earlier than expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he walked over and opened the door, only to find a butler standing outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The older man immediately bowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good morning. What is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Madam is requesting your presence immediately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Immediately? Now? But why?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially after an entire week of complete silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nobody had bothered him, called him downstairs or tried speaking with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, everyone had seemed perfectly happy pretending he didn’t exist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I understand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I shall inform Madam.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll be there soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Blake remained standing in the doorway for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His first instinct was that something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His second instinct was to leave before finding out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, the second option sounded much better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, the car hadn’t arrived yet, and Blake wasn’t particularly interested in creating more trouble than necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if they wanted to throw him into a mental institution, well, he would be able to make a run for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Jeez, I’m thinking too lowly of them... pretty sure they won’t do that, at least for now.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t exactly convinced the conversation would be peaceful but, even if that were the case, he’d keep his mouth shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Just a little longer, then I’ll be free!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake glanced down at himself... he had casual clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had literally just finished packing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Ah, who cares, it’ll just be a short talk!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he simply slung the backpack over one shoulder and headed downstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The butler was waiting near the staircase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where did she want to see me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The dining room, Young Master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’The dining room?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’She doesn’t want to have lunch together, right?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The idea sounded ridiculous, because why now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Maybe she happened to be eating and didn’t feel like getting up...?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shrugging the thought away, Blake continued walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A minute later, he arrived at the dining room, and immediately stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ba-dump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Hm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ba-dump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ba-dump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wasn’t Arabella.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake looked around the room, putting a hand over his racing heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, definitely not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, seated comfortably at the table was a woman he had never seen before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Who is she?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman continued eating elegantly, completely ignoring his existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake scratched the back of his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he mistake the room?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe he had entered the wrong dining room somehow, after all, this villa was large enough for that to happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After another awkward second, Blake gulped as he slowly turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Might as well leave.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly there had been some misunderstanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That had to be it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But why was his body reacting like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he reached the doorway...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where exactly do you think you’re going?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman’s voice rang out behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And honestly,\" she continued, \"how did you manage to become even more unrefined than before?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake froze, his whole body tingling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Okay, they definitely knew each other.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forced himself to turn his head, looking her up and down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was undoubtedly beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blonde hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect posture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elegant clothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything about her practically screamed refinement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, she looked like she belonged in one of those luxury magazine advertisements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake pointed toward himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Were you the one who called for me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You shouldn’t behave this way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Especially when you’re the one intruding.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake almost facepalmed, already cold sweating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seriously, he was not in the mood for this today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, he remembered what it would feel like to see Myles again and, instantly, his heart started beating more normally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had somewhere to be, a much better place with much better company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman narrowed her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake simply nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, in that case, I have to go back now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was a pleasure meeting you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman stared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded politely, then turned around again, and this time, he actually intended to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, the moment his hand reached the handle, the door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake immediately stepped back, and found himself staring at Alexander, alongside Arabella.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment they saw him standing there, both frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexander looked especially displeased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stepmother spoke first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake opened his mouth, but before he could answer, the blonde woman spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see my dear nephew is here!\" She said smiling, then, she looked at Blake, not that pleased now, \"Am I not allowed to summon him? He’s my nephew’s brother, after all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake’s brain immediately paused, then, a strong headache hit him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second later, his stepmother blinked, raising an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sister-in-law?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blonde woman smiled, his half-brother also looked surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aunt Camelle, you’re back?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arabella’s gaze moved between her and Blake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why were you with him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided this was his chance to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Excuse me, I’m passing through...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately turned around, unfortunately, a hand stopped him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake looked sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Alexander, of course, who then lowered his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It would be rude to leave.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly looked directly at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eye contact lasted barely a second, yet Alexander visibly tensed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake wasn’t interested in arguing, especially in this condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So after a moment, he walked over and sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His backpack landed beside the chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sat down, along with Alexander, the atmosphere gradually settling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Arabella smiled toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How was your business trip?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Camille laughed lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It went perfectly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Though I do regret missing Lippe’s birthday party.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression softened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"However, I brought her several exclusive gifts.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stepmother immediately brightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Camille laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think she’ll love them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conversation naturally continued, as servants entered shortly afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Food was served.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stared at the plate in front of him. At least that was something he could focus on instead of talking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he started eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the other three continued their conversation about business, travels, parties, relatives...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Topics Blake knew absolutely nothing about, which was perfectly fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as casually as discussing the weather, his stepmother asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"By the way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Camille looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why did you want to see Blake today?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I simply find it disgusting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room quieted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Camille looked directly at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seeing him here as though he has the right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stared at his plate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ba-dump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ba-dump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Come on, I don’t care about it all, heart, stop.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arabella didn’t deny it either, her expression remaining calm, almost neutral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conversation moved on, afew minutes passing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finished chewing before reaching toward the glass bottle of water nearby, pouring some into his glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Camille’s expression immediately darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How interesting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake paused as she laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ve certainly grown.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Um...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The way you’re acting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced toward the bottle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As if you own anything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake froze... at this point, maybe he should have simply stayed still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was thirsty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Basic human resources should be allowed, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He silently retracted his hand as Camille scoffed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re an eyesore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at his plate again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Okay... eh, are such insults needed though?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small sigh escaped him, it was very light and quiet, not intended to provoke anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, her expression immediately sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A sigh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake looked up as her voice rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re the son of a slut.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room became silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And yet you’re comfortable enough to sit here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her frustration became increasingly obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Complaining, too?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, this woman seemed significantly more upset than he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fork touched the plate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexander had put it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Camille turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice remained calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please calm down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman frowned as he continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maintain some decorum.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s no reason to become angry at someone like him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake raised an eyebrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Wait a second... that is basically an indirect insult! Would it kill them to just put an end to nonsense without insulting me...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, he wasn’t exactly qualified to speak either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Camille exhaled deeply, then immediately softened as she reached over and took Alexander’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m sorry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice became sweet as she gently patted his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at her, smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she turned toward Blake again and, of course, the softness vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ba-dump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This suffering wouldn’t exist.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ba-dump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If it weren’t for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And that slut mother of yours.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stared, then stared a little longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone looked at him as he picked up his backpack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stepmother frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where are you going?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake slung the bag over his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And are these the manners you should have?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at her, then at Camille, then at Alexander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And finally sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Be for real.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room became silent as he continued calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"None of you wanted me here. So what’s the point of this show?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He adjusted the backpack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why should I waste my time sitting here getting insulted for absolutely no reason?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice remained calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because, of course, my mother isn’t a reason to insult me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he looked directly at his stepmother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Last dinner, I didn’t ask for much.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She frowned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I only asked everyone to remain civil, remember?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Was that really so difficult?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nobody answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake nodded once, as if he had already expected that, then he turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Next time, don’t worry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began walking toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I won’t show my face no matter what.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand reached the handle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just continue sending money.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door opened, and a moment later, it closed behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hallway was blissfully quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake didn’t stop walking, not until he reached the front entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And thankfully, the car was already outside, so he immediately climbed inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the door closed, he let out another exhausted sigh, leaning back into the seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’What a bunch of crazy people...’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he pulled out his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a message notification from Myles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Have you left?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blake stared at the message and smiled, just like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The frustration from the dining room disappeared almost completely, a small chuckle escaping him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, he could practically imagine Myles’ expression while typing it.\u003C\u002Fp>",1951,"2026-06-06T13:58:10.545Z",1,"novelbin.me","8a1d4a0f1dcdced728cac344de7664a8f1bbc5c3b55ce3180db0436888afc8e2","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-119","system-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-chapter-117",121,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsystem-mission-seduce-the-final-boss-bl-cover.jpg"]