[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy":3,"chapter-the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-155":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Strongest Student of the Weakest Academy",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1027186,1339,"Chapter 155: Silverleaf Academy (3)","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-155",155,"\u003Cp>[Target: Vivian Sierra]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Title: Red Devil]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Race: Hybrid (Human\u002FDevil)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Rank: S++ (Limit Reached)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Talent: S++ (Sealed)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Affinities: Fire & Darkness & $#$%&]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Sexual Preference: Gentle & Loving]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Character Preference: Gentle & Protective.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Character Type: Rindere \u002F Sunao Cool]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Favorability: 79 (Deep Liking)]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Sexual Desire: 11]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Thoughts: It's a pity that I won't be able to follow him in the near future. I can already see myself falling behind...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Aestrea? What's going on with that expression?\" Vivian tilted her head slightly upon noticing Aestrea's narrowed eyes fixed on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At her words, Aestrea's narrowed gaze softened into a quiet smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Nothing,\" he said, brushing off the worry in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, gently, he reached out and held her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh? Where are we going—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You'll see,\" Aestrea smiled, and with that, he pulled her along, the two vanishing into the silver mist of the academy's edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time they arrived, the sky had deepened into twilight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian gasped softly as she stepped through the last curtain of trees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before them spread a hidden green valley—untouched, radiant. Dandelions danced gently in the evening breeze, blanketing the hills in golden white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A waterfall in the distance shimmered in moonlight, its waters flowing crystal-clear into a serene lake that reflected the stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And among the glade, animals moved freely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A graceful deer bowed its head to drink near a soft-furred bear, and a pair of birds flew down to perch peacefully on the creature's back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Aestrea…\" Vivian whispered, her eyes widening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at her with a soft grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is my secret place. Took me a long time to make it like this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knelt down and brushed the grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Taught them to live together. To understand one another, in silence… no fear.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian knelt beside him, gently touching a dandelion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's… beautiful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whenever I'm tired… I come here,\" he said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's the only place I can really feel at peace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian looked up at him, her eyes glowing softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you… for bringing me here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come,\" Aestrea said with a tilt of his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's lie down for a bit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they settled into the grass, the cool blades tickling their skin, Aestrea rested one arm behind his head and looked up at the slowly darkening sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stars were beginning to peek through, one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian lay beside him, hands resting on her stomach, her long crimson hair spread out like a fan of silk across the dandelions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…It's so quiet,\" she murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea chuckled softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's the point.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned her head to face him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You really made all this happen?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Took me months… patience, magic, and a lot of fish to keep that bear from eating the deer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian giggled, her voice soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're so weird sometimes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I prefer the term one-of-a-kind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gave him a playful smile, then her voice lowered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You always did try to protect everyone. Even when no one asked you to.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea turned his head toward her, eyes meeting hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'That was the old Aestrea...'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Someone has to… And it always happened to be me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian only smiled after hearing his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…You never change,\" she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You say that like it's a bad thing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's not,\" She said quickly, then added, quieter:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's one of the reasons I…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She trailed off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...I like you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea's eyes softened the moment she said it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't flinch, didn't even blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I mean... You were terrible at hiding it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian blinked, then laughed—soft and sweet, like wind brushing the petals around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"H-Hey! I wasn't that obvious!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh really?\" Aestrea raised an eyebrow, glancing at her sideways. \"You almost burned Mia alive when she touched my shoulder.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That was one time!\" she gasped, rolling onto her side and lightly smacking his arm. \"And it was accidental spontaneous combustion! Totally normal reaction!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sure it was,\" he said with a playful smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian pouted, cheeks a faint red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…You're the worst.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And yet, here you are,\" he whispered, brushing a loose strand of hair from her cheek, \"right next to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't move away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, she smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah… I guess I like being next to the worst.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They continued talking for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About the past. About little things. About the future, too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And slowly, her voice got quieter… her breathing steadier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until she fell asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right there, in his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea looked down at her—his smile faint but sincere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But slowly…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That smile faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips pressed tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he bit them hard—so hard that blood welled at the corner of his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His crimson eyes glowed faintly, troubled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And whispered, only to himself—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…I hope you don't become my enemy… Vivian.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea could feel her warm body against his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However… her being a hybrid—half Human, half Devil—was something Aestrea couldn't just ignore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sealed talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her limited rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of it made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it bothered him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Devils… weren't ordinary demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren't just some rogue evil spirits that popped out of a cursed well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were something... primordial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The original darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The root of what the world feared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the world's vast demonic hierarchy, demons were categorized by their origin, power, and spiritual alignment, and starting with the lowest tier, the classes are as follows:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Imp-Class, Ghoul-Class, Wraith-Class, Fiend-Class, Archdemon-Class, and finally, the feared Demon King-Class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then… above all that...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Devil-Class — The Origin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The true progenitor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ones who weren't born from chaos — but were chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucifer, Satan, Samael… the names change with every culture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they all point to one truth:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Devil is not a demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Devil is the first sin, the eternal blasphemy, the cursed divine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea's thoughts darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Vivian's blood carried even a sliver of that ancestry...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And her talent was sealed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who sealed it? Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What happens when it's unsealed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed his eyes for a moment, gripping the soft grass beneath them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold wind passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian stirred lightly beside him, her head still resting against his shoulder, unaware of the storm building in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'What are you really, Vivian...?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And worse…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'What will I have to do if that seal breaks?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drip...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drip...!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea's eyes slowly fluttered open, the chill of the earth beneath him biting into his back. A heavy, metallic scent choked the air. Something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terribly, horribly wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing hitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…What—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squelch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers were soaked in a thick, black substance—oozing rot, cracks splitting his skin like dry mud. The veins bulged, pulsing with corrupted mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood dripped from under his fingernails. It stank. It writhed. It moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ghhh—!\" Aestrea gagged, doubling over, bile rising up his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision swam as he clutched his stomach. He wanted to vomit, to scream, to tear his hands off. The world around him spun violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind that crushed the chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body trembled as he lifted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…No…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Silverleaf Academy was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The great halls, the towering spires, the glowing mana crystals—nothing but ash and ruin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buildings torn open like paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames crackled faintly in the distance, swallowing stone and steel alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashes. Blood. Rubble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No… no, no, no, no—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body tensed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried to stand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AGH—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His left leg—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the thigh down, nothing remained but mangled meat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Hah… shit…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bit down on his sleeve to muffle his scream, tears already forming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have to move… I have to move—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dragged himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His elbows scraped against broken stone. Blood trailed beneath him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw them—scattered like dolls thrown across a room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Ren… Tali…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea's voice cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Kael… Shina…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand trembled as he touched a girl's scorched braid, half her face burned beyond recognition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Sophie…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Nero… Alain… Yui… Kaedan…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Name after name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens. Hundreds. Thousands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice grew weaker, quieter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body locked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Side by side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A golden spear—still glowing—stood impaled through James' chest. Maria's eyes were open, lifeless, frozen in terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Derek… was barely recognizable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Mia... was completely disfigured, multiple spears piercing her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Please…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pressed his forehead against Mia's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Wake up…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A drop hit her cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Derek, come on… You were always the toughest, right? Say something…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"James, you bastard… you still owe me a drink… You promised…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice broke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Maria…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He touched her hair, brushing it gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had always kept it neat. Even now, even in death, it glowed faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm sorry…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He heard it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slow, steady dripping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes followed the sound—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he saw her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Vi…vian…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up ahead, against a broken stone wall, a giant wooden cross stood—its frame soaked in blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian was nailed to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arms stretched wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feet crossed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood ran down her arms, dripping from her fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her head hung to the side, her long red hair soaked and matted, eyes half-lidded, barely conscious—if even alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Vivian…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached out toward her, his entire body trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…No… please… no—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air grew heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clack...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Footsteps echoed behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea turned—slowly, painfully—and his eyes widened in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Pope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clad in ceremonial gold and white, untouched by the chaos, a halo of false light shining behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man looked down at Aestrea like one would a pitiful insect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do not cry, child,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea's voice cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was necessary.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…What…?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The world is rotting. The Lord needed a sacrifice. Many of them. The old world… had to burn.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden magic flared behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of golden spears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea's pupils shrank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands dug into the dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You killed them… you killed everyone!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They were necessary offerings. Their lives paid the toll for humanity's sin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What sin?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Existence. Pride. Corruption. The world was rotting. The Lord demanded balance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spears flew forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWOOOOOSH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea screamed, gathering every ounce of mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached deep inside, dragging power from the pit of his being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRACK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every skill he could summon exploded outward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Splurt!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hole pierced the pope's stomach, making blood splurt out like a geyser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>DING!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A golden panel appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right in front of his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Possible Outcome]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>FWOOOOOOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world exploded into white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AAAGH!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea shot up from the grass, sweat pouring down his face, body shaking uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breath caught in his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He touched his hands—clean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His left leg—still there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he looked around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The birds were chirping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind was soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still in Silverleaf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vivian was still next to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fuuu...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just a vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a possible future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Fuck…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He covered his eyes, a tear escaping down his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…I won't let that fucking happen…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aestrea clenched his fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His red eyes glowed sinisterly, and strangely...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the fraction of a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His red eyes had turned completely black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reminiscent of the abyss himself.\u003C\u002Fp>",1852,"2026-06-03T09:18:17.304Z","2026-06-03T09:18:22.612Z",1,"novelbin.me","8094ab1981bf4f6be3f5455a860ce8e40b2736abe877b1ab9ce7953860438f4c","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-226","the-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-chapter-225",547,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-strongest-student-of-the-weakest-academy-cover.jpg"]