[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-world-is-mine-for-the-taking":3,"chapter-the-world-is-mine-for-the-taking-the-world-is-mine-for-the-taking-chapter-772":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The World Is Mine For The Taking",{"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},698319,931,"Chapter 733 - 113 - Tris (8)","the-world-is-mine-for-the-taking-chapter-772",772,"\u003Cp>From the group of women, one stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She moved slowly, almost as if the weight of everything she’d endured was pressing down on her with every step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her bare feet made soft, deliberate sounds against the cold, hard ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression was empty at first—blank like a mask, but her eyes... her eyes were fixated on the man strung above them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earl Prisk, bound tightly, suspended, still alive, still squirming, still barking orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You, woman! Come get me down from here!\" he shouted from above, his voice laced with both rage and panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman remained still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze didn’t falter, but she didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body was frozen, not from fear, but from calculation, like she was weighing a decision she’d waited too long to make.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you doing?! Get me down, right this instance!\" he screamed again, louder and more desperate this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still nothing. Not a twitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The hell with you, woman!? Have you forgotten everything I did to you?!\" he roared, veins bulging from his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She finally spoke, voice soft but laced with venom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" she said. \"But I wished I had forgotten.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone dropped the temperature in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then she looked at him—not as a victim, not as a broken shell—but as a woman who was reclaiming the fire that had once been crushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her glare was sharp enough to pierce skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was no longer quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her silence had become strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wished... every night, and every day, that karma would finally reach you,\" she said slowly, each word like a blade being driven in. \"And it looks like... it finally did.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She exhaled, and her lips twitched into the faintest, twisted smile. \"I thought I might feel pity. Or maybe something like regret... but no. Just disgust. And relief. So much relief.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You woman...! You dare speak to me like that!?\" he spat, struggling in his bindings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This... this is a joy to witness,\" she said, almost in awe. \"And I’m glad—afuckingwooden pole took me first, before you ever could.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prisk grunted in disbelief, his face contorting. \"Ngh...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She kept going. \"I couldn’t bear the thought of you... defiling me for my first time. I couldn’t stomach it. So I used a wooden pole—becauseanythingwas better than you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prisk’s face twisted from red to pale. His eyes flared in rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re going to die! I’ll kill your parents too! You’ll regret this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her expression didn’t change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her reply came like ice cracking across still water. \"How can you do that when you won’t even live to see the day of tomorrow?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Prisk’s body trembled uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His bravado cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fear was written plainly on his face now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was real tangible fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You... You don’t mean that. Youcan’tkill me! You know my power! Youknow who I am!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry, everyone,\" Johanne’s voice echoed gently from behind the group. \"Leon will protect you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped forward with quiet confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He is the owner of Leonamon. I think you already understand what that means.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prisk’s expression turned to pure horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course he knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leonamon wasn’t just any name—it wasthename.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most powerful enterprise in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Influence, wealth, reach—there was no corner of the world untouched by it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"T-That’s a lie! There’s no way! No way the owner of Leonamon would be involved in this! I-I can still forgive all this if you put me down right now. I won’t punish anyone, I swear! My wrists—shit—they’re killing me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s not to kill you,Lord Prisk,\" the woman said, voice dripping with scorn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had dropped the wordhusband. Not Lord Husband. Just Prisk. That title he cherished so much—stripped away without remorse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you want the honor,\" I said, stepping forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I handed her a blade—simple, forged steel, nothing magical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wouldn’t have been able to handle Ayuru anyway. It would have drained her dry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took the weapon in her hands. Her fingers curled around the grip like it belonged to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-What are you going to do?!\" Prisk cried out, his voice suddenly cracking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What I should’ve done a long time ago,\" she whispered, steady and sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shecut\"it\".\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t take long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His screams pierced the early dawn, shrill and feral, echoing off the stone walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood poured in thick streams down his legs, splashing onto the ground below. He howled, thrashed, and begged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no one answered him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes rolled up, showing only the whites as his voice weakened to hoarse gasps. His body twitched... then went still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The women stood in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had watched him die without a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when his body finally stopped moving—when the last breath left his lungs—they bowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, I didn’t understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then I saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren’t grieving. They weren’t mourning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They werethankingme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their heads lowered not in sadness, but in quiet gratitude. Not one of them looked at his corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes were on me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t know what to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truthfully, I only came here to save Tris. That was all I wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how could I tell them that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So instead, I stayed silent and walked into the house. I gathered the bodies of the others who had been part of Prisk’s madness, as well as Prisk himself, and I stacked them together in the courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a wave of my hand, I summoned fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bright, hot, engulfing fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flames roared and devoured the corpses, leaving nothing but ash and smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Leon!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Johanne’s voice called out behind me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned to her. \"What is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word, she stepped close, placed her hands on my cheeks, and pulled me into a kiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was soft, sudden, and lingering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was caught off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I didn’t pull away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she finally did, her cheeks were flushed. \"I’m sorry,\" she whispered. \"I just... felt like kissing you right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I looked out toward the horizon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun had begun to rise, casting golden rays across the sky. The warm light touched the edges of everything, giving it a surreal glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They say it’s romantic to kiss under a rising sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe that’s true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tris stood nearby, watching us with a wide, stupid grin on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uhehehe~...\" she let out her weird little chuckle, her eyes squinting mischievously. Then, with exaggerated steps, she marched over and spread her arms wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then she wrapped us both in a tight hug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My favorite ship is working really well...~ I’m so glad...\" she mumbled happily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was a tremor in her voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if she smiled, I could feel the heaviness in her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We rubbed her head gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She might have been laughing on the outside...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But we knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was crying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And right now, we just let her.\u003C\u002Fp>",1137,"2026-06-02T09:33:16.641Z",1,"novelbin.me","2c125f7576adfd1e6239ef5aae1c97b850aafd54b99f40ee924c03dbaa00840f","the-world-is-mine-for-the-taking-chapter-773","the-world-is-mine-for-the-taking-chapter-771",1461,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-world-is-mine-for-the-taking-cover.jpg"]