[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system":3,"chapter-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-136":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Villain of Fate: The Tyrant System",{"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},560724,810,"Chapter 136: The Black-Gold Member’s Demand","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-136",136,"\u003Cp>The Black-Gold Member’s Demand\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out came the wallet, tugged free by Julian D’Aurelius without fuss; he passed the credit card across just like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up, voice steady. \"Proceed,\" came softly from his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beep came from the device after she slid the plastic inside. The screen lit up, quiet for a moment, then flashed approval.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quiet beep came through once the system finished moving funds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was calm when she spoke. That amount showed on the display. It came to five hundred seventy thousand euros. She looked up after reading it\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave a small nod, eyes fixed elsewhere, the figure unimportant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What mattered little to others weighed nothing at all in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beep came. Then out slipped a thin strip of paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With care, she passed it forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as Julian reached for the receipt—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door of the Melodic Sea Music Store suddenly opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had dyed burgundy hair that cascaded over her shoulders and wore fashionable designer clothes. In one hand she carried a luxury handbag, swinging it casually as she walked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her figure was eye-catching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her chest swayed with each step, drawing the attention of several customers inside the shop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her makeup was bold, her expression arrogant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she entered, the atmosphere in the store subtly shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sales assistant immediately straightened and hurried forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello, ma’am. How may I assist you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman didn’t answer immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, she slowly pulled out a black membership card from her bag and flicked it lightly between her fingers before showing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m a black-gold member here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone carried an unmistakable arrogance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I heard your store has a Smoman guitar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lifted her chin slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bring it to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sales assistant looked at the card carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It really was the store’s highest-tier black-gold membership.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The name printed on the card read:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marichi\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression instantly became troubled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m sorry, Miss Marichi...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hesitated slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That Smoman guitar was just sold.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sold?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marichi’s expression darkened immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze shifted across the store and landed on Liza Voss, who was still holding the light yellow classical guitar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation she pointed at Liza.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Refund their money.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she said coldly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Give me that guitar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tone sounded like an order rather than a request.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, Marichi had already visited two other stores searching for a Smoman guitar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She planned to use it in an upcoming livestream performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sales assistant froze for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ma’am... I’m sorry, but that goes against our store policy—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could finish—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SLAP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sharp sound echoed through the shop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marichi’s hand had already struck her across the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You dare lecture me about policy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice rose with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m a black-gold member!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes were full of disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you know how much money I’ve spent in your stores?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped closer, glaring down at the trembling employee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"More than you could earn in a lifetime.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You poor thing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young sales assistant—Leah—staggered back from the force of the slap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her cheek instantly turned red and swollen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She covered her face with trembling hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes filled with tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she didn’t dare argue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could only bow her head and apologize quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m... I’m sorry, Miss Marichi...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This music store was part of a nationwide chain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To become a black-gold member, one needed to spend at least five million Euros.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such customers were far beyond the reach of ordinary employees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian watched everything silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brows slowly furrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside his mind, a familiar sense of déjà vu appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>( So the plot really is escalating... )\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered this woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marichi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the mistress of a villain character in the original storyline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, this was supposed to be the place where she offended Evan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Evan, the so-called Obsidian King, would appear and slap her into submission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, the conflict between Evan and the villain behind Marichi would begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The classic sequence—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Showing off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Face-slapping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Escalating hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The standard webnovel formula.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian’s lips curved slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>( Interesting... )\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>( This is a perfect chance to set Evan up. )\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>( If I guide things a little... the story might get even more entertaining. )\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned casually against a nearby display stand and watched the situation unfold with quiet amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hurried voice came from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Excuse me, excuse me—what’s happening here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A middle-aged man in a suit rushed into the store.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly approached the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m the store manager—Celebrimbor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bowed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What seems to be the problem?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marichi immediately pointed toward Leah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How do you train your staff?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice dripped with anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She’s lecturing me about store policy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celebrimbor glanced at the black-gold membership card in her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression changed instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation he turned toward Leah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Leah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone turned harsh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Have you lost your mind?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who gave you permission to speak to a customer like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed at Marichi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Apologize to this lady immediately!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leah trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears rolled down her cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But... these two customers already paid for the guitar...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gestured toward Julian and Liza.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And Miss Marichi wants me to refund them and sell it to her...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice broke as she tried to explain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could finish—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celebrimbor waved his hand impatiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can’t you understand simple instructions?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Apologize right now!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Otherwise you’re fired.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A calm voice interrupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you make her apologize...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then from today onward...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"None of your stores will operate in Valemont.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice came from Julian D’Aurelius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celebrimbor turned his head and looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment he didn’t recognize him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who do you think you are?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone was filled with contempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Saying our store can’t operate here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you know who our boss is?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marichi also laughed mockingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes scanned Julian from head to toe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She snorted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think you have a say here, you poor man?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Saying the store can’t operate?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who do you think you are?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she turned toward Liza.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze was filled with disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let go of my Smoman guitar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pointed at the instrument in Liza’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dressed like a bumpkin...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips curled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you really think you can play something like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you damage it and ruin my livestream...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice grew cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll expose you online and destroy your lives.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing her tirade, she stepped forward and reached out to snatch the guitar from Liza’s arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liza’s eyes turned icy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cheerful girl who had been smiling moments ago vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her place stood the cold assassin once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Marichi’s hand was about to grab the guitar—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian suddenly stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression was calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His movement was fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SLAP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His palm struck Marichi’s face with a loud, crisp sound.\u003C\u002Fp>",1162,"2026-05-30T15:14:55.252Z","2026-06-01T04:31:33.482Z",1,"novelbin.me","fc1992b9faf761bdc764e61b090762f307550dfa4db5bea81c66aef55456bc9c","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-137","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-135",232,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-cover.jpg"]