[{"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-36":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},560542,810,"Chapter 36: The Plan That Shifted","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-36",36,"\u003Cp>The Plan That Shifted\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lina Ashford hesitated for a brief moment before replying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They didn’t drink much,\" she said evenly into the phone, her voice calm and measured. \"But they were hugging and holding each other. Selene Aurevale seemed very proactive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other end of the line, Evan’s breathing grew sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Impossible!\" he roared. \"Selene only has me in her heart. How could she be close to another man? Keep an eye on her and protect her, understand?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice carried possessiveness—almost paranoia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lina’s fingers tightened slightly around the steering wheel. Once, that intensity had moved her. Now, it only grated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How about this, Obsidian King?\" she suggested smoothly. \"Should I change the plan and infiltrate the D’Aurelius household to get closer to Julian D’Aurelius? That way, I can better protect Selene.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words were carefully chosen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, she had already lost interest in continuing the mission against Mike Valquin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to get closer to Julian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to hear more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That man had casually revealed secrets about Obsidian Wing that even she didn’t fully understand. Information she had been unknowingly searching for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine. Change the plan,\" Evan ordered without much hesitation. \"The Valquin household can wait. Remember—don’t let him touch my woman. Got it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice carried the arrogance of someone accustomed to control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was currently dressed in a security uniform, a walkie-talkie clipped to his belt, patrolling a luxury residential community in Valemont.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After leaving the De Dominicis residence earlier, he had rushed over to start this new job.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes—this was also his usual method.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Approach with a humble identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blend in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let the women look down on him first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then reveal his overwhelming strength and hidden status, making them curious, fascinated, unable to look away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had worked countless times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as he finished issuing his command, a patrol bike screeched to a stop beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavyset man climbed off, face flushed with irritation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the community’s security manager—Avil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manager Avil walked over without hesitation and kicked Evan hard in the backside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact echoed faintly in the quiet courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Newbie, are you brain-dead?\" Manager Avil snapped. \"Who allowed you to shout on the phone during work hours?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And what’s this nonsense about ’touching your woman’? Did someone steal your doll?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan’s fists clenched instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kick wasn’t strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the humiliation burned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mere security manager.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dare to lay hands on the mighty Obsidian King?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this were outside Japan—no, outside this carefully constructed identity—the man would already be a corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for the sake of the plan...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Selene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swallowed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Manager Avil,\" he said stiffly, forcing composure, \"the company allows us to take calls during work hours.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The company also damn well says subordinates can’t talk back to their superiors.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not talking back. I’m reasoning with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Reason my ass. If you don’t want to work, get lost, idiot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manager Avil spat on the ground and rode off arrogantly, the patrol bike’s engine fading into the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan stood there, shoulders trembling faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His jaw locked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once his wooing plan succeeded...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Selene was firmly in his grasp...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manager Avil would be the first to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian D’Aurelius could wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, inside her car, Lina ended the call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression was unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After listening to Julian’s words earlier, something inside her had shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if a veil had been lifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Obsidian King—so grand, so decisive, so heroic in her memories—now seemed smaller.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Petty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man willing to degrade himself into countless disguises just to manipulate women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did such a man truly deserve to lead Obsidian Wing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her purple eyes darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without another thought, she started the engine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back inside MoonDrift Club, neon lights still flickered against polished marble floors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Julian returned to the number one high platform, he froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Selene Aurevale was slumped over the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long black hair spilled across the surface like ink. One delicate hand dangled loosely at her side. Her breathing was slow, uneven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her alcohol tolerance was painfully low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Less than three drinks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she was already done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mike Valquin stood nearby, arms crossed, staring at her in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he saw Julian approach, he blinked exaggeratedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn, bro,\" Mike said, eyes wide. \"You finished in three minutes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian shot him a look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Finish your ass,\" he muttered. \"I didn’t even start. I sent her away. That woman is very dangerous. Stay away from her in the future, got it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone carried an unusual seriousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After inheriting this body, Julian had also inherited its memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And within those memories—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Genuine brotherhood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mike’s death in the original storyline had been unjust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just another stepping stone for Evan’s rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From one angle, the protagonist’s conquest looked glorious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From another—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was simply elimination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mike grinned casually. \"Alright, bro. Whatever you say.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t ask for details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Women were everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could always find another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at Selene, then back at Julian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian exhaled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll take her back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crouched slightly and studied Selene’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even unconscious, she looked stubborn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lashes were damp—perhaps from earlier tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her cheeks held a faint flush, soft and almost... cute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had forced herself to drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forced herself to stay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just to act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Idiot,\" he muttered under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she couldn’t handle alcohol, why push so hard?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did she really need to go all out for a performance?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a fleeting moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dangerous thought flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he took advantage of her now...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wouldn’t the Obsidian King become the biggest cuckold in history?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian imagined Evan’s expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That hit the spot - just enough. Not bad at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, a quick jerk moved his head sideways.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fighting the main character for a woman’s attention ended badly every time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bending low, he eased Selene up onto his shoulders. Then she settled into place behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body touched his, then everything stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A warmth, impossible to ignore, leaned into his spine - his body reacted before he could stop it. A quiet tremor ran through him then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fingers grazed just below his collar, her arms draping slow across his shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp tang of liquor tangled through the air, laced by something softer. That sweetness curled close, a whisper of petals barely held together. It pulled at memory without asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft press of her face, leaning on him near the collarbone. The fabric of his shirt brushed her skin, quiet and still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost asleep, she let out a mumbled sound while pulling closer without thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t seductive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was... vulnerable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The music behind them continued to throb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neon lights blurred in his vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time that night—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt something dangerously close to hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>",1135,"2026-05-30T15:14:54.973Z","2026-06-01T04:31:33.482Z",1,"novelbin.me","33540e5dd057f84722d2984da0671f75058dd8d5128d4f4c6f1155ae50a7822b","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-37","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-35",232,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-cover.jpg"]