[{"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-82":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},560588,810,"Chapter 82: The Price of Survival","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-82",82,"\u003Cp>The Price of Survival\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ding. The host has successfully survived the West City Police Station plot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mechanical voice echoed inside Julian D’Aurelius’s mind just as the night wind swept across the quiet street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned back in the driver’s seat, cigarette smoke curling lazily around his sharp features.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the system continued—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Reward: Complete mastery of ancient martial art ’Favour Return Strike’ (one-time use).\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, he didn’t react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his face twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it, Tyrant System,\" he muttered under his breath. \"What’s the point of giving me one-time rewards every day? Why not just hand me a pair of disposable chopsticks?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clicked his tongue irritably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the system’s description, Favour Return Strike was an ancient martial technique built on a terrifying principle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Force against force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever attack struck him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could reflect it back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not equally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But doubled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If someone struck him with killing intent—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The backlash would return with twice the destructive power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In martial terms, it was absolute suppression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In real combat, it was lethal elegance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One-time use?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian exhaled sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Infuriating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because the host did not perfectly survive the plot,\" the Tyrant System replied calmly. \"You attracted the enmity of Obsidian Kings Evan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian’s expression darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wanted to survive perfectly,\" he muttered coldly. \"But damn it, the whole world is full of snitches.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flicked the cigarette away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The so-called perfect survival required invisibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But tonight?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had gained Evan’s hostility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That meant future trouble was guaranteed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Julian left—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan remained inside the office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlotte Bonds stood in front of him, teal eyes steady and cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, she placed handcuffs on his wrists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The metallic click echoed in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To her—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan was no different from a criminal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why would he be the boss behind Bear?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cuffs tightened around his wrists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan’s face remained calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost indifferent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But inside—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was burning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was one of the Obsidian Kings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man who commanded blood and loyalty in the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Handcuffs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A prisoner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he swallowed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had endured exile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had endured years of hidden struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He originally believed that with his \"relationship\" with Charlotte, it wouldn’t take long to resolve matters. Perhaps even a simple statement would free him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t officially tied to Bear Group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was merely the hidden boss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Lunar Citadel exploded into scandal—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no legal thread tying him directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Charlotte refused to release him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Insisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Probed for inconsistencies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted something from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she wouldn’t bend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t until noon the next day—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That a tall, striking woman walked into the West City Police Station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long black hair cascading down her back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bright black eyes sharp and intelligent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hamsa Jones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eldest daughter of the Jones family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beauty well-known in Valemont.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jones household had always been low-profile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But their strength rivaled the four major families.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were a branch of the powerful Jones lineage from Valcenza.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The matriarch of the Jones family once had ties with Evan’s master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Evan first arrived in Valemont, he visited the Jones household.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cured the matriarch’s illness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earned gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A powerful favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to use it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After being released, Evan’s expression was gloomy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Hamsa with forced gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, Miss Jones, for coming all this way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hamsa smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was my duty.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was polite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neutral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan hesitated briefly, then spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miss Jones... my friend was also detained because of this incident.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone carried a subtle plea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bear was still inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hamsa shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s nothing I can do about that. When it involves drugs, no one can interfere. I hope you understand, Mr. Evan. After all... this is Europe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her words were gentle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jones household had power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they would not touch something so troublesome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too much risk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too many eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan suppressed his frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright. I won’t trouble you further. I’ll visit the matriarch in a few days.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very well,\" Hamsa nodded. \"I have a meeting to attend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After getting into her car, she exhaled softly and shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her grandmother had said—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan was destined to be a true dragon among men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in her eyes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was ordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ambitious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not extraordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching her drive away—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dark glint flickered in Evan’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was she looking down on him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That cold indifference—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It irritated him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he conquered her—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she stood beneath him in power and submission—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would remind her who he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jones family would become his stepping stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Valcenza would be next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the following days—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan mobilized Bear Group’s connections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pulling strings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Making calls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to get Bear released.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But inside detention—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bear felt like he was rotting alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was bad enough the Lunar Citadel incident had exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the police searched his residence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they found it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The victim’s hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hidden carelessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damning evidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The situation escalated instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight of the case crushed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was truly finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A week later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan finally secured visitation rights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Bear heard that the Obsidian Kings were coming—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His despair turned into excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Obsidian Kings were omnipotent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Evan was here—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was brought into the visitation room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick glass separated them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bear’s eyes were red with anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Master Evan!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan sat calmly behind the glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have good news,\" Evan said slowly, \"and bad news. Which one do you want first?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bear swallowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The good news?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I hired a lawyer. We negotiated a reduced sentence.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hope ignited in Bear’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And the bad news?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan’s expression remained unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even with the reduced sentence... you’ll still have about twenty years left.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words landed like a death sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A lifetime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind bars.\u003C\u002Fp>",1006,"2026-05-30T15:14:55.253Z","2026-06-01T04:31:33.482Z",1,"novelbin.me","0a3829e8bce8ab270335d61dd37037cacf155c7737819abe51e5efc548325dd5","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-83","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-81",232,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-cover.jpg"]