[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-villainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each":3,"chapter-villainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-villainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-chapter-70":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Villainess X Villain: They are obsessed with each other!",{"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},1873661,2480,"Chapter 70 -: 69 Julius’s Pridicament![Bonus - ]","villainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-chapter-70",70,"\u003Cp>Julius walked through the dark underground corridor, still wearing his creepy white mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t stop grinning under it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn, my acting is getting better and better!\" he muttered happily to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He replayed the moment in his head, Rosalina’s \"Rose Petal Eyes\" activating, her red pupils glowing, then vanishing in a blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, Mary (or what looked like Mary) stabbed straight through his stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth? Total illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had swapped the real sword for a fake one made of light and shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stab was fake. The blood gushing out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mostly goat blood he had hidden in a small pouch under his robes, just enough real mess to fool everyone when the illusion faded later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rose’s win in the Student Council President election is 100% certain now,\" he said with a satisfied chuckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I made her look like a benevolent hero who saved everyone... and turned Alia, the strongest candidate, into a burden who almost got everyone killed. Perfect setup.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"ROARRRR!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep, angry roar shook the walls from outside, followed by the sounds of explosions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius tilted his head and smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow, they’re really going at it out there, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was the academy fighting?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An illusory version of a dragon, the same trash monster that was killed by the trash protagonist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It only had 10% of the real thing’s power, but even that weak copy was at Void Core stage of Bodily Ascension (early Domain Manifestation of Soul Ascension level).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And guess what? No one currently at the academy had reached Void Core stage yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’re going to have a really hard time stopping it,\" Julius muttered, almost laughing. \"Good luck, everyone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept walking toward a heavy door at the end of the corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So now... my last job is to steal the Divination Board and hand it over to Uriel. He needs it for his future predictions!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius smirked wider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This whole crazy plan, the past four months of setup, the saint trial, the fake attack, everything, had two big goals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First: Get his avatar to become the Saint and awaken the Mind’s Eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That special power could only come from being the Saint of Benigore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the one thing that could finally let him counter the Hero’s regression tricks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second: Grab the Divination Board, a super-rare artifact that could help greatly in divinations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But stealing it normally? Impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were three Void Core stage powerhouses at the academy right now, plus tons of Spirit Core stage professors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius was only at Arcane Core level, one serious spell from any of them would turn him into dust a hundred times over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he got creative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He used the Saint Trial to pull attention away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he staged the attack on his own avatar during the trial, knowing the church wasn’t allowed to fight back themselves during the sacred event.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had no choice but to beg the academy for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And boom, the three strongest people left immediately to protect the Holy Empire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That left the academy wide open... except for the Spirit Core professors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they were now busy fighting the \"summoned\" dragon illusion outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius reached the door and placed a hand on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The road is finally clear,\" he whispered with a wicked grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughed in pure ecstasy as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He unfolded it carefully, revealing the exact magic circle Rosalina had drawn just yesterday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An impressed smirk spread across his lips under the mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can’t believe she... just like that, she—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a sharp, ice-cold feeling stabbed straight into his heart, pure, life-threatening danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His golden eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blinked hard and started to turn around, instincts screaming at him to look behind—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But right at that instant, his vision blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood trickled from the corners of his eyes, warm and sticky, running down his cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His legs wobbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, without warning, a vision slammed into his mind like a movie reel playing at full speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I only explained the basic idea... and she just... boom! Created this masterpiece.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zaaxi...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oriana 6... 9th Raiga...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"T-2... Shale... Gaino...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So this is the Divination Board... huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*BOOM!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So the intel was right! Someone really was after the Divination Board. You even orchestrated the whole chaos outside.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Professor Ignel?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fire Fist!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me see who you are!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"J-Julius...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one overwhelming rush, every single thing that would happen in the next 20 minutes flooded his brain, clear, vivid, unstoppable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trap waiting in the room. The professor closing in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his mask would be ripped off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The look on their faces when they realized it was him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huff... huff... huff... huff... huff!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius dropped to his knees. His whole body was soaked in cold sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The paper slipped from his shaking fingers and fluttered to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing came in short, panicked gasps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But... how...\" he muttered, voice cracking with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How did they know... that I would come here to steal the Divination Board?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His golden eyes, still leaking thin trails of blood, stared at the door ahead like it had betrayed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panic clawed up his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had planned everything perfectly. Every detail. Every distraction. Every fake-out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet... they knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart hammered so hard it hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time in months, Julius felt something he hadn’t felt in a long time, real fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat dripped from his chin onto the stone floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius slammed his fist against the cold stone wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fuck it all!!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shout echoed down the empty underground corridor, raw, furious, desperate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat dripped from his forehead, mixing with the thin trails of blood still leaking from the corners of his golden eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He breathed hard, chest heaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huff... huff... huff!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything—\"everything\"— had been for this exact moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had spent four months scheming, manipulating, lying, hurting himself, hurting others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He set up the Saint Trial distraction. He staged the attack on his own avatar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled strings across the entire continent of Alasker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He endured the soul-splitting pain of gouging out your own eyes with countless cuts all over his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even let Rosalina \"stab\" him in front of thousands just to sell the act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All so he could slip in here, the academy’s most secure, most forgotten underground vault, and steal the Divination Board.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now... a vision showed him getting caught in the next 20 minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it all!\" he snarled, sliding down the wall until he sat on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I prepared \"everything\"... but why the fuck?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clutched his head, fingers digging into his blonde hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This place was supposed to be perfect. Buried deep. Rarely visited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During a massive attack like the one raging outside, with a Void Core-level dragon illusion tearing up the surface, no sane professor would leave the fight to come check on some dusty old artifact room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet... they knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius forced himself to take slower breaths. In... out... in... out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay... let’s think this through.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at the door ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he ran now,withdrew, escaped through one of the hidden tunnels, he could probably make it out alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the pain, all the sacrifices, all the blood and illusions and fake deaths... gone. Wasted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And worse, the protagonist would get it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That smiling, loved-by-everyone golden boy would swoop in after \"saving\" the academy, get praised as the hero, and walk away with the Divination Board as his shiny reward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Julius did the same things as the protagonist it wouldn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he wasn’t the protagonist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world didn’t love him like that. The difference was subtle... but massive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius’s hands shook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What should I do...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had maybe 15–17minutes left before the vision came true, before Professor Ignel (or whoever) burst in, saw through his mask, and ended everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Run... and lose it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stay... and risk getting caught red-handed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the paper in his hand, Rosalina’s perfect circle, drawn just for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at his own trembling, blood-streaked hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a slow, dangerous smile crept back onto his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fuck running!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed himself to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn’t come this far to quit now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His golden eyes, still leaking tiny drops of blood, burned with mad determination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll take it. I’ll steal it...I refuse to let my plan go to waste!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>______\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A\u002FN\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you want more Chapters, then please kindly use your power stones and golden tickets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank you!❤️\u003C\u002Fp>",1434,"2026-06-10T05:56:22.118Z",1,"novelbin.me","65a7903b62aa29c6d04ee873a3b0a1a53f887e47eb35c320883c47a059722d3a","villainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-chapter-130","villainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-chapter-129",220,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillainess-x-villain-they-are-obsessed-with-each-cover.jpg"]