[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam":3,"chapter-young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-118":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Young Master's PoV: Woke Up As A Villain In A Game One Day",{"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},500520,755,"Chapter 118 Highest Treason [II]","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-118",118,"\u003Cp>I let out a quiet sigh and tossed the gun away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, I looked at the corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High Priest Bowden lay sprawled on the blood-slicked floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body was still warm, but his face was frozen in the kind of expression most people only make once in their lives — right before they die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His final moment, captured forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was almost poetic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except I wasn't feeling particularly poetic right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stared at him for a long moment. Then, sighing again, I crouched down and grabbed his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heavy bastard,\" I muttered while struggling to lift him up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guy was deadweight — and I meant literally. Also, dragging him wasn't exactly appealing. But I didn't have a choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your next read awaits at My Virtual Library Empire\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The treasure room's entrance was locked behind a three-factor biometric authentication system. Retina scan. Vein pattern recognition. DNA verification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A level of security that bordered on paranoia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately for Bowden, he was the key.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I reached into my pocket and pulled out a clean cloth. No way was I touching his blood-soaked robes with my bare hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With some effort, I hoisted him onto my back like a grotesque backpack as his limbs swung limply by my sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was unpleasant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was also necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I started walking toward the underground entrance, stepping over bodies and walking around pools of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The metallic floor was slick in places. I had to be careful not to slip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I also couldn't afford to waste time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood doesn't stop flowing immediately after death. From zero to five minutes, it still moves in the body due to residual pressure in the veins and arteries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I needed to get Bowden to the underground floor within that timeframe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because if the blood stopped flowing in his veins, the security system's liveness detection would determine him dead — and the biometric locks wouldn't open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So I hurried as much as I could without losing my footing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at all the gore, I felt sick to my stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I had a feeling that while this was my first time wading through the aftermath of a bloody massacre, it wasn't going to be my last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reaching the reinforced door that led downstairs, I pressed Bowden's palm against the biometric panel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scanner beeped, processing his fingerprints. A moment later, a dull click sounded and the lock disengaged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door hissed open, revealing a well-lit stairwell descending to the lowest floor of the bunker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I adjusted my grip on Bowden's corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, letting out a tired sigh, I started walking down the stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>•••\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The underground floor was colder than the bunker above. The air was still and undisturbed, carrying the faint scent of dust and metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was standing in a narrow corridor right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very end of this corridor, bathed in dim emergency lighting, there was the entrance to the treasure room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To get inside, you had to pass through a thick titanium door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only way to open it was through a biometric panel mounted on the wall beside it, equipped with three different types of scanners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were security measures in place for anyone dumb enough to try brute-forcing their way inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Just like Michael did in the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he found this bunker — and the treasure room — by accident, he had no way to bypass the biometric authentication.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, he did what any dumbass would do. He used his Demonic Sword, and after a little effort, he managed to carve a hole in the titanium door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment he stepped inside, he was bombarded by lasers, turrets, and force field traps. He only survived thanks to his plot armor and his absurdly high strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any normal [C-rank] Awakened dumb enough to try and break through would either die or be chased away by the security measures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Actually, a normal [C-rank] Awakened wouldn't even be able to get through that titanium door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael only managed because his Demonic Sword was a powerful artifact — one that could cut through almost anything, as long as he could supply it with enough Essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could maybe use my innate power to bend the metal and create an opening, but I wasn't strong enough to deal with the security measures inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which was why I needed Bowden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let out a breath and adjusted the High Priest's dead body on my back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, old man. Time to be useful one last time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stepped forward and positioned his face in front of the retinal scanner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft whir filled the air as the machine activated. A thin red light flickered across his lifeless eye, scanning for identification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second later, a monotone voice rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«Retina scan complete. Identification: High Priest Bowden. Access level confirmed.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shifted, adjusting his arm to press his palm against the vein scanner. As I did, I gently squeezed his wrist a few times to stimulate blood flow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another beep. Another confirmation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, I retrieved a small knife from my pocket and made a shallow incision on his fingertip. A bead of blood welled up as I pressed it against the DNA scanner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A final chime resounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>«All authentication factors confirmed. Access granted.»\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a deep mechanical groan, the titanium door began to slide open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shook my head. \"Paranoid bastard.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who the hell keeps this level of security in a treasure room?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Okay, most people do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if Bowden had made it just a little easier for burglars to break into, he'd still be alive. I would've just stolen everything I needed and left without orchestrating such an intricate plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no. He had to be difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, in the end, I had to kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My thoughts were interrupted as the door slid open completely revealing the treasure room beyond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing I saw were rows of storage containers lining the walls, each marked with security codes and caution symbols.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some held weapons. Some held artifacts. Some held things I had no intention of opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, I saw gold. Jewels. Relics. Stacks of rare artifacts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at the very center it, secured in a heavily locked case sealed with shimmering runes, was what I had come for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Divine Sword Aurieth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let Bowden's body slump to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a small smirk, I stepped into the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…And immediately started squealing like a lunatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wheeeee! Whooohooo! Booyaaa!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I threw my hands up in the air and ran around the chamber like I'd just been declared king of the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The amount of gold in this room was ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, really!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could swim in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…And so I did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I dove into the pile of gold, running my hands through the cold metal, letting it spill between my fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I literally swam in gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I got bored of that, I put on every piece of shiny jewelry that caught my eye and used my innate power to create a golden crown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, I placed the crown on my head like a true king.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, I took some selfies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a split second, I had the not-so-brilliant idea of uploading those pictures on my social media.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, common sense returned, and I discarded that thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…But it would've been cool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few minutes of playing around, I started to lose interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I guess it's finally time to do some work,\" I sighed one more time, stretching as I walked up to the secured case at the center of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a tall locker made of all-black steel. Shimmering runes were engraved across its surface, glowing with a faint violet hue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These runes made it nearly impossible to break open — unless you were a [B-rank] Awakened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, I had already taken the key from Bowden before I killed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I pulled it out and slid it into the keyhole. A quiet click echoed as the locker door swung open without any issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, resting on a velvet pedestal, was the Divine Sword Aurieth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It gleamed like it was made of gold — not the dull, tarnished gold of old relics, but a brilliant, almost ethereal glow as if the metal itself was infused with light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade was long and wickedly sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its hilt was wrapped in dark leather that was a stark contrast to the shiny blade, and its crossguard flared outward in jagged spikes, resembling the cruel rays of a burning sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the center of the crossguard was a hollow circle. And intricate runes were etched along the length of the blade, creating a mesmerizing pattern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn't contain my smile as I reached out and wrapped my fingers around the hilt of the greatsword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lifting it from the pedestal, I immediately noticed that it was heavier than it looked, yet perfectly balanced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raised it slightly and admired its craftsmanship for a few minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, I wished I had a [Appraisal] Card in my Arsenal so that I could inspect the sword's enchantments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I glanced around. The treasure room was filled with plenty of artifacts, but there were no Cards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahh, I guess I'll appraise it after I get back to the Academy,\" I shrugged before moving on to open the other lockers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wasn't here just for the sword — though that had been the main reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somewhere in this room, there was something else I needed. A pile of Essence Stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Syndicate had sent all this gold, these weapons, these artifacts — everything — to the High Priest so he could amass an army for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for an army to wield these artifacts, they needed Essence Stones. Well, at least the mundane people did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Awakened could imbue artifacts with their own Essence, but even they needed Essence Stones to level up their Soul Rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Basically, Essence Stones were the single most important resource for any military force in this day and age.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aha!\" Just as I expected, inside one of the lockers that I had casually sliced open with my new sword — I found three large duffle bags filled with high-quality, premium-grade Essence Stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They shimmered like polished gemstones, each one unique in shape, size, and color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh.\" I grinned, then frowned. \"Now, how am I going to carry all this back with me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I glanced around. There had to be a spatial storage artifact somewhere in this room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was one that I knew of — the leather fanny pack strapped to the High Priest's belt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, it was custom-made for him. Only he could operate it. And now that he was dead, no one else could use it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe a highly skilled artificer could find a way to bypass that restriction. But I didn't know how.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant I had to find another storage artifact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn't take long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I found one tucked away in another locker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a robe. A very unconventional for a storage artifact, honestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most storage artifacts were bags or caskets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this robe's inner pocket was linked to a small interdimensional storage space, making it capable of holding a number of items.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was even wide enough to store my sword. Maybe. I had to try.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nodded in satisfaction. \"This'll do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quickly, I stuffed all the Essence Stones into the robe's pocket, then wore it over my shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I even stuffed in as much gold as I could in it — until the small storage dimension inside was completely full.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once I made sure I wasn't forgetting to take anything important, I left the treasure room and headed out of the bunker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On my way out, I noticed the young boy I had pinned to the ground with a sword earlier. He was still unconscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had made a deal with the High Priest that I wouldn't kill him, and I intended to keep my word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, I wasn't worried about him. I had already informed the Academy about this place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, officials would arrive to clean up the mess — and arrest him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, they would turn him over to the Central Monarch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he had served as the High Priest's informant, he had to know something about the Syndicate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Central Monarch would be very interested in hearing what he had to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe she'd torture him. Maybe she'd use other methods to extract the truth from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either way, once he talked, one thing was certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would be executed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So there was no reason for me to break my end of the deal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I also noticed the monk staff that the High Priest had used to suppress the Overlord's power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, I considered taking it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then I decided against it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had two reasons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, there was no space left in my robe's pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second, while that shakujō was a powerful artifact capable of suppressing an Awakened's Origin Card… I was an Awakened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant that if I ever had to use it, it would suppress my own powers as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That made it useless to me in any real battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was fine, however. I had already gotten everything I had come to Ishtara for.\u003C\u002Fp>",2205,"2026-05-30T12:03:22.767Z","2026-06-01T04:31:10.979Z",1,"novelbin.me","4987f7c8f4dbe60ec1c2f5c5041c596c7c021a548c3b6fe41432b05aa5d5c064","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-119","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-117",407,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fyoung-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-cover.jpg"]