[{"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-30":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},500682,755,"Chapter 30 Making Profit [II]","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-30",30,"\u003Cp>Juliana stood amidst the swirling dust, her cold eyes fixed on the massive figure in front of her — a burly cadet wielding a warhammer nearly as large as she was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around her, the battlefield was a choir of violence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Explosions echoed in the distance, screams and battle cries rising above the clashing of steel. The air was thick with the scent of ash and smoke, of blood and gore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, Juliana remained untouched and unaffected by it all, as though the very chaos surrounding her was beneath her notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In front of her, the burly cadet swung his warhammer in wide, brutal arcs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each swing cut through the air with terrifying force, creating strong gusts of wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stray strikes against the ground left deep cracks in the concrete. The sheer strength behind his attacks was undeniable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, he was battling two other cadets — a wiry boy with lightning dancing at his fingertips, and a red-haired girl launching bursts of flame from her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her, two more stood — a petite girl with oversized glasses on her small face and a staff in hand, and a thin boy with a long dagger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl was a healer capable of mending small wounds, and the boy could move short distances with incredible speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were some of the people Juliana had \"befriended\" in the dorms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But, of course, they weren't actually her friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana didn't make friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Friendship implied equality, trust, and mutual care — things she found laughable, childish even.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people around her were not her equal, to begin with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were just there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were hers, simply hers, to take, to mold, to bend, to manipulate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their purpose was singular — to serve her whims, to be used and discarded at her convenience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren't allies. They weren't comrades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were her pawns. They were her puppets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were her pets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were useful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially these guys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since these guys had been friends before coming to the Academy, they shared a close bond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana couldn't care less about their pathetic personal lives, but it made them a good team on the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, they were fighting against the warhammer-wielding Cadet like a single, cohesive unit. Like a well-oiled battle machine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The healer stood at the back, providing support quietly, while the dagger-wielding boy darted in whenever there was a clear opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other two fought at the front, unleashing waves of electric shocks and fireballs to overwhelm their opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…But despite it all, it was Juliana who was feared the most here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't look like it at first glance, but the lithe, white-haired Shadow moved like a demoness from the depths of hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her swordsmanship was a thing of deadly beauty — every strike sharp and clinically precise, each movement as fluid as it was calculated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was always exactly where she needed to be, attacking from the enemy's blindspot, punishing any mistake they made, exploiting every weakness they had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was merciless. She was unforgiving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, she was slowly circling the burly cadet like a predator, her eyes cold and calculating as he blocked an attack from one of her \"allies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite his towering size, the warhammer Cadet was quick on his feet and strong as a moving mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above all else, he knew how to use his weapon well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swung his warhammer to deflect a fireball before kicking the wiry boy square in the chest, sending him crashing into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without pausing, he caught the red-haired girl by the throat, lifting her off her feet before slamming her into the ground with bone-rattling force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A net of cracks splintered across the concrete where she was violently chokeslammed, and one of her orbs shattered on impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clear that despite their strength, Juliana's teammates were mere distractions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were not a real threat to him — at best, a fleeting annoyance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They wouldn't last much longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Juliana didn't care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were serving their purpose, and their purpose was to serve her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her world, everything was a means to an end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she was that end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, another member of their group charged forward — the boy with the dagger. He wasn't able to accomplish much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His dagger barely grazed its target before the massive warhammer swept across the air and swatted him aside, sending him sprawling like an insect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though, that gave Juliana an opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, she darted forward, her rapier aimed at the warhammer Cadet's exposed side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He barely managed to turn, raising his massive weapon just in time to block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The impact sent a jarring tremor through her arm, but Juliana's expression remained as uncaring as ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn't even flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Cadet growled, swinging his warhammer in a wide arc, forcing her to step back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as he moved, the ground beneath them began to tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thirty minutes were over. The terrain was shifting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive stone pillars erupted from the ground all throughout the arena and the battlefield was reshaped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the pillars exploded from the earth directly behind the burly Cadet, throwing him off balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heavy footwork faltered for just a moment, but that was all Juliana needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips curled into a faint, cruel smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a flash, her rapier struck again, this time aiming for his inner thigh. The blade didn't pierce the skin, but it was enough to disrupt his stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using that opportunity, she slipped around him like a snake and struck a blow at the back of his knee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arghhh!\" He let out a roar of pain and started cursing as his leg buckled under him. \"You bitch! Do you even know who I am?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grip on the warhammer tightened as he swung it wildly, smashing it into a nearby pillar and sending huge chunks of stone flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm Bradly Stormwatch! Heir to the Stormwatch clan! Firstborn of Daniel Stormwatch, ruler of the four seas!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chunk of stone shot toward Juliana. She moved out of the way as swiftly as she could, but the edge grazed her side, cracking one of her orbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, it didn't break. The damage was far from lethal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk,\" she clicked her tongue in annoyance, calling out to her allies for support. \"Someone shut his mouth!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red-haired girl responded immediately, breathing a fireball at Bradley, who was still down on one knee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his warhammer in a futile attempt to block, but it was too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fireball exploded right in his face, sending him staggering back with a howl of frustration. \"Argaaah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana moved in to capitalize, her rapier moved in a blur as she unleashed a flurry of quick, lethal stabs and slashes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, Bradley's protective orbs shattered under the relentless assault — the first broke after just a few strikes, the second after a few more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The burly Cadet collapsed, writhing and heaving heavily on the ground in pain, barely able to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana raised her rapier, ready to deliver the final blow, but then abruptly paused as her cold gaze shifted to the red-haired girl in her party.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Finish him,\" she commanded, stepping back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These people were disposable, sure. But they were still useful for now. She needed to control them a while longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Control was a delicate balance of reward and punishment. Even the most loyal pets needed incentives to continue obeying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They needed direction, a firm hand to guide them, to remind them of their place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when they performed well, they deserved a treat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What about those who failed or outlived their usefulness? Well… they could be broken without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because in the end, they were all hers to break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red-haired girl grinned appreciatively, murmuring a word of thanks before moving to eliminate the burly Cadet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana, however, had already lost interest. Her eyes roamed the battlefield, searching for her next prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was at that moment she heard it…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahaha! Hahahaha! Ahahahaha!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana winced as that obnoxious, all-too-familiar laughter drilled into her ears, grating on her nerves like nails on a chalkboard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound was faint, as if coming from far away, slightly muffled by the cacophony of the chaos on the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was undeniably there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sighing, she slowly turned toward the distant noise, already regretting the decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Samael stood a dozen meters away, arms spread wide in a dramatic pose like he was the star of a movie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All around the arena, Cadets were locked in fierce combat, fighting tooth and nail for points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fighting to secure their place at the Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that guy? Oh, no.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Samael had… other priorities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell is that moron doing?\" Juliana squinted to see better, then immediately cringed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Apparently, Samael had turned a section of the ground around him into something resembling quicksand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several unfortunate Cadets flailed hopelessly in it, like toddlers trapped in a ball pit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some others had their arms or legs awkwardly fused into stone columns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…And there was even this one kid who looked like he was crucified on a pillar?! Huh?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole thing looked like an art exhibit gone horribly wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the actual hell?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How… how did he manage to do all that?\" she muttered, caught between disgust and reluctant admiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Samael surveyed his handiwork with the self-satisfaction of an artist admiring his new masterpiece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After his crazy laughter subsided, the golden-haired boy looked at the poor souls he had trapped and exclaimed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hear me, you filthy peasants! I am your god now! And guess what? I'm fresh out of mercy! If you don't want to be my next elimination, give me ten — no, scratch that — fifteen thousand Credits! Immediately!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana's jaw nearly dropped to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>W-Was he… extorting those people?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the middle of the exam, no less?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the fuck was wrong with him?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She blinked, her brain short-circuiting in a struggle to process the sheer absurdity of it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, and you! Yeah, you with the sword!\" Samael pointed at a trembling Cadet. \"Hand it over.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"B-But sir!\" The boy stammered, desperation clear in his voice. \"My father took out a massive loan to get me this sword! And my little sister has a chronic illness—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do I look like I care, boy?\" Samael cut him off with a deadpan snort. \"Listen here! There aren't enough languages on Earth to convey the amount of fucks I do not give for your sob story. Hand me the sword… or I'll rearrange your fucking face!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy, eyes brimming with tears, sobbed like a kicked puppy. In the end, he had no choice but to surrender the sword, sniffling pitifully as he did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My god,\" Juliana whispered, still staring at the scene in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And here she thought she was a bad person. But next to Samael, she was practically a benevolent saintess.\u003C\u002Fp>",1823,"2026-05-30T12:03:22.485Z","2026-06-01T04:31:10.979Z",1,"novelbin.me","dd81550b9394faa2becb247215db0a7818fbc6bbe24c10a9d12efeba996c2b8c","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-31","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-29",407,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fyoung-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-cover.jpg"]