[{"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-394":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},500496,755,"Chapter 394: Return To Earth [II]","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-394",394,"\u003Cp>I exhaled quietly, watching the whole exchange unfold like some kind of slow-burning disaster. Still, somehow, this was the most peaceful moment I had been a part of all day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I realized then that I genuinely liked these guys, despite the unmitigated chaos they tended to bring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vince took a sip of his dark coffee, then set the cup down with a quietclink. \"Jokes aside, the political situation is shifting fast. And for the worse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That immediately pulled the room back into focus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ray wiped his face after he stole a few spoonfuls of my ice cream while I was distracted. He thought I hadn’t noticed. I definitely had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah,\" he said. \"The Southern Prince’s move was too intentional not to be calculated. He knew Duke Arthur would never back down, even with the threat of starting a war with a Monarch hanging over his head. But you’ve gotta hand it to the man, he really is something.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I suppressed a huff. I’d had my suspicions but, as it turned out, Ray actuallywasa fanboy of my father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I think I should head back home before returning to the Academy.\" Vince’s tone was layered with a cocktail of so many complicated emotions I couldn’t have been able to name them all even if I was given a whole day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked sad yet hopeful, torn yet determined — agitated like he was standing at the cusp of a decision he couldn’t quite walk away from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could guess what was eating at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to check on his siblings, maybe even introduce himself to them properly this time, but he didn’t have the resolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he couldn’t bring himself to leave for the Academy without seeing them at least once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I actually felt a little bad for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Same,\" Ray nodded along, lost in his own thoughts. \"I should head back home first, too. My father is probably losing his mind over all this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Understandable. Ray was an illegitimate son, but he still belonged to a Ducal household — one that could very well get dragged into the upcoming war by siding with the Southern Prince.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, since the Absbergs governed the East along with the Wayforges, it wasn’t far-fetched to assume that they could send their troops toIron Heightin order to support their fellow Ducal house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So in reality, they could end up participating in both fronts of the war my family was a part of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, Ray reallydidneed to go back and assess the political stance of his household.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait,\" Kang frowned. \"What exactly does your father do, Ray?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ray looked up in silence, then gave a noncommittal shrug. \"Nothing important. He’s just a government worker.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Technically, a Dukeisa government worker. So, not a lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexia, now finished with her orange juice, lounged back comfortably. \"I, personally, will just make a run for the Academy as soon as I’m out of here. My father will be doing everything in his power to catch me while he still can, so I won’t give him the satisfaction. To hell with the politics.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goodness. I wished I had that kind of freedom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"On that note,\" Alexia’s sightless gray eyes drifted toward my general direction, \"do you have any idea when they’re letting us go, Sam?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nodded, then once again realized she couldn’t see the gesture and sighed. \"I asked my aunt. She said a few knights would escort us to Luxara tomorrow. From there, we can either be flown back to Apex or taken to the international travel permit office — our choice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, we all talked for a while longer... as Michael continued to sulk on the floor. Okay, even I was starting to pity the poor guy now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>•••\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evening fell soon enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I checked with Aunt Morgan to see if it was alright to invite everyone to the main mansion for dinner. She said that as long as they didn’t trigger a diplomatic incident, they were free to do whatever they wanted — provided I was with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I told her I’d try to keep that in mind.Trybeing the keyword here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, we started making our way back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone exited the room one after another, until Juliana was the last to emerge from behind the dressing partition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...And when I saw her, a part of me was strangely disappointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You see, during the course of our journey, we obviously hadn’t had time for proper grooming. As a result, all the boys were now sporting unruly beards and stubble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girls, on the other hand, looked much better in comparison, except that their hair had grown unkempt and messy from neglect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana’s hair, however... had grown significantly longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She previously liked to keep it short, around the base of her neck. But by the time we had set sail across theLake of Grief, her snow-white curls had begun to reach the ends of her shoulder blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She always looked particularly good with long hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t know why I thought she was going to keep it that way. I didn’t even know why I felt disappointed when I saw she hadn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Apparently, she had trimmed it back to its original length.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Short hair still looked good on her, with perfect bangs framing her face, bringing out the enchanting sharpness of her cold blue eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Itreallydid look good. But... I don’t know...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was probably staring at her, because she wiggled an eyebrow at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And like an idiot, I blurted out, \"You trimmed your curls? I liked your long hair more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Instead of replying, Juliana just gave me one of those cold stares of hers that I realized she hadn’t given me in a very long time — the stare that had a sharp edge to it, making the person on the receiving end feel like a blade was pressed against their throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the tense silence that followed, I waited for a retort, some sort of sharp-tongued jab about my sudden interest in her aesthetics, or even a dismissive roll of her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t give me either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana just shifted on her feet and walked straight past me, leaving only the soft scuff of her boots against the floor behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t look back, she didn’t even acknowledge that I’d spoken. She simply vanished through the doorway, her freshly shorn hair swaying slightly as she left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stood there, rooted to the spot. There was a twisting ache in my chest, like my heart was being wrenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was that stare? Why did she look at me like that? I didn’t like that look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And seriously, what was wrong with me? I liked your long hair more? Who the fuck says that to a girl?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My chest started feeling even tighter. It was probably nothing... just the lingering stress of the journey. Or grief for the ice cream Ray stole. Yeah, definitely the ice cream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I looked at the empty doorway and wondered if I had offended her...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, Juliana wasn’t the type to beoffendedin the traditional sense of the word. She usually just retaliated or sabotaged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the way she ignored me just now was... so cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like I had lost some kind of progress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I really,reallydidn’t like that look.\u003C\u002Fp>",1213,"2026-05-30T12:03:22.768Z","2026-06-01T04:31:10.979Z",1,"novelbin.me","1b6fccacbbce5db6e04674a9eca5ea1da2d77269910da4241441dcf326824c81","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-395","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-393",407,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fyoung-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-cover.jpg"]