[{"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-47":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},500699,755,"Chapter 47 Freshers Party [I]","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-47",47,"\u003Cp>There were a few more events after the Award Ceremony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After my concluding speech, the Grandmaster took his leave. He seemed a bit shaken — perhaps he was deeply moved by my words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, that must have been it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, the Cadet Council appeared to escort us on a grand tour of the Apex Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To prevent overcrowding in the walkways, we were divided into small groups. Each group was led by a member of the Council.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My own group was under the guidance of none other than the Council President herself, Vereshia Morrigan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boys around me couldn't peel their eyes off her, admiring her chilling beauty with such fervor that it bordered on worship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, really!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stared at her like pilgrims gazing upon a goddess. I half-expected one of them to drop to their knees before her and start praying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the girls were also caught somewhere between envy and grudging awe. They wanted to hate her but just couldn't bring themselves to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But regardless of their feelings, everyone in her presence seemed tense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vereshia's aura was magnetic yet indisputably unnerving, like a siren song laced with danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her presence wasn't as profound and influencing as some of the strong Instructors, but it still held an edge — like a blade pressed against your neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like you were at her mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every third-year Cadet was strong. I've noticed that. After all, they had gone through countless missions and slayed numerous abominations to reach their final academic year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Vereshia Morrigan was just on a different level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything about her – from the graceful way she walked to the sharp confidence she carried herself with – screamed authority and elegance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Anyway, she professionally ignored our venerated and cautious gazes, and led us through the vast academy campus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As we walked, she narrated every detail of our surroundings with the precision of someone who knew the Academy like the back of her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She then slowed down the tour and told us a bit about what was on some of the Orbiting Islands that was worth taking note of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each Orbiting Island served a different purpose and housed unique facilities — specialized training grounds, secluded reading halls, combat zones for testing mettle, and the Archives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She described the Archives as a library so massive that it could easily shadow a small town in scale. It was big enough to hold millions of books, records, and data drives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some islands were restricted, reserved only for Cadets in the top ten ranking or members of some Elite Units and Prestigious Societies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that didn't mean the top ten Cadets could go anywhere they wished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, even the top ten Cadets were barred from entering certain places, like the uppermost floor of the Apex Tower — a sanctum exclusively for the Cadet Council.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, the crowning island that floated directly atop the Apex Tower wasn't welcoming even to the Cadet Council.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the Grandmasters and a chosen few were permitted to set foot in it. But since no one knew who those chosen few were, it might very well be a myth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, I knew it wasn't.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I kept my mouth shut and kept walking while listening to Vereshia's explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tour went on for four, maybe five hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time it concluded, every first-year Cadet was drained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why wouldn't we be? We'd been asked to come here sharply at six in the morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, the sun hung high above us in the middle of the sky, casting its merciless heat as the clock struck one in the afternoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, it was already one in the afternoon, and we were starving!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least I was!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, the Academy had thought of it beforehand and arranged a welcome banquet in our honor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an all-you-can-eat brunch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Main Island of the Ascent Isles was a self-sustaining city designed with concentric rings of sleek, futuristic architecture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between these rings lay patches of vibrant paradise known as the Sky Gardens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These gardens were not just simple parks. No, they were masterpieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Imagine sprawling terraces filled with lush greenery, cascading waterfalls that seemed to pour from the heavens, and crystalline ponds reflecting light like liquid gemstones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Imagine fragrant flowers blooming vibrantly under towering trees that swayed gently in the breeze, and winding pathways made of beautifully polished stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And amidst this greenery, lavish banquet stalls were set up for us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These stalls were decorated with the most exotic dishes from all around the world, crafted by some very highly renowned chefs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air was filled with the enticing aromas of spices, roasted meats, freshly baked bread, and a variety of other delicacies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vereshia guided us to one of these Sky Gardens, gestured toward the stalls, and invited us to indulge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And indulge we did!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I ran up to the stalls, grabbed a plate, and began piling it with reckless abandon — roasted meats, flaky pastries, steaming soup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I took basically anything I could get my hands on!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it was edible, it was mine!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was I behaving like a starving barbarian who'd just discovered civilization? Sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was I behaving worse than a poor peasant? No doubt about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in my defense, I was hungry! And I become a bit feral when I get hungry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While others were making the most of this gathering by socializing, I was single-handedly declaring war on the buffet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was wolfing down food with the urgency of someone who thought it might vanish at any second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time I polished off my first plate, I noticed a few Cadets staring at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their expressions ranged from mild revulsion to outright horror, as if they'd just witnessed a crime against table manners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gave them my most charming smile — one that would put even the most elegant nobles to shame — and then ran off to the dessert stalls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>•••\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahh, that was good!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I daintily patted the corner of my lips with a handkerchief as I moved away from the stalls, finally allowing the others to eat in peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I walked off, people frantically stepped back from me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their faces were contorted with unease, as though they feared I might eat them as well if they got too close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haah!\" I chuckled softly, making everyone flinch around me. Then, I looked back and sighed to myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana was silently trailing behind me. Actually, she had been silent ever since the conclusion of the Evaluation Exam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her silence wasn't obviously out of respect or even resignation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, it was sharp, cutting, and laced with simmering disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spoke to me only when it was absolutely necessary. Even then, her words were clipped and curt, and her tone was colder than ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Our longest conversation was when she told me that my speech was absurd and wrote me a new one without waiting for my approval.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from that, she'd been totally quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I knew the reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was because I had used her against Michael.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because I sacrificed her like a pawn on a chessboard, coldly and without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, Juliana understood her role all too well. She wasn't foolish enough to think I wouldn't use her in battle, nor did she expect otherwise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What truly unsettled her was the reminder of the chains — the invisible, suffocating bindings that tied her life to my will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The BloodWorm in her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Juliana was someone who cherished her freedom above all else, second only to her all-consuming desire for revenge against my father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forcing a girl like that into servitude was bound to have consequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I saw it in the tension of her movements and heard it in the brittle silence that clung to her. She loathed the fact that she was chained to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps even more than she loathed me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn't just angry because I'd sacrificed her against Michael for my victory — though she certainly was, let there be no mistake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What truly disgusted her was the glaring reminder that her life was not her own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hated the chains. And because I wielded them, she hated me too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed again and looked ahead…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only to come face to face with none other than Vereshia Morrigan. We were about to collide, but I managed to stop just in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaking off the momentary awkwardness, I composed myself and gave a slight bow, as any nobleman would.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lady Vereshia,\" I greeted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lord Samael,\" she responded with a warm smile, extending her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I took her hand with a gentle grip and kissed it — or rather, kissed the thumb I had pressed above her fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In my tradition, it wasn't customary to kiss a lady's hand directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I straightened, I saw Vereshia's smile stiffen ever so slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why? Well, because in her culture, it was, in fact, customary to kiss a lady's hand directly. Anything less was a mild slight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, there was no way I wouldn't have known this. But I still put my own customs above hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't something that should offend anyone, but we high-nobles were notoriously easy to offend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of us would hang a peasant for simply breathing too loudly around us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, if Vereshia took offense, she didn't let it show on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her smile brightened instead, and without a word, she turned and began walking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Ah?\" I hesitated for a moment before quickly catching up to walk beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's so good seeing you, Lord Samael,\" she started in a polite tone that's often used for small talk among colleagues. \"By the way, I don't believe we've met in person before?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The pleasure is all mine, Lady Vereshia,\" I replied with a nod. \"And no, we haven't. Though I did see you from afar last year when I visited the Southern Safe-Zone for… uh, something. Can't quite remember.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She chuckled lightly. \"Was it for the Ravecrest wedding?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I snapped my fingers. \"Oh, right! The Ravecrest wedding. Gods, it was so awful that my mind just blocked it out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, realizing what I'd just said, I coughed awkwardly. \"Ah, no offense, of course! I'm sure if your family had been involved, it would've been spectacular.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ravecrests were a Count family under the Morrigans, one of the Ducal clans in the South.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Insulting their vassals wasn't technically insulting Vereshia's family — but it wasn't very far from it, either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To my relief, Vereshia laughed a bit louder this time. \"Oh, the rumors about you were so true and so off at the same time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I frowned. Was that a compliment or an insult?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before I could press her on it, Vereshia pulled something from her pocket and held it out to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stared at it, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a… key? A perfectly ordinary key?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's this?\" I asked, taking it from her grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What does it look like?\" she replied, her lips twitching as if suppressing a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A key,\" I said flatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Exactly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gave her a deadpan look, and this time, she couldn't hold back her grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's the key to Dining Hall 12B,\" she explained. \"As the Ace of the first-years, it's your job to organize a freshers party for them. Tonight. Since classes will commence starting tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tonight?!\" I blurted out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait, I think I remember Michael having to do something similar in the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" she said matter-of-factly. \"The rest of the gentry, nobles, high-nobles, and alumni children will arrive this evening. Some have already started arriving. They'll be attending this event, so make it good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She patted my shoulder reassuringly. \"I'll have my Shadow send you a list of caterers and party managers we have in Ascent right now. Don't worry about funds — go all out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she walked off, she added over her shoulder, \"Oh, and isn't your twin sister joining the Academy as well? She'll be there too, so really, make it good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stood frozen for a moment. Then, slowly, I turned around and lobbed the key toward Juliana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She caught it with half-lidded eyes and an unimpressed expression, as if waiting for me to throw this responsibility on her face like I always do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do something, Juli. And don't embarrass me,\" I said without breaking stride, already walking away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, I had more pressing matters to attend to than managing a boring freshers party — like moving my luggage into a luxurious dorm.\u003C\u002Fp>",2082,"2026-05-30T12:03:22.485Z","2026-06-01T04:31:10.979Z",1,"novelbin.me","da9cd8ccdfea8d2bd21f6dd9fd42167219561ee931e1a9aedc6c406138168d77","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-48","young-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-chapter-46",407,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fyoung-master-s-pov-woke-up-as-a-villain-in-a-gam-cover.jpg"]