Erotic RPG: I am in the Game world, But My Heroines are Villainesses



Inside the office, bathed in an atmosphere of calmness and wisdom, Dean Seraphina Riftwind and student Callius found themselves engaged in a silent exchange. The room exuded an air of reverence, with its elegantly arranged bookshelves, intricate tapestries, and the soft glow of enchantments woven into the very fabric of the office.

Callius, a young man with a head of black hair, observed his surroundings with a curious expression, his eyes wandering from the magic faculty's dean to the view outside the window, which offered a majestic vista of the academy grounds below. He couldn't help but appreciate the attention to detail and the sense of accumulated knowledge that permeated the room. 

As Seraphina gracefully made her way to her seat, her eyes briefly flickered with a mix of contemplation and familiarity, a testament to the experiences that had shaped her into the vice-headmaster of the academy. Her measured steps and poised demeanor spoke volumes about her position and the respect she commanded.

"You may sit, student Callius," she gestured, her voice carrying a gentle authority that echoed throughout the office. Her gaze, however, momentarily shifted to the window, allowing her thoughts to drift for a brief moment, remembering the scene that had just taken place in the lands of the academy.

Callius, understanding the underlying meaning behind the dean's simple action, took a seat, acknowledging her authority while maintaining a calm exterior. 'Even though you are showing off your authority, I won't resist you for now.' He recognized that Seraphina's role as vice-headmaster was not merely a title but an experience that came from dealing with such situations for a long time. His mind remained sharp, aware that the reason she had called him was not one to be taken lightly.

"Thank you, Vice Headmaster," Callius replied, his voice composed and respectful. He chose not to resist the gesture of sitting, knowing that compliance in this instance did not equate to subservience. 'In the end, I don't need to make everyone in this world my enemy.' He thought, focusing on the woman in front of him with a calm expression, not showing any signs of excitement.

Her back which was covered with an elegant robe made of the finest and most mysterious fabric in this world, filled with the emblems and symbols of ancient civilizations. Her silver hair flowed through her waist and cascaded in silky waves, with the color of blue could be seen in the midst of silver like a shiny lake in the middle of the moon.

As they faced each other in the tranquil office, the atmosphere inside the room was slightly heavy as Seraphina refused to talk. Her gaze watching the students walking in the lands of the world underneath the window as if they were little ants, had emotions that were hard to convey with words.

'Now, you are trying to make me feel uncomfortable with the silence….. Such a sad thing that I am mostly alone.' Callius thought as he just waited for the big fish to spill the beans.

"Student Callius….." Seeing her little trick was not going to work with the young man in front of her; she decided to finish the silence as she was still looking from the window. "Do you know why my office is so high?"

Hearing this, Callius was momentarily surprised. "Is it because you love to see people from above?" Answering her question with another, Callius masked his surprise.

"Ha-ha…. This answer is just like you." Seraphina answered as a small smile bloomed on her serious face. "But, you are wrong." Her words containing a slight tingle of sadness, spilled from her mouth. 

Seeing the expression on her face, Callius kept silent as he listened to the words flowing out of her mouth. 'I wonder where will you come to?' He thought, trying to predict what kind of conversation would unfold here.

"It is because it helps me remember that even all those people that look so small have a life and place in this world, which has the chance to affect others." Turning her head towards Callius, after retreating her gaze from the window, she kept talking. "Some would have to fight from the moment they are born; some would live rather a comfortable and simple life. But, in the end, all those people entering this place has one thing in common." Stopping at that moment, like she was expecting him to finish, Seraphina looked into Callius' eyes, as her amethyst eyes were now measuring his response.

"They are all unique talents that are in the tiniest proportion of people in this world," Callius answered as he met the gaze of the vice-headmaster without backing away.

"That is correct. Then, what do you think would happen when someone from this academy graduates and enters the population outside?" Seraphina prompted.

"They would receive an immense amount of offers and opportunities from outside," Callius responded, as his gaze followed the gaze of Seraphina, switching to the table on the wall. 'Table of heroes, huh?' He thought, remembering the names from the game and from the lore of this world. "But, I disagree with the conclusion you are about to come at." Continuing his words as he turned his gaze from the table shown here, he once again locked his eyes with Seraphina Riftwind.

"Ho? You disagree…." Hearing this, Seraphina was slightly surprised. "Why?" She asked, not beating around the bush.

"It relies on my ideology. Just because someone has talents and has the potential to become a great person does not mean they should be freed from the consequences of their actions, regardless of the possibility of them saving humanity or helping humanity in the future. I don't care about what they could do or what they can do. In my world, actions talk, not the mere potential they unfold." He said as he made his point. 

"I won't back down when a person that would save the world in the future challenges me. I will neither show any mercy nor stop my path. I will keep moving forward." He concluded his words as he remembered certain someone that had a certain role in this world….

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