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

Pride.

A common trait that many people have.

At the same time, a sin that belonged to the [Seven Deadly Sins].

It is a trait that everyone does have, and just like any other thing, it can become a weakness.

This is especially true for people who were always praised by those around them and raised in an environment where they were the stars.

"YOU BASTARD! WHAT DID YOU SAY!"

Just like the scene that was happening in front of the commotion.

As Emma and Celia cautiously approached the scene, they soon realized that the student being confronted was none other than Callius.

His black hair fluttered as his crimson eyes locked into the person before him. His almost perfect looks and the serious aura surrounding him always made it impossible to ignore his presence.

Even Emma and Celia, who had seen countless high-ranking aristocrats, knew his looks were incomparable.

However, even aside from his looks, there was one thing that stood out--his presence seemed to be a magnet for trouble, or perhaps he actively sought it out.

'No, he is doing it for purpose.'

The Callius Emma knew was not someone who would move randomly. Even as a child, he never did something pointless and did things he excelled at.

If he knew something wouldn't give results, he wouldn't do it.

He was such a guy.

"What is that guy doing now?" Celia asked as she looked into the commotion. Her face was speaking on her behalf as she looked completely annoyed.

At that moment, just to answer her question, a smirk appeared on Callius' face.

Callius, with a sardonic grin, opened his mouth, his words vicious as he targeted the club.

"I simply said it was pitiful…. Is that all you've got, Senior Lucius~? I expected someone from a famous lineage to have at least a modicum of skill to show. But is that all there to show? If so, I am really disappointed; I guess the rumors surrounding you are true after all….."

The young senior, with distinct green hair, had his face turned a deep shade of red, his hand clenching the hilt of his sword.

In the world of nobles, simply mentioning someone's family name and directly insulting them was taboo, and it is mostly known as a stupid act. Since that would make every member of that said family enemy of insulter. 

It was the same for Senior Lucius; his family's reputation was a matter of pride, and Callius's mocking struck at the very core of it.

"You!.... What did you say?" Lucius seethed, struggling to contain his fury.

Callius, his smirk unwavering, retorted, "Do I need to repeat it again? Why does every one of you give the same response? Are you all NPCs?" Even though some of the words he spoke was not understandable, his expression alone spoke what he meant.

"...Grrr...." At this point, Lucius was gritting his teeth, his one hand on his sword. He really wanted to kill this bastard who was looking at him with a mocking tone.

"….What? Are you going to bark now? Like your family did?" However, Callius didn't stop but continued his words, his venomous tongue and his eyes like a fox.

However, the word 'bark' had a different meaning for Lucius Montgomery, as it reminded him of the events that occurred ten years ago when his family was demoted from Marquise rank to Viscount rank.

From that point on, his family became the hounds of the newly appointed Marquis.

The hounds of the rising Baskerville Family.

And he resented that fact since everyone knew his family as the dogs of Baskerville's, and that word 'bark triggered that certain reaction.

"YOU! YOU commoner trash dare to insult the Montgomery lineage? You'll pay for your insolence!"

SHCLINK

He raised his sword instantly like a proper knight with a 5-star rank strength would do.

SWOOSH 

The wind surged as the tip of the sword pointed to the young man with black hair and crimson eyes looking at him.

"Lucius, calm down!" His club members wanted to calm him down. "This wasn't how we ordered." A certain whisper also came from his back, but at this point, Lucius could never stop.

"You…..Can you back up what you just said?" With his sword pointing at him, Lucius spoke.

"Of course. I never speak without any meaning, after all." Callius responded, his smile not loosening.

Following that, Lucius Montgomery's voice, fueled by anger and pride, rang out clear and challenging. "Then back your words up. If you're so confident in your words, face me in a duel."

The crowd murmured in surprise. It was an impromptu challenge, and Callius had been daring, but this was a step further.

"Senior....Isn't it a bit unfair for you to challenge a duel to a mage like me?" Callius asked, his tone carrying a hint of mock concern.

"So what?" Lucius retorted, his anger unabated. "It was you who insulted my family name and our sword. You are responsible for your own words, not me."

"Certainly, that is true," Callius agreed with a nod. "Then, you wouldn't mind if we dueled with our strength limited, would you?"

Lucius hesitated for a moment, then replied with a reluctant nod. "You mean a sword duel? I don't mind."

"Understood, then I accept."

As Callius spoke those words, Lucius had a wide smile on his face. No matter what rank he was, Lucius was confident that a mage like Callius would never be able to beat him using his sword.

"Then, we can start right away. We have the necessary equipment."

With those words, the two members walked to the stage set by the club.

Of course, the way things had progressed was not expected to be like this at the start.

No, actually, the members of [Sharpened], a newly created sword club, knew about Callius and his deeds of yesterday.

After all, they also belonged to the same circle of his 'victims,' which was the reason why their club had this amount of foundations even though it was a newly created one.

However, since yesterday, Callius mostly targeted the commoner clubs and plucked their members one by one; they were expecting him to do the same thing he did. That was why they were surprised when they saw him wandering around the clubs that belonged to nobles.

After all, even though Ark was an institute that accepted both commoners and nobles, a certain difference in treatment was always there. This could be easily seen in the location of Noble Clubs' district and Commoner Clubs'.

Therefore, when they saw Callius roaming in the noble district like he did nothing wrong yesterday, they were certainly angry, which resulted in them mocking him.

"Heh….Nowadays, even sons of whores can enter the academy….It is certainly pitiful."

His past as the scapegoat of the Augustride Family was known in the whole academy, as well as his mother not being known.

And the noble seniors tried to push that place.

"I guess this year's freshmen is something…..To even lose to a low-born like him….."

However, they didn't get the response they wanted.

Rather than seeing him angry, there was a weird smile playing on his lips as he heard their insults. It was like he was expecting them to behave in this manner from the start.

Even the crowd was slightly uncomfortable with Callius walking around them since some of them directly witnessed what he had done yesterday.

That was the reason most of the people around supported what [Sharpened] did.

However, none of them knew what would happen right before their eyes, aside from one person.

One yellow-eyed girl with crimson hair.

"That Lucius guy…..His social life is over…." Emma mumbled, looking at the scene.

"They were playing in his palms."