Erotic RPG: I am in the Game world, But My Heroines are Villainesses Chapter 351 Princess Jasmine 3



"The one who abhors the watcher of darkness in the shroud of shadows."

When I heard those words, I rembered a certain scene in the ga.

A certain scene considering Callius when he joined the villain organization. It was a small scene for foreshadowing, and later, it would be revealed that it was Callius.

At that ti, those words were the ones that Callius spoke.

As you already know, Callius was normally a villain who swore to get his vengeance.

He wanted to take vengeance on his family. But he was actually powerless.

When he was banished from his family, he had no one to rely on, he was all alone, and most importantly, he was weak.

He was at his lowest.

The Scapegoat of the Augustride Family, the Tyrant, Useless Heir who tornted the workers of the household.

A broken, simple dish that was ready to be cooked for those who wished.

And, of course, those who knew cooked the al for themselves.

Black Watch.

A criminal group that was deeply engrossed with the world of the 'Chronicles of Aeris.'

Just like the Follower of Hodur, Syndicate of Doom, they also operated from the shadows, but their purpose was different.

If the Followers of Hodur were basically random terrorists who wanted to wake the evil god they believed in, the Black Watch was a group that wanted to rule the world and get the thing they wanted.

'The Ancient Royal Blood.'

Their leader was a reincarnated person who was from the era of the Ancients, and his sole purpose was to recreate the long-lost Ancient Kingdom he used to serve.

His background was a lot more complex, and his goals were clearly deceptive, but he did quite a lot of work in order to regain the order of this world.

He even used demons for his own goals, and that's where he beca an antagonist.

In any case, the reason I am talking about them is simple. It is because Black Watch was the group that Callius joined and beca the pawn for them to discard.

It was that group that was supposed to attack the Academy at the festival, causing terrorism to the whole capital.

And their goal was simple. To cause distrust for both the academy and the Empire.

To show that they were shaky.

However, that was not what was important right now.

As my brain worked at a rapid speed processing her words.

'How does she know about their code, and why is she ntioning that?'

It was strange, a lot strange, for her to randomly ntion the chants of a random criminal organization. Especially the one that Callius would normally join in the ga.

'Is she a transmigrator?'

This was imdiately the first question that ca into my mind. But it didn't matter what she was right now.

The pressure I was feeling was certainly not normal, and it was getting harder and harder to withstand it. Considering she knew sothing about Black Watch, the reason she was speaking about them ant she was testing my reactions.

That simply ant one thing.

'I need to feign ignorance, but at the sa ti, I need to stand my ground.'

That was it.

Therefore, I just did what I needed to.

I maintained my façade of ignorance. It was as if those words held no significance for , even though they resonated with a secret I had long buried.

I continued with a feigned innocence, "I'm afraid I don't understand, President. Your words are quite cryptic."

Her gaze remained piercing, probing for any signs of recognition or reaction. I could also feel incredibly thin mana tendrils entering from my head, aid right through there.

As the words of the system echoed in my head, I could see the expression on the face of Jasmine returning to normal.

"Perhaps it's best that you don't," she replied, her tone cryptic in its own right. "So secrets are better left undisturbed, after all."

The oppressive pressure in the room seed to dissipate slightly, but her enigmatic deanor remained.

'This woman? Either she was a politician before transmigrating, or she is not a transmigrator.'

It was clear that she was a master at reading between the lines, and I had to be equally adept at concealing the truth.

When talking about transmigration, it is always important to note that not every person on Earth who played the ga has the qualifications to beco the century's best genius and operate her life like she would normally.

This is the real world; there are people who would aim for her head, starting from her family. Imperial Palace should be a place where countless plans were being plotted.

'Adding this level of mana control and this aura, I am getting from her…..'

She was certainly not normal.

'A regressor.'

Of course, just like the case of Arthur, this one was also impossible to prove. She could have a system that enabled her to get stronger, or she might have seen a vision.

There are a lot of possibilities that might make her know about what was supposed to happen in the future.

But, whether she was sothing or not was not that important. There was a clear disrespect for , and I was not soone to simply stand by and let myself walk over.

"I respect your advice, President," I replied, maintaining my composure, "but it's also important to rember that assumptions and prejudices can be quite damaging. Labeling soone based on their background can lead to misunderstandings. I've faced my share of challenges, but I believe it's not where we co from that defines us, but our choices and actions."

There was a subtle shift in her expression, a flicker of sothing unreadable in those bright purple eyes. I could even swear that I saw a faint smile on her face for a second.

"As for the Scapegoat of the Augustride Family," I continued evenly, "it's a moniker given to by those who couldn't see beyond the shallowness of blessings. But it doesn't define who I am or the path I choose to walk."

As I stopped my words, I locked my eyes with her purple ones while releasing my new trait.