World’s Strongest Became the Game’s Weakest Villain

Rose petals were splayed around all over the bed with heart-shaped pillows. A gentle breeze came in from the open windows and made the rows of candles decorated around flutter slightly with their flames.

I stubbed my toes again as I entered, but neither of us said anything. Aside from the large king-sized bed in one corner, there was a table with beautiful single couches placed in front of the window, a cased candle burning in its center with wine and two Bordeaux glasses kept around it.

We were two, understanding adults. Such misunderstandings happened.

Without minding it much, I closed the door after Dawn stepped in and walked over to the table.

"Since it's like this, should we have some drinks?" I suggested.

"Well, sure. I have a rare break, so relaxing would be nice."

Dawn took a seat while I picked up the bottle of wine and the glasses. With a single flick, the cork flew open and I poured the wine gently into the glasses.

As I placed one of them in front of Dawn, I noticed her purple hair swaying gently in the breeze. I sat down with my glass in hand.

"Cheers," she said, and we clinked our glasses together.

I took a small sip as Dawn crossed her legs. Her skirt slid over her porcelain skin as her thigh-high stocking stuck against her skin.

"Are you working at the place of the regressor?" I asked, looking away.

"I am," Dawn answered. "I have been hired as a knight for now. It's the Royal Princess of Schwarz."

My eyes widened and I turned to face her again. "Royal Princess herself?"

"Actually," Dawn sighed. "I found three regressors. The other two are commoners from a distant village. It seems they were close in their previous life."

"Is that so...?"

Commoners and the princess, huh? How interesting.

I was thinking when my gaze fell toward her legs again.

I let out a hot breath and turned away to the window again. It was getting heated in here.

My hands moved on their own and loosened the top buttons of my shirt.

"Do you think there are more?" I asked, tightening my hair.

Dawn's answer was a second late. She picked up her glass and chugged a long sip before speaking.

"I don't know... There could be, there couldn't. Thankfully, they are all good people."

She sighed as well, her breath heavy.

"For now, they are only doing good things. Though, they have their eyes on this one kid that they might tear apart. I wonder what kind of evil he committed in their previous life."

A single person.

That interested me too, so I turned toward Dawn again.

She had suddenly removed her coat and left it on the table.

The top three buttons of her light-blue shirt were opened, paving way for just an inch of her black laced bra to stand out.

I immediately grabbed the glass and took in a long sip, drinking the entire thing. I wiped my face and looked away.

"About the empire. They've commissioned all the top adventurers and mercenaries to gather at the capital. It is at the level of war, but we didn't notice any movement at the borders." I started spilling out my share of the information while avoiding looking at her. I had loosened another button of my shirt and was fanning my face, it was way too hot in here.

"It could be a maneuver to show their strength, so I am planning to investigate movements of supplies around here—"

"—Hey."

Dawn cut me off in a low voice.

I could hear her panting.

Slowly, my gaze moved to my front again—

—She was already there. Her hand propped over the table as she leaned over toward me. Her lips were a mere inch away from mine.

I lowered my gaze and noticed her shirt hanging low from her chest

"What?" I asked, looking up at where I guessed were her eyes.

Dawn's other hand moved over to my loosened shirt as she grabbed my collar. Her fingers grazed right over my chest.

"That divine punishment of yours... It's not yet over."

I gulped. The mood was fairly heated here.

"How is it going to continue?" I asked, stroking her hair back.

Dawn grinned.

***

At the bottom of the hotel, the receptionist informed the manager of the place of the arrival of their latest guests.

The manager adjusted her glasses and looked at the table below.

"That person should be coming here soon. Make sure you treat the guest with the utmost respect."

"Understood, ma'am."

"Ensure that no troubles meet the sir and his guest. Also, send some of our people outside to see if there's anyone on his tail. If there is, cut them off."

"Is that necessary? Will he make such a mistake?"

"The esteemed person has entered our establishment to relax, it might even be a test of our loyalty or our skills."

"I see," the receptionist nodded. "I upgraded him to the best room since he came with a woman, I hope that would be enough."

"You fool, I was told there is no one the esteemed person is in a relationship with!"

"AH!"

The manager held her head and sighed.

"Whatever, I don't think he'll mind it as much. 'He' has told us a lot about the esteemed person's magnanimity. Such mortal feelings don't register for him, he cares more about honing himself. He would just ignore the mistake and likely let the woman sleep wherever she wants."

"I see…" The receptionist sighed. She was worried of making a great mistake.

"I will begin working on the other parts of the operation, just in case. You too, tell all the workers in the casinos to take more risks, the esteemed person can ask us for anything."

"Yes, mam!"

The receptionist saluted as the manager adjusted her glasses and turned away from her.

Both their eyes fell outside the window where the sky was covered with darkness.

"Glory…"

"Glory…"