'I'm the Villain, But the System Made Me OP'-Chapter 37: Consequences

Morning came with problems.

Good problems though.

Draven woke up to someone in his bed. Warm body pressed against him. Soft breathing. *Haa... haa...*

Mara. Still there. Naked. Sleeping.

Right. Last night happened. Corrupted an Inquisitor. Made her his. Completely.

Worth it.

[System]: *Morning Host!*

*Inquisitor in your bed ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)*

*Still naked*

*Still yours*

*Corruption: COMPLETE ♥*

*Today she quits officially*

*Church is gonna be PISSED*

*This’ll be fun*

She stirred. Opened her eyes. Saw him. Smiled. "Morning."

"Morning." He kissed her forehead. "Sleep good?"

"Best sleep of my life." She stretched. *Rustle.* Didn’t bother covering up. "Though I’m sore. Everywhere."

"Four rounds’ll do that."

"Worth it." She sat up. Looked around. "This is real right? Last night. Everything. I didn’t dream it?"

"Very real." Draven touched her face. "You’re mine now. Not the Church’s."

"Good." She kissed him. Quick. "I need to go back though. To the Cathedral. Quit officially. Get my stuff. Tell them I’m done."

"They’re not gonna like that."

"Don’t care. I’m done being their tool." She got up. *Thump.* Started looking for her dress. "Where’s... oh. There."

The dress was on the floor. Ripped a bit. From last night.

"Oops," Draven said. Not sorry.

"You tore my dress."

"You weren’t complaining last night."

She laughed. "Fair." Put it on anyway. *Rustle.* "I’ll borrow something from the estate. Can’t walk back to the Cathedral naked."

"Why not? Make a statement."

"Tempting. But no." She fixed her hair. Messy. Just finger-combed it. "I’ll be back in two hours. Need to pack. Officially resign. Then I’m yours. Forever."

"Want me to come with?"

"No. I need to do this alone. They’ll try to stop me. Convince me. Maybe threaten me. But I need to face them. End it properly."

[System]: *She’s brave*

*Going back to quit*

*Alone*

*They’re gonna be mad*

*Might try to hurt her*

*You should...*

*Actually no*

*Let her go*

*Build independence*

*But have backup ready*

*Just in case ♥*

"Okay. But if anything happens. Anything. You message me." Draven grabbed her hand. "I’ll come. Immediately. Burn the Cathedral down if I have to."

She smiled. "My King."

"Always."

One more kiss. Then she left. *Tap tap tap.* Door closed. *Click.*

Draven laid back. *Thump.* Stared at the ceiling.

Mara was quitting the Church. Officially. Publicly. For him.

That was gonna cause problems. Big problems.

Good. He liked problems. Gave him excuses to flex.

---

Two hours later. Still no message.

Draven was getting dressed. Formal robes. Just in case he needed to go.

Then—

*BANG BANG BANG.*

Hard knocking. Someone pounding on his door.

He opened it. *Click.*

A servant. Young guy. Scared. "Lord Arclight! The Church is here! At the main gate! Demanding to see you!"

"How many?"

"Five! Including the High Inquisitor! They’re... they’re really angry!"

[System]: *Oh shit*

*High Inquisitor*

*That’s the boss*

*Top Church guy*

*S-Rank probably*

*They came for Mara*

*This is gonna be GOOD ♥*

"Tell them I’ll be right there." Draven grabbed his coat. *Rustle.* "Where’s Duke Valerius?"

"Already at the gate. With guards. Told me to get you fast."

"Good. Let’s go."

They walked. Fast. *Tap tap tap tap.* Through the estate. To the main gate.

Five Church people there. White robes. Gold trim. Hoods up. All radiating power. A-Rank minimum.

The middle one was different. Taller. Broader. His robes had red trim too. Gold and red. That was High Inquisitor colors.

Duke Valerius was there. Calm. But guards were ready. Weapons drawn. Tense.

"Lord Arclight," the High Inquisitor said. Voice deep. Old. Powerful. He pulled back his hood.

Old guy. Maybe sixty. Bald. Hard face. Mean eyes. S-Rank mana coming off him. Strong.

But not stronger than Draven. Not anymore.

"High Inquisitor," Draven said. Respectful but not submissive. "What brings you to Valerius estate?"

"You know what." The old guy stepped forward. Guards moved. Blocked him. "Inquisitor Mara. She came here last night. Hasn’t returned. We know she’s with you."

"She’s not here."

"Don’t lie. We tracked her mana signature. Straight to this estate. To your room specifically." His eyes were cold. Judging. "What did you do to her?"

[System]: *They TRACKED her*

*Church magic probably*

*Can follow people*

*Creepy*

*But also*

*They know she was in your bed*

*This is gonna be awkward ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)*

"Nothing she didn’t want," Draven said. Simple. "She came here. We talked. She left this morning. Went to the Cathedral. Check there."

"We did. She resigned. Officially. Turned in her robes. Her seal. Everything. Then disappeared." The High Inquisitor’s face got darker. "You corrupted her. Seduced her. Turned her against the Church."

"I didn’t turn her against anything. She made her choice. Left on her own."

"LIES!" Another Inquisitor stepped forward. Woman. Older. Angry. "Mara was pure! Devoted! You used void magic! Corrupted her mind! Made her betray us!"

"Her mind’s fine. She just doesn’t wanna be your weapon anymore."

"Where is she?!" The High Inquisitor’s mana flared. *WHOOOM.* S-Rank power. Heavy. Oppressive. "Return her. Now. Or face consequences."

Valerius stepped forward. "You’re threatening a lord. On his own estate. That’s illegal."

"Church law supersedes kingdom law. In matters of corruption." The High Inquisitor looked at Draven. "You corrupted a Church official. That’s heresy. Punishable by death."

"Try it," Draven said. Cold. "See what happens."

Silence.

Tense silence.

Then—

*Tap tap tap.*

Footsteps. Behind the Church people.

Everyone turned.

Mara. Walking up. Dressed different. Not Church robes. Simple traveling clothes. Brown. Practical. Hair tied back. Carrying a bag. *Thump.* Her stuff probably.

She walked right past the Inquisitors. Didn’t stop. Came straight to Draven. Stood next to him.

"Mara!" The High Inquisitor. Shocked. "What are you doing?"

"Leaving," she said. Simple. "I quit. Officially. Turned in everything. I’m done."

"You can’t be done! You’re an Inquisitor! Bound by holy vows!"

"Vows I’m breaking. Effective immediately." She grabbed Draven’s hand. Public. Clear. "I’m with him now. Not you. Not the Church. Him."

The High Inquisitor looked like he’d been slapped. "He corrupted you. Used dark magic. Twisted your mind."

"No. He showed me I had a choice. And I chose him." Mara’s voice was firm. Strong. "I’m not corrupted. I’m free. For the first time in twelve years."

"You’re DAMNED!" The woman Inquisitor screamed. "Heretic! Traitor! You’ll burn in the Abyss for this!"

"Maybe. But I’ll be happy doing it." Mara smiled. "Goodbye. Don’t come back."

[System]: *SHE’S BADASS*

*Just told Church to fuck off*

*Publicly*

*Holding your hand*

*Claiming you*

*In front of High Inquisitor*

*PEAK CORRUPTION VICTORY ♥*

"This isn’t over," the High Inquisitor said. Looking at Draven. "You stole one of ours. We will retrieve her. By force if necessary."

"Try it." Draven stepped forward. Mana flaring. *WHOOOM.* Twilight energy. Gray. Dark and Light mixed. "I’m S-Rank High. You’re S-Rank Low. Math says I win."

The old guy’s eyes widened. "You... you’re stronger than reported."

"Yep. Purification did that. Thanks for the power boost by the way."

"The purification was supposed to cleanse you!"

"It made me stronger. Gave me Twilight magic. Want me to show you?" Draven channeled. Gray energy appearing in his hand. *Hum.* Bright. Powerful. "Or you can leave. Your choice."

The High Inquisitor looked at Mara. Then at Draven. Then at the guards. The duke. The situation.

Calculating. Thinking.

Then he stepped back. "This isn’t over. The Church doesn’t forget. Doesn’t forgive. You’ve made an enemy today."

"I made an enemy weeks ago when you tried to purify me. This just made it official." Draven grinned. "Now get off Valerius property. Before I make you."

The Inquisitors left. *Tap tap tap tap tap.* Walking fast. Angry. Defeated.

The gate closed behind them. *SLAM.*

Silence.

Then Mara collapsed. *Thump.* Just sat down. Breathing hard. *Haa... haa...*

"You okay?" Draven knelt next to her.

"Yeah. Just... that was terrifying. Facing them. Telling them I quit. Claiming you publicly." She looked up. Smiled. Shaky. "But I did it. I’m free."

"You are." He helped her up. *Thump.* "Come on. Let’s get you settled. You’re staying here now."

"Where?"

"My room. With me. Unless you want your own room?"

"Hell no. I’m staying with you. After last night? I’m not sleeping anywhere else."

[DING! HAREM INTEGRATION COMPLETE]

[Mara officially living with Host]

[Church publicly rejected]

[High Inquisitor humiliated]

[REWARDS:]

[+10,000 VP (public defection)]

[+5,000 VP (humiliated S-Rank Inquisitor)]

[+3,000 VP (Mara chose you over Church)]

[New Title: CHURCH ENEMY (official)]

[New Skill: Divine Resistance Lv.1]

[Reputation: Church will hunt you]

[Total VP: 127,650 → 145,650]

[System]: *18,000 VP!*

*Just from that confrontation*

*Didn’t even fight*

*Just TALKED*

*And Mara chose you*

*Publicly*

*MAXIMUM villain victory ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)*

*Also Church is BIG mad now*

*They’ll send more people*

*Stronger people*

*Good*

*More VP for you ♥*

---

That afternoon. Duke’s study.

Valerius was smoking. *Puff puff.* Looking amused. "You really pissed off the Church."

"They started it. Tried to purify me. Failed. I corrupted one of theirs. Fair trade."

"Fair trade." Valerius laughed. "They’re gonna retaliate. Send assassins probably. Or worse."

"Let them. I’ll kill whoever they send. Or corrupt them. Either way I win."

"Confident."

"S-Rank High and getting stronger." Draven leaned back. *Creak.* "Church can’t touch me. Not really. Their main weapon is purification. Doesn’t work on Twilight cores. I’m immune."

"What about their combat Inquisitors? The ones who don’t purify. Just kill."

"Still weaker than me. A-Rank maximum. Maybe one or two S-Rank Low. But nobody S-Rank High. I checked. Church doesn’t have anyone my level."

Valerius nodded. Slow. "You’re right. You’re untouchable to them. Politically too. They can’t accuse you publicly without admitting they tried to kill you with purification. And that Mara left willingly."

"Checkmate."

"For now. But they’re patient. They’ll wait. Scheme. Try to hit you indirectly."

"Let them scheme. I’ll counter. Always do."

[System]: *That’s the spirit*

*Proactive villain*

*Not reactive*

*You don’t wait for attacks*

*You attack first*

*Keep that energy ♥*

"What about Aldric?" Draven asked. "He’s been quiet. Since the trial."

"Too quiet." Valerius looked worried. Actually worried. "He got publicly implicated. House Thorne confessed he ordered everything. That’s... that’s bad for him. Really bad."

"So he’s planning something."

"Definitely. He can’t attack you directly. Too obvious. But indirectly? Through proxies? That’s his style."

"Any idea what?"

"Not yet. My people are watching. Listening. But he’s being careful. Paranoid. Nothing’s leaking."

Draven thought. Aldric was Crown Prince. Had resources. Power. Connections. If he wanted revenge he’d get creative.

"Keep watching. When he moves. I’ll counter."

"What if he doesn’t move? Just waits?"

"Then I move first." Draven grinned. "I are not some self rightous fools remember? I don’t wait for heroes to attack. I attack them."

"What’s your plan?"

"Destroy his remaining allies. One by one. Make him isolated. Weak. Alone." Draven counted on his fingers. "House Brennan’s dead. House Thorne’s dead. Who else supports him?"

"House Corvus. House Redwyn. House Sterling. Three major houses. All loyal to Aldric."

"Then we destroy them. Same way. Leak evidence. Public trials. Complete annihilation."

Valerius stopped smoking. Stared. "You’re serious."

"Completely. Aldric wants war? I’ll give him war. Political war. Destroy everything he built. Everyone who supports him. Leave him with nothing."

"That’s... that’s ruthless."

"That’s Hahaha hahah ." Draven stood. *Scrape.* "Start gathering evidence on House Corvus. I want everything. Crimes. Corruption. Secrets. Everything. We hit them next."

Valerius was quiet. Then smiled. Slow. "You’re scarier than Aldric ever was."

"Good. That’s the point."

[System]: *VILLAIN MOMENT*

*Planning to destroy THREE noble houses*

*Systematically*

*To isolate Aldric*

*This is LONG-TERM scheming*

*Strategic villain behavior*

*I LOVE IT ♥*

*+2,000 VP for villain planning*

*VP: 145,650 → 147,650*

---

Evening. Training grounds.

Draven needed to train. Test his new skills. See what Corruption Aura did.

He channeled. *WHOOOM.* Twilight magic flaring. Gray energy swirling.

Then activated Corruption Aura. *Pulse.*

The air changed. Got heavier. Darker. A feeling spread out from him. Like pressure. Like weight.

Anyone nearby would feel it. The corruption. The darkness. The wrongness.

Not painful. Just... oppressive. Made people uncomfortable. Weak-willed people would submit. Run. Or get influenced.

Perfect for intimidation.

[System]: *Corruption Aura Lv.1*

*Effect: Makes people uncomfortable*

*Weak willed: 60% chance to flee*

*Strong willed: 30% chance to submit*

*Very strong willed: Unaffected*

*Useful for crowd control*

*And seduction ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)*

*Level it up for stronger effects*

"What’s that feeling?" Mara walked over. *Tap tap tap.* She didn’t look scared though. Just curious. "It’s like... pressure. But dark."

"Corruption Aura. New skill. Makes people submit or run."

"It’s not working on me."

"You’re already corrupted. Completely. My corruption can’t affect you." Draven deactivated it. *Fzzz.* "Also you’re too strong-willed."

"I left the Church for you. Yeah. Strong-willed." She got close. Grabbed his robes. "Can we spar? I wanna see what you can really do."

"You sure? I’m S-Rank High now. You’re A-Rank."

"I know. But I’ve never fought someone your level. I wanna see. Test myself."

[System]: *Sparring with Mara*

*Could be fun*

*Or HOT*

*Probably both ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)*

*Do it*

"Okay. But if I hurt you—"

"I’m a former Inquisitor. I can take it." She walked to the opposite side. *Tap tap tap.* Twenty feet away. "Ready when you are."

Draven channeled. Twilight magic ready. *Hum.*

Mara channeled. Light magic. *Hum.* Bright. Pure. A-Rank strong.

"Go!" she yelled.

She moved first. Fast. *WHOOSH.* A-Rank speed. Light blade forming in her hand. Slashed at him.

Draven dodged. Easy. *Whoosh.* Too slow for S-Rank reflexes.

Counter-attacked. Twilight blast. *BOOM.* Hit the ground where she’d been. She’d dodged.

"Faster!" Mara grinned. Excited. "Come on! Show me what S-Rank can do!"

Draven activated Void Step. *Fzzz.* Appeared behind her. Grabbed her waist. Pulled her close.

"Too slow," he whispered.

She elbowed him. *THUD.* Hard. He let go. She spun. Light palm strike aimed at his chest.

He caught her wrist. *Grip.* Twisted. Gentle. Controlled. Pushed her against the wall. *Thump.*

Pinned her. Both wrists above her head. One hand. His body pressed against hers.

"I win," he said.

She was breathing hard. *Haa... haa...* Face flushed. "Yeah. You do."

They stared at each other. Close. Really close.

Then she kissed him. Hard. Desperate.

He kissed back. *Chu chu chu.* Dominant. Claiming.

Her Light magic flared. His Twilight responded. Energies mixing.

"Fuck the sparring," she gasped. "Take me. Right here. Against this wall."

[System]: *OH SHIT*

*Round two incoming ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)*

*Training grounds sex*

*Public but private*

*KINKY ♥*

"Yeah?" Draven kissed her neck. *Chu.* She moaned.

"Yes. I’ve been thinking about it all day. Since this morning. Need you again."

He picked her up. *Thump.* She wrapped her legs around him. Started undressing. Clothes off. *Rustle rustle.*

They fucked against the wall. Hard. Fast. Desperate.

She came three times. He came once. Both satisfied.

After. They laid on the grass. *Rustle.* Naked. Sweaty. Happy.

"That was better than sparring," Mara said. Breathless.

"Yeah."

"We should do both. Spar then fuck. Make it a routine."

"Deal."

[DING! INTIMACY BONUS]

[Partner: Mara (2nd session)]

[Performance: EXCELLENT]

[+3,000 VP (repeat performance)]

[+1,000 VP (outdoor/public location)]

[New Achievement: EXHIBITIONIST]

[Mara Affection: Already MAX]

[Total VP: 147,650 → 151,650]

[System]: *4,000 VP from sex*

*Just from ONE session*

*You’re EFFICIENT Host ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)*

*Keep this up*

*Literally ♥*

---

That night. Draven’s room.

Mara was asleep. *Haa... haa...* Soft breathing. Exhausted from earlier.

Draven was awake. Thinking. Planning.

House Corvus was next. Then Redwyn. Then Sterling. Three more houses to destroy.

Aldric would be isolated. Weakened. Alone.

Then what? Attack him directly? Publicly? Force him into a corner?

Or wait. Let him make mistakes. Capitalize on them.

Both had merit.

[System]: *You’re scheming*

*I can tell*

*That face*

*Villain face*

*Planning destruction*

*Beautiful ♥*

"System. Question."

[System]: *Shoot*

"Aldric’s the Crown Prince. Eventually he’ll be King. Can I stop that? Make someone else King instead?"

[System]: *Ohhh*

*AMBITIOUS*

*Not just destroy him politically*

*Actually prevent his coronation*

*That’s MAXIMUM villain*

*Possible? Yes*

*Difficult? Very*

*Need to:*

*1. Destroy his support*

*2. Prove he’s unfit*

*3. Get King to name someone else heir*

*Or...*

*Kill him ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)*

"Killing’s too easy. Too quick. I want him to suffer. Watch everything fall apart. Then lose the throne. Live with that failure."

[System]: *COLD*

*RUTHLESS*

*PERFECT*

*That’s villain behavior*

*Make him watch his dreams die*

*Then take everything*

*I LOVE IT ♥*

*+5,000 VP for PEAK villain mindset*

*VP: 151,650 → 156,650*

Draven laid back. *Thump.* Stared at the ceiling.

House Corvus. House Redwyn. House Sterling. Then Aldric.

Long game. Patient game. Villain game.

He could do this. Would do this.

Aldric wanted to kill him? Draven would destroy his entire world instead.

Fair trade.

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