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Grand Dad Is The Pervert God

{Warning: Mature Content} Porno is just a click away on any phone. The God of perversion (Eros) is now the strongest God in the heavens. Even the king of the gods is scared, and so the gods plan and betray him for his power. But just before he fades out of existence. His favorite concubine risks her life to save his soul and hides it in another realm. Around the same time another person also experiences reincarnation. However, the only compatible body is that of an old noble man with lots of problems and no Rizz. But now the pervert God is in the scene. He needs to get his revenge in the heavens but first he must build his strength and power the only way he knows how. By cultivating with beautiful women.... disclaimer: Not my book cover. Just love the art. If it's yours, all credit to you. Pls say so in the comments. Yes people: This book as what you are thinking about...

Dere_Isaac · Fantasy
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173 Chs

Victoria and Jona...

As the leader of the group, commander Half bra walked in front. After all, leadership was shown by example.

They had only gotten on the island. Tracking the path commander Tender eye had taken was not all that difficult.

*BOOM!*

An Explosion went out as Eros pulled commander Half bra from danger.

She had indeed fallen for a trap

Eros pushed her out of the way, and they both fell to the ground.

Commander half bra breathed heavily. Just now, if Eros had only been a second late, then she would have been a definite goner.

However, she paused as she felt something wrong.

She looked below. And there lay the problem.

Both of Eros' hands were on her breasts.

"Baron!?" she raised a brow at him, expecting him to take his hands off her chest. However, all he did was squeeze a little. And he even had a stoic look on his face.

"BARON!!!"

"Oh forgive me, please. That was an accident!" Eros squeezed one more time before he stood to his feet, adjusted his tunic like the real gentleman that he was and placed his walking stick on his elbow as he stretched forth a hand to help her up.

"Accident!?" Commander Half Bra thought to herself. She could not believe that this shameless man had just claimed that was an accident.

For crying out loud, his hands were on her boobs, and this was even underneath the bra.

However, Eros' stoic look covered up his shamelessness perfectly.

She sighed as she took his hand to get up.

As she did, she could feel immense pain in her back, and she coughed a bit.

Eros brought out a handkerchief and handed it to her. "Are you sure you won't go back and leave this to me?"

She shook her head, "I'm fine!" She collected the handkerchief from him, and without a thank you, she continued forward.

Eros sighed lowly.

"Are you alright, sir?" Jimmy asked as he hurried to Eros.

Eros nodded, "Yes, Jimmy! The only pain I feel is the sting of a woman's stubbornness."

He sighed once more and followed the path as directed by the pirates.

However, this time around, the pirate crew members did not allow their commander to be in the front, and on Jimmy's insistence as regards to safety, Eros had no choice but to follow behind.

Eros and commander Half bra did not talk to one another but rather walked side by side in silence.

The Black islands were a group of islands scattered in this part of the sea and were the entrance to what was known as the black waters.

In fact, it was the defining line between the two.

Many of these islands were very massive.

The biggest of them all was actually the island they were currently on.

No one had fully explored the Black islands. Or rather, no one ever wanted to. There was absolutely no need for that.

The earth here was totally barren and dry.

The earth was made mostly of a particular metal that was too weak to be useful to make either weapons or even cooking utensils.

However, since it was so barren, there were rumors that many pirates had treasures buried around the place.

Of course, people came to check, but rumours were forever rumours.

The place was truly just too discouraging to be.

However, on this same island far off in a cave deep underground, a young woman with glasses on her nose bridge held an old nearly tattered notebook in hand and led a small group of both merchants and pirate women that acted as guards.

Before them, was what looked like the entrance to a cave. It was sealed shut, but on its walls were strange old runic symbols in a circle.

The woman with glasses was dressed more like a scholar than an actual merchant.

Beside her was another merchant. Both of them tried to translate what the text in the old note was saying.

It was at this time that the sound of an explosion going off could be heard from above.

The woman with glasses looked around the place, "It seems we are not the only ones here."

The man beside her looked older and had a more composed aura about him. He tapped the younger woman with glasses on her shoulder.

"Don't worry Victoria! I, Jona your big brother will ensure that you are safe."

Victoria smiled at her elder brother as she adjusted her glasses.

Victoria and Jona were siblings. Both of which were initially merchants. However, Victoria found a new passion in studying languages and became a scholar in ancient texts.

Jona on the other hand, continued with their family business and even inherited the family business from their old parents.

For a long time, Victoria had been seen as the scorn of the family.

A child that did not want to continue the honourable profession of the parents was always looked down upon in any society.

This was the same in this case. But Victoria no matter how hard she tried, could not help the passion she had for foreign languages. She was only turning nineteen in a week's time, and she was already fluent in over 34 languages.

Many of which she could both read and write.

When many struggled with learning a second language, all it took was for her to be familiar with the language, and in a matter of weeks, she was as proficient in it as a native speaker.

This was truly an incredible talent.

However, apart from having businesses with foreigners, it was not seen as valuable.

But her big brother never saw it that way. he would always find opportunities for her to learn new languages and even pursued foreign books for her to learn from.

A great part of the knowledge she was accustomed to, was because of his dedication to her learning.

Although most of the books he made her learn were of the ancients, especially of the old golden era, she really did not care. As long as she had those books, she was satisfied.

And he was the reason for this.

She had already made up her mind to give her best for him.

And then came the time that he needed her help. He was the person that brought this tattered note book to her.

After translating the bulk of its texts, she discovered that it was an old log written by a pirate hundreds of years ago.

It carried within it, the location for where the pirate hid his greatest treasure.

Which was an Anchor stone...

I know, right? The story thickens... Its like my brain connected with the cosmos of stories or something...

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