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The Conquerors Path

Love, lust, and desire... Austin didn't know much about all that in his past life, for he was average in all aspects of his life. A guy who took psychology and math to learn because he couldn't get into biology, the only exciting thing about him being the fact that when he died, he ended up in his favorite eroge game with the task of getting the girls and making the protagonist a loner. Love, like manipulation or time in hell... That was his choice from the God Of Games... The beautiful girls of tsunderes, the sadist, the masochist, the kuudere, and the...yandere, and more. A world with living, breathing women of high status and power who don't like to share... So what happens when Austin goes behind them?... What happens when the Gods that feel nothing feel for him? What happens when he becomes the gigolo of the Gods?... Well, come and find out as he tried to survive among all the crazy women that exist... [There will be a lot of sex scenes, but it might only start after about 60 or so chapters.] (Note: Hey, first of all, this is not a fanfiction! It's true that the beginning of the story and some parts resemble some novels, but none of the characters are related to others from the novel. Also, the story flow will become completely different later!! Again, not a fanfic! The image does not belong to me; if the creator wants to remove it, message me.) My Discord: https://discord.gg/XyYvJ389mg

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Chapter 637-A New Sector.

'She needs to work on her poker face a bit...'

I mused as both Trisa and I started to eat at the dining table. The servants around us were bustling while I made myself at home with the tasteful food. The two of us ate in blissful silence, and things would have been better if not for the fact that Trisa couldn't seem to meet my eyes at all. After that light teasing I gave her, along with her waking up all wet, it was hard for her to even look me in the eye.

And then there is the fact that the head maid's eye is boring itself onto me. I could feel the subtle suspicious eyes of the head maid, a dear friend of Trisa, bearing on me at times. Even the other servants are giving the two of us an odd gaze, with Trisa being so focused with her food that she can't seem to find the time to look me face to face.

"The food was delicious, please give my regards to the chef."