The Return of the Iron-blood Sword Hound - Chapter 480: Downtown Naval Warfare (4)

This is a story of a modern man returning to ancient times, returning to a real world without any extraordinaryness, and slowly rising by relying on the ability to attribute all data.

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【 Warn⁠ing: Mature Content‍ R-18 】Akira Ka⁠nz⁠aki, a h‌igh school misfit, is utterly embarra​ssed when his⁠ own confession to the unre⁠a‍chable Ice Qu‍een⁠, Sakura Hanamura​, becomes an In⁠t⁠ernet sensati​on as a prank gone‌ w‌rong dur​ing his sc‌hool's Hallo‍ween party.Shamefull⁠y runn‍ing away⁠, his ang‍er leads him to a hidde‍n sh⁠rin‌e wh⁠ere he‍ s​lays⁠ a lust-driven de‍mo​n, unlock​in⁠g the Erotic Destiny Di‍vergence System (E.D.D.S.).[Ho​st acquir‌ed][Erotic Des‌tin​y D​ivergence System⁠ act‌ivated][We⁠lcom⁠e, Aki​ra Kanzak​i. Your pathetic life ends h​ere; now diverg‌e int⁠o ecs‍tasy.]​This seductive, other-of-thi⁠s-world sys‍tem​ off⁠ers​ him choices that dist‍or⁠t f‍at‍e, each with​ tw‌isted rewards and‌ abilit​ie‍s powered by “Perv-P‌oints”.[Fi‌rst choice in‌coming⁠, darling. Will you indulge or resist?]‌With the voice of a seductiv‍e⁠ de‍moness in his mind, Akir⁠a embarks on a journey of veng‍eance, intent on‍ d⁠estroying Sakura's pride while buildin⁠g a gro‍up of⁠ loyal, sexy w‌omen‍ w‍ho are draw⁠n to his gr‍owing power.But all is⁠ not fun. Dark fo⁠rces, h⁠e⁠l⁠lions fro​m the other worl‌d, want to make his world theirs, and Akira's unique sy​stem is‌ exactly what they⁠ n⁠eed in order to have t‍heir w‍a‌y.‌ As h​e become‍s involved in several⁠ trysts and da⁠ngero‌us fighting, eve​ry choice he makes can lead him down a path of vi⁠rt⁠ue o⁠r d​epravity.⁠Will he become a hero, creating an empir⁠e of desire, or fal​l to th⁠e da​rk temp‌t‌ation of t‌he sy‌st‌em?‌ Wi‍th‌ a city full of hidden po⁠rta‌ls and forbidden pa​ssion‌, Akira's‌ future splits into endless, sinful routes, each one more allur​ing than⁠ the pre​vious.

Book I: Lost ThingsTristan Abrascal is a thief, one of many making their living under the perpetual twilight of the greatest city in all of Vesper. Quick wit and a contract with a capricious goddess have always kept him one step ahead, until one night he crosses a line by accident that burns all the bridges he had left. But not all is lost, as his mentor offers a way out of peril that turns out to be more than a simple escape.It is also an opportunity to get even with the infanzones, the nobles he’s lived under all his life, and it so happens that Tristan has a full ledger’s worth of scores to settle with them.Lady Angharad Tredegar has fled halfway across the world, leaving behind a ruin of a life: her family butchered by a ruthless enemy, their estate torched and their nobility revoked. Yet no matter how far she flees the blades of assassins follow, and she finds herself growing desperate for any protection. She has one relative left to call on, her estranged uncle, but she finds that the safety he offers comes at a cost.Angharad has sworn revenge, however, and her honour will allow for no compromise. She will do what she must to survive so that one day bloody vengeance can be visited upon her enemies.The paths of the two take them to the doorstep of the Watch, but for desperate souls like them enrolment is a lost cause. They will have to do it the hard way instead, by surviving the trials on the isle known as the Dominion of Lost Things.Where every year many go, and few return.Book II: Good TreasonsThe trials of the Dominion are over.The four survivors have become students of Scholomance, enrolling together as a cabal, yet even on those infamous grounds they soon learn none are beyond the reach of their pasts.Angharad Tredegar is returned to a semblance of the world she left behind, but finds her honor sorely tested by bargains offered - every bit as tempting as in the stories and even deadlier.Tristan Abrascal needs answers. Mysterious enemies keep trying to abduct him, his classroom does not exist and he’s now had several conversations with dead people. Worst of all, his carrots keep dying.Maryam Khaimov is going mad, which would worry her less if it were happening on schedule. More frightening yet is the possibility that she is not, and there truly is someone else going around wearing her face.Song Ren must forge the others into a functional unit, all the while fending off enemies on all sides: rival cabals, vengeful countrymen and the deluge of implacable foes her companions simply cannot seem to stop attracting.Failure is not an option, for Song must bring back honor to her family’s name whatever the cost: it is the only way to keep their disgrace from literally eating them all alive.And as the four chase shadows in Scholomance, in the distance looms the greater test awaiting them in the Asphodel Rectorate. Asphodel is a faded power, the rotten carcass of what it once was, but under that rot looms darker things - of which monsters might just be the least dangerous.Besides, is treason really such an evil when you have the best of reasons for it?

Leaving a normal life is boring, but I was happy with what I had.

Even when I spent most of my life in regret and misery, I lived because I had someone that I loved dearly.

And that said someone took my life...

But fate had different plans for me...

As if death wasn't enough for me.

As if the gods were mocking me.

I got reincarnated into a hardcore romance game that I used to play.

That too when the prequel game that I played the most ended twenty-five years ago.

A game where death is everyone's mistress.

A game that people either liked or hated too much.

Now reincarnated into the body of the Villainess's son.

I became someone that I hated the most...

“Hahaha...”

I laughed at my own misery.

As if that too wasn't enough, I also became the slave of someone else's desires.

Now, one might say a mother is a mother even if the world sees her as a Villainess.

But what if your mother is the very incarnation of evil?

That your mother is the hurdle that you have to overcome?

What if your mother is the very reason you might die?

Gentleness and love are the last things one could expect from her.

“Hahaha...”

Again, a hollow laugh escaped my lips as the realization dawned on me.

That I have been...

Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son...

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