Eroge: I can Travel To The Ancient World - Chapter 230: Mom Has a Crush?

In a realm rife with war and conquest, only the strong and cunning may survive.Planar travel has become the determinant of strength.Nobles and powerhouses travel the myriad planes, invading and plundering them to increase their personal strength, grow their military might and fund their endless wars.A systems engineer and lifelong web novel reader is reborn as Alex Fury—a young noble deemed talentless by his own family. Lacking his family’s bloodline powers and warrior potential, Alex is exiled to a Mage Tower.His fate is clear: master magic... or lose everything.No cheat system. No divine blessing. No hidden power.What he does have is a mind sharpened by logic, engineering... and stories.Blending the System Engineering and web novel knowledge of his previous life with the Rune knowledge of his new world, Alex Fury creates a revolutionary new form of magic unique to him...RuneTech Magic.From Runic Artificial Intelligence to an Interplanar communication networks; From Rune-powered super soldiers to Rune-crafted Power Armours (and mechas), from new energy sources to Perpetual Energy.With this marriage of science and technology, Alex will usher in advances previously thought unattainable in his new world, and his old one.This is a tale of power, rebellion, ambition- and legacy.Empires will rise to crush him. Worlds will try to deny him. But with intellect, invention- and just a spark of madness, he will carve his name into history.Witness the birth of the Rune-Tech Sage, and the beginning of a legend that will echo across worlds.

In the interstellar era, gangs and predators are rampant, all over the galaxy. Chen Han, who makes energy blocks for a living, is bullied at the bottom of the society. In order to survive, he throws himself into the darkness and becomes a member of the gang. At the end of the road, he obtained a super warship that can be transformed unlimitedly as long as he has resources, and founded the notorious bandit gang “Beiliang”. At this point, the endless plundering began…

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“I, Eddie Edward, had reincarnated into a world of magic and became the single child of Duke Eddie from the Lancamdo Kingdom.

Fortunately, I was given a system that could collect energy from magical items and turn them into attribute points, skill points, and bloodline points to enhance myself. Knowing that this is a world full of danger and cruelty, I’d decided to become stronger with the help of the system.

On a day like any other, I was given a personal maid. The new maid was acting strangely, but I paid no attention to her weird personality because she was loyal to me.

As days passed by, I began to have more maids around me. However, all of them were strange.

It wasn’t until later I noticed that the maids would leave at night and return reeking of blood.

Naturally, I was curious, but I’d never questioned them as they were my personal maids.

To become stronger, I, Eddie Edward, continued to grow using the system to be not threatened by others in the future.

Until a fateful day…

I learned something important. One of my personal maids was a Fallen Angel?

And the other one was the Lady of the Dark that was being pursued by the Holy Church?

Not only that, but I also heard some of my maids being addressed as the Lord of the Dard?

The Ominous Witch?

The Vampire Queen?

Lady of the Death?

Why did their names sound like they were some antagonists of a novel?

Could it be that all of my personal maids were actually the bad guys of the world I was in?

Not long after that, I was now a wanted person in the Lancamdo Kingdom? Some even began to hail me as the Lord of Evil?

Eddie Edward let out a deep sigh. “Fine. Looks like I can drop the act now.”

With a wave of his arm, the alliance of the mage and knight was wiped out with an asteroid.

“To tell you the truth, I’ve already become the God of Magic.”

Rakna was not normal. No, unmistakably not.

Whether it was his appearance, his personality, his abilities, his identity, nothing about him had ever been banal. Was it his choice?

No. He was merely but a tormented soul doing its utmost to live the life it had learned to never enjoy.

Would being picked by a glorified universal abductor calling itself a system bring something out of him?

Would he finally learn to breathe in the pool of blood that suffocated him? The Harvester does not sow, he only collects.

All he has ever known to feel was loss and the only thing he can do is take.

He will devour their hearts and drink their blood if it is what it takes.