A Cliché Multiverse Story

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[—Astraea: Affection +39]

[—'Astraea' relationship changed to 'Lover?']

Asahi almost crashed into a bird in the sky. The sudden surge in affection points hit him with a surprise.

'What happened behind my back?'

(My love doesn't need to be concerned.)

'You said something to Astraea?'

(Umu. A secret talk between women.)

He sighed and continued his sneaky flight towards the tower in the Pleasure Quarters. Freya's chances of being with Evilus were far lower than Ishtar.

The district looked quite tame during the day as compared to the alluring pink lights in the night. Asahi landed on the tower balcony and activated his life sense skill.

'Only two people on this floor.'

He casually strolled towards them.

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Sitting in her palace room, Ishtar spun the magic item marked with D. The key to open the second dungeon, Knossos. With this, she was a sponsor of the Evilus cult. Providing valis was her only task, in exchange they promised the demise of Freya Familia forces.

Her lips cracked a fierce grin. The humanoid monsters in Evilus had the potential to grow into a foe capable of taking down Ottar, the Boaz known as the King. None of her adventurers could even scratch him, much less taking him down. Her captain, the only level 5 adventurer in her Familia, had a rather different complex.

"A frog who thinks she is more beautiful than me."

She snorted and tossed the key on the table. She picked up her thin smoking pipe and breathed in the oriental flavor.

Asahi, who just entered the room, watched her with a blank stare. She only wore a thin piece of cloth around her neck to cover her well-endowed breasts and a thick pareo that revealed glimpses of her thongs. If he hadn't chosen Eromancer class, he was sure he'd pop a boner in her presence.

"A woman worthy of ruling over the red light district."

He noticed the item lying on the table and sighed. This woman kidnapped Haruhime, the girl with fox ears and tails, and turned her into a prostitute in name only. For all her efforts and shady schemes to overthrow Freya, she ended up getting a slap and a temporary ban from the mortal world.

'That girl was kinda cute… how old will she be in this timeline?'

(Ten and some odd months… she is way too young, my love!)

'I'll need to save her after dealing with this mess.'

Ishtar was the one to buy her from a slave merchant. Now with Ishtar dead (in his eyes), someone had to save the loli from falling into the life of a prostitute or much worse a sex slave.

'I should search the place after Astraea deals with Ishtar. Haruhime could already be here for all I know.'

He wasn't going to send this goddess back to Heaven. He will leave the pleasure to Astraea and Loki.

"Time to get some info about Evilus's location."

Asahi isolated the sounds with a barrier undid his stealth. The goddess was still lost somewhere, her eyes wandering toward the ceiling.

"Hello, Ishtar."

Ishtar dropped the pipe. The sudden voice almost made her gasp. She found a man standing before her. Healthy tanned skin, golden eyes, and a tall, muscular frame hidden in a normal shirt and pants. His grin made her breathless for a vastly different reason. Her handsome attendant Tammuz couldn't hold a candle to his charm and natural wild aura.

The fact that he appeared here without anyone noticing him spoke of his skills. Ishtar warily eyed the young man.

"...Who are you?"

Asahi summoned his couch and sat before her. He picked up the magic item of Daedalus. "Who I am isn't important, Ishtar. Just answer my questions and you'll be spared the pain of having an orgy with goblins. Where is Valletta?"

Ishtar's amethyst eyes trembled. Keeping her composure, Ishtar narrowed her eyes on the intruder. "Be mine."

An overwhelming scent wafted into the room, sneaking into Asahi's nostrils. Ishtar grinned, waiting for the young man to fall into an entranced state. She placed her leg on the table.

"Lick."

Asahi's brows drew an annoyed frown. He forced the leg off the table with his telekinesis. "Don't put your legs in the same place as food. It's disgusting!"

As he said that, he recalled Grayfia's scent. The devil maid's scent had more power than a goddess of beauty. Even Leme's scent had more than enough power to instantly arouse him.

Ishtar's mouth hung open. Her seduction failing miserably came as a complete shock to Ishtar. Her peerless beauty, her seductive scent, and her alluring eyes—any one of them could turn thousands of men into slaves. Yet, they seemed to have no value in the young man's eyes. This wasn't the outcome she ever predicted.

"Who are you?" She nervously inquired about his identity. "You aren't human."

Asahi responded with a thin smile. "Done with your antiques? Now, answer me where is Valletta or...?"

She leaned back, assuming a carefree expression. This man was dangerous. But this was her domain. Her palace. Hundreds of amazons will rush at one call and kick him to death. Her worries vanished, and a predatory glint flashed in her eyes. She revealed an alluring smile.

"Valletta is enjoying her intimate time with the best pallum of my brothel."

"The fuck? A pallum, really?"

Valletta was crazier than Lyra described her.

Asahi couldn't sense any lie in her words. Though the malice oozing from her told him about a possible trap.

(Your instincts are evolving at a frightening rate.)

In a battle of two peoples with equal stats, instincts could change everything.. The brutal spars with God mostly enhanced his instincts and perception.