Grand Dad Is The Pervert God

The gun in this world was popularly known as the weapon of the weak.

After all, rumours had it that it was invented years ago by a man that had the inability to cultivate.

Since then, many people including nobles have turned to the faint sense of security it produced.

This was not the first time he was seeing one. In fact, considering that Eros was not a cultivator, there were quite a number of these things back home.

It was also the favourite weapon of pirates aside from the sword.

Commander Half bra had a gun to his face.

Or better still, it would have been better to call it a long pistol.

Even under the moonlight, he could tell that it was very beautiful to look at.

It was double-barreled and the body was decorated with silver plating. Which had carvings of naked women on either side.

Seeing the long pistol to his face, he could not help but be perplexed. After all, this same woman just showed him kindness with a cup of rum.

One shot from that long Pistol, and he was a dead man. Especially at such a close range.

Escape was not going to be a possibility.

"You are the Baron are close quite close. Are you not?" she asked.

*Cough!*

Dan cleared his throat and then he answered in the affirmative.

"Good!" she nodded, "then I need you to tell me his secret. Why was his kiss that effective on my girls? and how can he kiss that good?"

"-"

"Huh!?" Dan had a puzzling look on his face.

"Was this woman actually pointing a gun at my head because of a kiss? How I'm I supposed to know how Granddad did it? After all, I was there with you and also saw it for the first time. How I'm I supposed to tell a secret I don't even know," he thought to himself.

However, he did not voice it out. Who knows, he might get shot the moment he said that. After all, it was nighttime. Commander half bra could always claim that he had fallen overboard and died.

Now, that was a truly miserable way to die.

He could also see the serious look on the commander's face. Apparently, this topic was very important to her.

What Dan did not know was that the four ladies Eros had kissed had come over when they had left for their cabin to beg the Commander to let them have their way with the Baron.

They even threatened suicide.

At the time, the Half Commander could not believe what she had heard.

After all, she had been through life-death situations with these women. She could see from the look in their eyes that they were very serious.

Considering the fact that ladies of the red bara pirates had sworn Chasity from men, it was safe to say that these women were asking her to effectively kill them by her own hands.

But she could not just bring herself to do it.

Discipline must be ensured within her crew, but that did not mean compromises could not be made.

And therefore, she gave the women a pass for a night to do as they pleased.

Unfortunately for her, her cabin happened to be separated from that of the Baron's with just a wall.

She had done it in other to keep an eye on him, Jimmy and Dan.

But last night was a different kind of hell for her.

She had watched through a peeping hole as Eros ploughed the fields belonging to those women.

It was easier to say that Dan had a far easier night compared to her.

Even when she managed to remove herself from the peeping hole, the moans and pleas for more still swarmed into her ears.

For a woman as prideful as her, this was an extra sword to the heart after the loss to Eros.

For years, she had horned and perfected her technique. And yet, Eros had blown it off with just soft kisses. In fact, he even kissed one of the girls on the forehead, and that was all it took for her to be love struck by him.

In her own opinion, there was definitely a secret. Yes! there had to be.

And who else to ask about such a secret than the grandson of the culprit? Surely, he must know some secrets.

She had thought of buttering him up for answers, and that was why she brought him the cup of rum.

However, remembering the scenes of the old man on top of her moaning crew mates incited a strong reaction within her, and she immediately opted for the option she was always used to.

The optional most focused language of reason that was spoken by pirates all around the world was her result.

VIOLENCE!

However, Dan was at a loss for what to do. It was not like he could tell this woman that his granddad was now a god. He too was still trying to wrap is head around the concept.

However, he was afraid that if he mistakenly said anything along the lines of those words, the barrels of the long pistol were going to send him to Eros's colleagues.

This was not an option he was willing to explore.

Just then, he had a strange feeling of dread. This was not the first time he was having this feeling.

As far back as he could remember, even before Eros took him in as a child.

This was the feeling that guaranteed he's and his sister's survival all those years ago.

Since he came to the Tate Fiefdom, he had barely had times where he felt this way.

It was sort of an alarm clock to him for when his life was in danger.

He immediately widened his eyes as he noticed a strange figure behind the half-commander.

However, just when he was about to warn her, she immediately turned and...

*Boom!* the double barrel in her hands was immediately put to use.

Seeing the identity of her assaulter, she cursed lowly.

"Shit!" she turned to him, "sound the alarm, we are being invaded."