Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!

Kael had another method...

The chaste and even holy succubus, just like the half-revealed beauty or the fallen saintess, would more easily pique others’ interest.

Whether players or the natives, they all fell for it.

Did you not see Uncle Fox’s attitude change dramatically due to his own half-true, half-false acting, even patting his chest in promise to help Kael resolve the noble pressure?

He "happened" to know another development direction of the succubus bloodline, so he didn’t hesitate to use a valuable skill point on Sweet Aroma.

As a result, now his Sweet Aroma skill description changed.

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[Sweet Aroma] - The succubus’s tail can emit a specific type of scent.

(It’s said that in the Abyss, a succubus paladin once appeared who was dissatisfied with her own impure bloodline and made extensive adjustments to the various core spells of the succubus bloodline.

And you learned of this skill’s development direction, spending a skill point to unlock the specific Magic Aroma - Queen Jasmine.

Queen Jasmine Effects: 1. Refresh; 2. Calm; 3. Enhance memory.)

The same hallucinogenic scent that some succubi used to dissolve heroes’ will to resist on soft couches, another succubus could use it to feel clean and refreshed, even enhancing spell learning efficiency.

What’s with the limited edition, super rare, Chinese New Year incubus training guide!

Wouldn’t this be an SSR limited edition in the Magic Power Reward for Mouse Member Purchase?

Facts proved that the scent of Queen Jasmine was quite useful. After the hallucinogenic gas of [Sweet Aroma] calmed everyone down, Kael continued:

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"Alright, calm down about what just happened. Also, Jonathan, put down your sword, we are not enemies."

Jonathan slightly lowered his head, put down his sword, and looked at Kael as he came closer, kneeling on one knee, and said with some guilt, "Sorry, Lord Kael, I lost my composure."

The calming effect of the scent allowed the loyal knight to quickly think through the key issue once he calmed down.

Lord Kael was very obviously trying to use the Chitia people to plan something big, and his own actions could possibly cause complications.

Jonathan’s family had two generations of being with the former Lord Anthony, working on this land.

It reached his generation as the third.

He was knighted by the previous lord and was a vassal of Lord Kael. When Lord Anthony brought him back, the entire territory was calling his name.

When Lord Anthony invited his vassals to a banquet at the lord mansion, four knights attended together, and that day was the first day the young Jonathan saw Lord Kael.

At that time, little Kael timidly hid behind Anthony’s legs, occasionally peeking out to look at them.

Then, when they made eye contact, he shrank back, grabbing Anthony’s trousers even tighter.

At that time, Lord Anthony walked to them, placed the ceremonial sword used when he knighted them on his shoulder, and said solemnly:

"Jonathan, Dan, Barry, and Willfo, I may be your lord, but nothing in this world is permanent, even the gods above will fall.

When he (refers to Kael) appeared in my life, I realized, clearer than ever, that my life was counting down.

Perhaps one day I will die. When that time comes, Kael will inherit my glory and continue to lead you forward.

Especially you, Jonathan.

You are still young, with a long road ahead.

Go to the Lancaster border, where there is a gate to the Twisted Jungle, and hone yourself.

From today, the inner territory for White, the border for Jonathan, you are the head of the rangers.

If you are willing, take this sword and forge your edge!

You and White are the final swords I leave for Kael!"

Anthony encouragingly pushed Kael forward, pointed at Jonathan, and signaled the child to go over.

At that time, Jonathan watched as the small Lord Kael approached him and reached out a similarly small hand, gently touching his cold leather armor.

He instinctively raised his hand, afraid that the cute little figure might fall.

But unexpectedly, those small hands reached out and grasped his finger.

Ah, look, the child smiled.

Time flew by, in a flash, the youth of that year had grown into a fairly sharp sword in the years of guarding the Twisted Jungle.

They met again many years later.

When the carriage bearing the family crest arrived again, he realized something from the image of the cute figure from childhood.

"Lord, your knight Jonathan is here to escort."

When his lord got off the carriage and extended his hand to him, at that moment.

That moment, as if time had turned back.

The two different figures seemed to overlap.

Now, just like then.

It was true that a lord’s dishonor meant a knight’s death, but often, knights should think of their lords. Despite inner dissatisfaction, they should not ruin Lord Kael’s plans.

Not only for Lord Kael but also for Lancaster.

The more Jonathan thought, the more guilt he felt.

After calming down, he suddenly realized he had made a rather fatal mistake.

If it was as Lord Kael said at the internal banquet a few days ago, and Chitia people would enter the Shenhua Continent in large numbers, these beings with the Undying Blessing would absolutely stir up the world.

Or rather, just like the Champion Chosen Battle back then, these beings could very likely become the source of chaos, but more possibly the source of rise.

Whoever controlled the undead had the potential to cause unrest.

Now was not the time to conflict with the undead, even forming alliances should be a priority.

As Jonathan thought about this, he saw Kael’s lower garment appear in front of him while he kept his head down.

He lowered his head even more, thinking about accepting criticism or even punishment, but then he heard Kael’s voice, suppressing a laugh, "Jonathan, lift your head."

Jonathan raised his head and looked at the bent-over Kael.

"Once, a respectable elder said to her young daughter."

Kael imitated Baron Newman’s tone slightly, saying, "The great highest creator created people with different statuses, maybe it was because the wall with only one color was too monotonous.

Perhaps the highest creator created people with different identities and appearances to let us appreciate the true beauty in their true forms, and the nobles’ aesthetics lie in protecting their own people.

So I ask you, are you my people?"

"Serving Lancaster is my honor. I mean, undoubtedly yes," Jonathan said.

Kael’s smile gradually faded, and his clear eyes looked at him, "Have you ever committed any act that violated the public order, customs, or laws of the territory?"

"Never," Jonathan replied.

"Then why are you lowering your head!"

Kael said very seriously, "You did not err, and you offered courage and faith to your lord without deviation, without forgetting. What crime is there?"