Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!
Chapter 741 - 233 The Witch's Skirt Hem, Blame It on Your Woman Being More Flavorful (10k) _2

Kael looked at her with annoyance and said,

"Sister Franca, it's wartime. Are you here to undermine the troops' morale?"

Although Kael sometimes had his indulgences, like Elanna's tight, textured, black silk long legs or Hassaka's overly sensitive ears and little tiger teeth...

Yes, the ripe allure of a beautiful witch was also quite to his taste.

But at least for now, he had more important things to do.

"It's not that I want to disturb you…"

The beautiful witch huffed lightly, looking towards the rangers and elf rangers in the distance, who had already made their preparations, a leisurely smile curling at her lips.

She had come early precisely to see if there was any way she could help Kael once the reinforcements arrived.

But unexpectedly, what she saw was a group of Lancaster's armed forces, fully equipped and bursting with a murderous aura.

While at first glance, the group's equipment might seem somewhat less than ideal, a longer look would reveal that this force under Lancaster's command had an incredibly intimidating presence.

"Their average challenge rating should be around Level 9 novice, right? Such a legion, and you managed to restrain yourself before!"

"They are far from enough. For them to take on the tribe's great army is still too difficult indeed."

Kael silently applied a layer of clear lubricant to the joints of his "Deep Space Throne," a specially formulated, odorless grease from Wandong City, seeping into the joints.

The beautiful witch huffed lightly and controlled her magic wand to leisurely float down from the sky, stopping in front of Kael.

"It feels like this time we might have come to support in vain, but with your strength and the forces at your disposal, indeed, you could carve a great piece out of the tribe."

"I don't intend to carve any pieces out of them; I don't need them picking cotton for me, I just want them dead," Kael said, his tone laden with aggressiveness, clearly holding strong resentment and a firm intention to retaliate against the forces that had entered his territory without any justification.

Flan was surprised as she looked at the metal combat mecha behind Kael.

With the goblin empire having collapsed for so long, much had been buried and lost with the sands of history.

Something like humanoid mechas could only be seen in pictures recorded in books left by the goblin empire, glimpses of that era's iceberg.

In fact, Kael could now sense Franca's slightly anxious mood.

In Franca's eyes, Kael was indeed too calm for his own good.

After all, it was not in keeping with the traditional noble etiquette of the Duchy of England to let one's knights and followers fight in the front lines while oneself hid behind.

"You really have no plans to visit the front-line combat area?" Franca asked seriously, looking at Kael.

Kael nodded and said, "Indeed, I should take a look at the front line, but not now."

Seeing that Kael was genuinely disinclined to move forwards, Franca was so anxious she nearly wanted to pull him up and carry him on her magic wand to the battlefield.

Especially since the barbarians in the Lancaster Swamp were becoming restless, ready to storm the areas beyond the swamp at any moment.

If she let Kael hide in the back, not engaging in the frontline combat, the reinforcements that would soon arrive would certainly question Kael's stance.

As a lord, such actions deviated too much from what a normal lord of the Bell Federation would do.

"A lord who cannot answer to the deaths of his followers is not a good lord!"

Without a doubt, such voices would appear among the reinforcements when they arrived.

It wasn't a matter of someone trying to control the narrative but rather that Kael's behavior was indeed likely to cause his reputation among his followers to crash.

Franca struggled to persuade Kael, but seeing his expression, she suddenly felt his thoughts were serious, even deeply thought-out.

She couldn't help but be influenced by Kael's calm demeanor, feeling herself become less agitated involuntarily.

It was like being in her room at Lion Heart Castle, feeling the Dragon Blood boiling inside her late at night, thinking...

Lately, as she muttered Kael's name under her breath, her mind involuntarily recalled his visage, getting lost in thoughts, and before she knew it, she had entered Sage Time.

"Kael, you truly have the demeanor of a lordly leader!"

Kael explained in a nonchalant tone,

"It's mainly because whether I am there or not, I can play a significant supportive role. But if I went to the scene, some of the shadowy figures who might otherwise step forward to fight might just decide not to show up at all."

"Totem... huh?"

While they were still conversing here, from another direction, from within the waters of the Lancaster Swamp, there came endless, powerful roaring sounds.