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

Not concerned about the Undead? What a joke, they are ultimately the children of the Goddess.

"The Goddess sent the Undead to Lancaster, surely, she had her deep reasons.

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I do not know the will of the gods, but I will judge for myself and use my eyes to assess whether the Undead are worth investing in, and whether Kael, you are trustworthy or not.

If a war of injustice truly erupted between the two nations, Your Holiness Mephiel, by then, could you truly bear the heaps of corpses beneath this war?"

Tetu didn’t know, but that did not stop him from arranging things in the Duchy of Lancashire according to the will of his own Pope.

Thinking of this, the centuries-old elder narrowed his eyes, a chilling murderous intent revealing through the slits.

As a high-ranking Church official who grew up listening to the stories of Pope Mephiel, although belonging to different righteous gods, Tetu always felt that the benevolent Mephiel, who treated his followers with kindness, should not be the kind of villain who tramples on life.

He could not help thinking of the other righteous God’s Churches, throwing his suspicions onto them first and foremost.

Even Mephiel could not completely reject the opinions and suggestions from other Churches.

The fire on Holy Mountain years ago nearly destroyed half of the foundation of The Papal State of Brinia, now thinking about it, probably those junior Church leaders also desired in their hearts to regain the central status of Briania among Humans!

The conflict between the old human hub and the new human hub... if you really want me to choose, I choose the group recognized by the Goddess.

He could not help recalling those Undead who sang and laughed at the harvest festival; although their names were strange, that happy smile...

It wasn’t fake!

Kael, will you be the key to break the deadlock?

...

At Campbell’s Mansion, accompanied by a burst of the sound of broken crockery, at this moment, Earl Campbell’s face turned deathly pale.

"Helois! Helois! How dare you, how dare you!"

He let out an angry roar! An individual antagonistic to him had entered into the succession of the Duke’s position; he need not think too hard about it, he would be the primary target moving forward.

What’s more infuriating is that when he stood on this stage, without a reasonable basis, he could not even employ underhanded methods against him.

Let alone the fact that Duke Lion Heart was still in power, even if Lion Heart abdicated, he might not live past the Family Head, precisely because being part of this family, he understood all too well what a terrifying existence Lion Heart was.

200 years, the Bell Federation had been established for over 200 years, how many were qualified to stand in front of Lion Heart and pique his interest?

Well... indeed quite a few.

Like the other Dukes from different Duchies who had never won against the Family Head.

Like the Caesar Governor sitting on the Golden Throne.

Like that Pope Mephiel from Briania.

And like the Elf King from the Supreme Forest and the former Elf Queen who had her head chopped off by Lion Heart.

...

Alright, one cannot quite calculate it that way, before these top figures of the continent, he was no different from an ant that could be crushed underfoot.

As it turned out, the so-called noble demeanor only maintained on the premise that he was not enraged enough, at least now, Earl Campbell venting his rage in the room, showed no signs of the composure he had in front of Baron Bernard.

His gaze turned to the red-eyed, weaker Half-Elf wife beside him, apparently frightened by Earl Campbell’s brutality, trembling by the side, not daring to make a sound, her tears nearly falling.

This woman was precisely Baron Bernard’s wife.

After being given to Earl Campbell by Bernard, from her initial pain and entanglement to being repeatedly toyed with, controlled, and mastered, and then reluctantly growing accustomed to enduring Campbell’s brutality, eventually, she only harbored hatred towards Bernard, even deriving vengeful pleasure when in action.

Latterly, she could not remember what her initial feelings towards Earl Campbell were exactly; Bernard had destroyed her hopes for a family, and now she was experiencing warmth from another man, even if this warmth only appeared during his dominance.

But regardless, when that child was borne into the world, the Baroness’s heart was full of joy, as if she and that man had formed a new bond, and with it, she also increasingly yearned to stay by Earl Campbell’s side. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

But all of this was destroyed.

Though inside the prolonged abusive manipulation, the Baroness gradually lost her sanity, she was not foolish; in a sense, her child was once the bargaining chip between herself and Earl Campbell.

Now that the bargaining chip was gone, Earl Campbell, who had been much nicer to her in recent years, had become much more irritable.

Though she too was in great pain from losing the child, when abused, she couldn’t help but recall the craziest times from the past, involuntarily her leg trembled once, her drool dripping down.

"Come here!"

Earl Campbell picked up an iron chain from the table, pulled it forcefully, and the Baroness on the other end of the chain instinctively squatted down and crawled over submissively.

Possibly finding the woman too noisy, Earl Campbell impatiently flung her under the table.