Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!
Chapter 813 - 245 Kael: If We Could Truly Become One (10K)_2

You may choose not to stand with our faction, but your Shadow Country must think it through carefully.

Having made such a choice, the tragic death toll of your infiltrator legion would truly become just a number.

Proving your unwavering allegiance to our faction with blood is quite effective for most powers.

Initially, they needed to prove themselves to the holy Briania.

Now, they need to prove themselves to the Lancaster Territory.

That's what he initially believed until he saw those phantoms darting through the night.

Shadow Garden…

The group that usually appeared as maids, but in fact had developed into Lancaster's internal intelligence-gathering and infiltration unit, thus pursued through the darkness.

That's why… Kael said he felt a little guilty towards the Shadow Clan.

It's due to understanding the dire circumstances the Shadow Clan is currently facing that Kael decided to dispatch the combat maids of the Shadow Garden.

Prisoners often consider their lives as coins the new leaders can freely use for exchanges.

Not only the future lord to whom they might re-swear allegiance would think this, but the infiltrators would think so too.

"We ourselves are captives, kept alive only because we still hold value."

This is the true reflection deep within the hearts of the Shadow Clan.

How can the remaining clansmen live better lives?

In their view, the simplest way is to show the future lord their worth as coins.

This inherently self-destructive thought has a high probability of lingering around these infiltrators.

How could infiltrators, buried deep in the shadows, dare to gaze directly at the blue sky in daylight?

But… they came.

They weren't those so-called allies in name only, but true allies who fought with them, willing to entrust their backs to them.

When Kael's exclusive appeared on the battlefield, willing to use their lives to block the Orean's Royal Capital Guard for them, they didn't know what was right, but they would trust you.

This was Kael's lethal tactic targeting their humanity, to make the Shadow Clan swiftly abandon unnecessary thoughts and join Lancaster's ranks.

Cunning and despicable, but in such a situation, it could become the most critical strike to bridge the understanding and communication between the two sides.

"Lord… Lord..." muttered the Shadow Clan member standing beside the heavily injured clansman, barely able to speak.

Just like at the end of anger, there will be no more shouting, only silent words.

The Shadow Clan member couldn't speak fully for a moment, but after a while, came to his senses and said trembling with fear:

"You… you are a powerful mage, for sure you can save them, right!"

Kael looked at the more than thirty people gathered together on the field, receiving treatment from priests, among whom he even saw several severely injured combat maids.

The gloom in his eyes deepened a bit.

At this moment, he understood more profoundly that becoming a strong individual and managing a team well, though seemingly equivalent in a certain sense, are actually two entirely different paths of development.

As a Lord…

The more one desires their territory to reach upward like a Big Tree towards the light, the deeper its roots must delve into the soil, into the darkness…

To do this, some methods one would originally disdain instead become the 'principles' this identity as a Lord must grasp, these 'principles' that can tangibly allow the territory to prosper and flourish…

And now, looking at the expressions of the Shadow Clan, everything was progressing in the direction Kael hoped for.

But why, does he not feel happy?

He didn't spend much thought pondering the reason, and instead, swiftly approached the Shadow Clan member, comfortingly said:

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm here, I won't let anything happen to them, even if I have to snatch them back from the hands of Death God!"

When he said this, the determination in his eyes was unparalleled.

"Okay… okay… please… please save them!"

"Alright, what I can do, I definitely won't refuse, so, for now, step aside and let me see what their situation is?"

"Okay!"

…

Kael quickly understood the situation of this group of injured individuals.

The matter was not as easy to resolve as Kael had imagined, but also not overly difficult.

Kael just noticed that this group of people was injured by the same combat method.

"Orean Eagle Strike Royal Swordsmanship… really a fierce opponent you ran into! Their attacks aimed at utterly annihilating you, and the fact they lasted until I arrived to rescue them is already a miracle."

Kael wasn't joking.

The Orean Eagle Strike Royal Swordsmanship focuses on the supreme and strongest combat magic developed for humanoid races like halflings.

Among its moves, some are designed specifically to compensate for the halfling's height disadvantage, using low-level attacks to deal lethal blows to such conventional humanoid lifeforms as Humans and Elves.