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

"Kael, rise and come stand by me." The head of the Lionheart Family spoke thus.

Without hesitation, Kael stepped forward, treading over the skull of the Titan Giant to ascend the stage.

Although he was still at a growing age and was developing normally, with a height that was certainly sufficient, even so, standing before the Duke, he still felt a great deal shorter.

"Now, standing in my place, look down. What do you see?"

The Duke asked indifferently.

"Weapons, the weapons of the defeated," Kael replied directly, without any fanciful explanation.

"These weapons symbolize my glory and power, pillaged from those who dared to raise their hand against me.

Even if they are the defeated, only by becoming true strong ones are they entitled to leave their weapons beneath my stage.

You are not bad, truly not bad, both in strength and temperament, you meet my criteria, but it’s not enough, still not enough.

Go and fight. Plunder the power of the weak just as you wield the Totem Power, drive out all those who try to trespass into your territory.

I hope that within 10 years, I can see your weapon firmly implanted here below my stage!"

Kael turned his head and looked at the Duke whose reputation preceded him, finding him looking down at himself.

In those golden eyes seemed to crawl a golden lion, which at the moment of eye contact, suddenly let out a soul-shaking roar.

This was no illusion...

In a daze, he felt the Duke pressing something into him, and before he could react, he heard the Duke’s deep voice saying coldly:

"This is my gift to you, welcome to the fray that will decide the future."

Kael only felt a sudden pain in his chest, as if what the Duke had crammed into his body had been activated.

The next moment, he heard a violent thumping from his chest, a barbaric power started to burgeon within his body and swept through every limb with overwhelming force.

That force, so torrential, made Kael’s skin tingle with a faint pain.

His gaze shifted to the System panel and noticed a new passive had appeared—

[Lion Heart’s Proof]

An essence from ancient bloodlines, seized by the Sword Maniac in a special way and inscribed within the body, this is not a tainting of blood, but a concentrated manifestation of Humanity’s predatory instinct. The power of the beast converges within you, ceaselessly strengthening your physical capabilities.

An incredibly powerful passive!

No, this thing...

In a daze, Kael understood something.

So, this is the power that the Lionheart Family has controlled for generations?

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"I have marked you with the legacy’s imprint with my curse power, signifying that you can truly wield Lion Heart’s power, child. Do you see that sword?"

The Duke pointed at a resplendent sword, his eyes revealing an expression Kael could not comprehend.

"I see it, Family Head. Whose treasured sword is that?" Kael replied.

"It belonged to the Sword Maniac. Of course, you might be more familiar with one of his other names, say, White."

Kael’s body shook. That was Grandpa White’s weapon?

He had not expected that Grandpa White had actually fought against the Family Head.

No, to be more precise, he had fought against this person and still lived?

"Damn, was Grandpa White that strong in the past?"

"Go and take up that weapon. You need the Sword Maniac to become a true blade."

He spoke thus, looking at Kael with a assessing gaze.

Kael nodded, stepped forward, and drew the sword. Holding the blade, Kael felt a special power suffuse him.

"So that’s how it is, the effect of a wondrous object?"

Often times, the quality of a weapon represents the strength of its owner.

A weak person, even with a top-tier weapon, cannot unleash its original power.

And now, as he held the weapon in his hands, merely activating a small part of its power, he could already sense the formidable breath emanating from within the weapon.

It was the residual power left behind by the former owner of the sword.

Very pure, and very strong! Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The strength of this breath of power was even comparable to his own during his peak.

So, a Legendary Strongman above level 31? And even among the very top of Legendary Strongmen!

This was indeed a rare sight!

"Alright, disperse, all of you. The reason I called you here today is to meet the new member. Reflect on what you have indeed done over these years," the Duke spoke from atop the stage, with no consideration for the increasingly vivid expressions of his descendants, dismissing them with a wave of his hand.

But as they were about to leave, he added another sentence: "Rezhe, Flandre, and Kael, you three stay."

The trio paused for a moment, their expressions changing slightly, but they called out promptly.

"Yes!!!" ×3.

Once the other irrelevant individuals left, the Duke said nothing but walked off the stage, striding towards a parlor.

The three said nothing, simply following quietly behind.

Upon entering the parlor, the Duke sat in the main seat and did not communicate with them, instead becoming lost in thought.

After a long while, the Duke finally spoke, "Flandre, share your opinion on the new professional path."