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

As the rune was inscribed on the peculiar part of his body, he quickly felt the oath of Flandre coming from the rune and the benefits he would enjoy in the future.

This sensation was quite mysterious, as if his connection with her had grown closer on some level.

Flandre gazed directly into Kael's eyes and softly said, "The spot where the rune takes effect on the Sorceress's body—you should be able to guess where it is. To ensure it activates quickly, Kael, you don't need me to teach you what to do, right?"

Kael didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately agreed.

He stepped forward and directly pierced Flandre's body.

She let out a cry of pain.

At that moment, deep within her abdomen, a blood-red rune was slowly pulsating there.

...

As Flandre clutched her stomach and staggered away, Kael lowered his head, still savoring that feeling...

No, Kael was in contemplation.

He had heard a piece of news from Flandre that he had anticipated.

Two days later at noon, Magic Monarch Bartlett would arrive in Lancaster under the protection of the Silver Guard Army, making it necessary for him to arrange the appropriate preparations in advance.

Amid the tenderness, Kael finally began to understand the mindset he had when he first came to Flandre to inquire about work.

However, he wasn't sure why something felt off, even though he had begun the work just as he had intended.

Why did it feel as if the sequence of events had been reversed?

Fortunately, Kael wasn't the type to indulge in useless thoughts.

The pressure burdening him was also beginning to increase, forcing him to invest more energy into crucial areas.

"Speaking of which, the matters with the Shadow Clan should be mostly resolved, right?"

...

[Location: Orean Independent Kingdom · Royal Capital · In the Dungeon]

To the east of the Orean Royal Capital, a gigantic structure stood imposingly.

The locals referred to it as the "Alchemy Furnace," an enormous special structure that the Orean Independent Kingdom could absolutely not afford to lose.

Every year, over half of the high-tech alchemy products are born from this coliseum-like Alchemy Furnace.

Each night, countless alchemy flames would erupt from the Alchemy Furnace, and the cold alchemy flames would leak light from its barely visible crevices—

Cold and cruel.

Just like the three colossal entities within the Alchemy Furnace, representing the supreme dominion of the forces they controlled.

The first was called "Source Material," a special organization centered around gnomes that occupied the most laboratories within the Alchemy Furnace.

Without reservation, it could be said that the Source Material organization was crucial for the gnomes within the Orean Independent Kingdom, as it allowed them to maintain a grip on the nation's core.

Because they had truly monopolized a significant range of alchemy equipment in critical sectors.

Next was the Holy Briania Overseers' Hall. Starting over forty years ago, the racial traits of the halfling group led the Orean Independent Kingdom to lean towards anarchy, prompting the Holy Hall to send people for stabilization.

The result was that today, the Holy Briania Overseers' Hall no longer had the authority to monitor the stability of Orean, but due to its deep intervention back then, it had also settled down within this country.

Lastly, the Orean National Research Institute, the theoretically highest-ranking and most supported research institution under the current Orean Independent Kingdom, couldn't even compete with the previous two forces.

Although its influence was equally deeply rooted, it appeared somewhat weak when facing the external forces of the gnomes and the Holy Hall.

At this time, an adult man with a relaxed smile sat in a carriage driven by a halfling, looking at the halfling ahead he said:

"...I've heard that in the gnome promotion of Orean, the Alchemy Furnace is their symbol of liberation and salvation for the Orean independence?"

The halfling driver hesitated for a moment and nodded, "At first, yes. Back then, we were barely grateful for their help."

Hearing the somewhat insincere words from the halfling, the adult man didn't further pursue the question.

He was the commander of the Infiltrator army of the Shadow Clan in the dungeon.

Having learned what a desolate state the once Shadow Country had become, his heart's indignation was ready to burst forth, but in the end, it turned into calmness.

Because no matter what, the country he once fought desperately to protect had completely vanished into history.

All that remained were ruins, still ruins.

It was hard to imagine that after being transported to the surrounding regions at that time, under the guidance of local guides, one would visit the ruins of the Shadow Country and hear the guide say, "An ancient civilization once flourished here, they were said to be called the Shadow Country..."

In that moment, he felt as if his calm mind was about to erupt.

Now, looking at the Orean Independent Kingdom's scenery, he suddenly felt a sense of dissonance between the present and the past.

This country looked much like the already destroyed Shadow Country.

The Shadow Country was occupied by abyssal demons, with most of its land dragged into the Abyss, becoming a region on one of the Abyss's layers.

And the Orean Independent Kingdom wasn't far off either.