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

Although he had only advanced to Level 8 after the small-scale conflict, when he was only Level 7, he could already feel that the barrier between him and the Transcendent was about to be broken.

Just as he had discussed with Old White before, the growth process of a professional was essentially the process of adapting to exceptional environments.

The various specialty passive entries that arise from this process could be said to be a feedback from the reality of the professional's own resistance to exceptional situations, rather than the merit of the system's panel.

Why do beings like Demons or Elves have certain enhancements in their Attributes compared to other races?

The simple reason is that they, in order to adapt to extreme environments, have to advance more quickly to develop Attributes and specialties that can better resist these environments during their growth process.

Over time, this experience of struggling with all things becomes etched in their bloodline, turning into what is known as racial traits.

He spread his hand and looked at his pale palm, a trace of a smile appearing on his face.

For players, there is basically no such thing as natural Attribute growth.

However, Kael simply needed to continue training, and his Attributes would improve. Although such increases might not be so apparent and would become more difficult to achieve later on, this could still create a significant gap between him and the players.

"Young Master Kael..." Hassaka walked in, looking at Kael who had his back to her, and softly called out.

Kael turned around, his eyes flickering as he said, "Are those things ready?"

With a lift of her skirt, Hassaka bowed slightly and replied, "Yes, the materials you need for body strengthening have all been prepared. Shall I bring them in now?"

"Then bring them in..."

"Okay, okay..." Hearing that Kael had no further words, Hassaka felt a tinge of disappointment.

She had already sensed the scent of spring on the young master, so strong it was almost overwhelming. If it were her, she would already be wagging her tail and incessantly rubbing against the young master's warm body.

Woo, that doesn't seem right to say, because she indeed wanted to cling tightly to the young master's body.

Eh, could it be that I am...

Hassaka, who realized it belatedly, suddenly understood; it was almost that time according to the calendar.

This made her feel even more uneasy.

Although the Snow Wolf Clan possessed their own intelligence, they were still a race with unextinguished beastliness. When it came to these bodily instincts, they couldn't help but think a bit more about it.

For a moment, she felt a bit hot and instinctively lifted the hem of her dress, revealing her slender waist that was sweating lightly, pale and carrying a faint wild charm.

She still looked rather petite, but now she exuded the scent of ripeness.

Noticing that Hassaka had yet to act, Kael turned to look at her, his gaze accidentally falling on the pleasant scenery at the front of the little maid.

He turned his head away, looking into the distance, and thought he caught sight of egrets dotting the undulating mountains in the distance, the pink in his eyes growing deeper. Stay connected via empire

His voice a bit hoarse, he said, "What are you still doing here? Go and get the things ready."

His voice almost sounded like a reprimand.

Hassaka felt a strong sense of grievance but still nodded, prepared to leave.

"Wait..." Kael suppressed his emotions and huffed, "Turn back and look at me."

Hassaka turned back, looking at Kael with the coldness in his eyes. With her eyes brimming with tears, she felt her breathing almost stop under his gaze. His eyes were like whirlpools, seemingly pulling something from within her body away.

Woo woo, my body feels strange!

All she could muster to say weakly was, "Young Master Kael, is there anything else you'd like to order?"

Kael, as if oblivious to her reaction, stated coldly:

"Have the hot water ready, and deal with the materials in advance. After you've prepared everything in the room, stay, and process all the materials for warming and nurturing the body."

Hassaka was taken aback, but didn't this go without saying? Usually, when the young master needed these things taken care of, she was the one who did it.

"What, you're not happy about it?" Kael snorted, "You have indeed been a bit presumptuous lately. After you're done dealing with things, stay there and accept your punishment."

Hassaka's nose twitched, the red in her eyeballs became sharper, as if she suddenly understood something and joyfully left the room.

But now the grievance on her face had turned into a bright smile, her cheeks flushed like rosy clouds, and even her ear tips turned red.

For a moment Kael was lost in thought, watching Hassaka wag her tail cheerfully as she ran out, subconsciously licking his canine tooth.

He didn't intend to explain deliberately; a Werewolf Clan maid who was cute yet slightly wilful, if not properly disciplined, would forget the difference between master and servant.

It didn't take long for Hassaka to finish dealing with the things and then push them into the room again.

She playfully said, "Young Master Kael, your small room next door is ready."

That place was a bathing area arranged exclusively for Kael by the Rangers, with no one else allowed to enter.

Once inside the steam-filled small room, Kael, now in a bathrobe, stepped directly into the heated pool. The light cast by the flickering Magic Lamp projected the intertwined shadows onto the bottom of the pool.

Hassaka, who had approached quietly, had somehow entered the pool and drew near to Kael, who had his eyes closed, gently massaging his shoulders to relieve the soreness and the scars left by the Magic Silk Thread.

Kael seemed to be in a bad mood, his voice suppressed as he said:

"You have been increasingly lacking the decorum of a maid lately..."

Hassaka's voice trembled, but her hands never ceased their movement. She looked with some distress at the faint purple marks on Kael's body and said:

"Young Master, do you always end up with such scars after using those silk threads to bind your body?"