Kyle, who studied the game board all night, was almost sealed under the quilt until noon.
What a pity, the game panel of "Gate to the Nether" is still there! And judging from the news obtained from the system, the arrival of those sandbox players is not far away.
I just don’t know if the player’s unique way of improving their strength has changed.
However, this evaluation of the game panel has many flaws.
To put it simply, the way the original body died probably boils down to...
I didn’t want to have fun with others, so I decided to have fun on my own, but I couldn’t control it. It was so fun!
No wonder she is so weak now. During the rapid development period of bloodline awakening, the most important thing for the succubus is a large amount of high-quality essence to fill the need for bloodline advancement.
As a result, the original body was unwilling to absorb the essence of others. Instead, it suffered from the disadvantages of bloodline promotion and suffered a lot of fatigue and seven injuries. It is not a ghost until it is weak!
By the time he went downstairs, Old White had asked the kitchen to prepare Chinese food.
Just as Kyle was leisurely enjoying the corrosion of the aristocratic system, he suddenly heard a somewhat familiar roar coming from outside.
"It's a griffon." Old White looked at Kyle and said, "Master, I'm going to go out and take a look. You stay in the living room and don't move around."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Kyle's expression was subtle, as if he felt like he was being taken advantage of.
Within two minutes, Old White pushed the door open again and said softly: "Mr. Fox of the Bronze Cross is here to see you. Young Master, please go into the inner room to change your clothes."
Hearing this, Kyle was also a little surprised. After all, except for temple Sundays and harvest festivals, he rarely saw anyone from the Lionheart Knight.
According to different functions, the Lionheart Chapter is divided into the Bronze Cross to guard the city-state, the Iron Cross to fight against foreign enemies, and the Golden Cross to protect the lord.
The most elite and loyal members will be promoted to the royal capital and become the core force of the Lionheart Chapter - the Knights of Glory.
The Bronze Cross where Fox was located had little contact with the Iron Cross where his father was. When he was in the royal capital, Fox had never visited his home before.
If the original person had not had a good memory and had heard his father talking about this person in his early years, he would not even be able to remember his name.
I came here unexpectedly today, I'm afraid something really happened.
Thinking of this, Kyle suddenly got up and went inside to change clothes.
…
Inner room, in front of floor-length mirror.
He put on a clean mage's simple clothes and hung an old animal-skin-covered book by his side.
The somewhat haggard beauty was reflected in the mirror. On her handsome face, a pair of burning eyes flashed with a thoughtful look from time to time.
He subconsciously touched the side of his face.
The somewhat confused beauty in the mirror gently raised her face, her expression even a little confused.
It’s so beautiful, worthy of me!
While changing clothes, he recalled the information about the Lionheart Chapter and frowned slightly.
As the violent organ of the principality and the largest lawful force in the state, this group of lion-hearted knights riding griffons have always been unfriendly to evil gods and races that are often linked to evil gods.
If I, a half-blood succubus, committed any crime and fell into their hands, I would most likely be killed directly.
It’s not to blame for his guilty conscience. In his previous life, Kyle chose to become a demon race in the game and had a few fights with them.
You shouldn't be here to deal with me, right?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Kyle eliminated this option without hesitation.
Although I don’t know how my father, who was required to abide by the [Lionheart Knight Treaty], hooked up with the succubus.
I don’t know how the Inquisition Council of the Principality of Inkilans, which has always rejected abyssal creatures, allowed a hybrid succubus to sneak into the royal capital.
I don’t even know how the Secret Scroll Mage Academy in the Royal Capital dares to accept a son of the Abyss who failed the political examination and enter the Secret Scroll Mage Academy, which trains elite mages of the Federation.
But all in all, we are all our own people, so don’t worry...
What a fart!
Isn't this just a case of a federal military boss's power-and-sex deal? After being caught, he had to violate the regulations of the government department and put his son, his most hated son, into a key school job through a shady deal.
If this was discovered, he would be shot a hundred times, a hundred times?
No, you may not even survive until you are shot!
After all, my body is really a big deal, and it can be called the main dish on the table. If I really want to go to prison and be targeted by the prisoners, what should I do if something happens?
He would not use his own safety to challenge the self-control of the group of lawless gangsters in the prison.
Thinking of this, his eyes gradually darkened as he walked towards the living room.
Do you want to try to counterattack?
But...the Lionheart Chapter has an average level of suppression of LV12 per capita. Want to fight back? Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!
He won't die before he leaves the army, right?
No, we have to find a way to fool this person!
He recalled the memory of his original body, Kyle, and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, in the memory of the original Kyle, he has never preyed on humans, except himself.
At least in terms of behavior, he was innocent of the duchy's rules and regulations.
Really, biting yourself with the succubus' peach-hearted tail, absorbing your own energy, trying to suppress the instinct of bloodline promotion...
It’s a good idea, let’s think about it in the next life!
He left himself with this terrible body and had no capital to resist the Lionheart Knight.
Instead of thinking about counterattack, it is better to see how to gain favor from this group of stereotyped knights and escape from the prison that does not exist.
With such uneasiness, Kyle left the inner room.
At the door, Old White was waiting quietly. Perhaps seeing that Kyle had not moved for a long time, he looked slightly worried and asked: "Master, are you okay?"
Kyle shook his head and said: "Grandpa White, I have nothing to do. Go and make tea for the guests. Even though my father has been away from the family for many years, he should not lose the etiquette that a noble should have."
Old White nodded and said with a smile: "Master Kyle, the tea has been brewed and is being placed in the tea room. The old servant will bring it to you later."
Kyle nodded.
…
At this time, in the living room downstairs on the other side.
Fox has a cold temperament. This first-class honorable knight of the Lionheart Chapter is thinking about what tone to use to inform a child of his father's death.
He sighed softly, straightened his chest when he heard slow footsteps coming from the corridor.
When Fox raised his head, he saw a young man wearing simple mage uniforms walking slowly, stopped in front of him, and made a mage salute:
"Is it Uncle Fox from the Fourth Bronze Cross? I came here unexpectedly. There were not many preparations at home. We only had some tea and snacks, so we couldn't entertain him well."
On the side, Old White brought tea, placed it next to Fox and Kyle, and poured tea.
Fox stared at the young man with calm and deep eyes, surprised in his heart, and thought to himself, he is worthy of being a succubus hybrid, he looks... indeed good-looking, and makes people feel much better at first sight.
Even though he is only dressed in simple mage robes, his eyebrows are cold and his manner is natural and polite, and he can be called by his name at the first sight.
Based on this first impression alone, even though Fox has a firm mind, his prejudice against succubi has also been reduced a lot.
This actually made it harder for him to say some words, and he felt even more guilty for a while.
He sighed and said: "Your father, Anthony D. Charles, led the army to encircle and suppress the evil god yesterday and died in the wilderness.
I came here today, firstly, to talk about what happened, and secondly, to send him back to the core of Anthony’s sanctuary.”
Street Diary: I am adding an update to the first collection. Fortunately, I have saved the manuscript, otherwise I would have to wait for a while for this new book to be released.