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

"As long as there are enough specific means, the interaction between different types of troops can completely unleash power far beyond that of an unorganized and unskilled army."

The old mage was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "How do they make up for their own shortcomings?"

"They don't need to forcibly supplement their shortcomings.

As long as the arrangement of the staves forming a barrel is reasonable, the longer the staves, the more water it can hold."
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Kael waved his finger, and a barrel with staves of varying lengths was formed on the ground by the magic power.

He snapped his fingers, and water began to ripple inside the barrel, soon overflowing from the shorter staves.

"This is the common notion among professionals now," Kael said with a slight smile, "The idea that by compensating for weaknesses, you can increase the overall capacity of an individual has no inherent flaws."

Then Kael waved his finger again, forming another barrel with even more uneven staves. This time, under the previous method, the barrel would hold very little water.

But as the staves went from low to high, forming the barrel, Kael bent his finger, and the barrel tilted, allowing it to hold more water than the original barrel.

Everyone nodded. The metaphor was vivid and instantly clarified why the Rangers displayed such unique qualities in battle at the Lord Mansion.

"The Lion Heart Battle Group's Igor Squad... is it?" The old mage's face showed admiration but quickly turned a bit melancholic,

"Lord Kael, what kind of determination drives these soldiers to fight alongside you?"

Kael was slightly stunned by this perplexing question. He frowned, feeling that he might have missed some element he had never noticed before.

But he still spoke from his heart, "I am their Lord. I will lead them to the furthest reach of Lancaster's iron-hoofed riders, and I will entrust my back to them.

I am a very greedy person. I yearn for knowledge and crave power. I will forge myself to be strong enough and let those who trust their backs to their comrades share my power and glory."

"Really?" The old mage laughed heartily.

Kael nodded, "Always!"

He had long known he was neither Ning Ruyu nor the original Kael.

He was a new life formed from the fusion of two memories!

Precisely because of this, he was even less likely to wallow in self-pity.

Even if he had reincarnated into a mixed-blood incubus and didn't even understand what he truly was, the one thing he knew was that he was still active in this world...

His story was still unfolding!

So he said,

"A true Lord must be stronger than any subordinate, possess stronger desires, and a more genuine demeanor. Only this way will my subordinates be drawn to me, kneeling before my throne.

Maybe one day, when future generations look back at us, some will appreciate how great it was to follow a Lord like me."

Kael's words left everyone in silence. But after a moment, one knight started clapping. Gradually, applause spread one after another.

Jonathan was visibly moved, as this was the Lord he acknowledged, to whom he swore allegiance. As his Lord had said, he would lead the charge and entrust his back to them.

If the Lord was prepared to fight and entrusted his back to them, how could they fear to offer their power in return?

Even Anuka and some of the first Snow Wolf Clan members who received the power of the Symbiotic Armor, had their eyes flicker with emotion.

At that moment, many of them recalled the scene when they first met Lord Anthony, Kael's father, back in the day.

In truth, what they looked up to, recognized, and pledged their loyalty to was the brave and fearless Lord Anthony. Even now, following Kael was an extension of that admiration.

But at that moment, they realized they were wrong.

Kael was not a mere extension of Lord Anthony. He was a new, charismatic leader in his own right.

Anuka didn't dislike this Kael. In fact, he felt that fighting alongside such a Lord might be the best destiny for the Snow Wolf Clan, who roamed the snowy wilderness.

Because they were, after all, the proud and untamed Snow Wolves!

He patted his daughter Hassaka on the shoulder.

Hassaka looked confusedly at her father and asked, "Father, what's the matter?"

"Hassaka, would you like to hear some advice from your father?"

"Huh?"

Hassaka looked at her father in bewilderment, not understanding what he wanted to express.

"Give birth to many! Ten, at least! You must bear his children; they will be the strongest snow wolves!"

At that moment, the leader of the Snow Wolf Clan showed eyes glowing like those of a wolf.

Upon hearing this, Hassaka's ears burned. This was quite unlike her usual forthright self. She touched her cheeks and whispered,

"Yes, I have always thought so."

After speaking, she couldn't help but envision a future where she would be surrounded by many little wolves, all resembling both him and her. Surrounded by them, she would surely be very happy!