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

Flandre shook her head, pushing the absurd scene from her dream to the depths of her mind.

She wanted to be a good sister and didn't have much else on her mind. As for that dream that would be banned immediately if released...

She hoped it was just her overthinking.

Flandre planned to consult a professional in a few days. At her level, it was difficult to dream purely for dreaming's sake.

Especially since she was a Mage, and their core profession was closely linked to their brains. As their power grew, their brains naturally became more active.

This allowed Mages to focus more during their waking hours, but as a trade-off, it made dreaming even harder.

So, for high-level Mages, dreaming wasn't necessarily a good thing. It might mean they subconsciously detected some factors but couldn't piece them together.

Eventually, as these relevant factors accumulated, it would instinctively create a sense of crisis, bursting forth in a brainstorm during sleep and forming a sort of precognitive dream.

So, within the Mage Academia, dreaming of something bad could indeed alert Mages, as no one knew if it contained fatal elements.

However, as she joined Kael in the carriage, Flandre found the situation a bit amusing.

After all, to be honest, the nature of the dream wasn't that bad. Sometimes, that scarlet dreamland might remind people of indescribable things.

Flandre's lips curled into a mocking smile.

Kael was somewhat absent-minded today and didn't notice the oddities in his beautiful sister.

As she realized Kael wasn't paying attention to her, Flandre's eyes deepened while they sat in the carriage, her long, beautiful legs hidden beneath the table.

With a slight movement of her finger, a barely audible sound rubbed against her silk-smooth skin.

Recalling it, that slightly scarlet dream from last night wasn't entirely a bad thing.

She could even remember, at the end of that dream, being lifted up, her body in a nun's prayer position, pressed against a huge glass window.

The little Incubus in the dream had great strength; it was as if her own strength had been drained, leaving her helpless to resist.

She looked tearfully at the swaying world outside Lion Heart Castle.

Lost in thought, the beautiful witch's toes started to fidget, her boot-clad legs brushing against Kael's occasionally.

Her gaze gradually became vacant, seemingly unaware of her own strange actions.

Just like a newborn instinctively seeking food without understanding the concept...

The beautiful witch was the same. To say she liked Kael would be ridiculous.

At most, it was a muddled emotion, far from pure.

After all, he was her best friend's son. On Sibel's wedding day, it was she who personally dressed her best friend in a wedding gown and sent her to that big oaf Anthony.

Back then, their marriage received hardly any blessings.

She was one of the few who did offer blessings.

The sorrow over her best friend Sibel's death twisted into a somewhat distorted affection for Kael, a profoundly pure fondness for the younger generation.

Indeed, when Kael first arrived at Lion Heart Castle, she had, for various reasons, given him a grand gift without the slightest issue.

This child truly was impressive!

Facing him, Flandre couldn't help but recall his tragic past, and all this turned into deep pity, adding a layer of tenderness to her pure fondness for him.

Kael actually didn't know that from the very beginning, he had always been under Flandre's watchful eye.

Though Flandre hadn't participated in the competition for the Duke's position, she was still one of the main controllers of Lion Heart Castle. Many secrets within the castle were not hidden from her.

In such a situation, using a bit of her authority to check on Kael's living conditions over the years was no problem at all.

Her father knew about this and didn't oppose her actions, but sometimes he would meaningfully tell her:

"Flandre, the Federation Star plan is very cruel. Every qualified Federation Star has to endure unimaginable torment before they are born.

Anthony even gave up everything in the Charles family to choose to become one of them.

After all, using the family head as a low-value consumable for transformation is against some basic principles, even if Anthony agreed.

But have you ever thought about why, from your earliest memories, Sibel was always by your side?

After all, I don't particularly like Incubi, yet I allowed her to stay in Lion Heart Castle."

"I don't know," she answered at the time.

"If it were just an ordinary Incubus, I wouldn't have allowed her to step through the gate of Lion Heart Castle, even if she had arrived as a child."