1: Chapter 1: The Noble Lady's Powerful Physical Abilities!

Autumn, 1852 of the Holy Calendar.

Augustus Empire.

In Gino County, at the easternmost edge of Will Province, the morning bell of White Cliff Castle struck for the seventh time.

Before the chime had faded, the cries of infants erupted from the second floor of the castle, as if they had planned it.

"Waaa— Mommy—"

"Mommy— Waaa—"

"Mommy is gone—"

One, two, three... seven.

The servants were in a flurry.

Butler Henry arrived at his master's room and asked:

"Master, My Lady, she..."

"Ran away."

Rowan Flynn stood before the arched window of the master bedroom, his back to Butler Henry, his voice calm.

Outside the window, the White Cliff glowed with a soft warmth in the autumn morning light, and the sound of waves crashing against the reefs drifted up from below.

He wore a silk robe, his black hair disheveled.

There was a hint of playfulness in his amber eyes.

Rowan leaned against the windowsill, a low chuckle curling the corners of his mouth: "Three in the morning, she used a short-range teleportation scroll."

Butler Henry opened his mouth, but ultimately only bowed deeply: "Master, what about the children..."

Rowan did not answer, walking past Butler Henry, the hem of his silk robe brushing against the luxurious stone floor.

He descended the spiral staircase, the crying growing louder. When he reached the door of the nursery, seven servants were tending to seven children, all in a state of chaos.

"Master!"

"You may all leave."

The servants hesitated for a moment, but under Rowan's calm gaze, they bowed their heads and exited the room.

Rowan closed the heavy oak door, shutting out the noise from outside.

He walked over to the seven cribs lined up in a row and leaned over to look at the little ones, whose faces were flushed red from crying.

The oldest, Mia, was over two years old and could already stand shakily, clutching the railing and crying out "Mommy."

The youngest, Maeve, had only been born recently and was kicking her legs in her swaddling clothes.

"Shh—"

Rowan extended his index finger and pressed it gently against his lips.

He activated the Charm skill.

The crying gradually subsided into soft sobs.

Mia wiped her tears with the back of her delicate hand; with her blonde hair and blue eyes, she looked exactly like the woman who had run away.

"It's a pity I was too tired and fell asleep, so I didn't notice... She's truly cunning," Rowan thought to himself.

He stroked each child's head in turn, the smile on his lips deepening.

"Your mother has abandoned you and run away!"

As soon as he finished speaking—

"Wuu... Waaaaah—"

"Waaaaah... wuuuuuu—"

The crying erupted again, even louder than before, the wails of the seven children echoing between the stone walls.

Rowan closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

To him, these cries were not sadness, but medals. They were the sound of a progress bar ticking forward.

Sure enough, the panel in his mind appeared right on cue, a pale blue light screen that only he could see:

[born succubus more children more blessings system]

[Name]: Rowan Flynn

[Age]: 21

[Current Qualified Partner (Rating > 90)]:

Sylvia Latour (92 points)

[Current Number of Offspring]: 7

Mia Flynn (2 years old, eldest daughter)

Aidan Flynn (2 years old, second son)

Finn Flynn (2 years old, third son)

Maeve Flynn (0 years old, fourth daughter)

...

[Inherent Class]: Succubus

[Inherent Skills]:

Charm Lv.3 (1032 / 10000)

Effect: Induces a state of infatuation in the target through gaze, speech, or aura, lowering their psychological resistance.

Drain Lv.2 (2351 / 4000)

Effect: Drains emotional energy from the target through intimate contact, such as pleasure or affection, to gain attribute points.

[Qualified Offspring Count Milestone Reward]:

7: Obtain [Random Class Card × 1, Random Class Skill Card × 2] (Claimable)

14: Obtain [Designated Class Card × 1, Designated Class Skill Card × 2]

28: Obtain [Random Saint-Tier Class Card × 1, Random Saint-Tier Class Skill Card × 2]

...

Rowan looked at the words "Claimable," the smile spreading from his lips to his eyes.

"Three years... finally."

He reached out and tapped gently in the air.

[Claim "7 Offspring" Milestone Reward?]

Yes.

His hand felt heavy.

Three shimmering cards appeared out of thin air.

One was a deep purple, and two were silver-white.

At this moment, the anxious voice of Butler Henry came from outside the door:

"Master! The patrol reports traces of wandering knights in the eastern forest, well-equipped!"

"The bandit camp by the river to the west is also assembling, possibly exceeding twenty people!"

Hearing this, Rowan calmly lowered his head and looked at the cards in his hand.

He crushed the first purple card.

Ten years.

Rowan watched as the light particles from the shattered card seeped into his palm, suddenly feeling a bit dazed.

He had been in this world for exactly ten years.

At eleven years old, he woke up in this body and became the only son of the Flynn Baron of this world.

His father was a stern middle-aged knight, his mother had died early, and his territory consisted of these two lands on the empire's border.

White Cliff Castle and a corner of the Mist Forest sixty miles away.

Nominally, he was supposed to inherit both territories.

But in reality.

Three years ago, the empire conscripted border nobles to participate in the Twilight Canyon Campaign.

His father answered the call and never returned.

When the news returned, Rowan had just turned eighteen.

Following that came the "kind condolences" from other nobles in Gino County.

The Mist Forest territory was lost as a result.

Rowan had just awakened the system three days prior.

[born succubus more children more blessings system]

When he saw this name.

He was silent for an entire afternoon.

Succubus?

More children, more blessings?

Offspring count milestone rewards?

But the two skills on the panel, "Charm" and "Drain," along with the rating criteria for "Qualified Partner," made him understand what he needed to do most at this stage.

Thus, eighteen-year-old Rowan, on the seventh day after his father's funeral, sold everything he could to scrape together the travel expenses to the imperial capital.

His goal was clear: find a noble young lady who could fight and had a background, and trick her back to his territory.

To be his bodyguard, his muscle, and the mother of his children.

He spent three months in the imperial capital, using his noble status and a reasonably handsome face to infiltrate several noble salons.

Finally, at the autumn ball hosted by the Duke of Latour, he locked onto his target.

Sylvia Latour.

The Duke's eldest daughter, nineteen years old, a third-circle mage.

Beautiful, proud yet naive, currently in her rebellious phase, and dissatisfied with the marriage arranged by her family.

System rating: 92 points.

Perfect.

Rowan spent four weeks:

Two "chance encounters," three "coincidental conversations" at salons, and the cumulative effect of using the Charm skill five times.

Finally, in the Moonlight Garden.

With a performance of "longing for freedom and true love," he completely broke through the young lady's defenses.

"Come with me, Sylvia."

"Go to my territory, where there are sea cliffs and forests, no tedious etiquette, no forced marriage."

"We can build a home together, have children, and live a truly free life."

At that time, his Lv.1 Charm skill, when used against a powerful mage, had an unknown effect.

But Sylvia believed him.

Perhaps his impeccably handsome face also played a significant role?

Thus, in late autumn of 1849 of the Holy Calendar.

The eldest daughter of the Duke of Latour, the high-mountain flower of the imperial capital, the genius girl of the Magic Association—

Sylvia Latour.

Eloped with a country bumpkin noble!

Once this news got out, it exploded in the imperial capital!

At countless tea parties and salons, young nobles sighed in regret.

And Sylvia was indeed worthy of her reputation as a magic genius; after being tricked into the countryside by Rowan, she was extremely useful.

The first month she arrived at White Cliff Castle, she leveled a bandit hideout in the eastern forest with a Fireball spell.

The second month, she froze a wandering knight group trying to cross the river to rob them with an Ice Wall spell.

The third month, she discovered she was pregnant...

By the time the Duke's family tracked them down, three children were already running around.

The old Duke was furious on the spot; this powerful Dragon Knight nearly tore down White Cliff Castle.

But it was too late, there were already three grandchildren.

He could only painfully announce to the outside world: "Miss Sylvia has gone to the border magic tower for long-term advanced studies."

But the results of her "advanced studies" grew more fruitful year by year.

In the third year, there were four more.

Rowan himself marveled at the high efficiency of the Succubus class, and also at the powerful physical constitution of the mage lady.

...