Lord Of Succubi:Transmigrated As A Dual Cultivator In Isekai Of Magic

Wood knelt on the cold floor with his head bowed like a criminal awaiting what felt like an inevitable judgment. Calvin, deep in contemplation, stood by the window, his gaze focused on the outside world. The weight of the situation lingered in the air, and both father and son were caught in a moment of silent tension.

Each moment had a large impact on Wood's mind, he was praying silently for the inevitable to change as if prayer could rewind time, he knew that was impossible for even the strongest mage, but he was hoping the two invisible men failed and were even killed by Tiffany.

As the guard arrived with news from the James family, Wood couldn't contain his anxiety. He rushed towards the guard, "Is she okay? What happened?"

The guard, understanding the gravity of his report, bowed before Calvin. "Lady Tiffany was unable to complete her trade because she was ambushed on her way there, so she and her entourage had to come back because they didn't know what more danger lay ahead." He reassured them that Tiffany was unharmed, appearing perfectly okay.

A wave of relief washed over Calvin, a visible softening in his expression. Wood, unable to contain his joy, grinned from ear to ear, convinced that his impulsive actions had not led to dire consequences.

Attempting to offer words of wisdom, Calvin directed his attention to Wood. "Don't you get it?" he said, his tone carrying a mix of frustration and concern. "The good news for the Klein family is that Tiffany is not dead. If she had died, everyone would have assumed that the Klein family was the murderer. Everyone would have held a grudge against us, and yet the only one who would have profited in the end would have been Mary Kay."

Wood's expression faltered as Calvin spoke, realizing the gravity of his actions and the potential consequences for his family. The blindness fueled by his desire slowly lifted, and Wood began to comprehend the intricate web of political strategy surrounding the incident.

As Calvin laid out the sobering reality of the situation, Wood felt the strength drain from his legs, compelling him to return to a submissive position on his knees. Mortification and anger swirled within him, fueled by the realization of the gravity of his impulsive actions.

"That bastard Mary, I am going to make sure she pays for trying to make use of me to get rid of her opponent," Wood said, determined to confront Mary and settle the score immediately, he rose with a fiery resolve. However, Calvin swiftly moved closer, delivering another resounding slap across Wood's face "thwark" Wood was once again surprised and speechless.

"Calm down," Calvin shouted at him, "the best move right now is for you to calm down and think of your next move carefully" emphasizing the need for composure. "What are you going to do when you get to Mary's manor?"

"I am going to make sure she remembers I am not someone she can mess with."

Calvin, however, shook his head in disapproval, forcing Wood to confront a harsh reality "And how are you going to do that?" he asked, Wood wanted to reply but couldn't find the word, he was speechless and embarrassed.

"You said you are going to deal with her? Do you have the power to deal with her guards? Or do you plan to just walk through them?"

Wood faltered, realizing the stark truth that he lacked the strength for such a confrontation.

"Or do you have evidence that he tried to use you to get rid of Tiffany?" Calvin asked mockingly.

Wood, finding himself without a satisfactory response, felt a sense of stupidity and dejection. Calvin regarded his son with a mix of disappointment and concern, shaking his head in disbelief.

Returning to his seat, Calvin couldn't help but view Wood as a reckless individual, now more than ever. He pondered the realization that his son, in his current state, was ill-equipped to navigate the intricate web of Mary's manipulative tactics. The lesson learned was harsh, and Wood's impulsive nature had seemingly led him into a perilous situation with no clear way out.

"Don't act too impulsive; you'll walk into her next trap," Calvin admonished his son with a stern expression. Wood, like an obedient dog, nodded in acknowledgment, his frustration palpable. He turned around and left, contemplating his next move.

As Wood walked toward the entrance door, his father, Calvin, couldn't help but feel a mixture of frustration and concern for his impulsive son.

In the midst of this tension, a servant entered the room.

"What are you doing? You had better give me the best reason not to deal with you".

"Miss Kay, La.. Lady Mary Kay is said to be coming over for a visit sir" The servant, with a slightly nervous demeanor, conveyed the news that Mary Kay was en route for a visit.

Calvin's eyes narrowed, processing the information. The timing of Mary's arrival couldn't be more precarious. Raising an eyebrow, he asked "Mary is coming here now? At a time like this?"

The servant nervously responded "Yes, Master Calvin. She requested an audience and is on her way, sir." Calvin sighed when he heard this, his mind already calculating the potential implications of Mary's unexpected visit.

Wood clenched his fists in frustration, and couldn't believe the timing of Mary's arrival. "This couldn't get any worse," he muttered to himself

Calvin, observing his son's reaction, maintained his composure and said firmly "Calm down, Wood. Acting recklessly won't help the situation. Now, go back to your room and take care of yourself. You need a clear head to navigate through this." Wood, feeling a mix of anger and dejection, nodded in reluctant agreement.

As he left, Calvin turned his attention back to the servant. and instructed "Prepare a place for Mary. I'll join her shortly."

"Yes, Master Calvin. Right away." The servant bowed and hurriedly left to attend to the preparations, leaving Calvin alone with his thoughts.

Calvin, puzzled by Mary Kay's unexpected visit, decided to tread cautiously and discern her intentions before making any decisive moves. While awaiting Wood's return, he contemplated the possible motives behind Mary's appearance at Klein Manor. A few minutes later, Wood reentered the room, now with a more composed demeanor. Calvin, satisfied with his son's improved state, reiterated the importance of maintaining composure and avoiding impulsive actions.

"Remember, stay calm, and follow my lead. We need to understand Mary's intentions before making any moves," Calvin advised Wood. Wood nodded in agreement, demonstrating his commitment to acting judiciously. Calvin, satisfied with his son's response.

"Alright, let's go."

...…..

Calvin and Wood, after Mary's unexpected visit, found themselves facing her in the opulent hall of the Klein Manor. Calvin, ever the composed patriarch, offered a polite greeting, "Good day, Mary. What brings you to the Klein Manor?"

Mary responded with a cordial smile, "Calvin, it's been a while." Her gaze then shifted to Wood, and she added, "And Wood, you're looking... interesting."

Wood, feeling a mixture of anger, embarrassment, and defiance, sneered at Mary and shot her a cold glare. He chose not to dignify her comment with a response, turning his head away instead.