"The host has awakened, and the Succubus system is now officially loaded." An ethereal electronic voice suddenly echoed in Kloeber's mind. The voice seemed to emanate from the depths of the boundless void, carrying an undeniable mechanical texture.

  "Host: Kloeber, male. The race has been transformed into Succubus." Subsequently, the system continued to broadcast the relevant information. These words were like heavy sledgehammers, pounding one by one on Kloeber's already muddled thoughts.

  "Welcome to the Isming Continent. The language system has been loaded, and the Succubus system has been officially activated. Traveler, the future of the Isming Continent depends on you." That last sentence, for some inexplicable reason, added a weighty sense of mission to Kloeber's already bewildered heart.

  Kloeber raised his hand and vigorously rubbed his excruciatingly painful head, attempting to bring his chaotic thoughts back into order. His memory was still stuck in the recent past when he had been attentively providing psychological counseling to a client.

  At the crucial moment of conducting the hypnotherapy guidance, a sudden intense pain, as if struck by a heavy sledgehammer, assailed his brain without warning. His vision went black, and his consciousness plummeted into the endless abyss of darkness.

  When he slowly opened his eyes again, he found himself in this completely unfamiliar and strange world, and there was also a mysterious and unpredictable Succubus system in his mind out of the blue.

  At first, Kloeber was convinced that this was nothing more than a preposterous prank or a strange hallucination that had arisen due to his extreme fatigue.

  However, reality was like a series of cold slaps, mercilessly hitting him in the face, forcing him to quickly come to his senses and face the harsh fact that this was no joke.

  "Your Majesty, he's awake." A steady voice, tinged with a hint of respect, suddenly rang out, interrupting Kloeber's train of thought.

  He looked up and saw a knight, tightly encased in silver armor that sparkled with a metallic sheen, standing upright in front of him. The knight slightly bowed and respectfully reported to the throne ahead.

  Kloeber followed the knight's gaze and saw a stunningly beautiful queen seated on the lofty throne, as if she had stepped out of a myth and legend.

  She wore a dazzling silver crown on her head. The gemstones embedded in the crown sparkled with a cold, crystalline light, like the coldest stars in the night sky, exuding an aura of awe.

  Her snow-white hair, cascading down like a waterfall, in the dim light of the hall, was like the ridge of an iceberg bathed in the winter sun, emitting a frigid luster that kept people at arm's length.

  The queen's deep scarlet pupils were like an endless sea of blood, reflecting a terrifying majesty and mystery. A luxurious red satin was casually draped over her hands, yet it perfectly demonstrated her supreme authority.

  Her feet were as smooth and jade-like as they were, overlapping in a half-hidden manner. They complemented the exquisite crimson dress on her upper body, outlining her graceful curves to the fullest. Every gesture of hers exuded an innate nobility and cold charm.

  The cold prompt sound of the system rang out in Kloeber's mind again: "The identification skill is activated."

  [Iceberg Queen - Ashina Hesperd Eldrid Kemmer III]

  [Identity: Queen of the Goreya Empire]

  [Occupation: Mage]

  [Realm: Archmage]

  [Summary: The Queen of the Goreya Empire has received rigorous royal education since her childhood. She can skillfully balance the court officials internally and bravely resist the invasion of the undead externally.

  She is naturally withdrawn, arrogant, and cold. She firmly holds the military and political power of the empire. From her childhood until she was crowned queen, she has never shown a single smile in all those long years. Countless brave warriors, with burning hearts, who tried to court the queen, were ultimately easily killed at the foot of the throne like ants by her frosty gaze. She still remains a single noblewoman to this day.]

  Immediately after, the system quickly issued a task: "Task assigned: Make the queen laugh once."

  At the same time, the corresponding rewards and punishments were also presented: "Reward: Obtain the Dark Mage occupation. This task must be completed within a time limit. Once you fail, your journey will come to an end." Along with this task prompt, the countdown numbers began to flash in Kloeber's mind, mercilessly declaring the urgency of the situation: five minutes.

  I'm supposed to break down the defenses of a woman who has never smiled since she was born, and I'm only given five minutes? And if I fail, this journey that has just begun will be over?

  A strong sense of absurdity and nervousness welled up in Kloeber's heart in an instant. But before he could think deeply about it, something even more hair-raising and nerve-wracking suddenly happened.

  A female knight, as dazzling as the golden sun, with steady and resolute steps, suddenly appeared in front of Kloeber. Her golden hair, cascading down like a waterfall, fluttered freely behind her, and every strand seemed to glimmer with the luster of life.

  Her slender and straight legs were tightly wrapped in a beautiful blue battle skirt. The skirt swayed gently with her movements, like flowing blue flames.

  At this moment, the cold, shimmering sword in her hand was like a bolt of icy lightning, pressing directly against Kloeber's neck. Just one look into her eyes made Kloeber feel a bone-chilling coldness course through his body, as if his blood was about to freeze solid in that instant.

  "Your Majesty, this is a Succubus, belonging to the demon race. I suggest executing him immediately." The female knight Aena's words were concise and to the point, without the slightest hint of hesitation or mercy.

  The cold light emitted by the blade in her hand flickered on Kloeber's slightly pale face, reflecting his increasingly solemn expression.

  Kloeber's brows furrowed tightly in an instant. Before the time travel, he had been a senior psychologist with a doctorate degree.

  Years of professional experience had honed his sharp eyes, which were adept at observing microexpressions, and also cultivated his keen intuition for discerning the psychological characteristics of others.

  This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.

  From Aena's demeanor, tone of voice, and her unhesitating actions at that moment, Kloeber could clearly sense that this female knight was not bluffing. She truly intended to take his life without hesitation.

  However, although Aena's sword was menacingly pressed against his neck, she didn't immediately launch a fatal attack. It was obvious that she was waiting for the queen's command.

  The prompt sound of the system rang out again in a timely manner: "Identify!"

  [Golden Phantom - Aena K Helytes]

  [Identity: Count of the Goreya Empire, Captain of the Royal Guard]

  [Occupation: Knight]

  [Realm: Imperial Knight]

  [Summary: The most powerful knight of the current generation of the Helytes family. Her formidable combat power is almost on par with, if not surpassing, that of her father. She once single-handedly massacred an entire orc tribe on the battlefield, moving through their ranks as if they were no obstacle. Her terrifying combat power strikes fear into the hearts of all who hear of it.]

  Kloeber had to find a way to make the queen laugh within just five minutes and do his best to avoid being killed by this powerful female knight in front of him. His mind began to race at high speed as he analyzed the extremely critical situation at hand against the clock.

  Time was slipping away as rapidly as the sand in an hourglass, dwindling mercilessly. There were only five minutes left, and Kloeber knew nothing at all about this Isming Continent. Even if he tried his utmost to think of something to defend himself at this moment, it would be almost impossible.

  But just at this critical and almost despairing moment, the cold operating sound of the system rang out in Kloeber's mind again. "The worldview of Isming has been fully loaded. Traveler, you are now officially a member of the Isming Continent."

  In an instant, Kloeber felt as if a large amount of memory had been forcefully injected into his mind. Countless basic information about the Isming Continent came surging in like a tide, enabling him to catch a glimmer of hope amidst this extremely tense atmosphere.

  Just then, the female knight Aena, dressed in a blue battle skirt, spoke again, breaking the brief silence. "Your Majesty, although the demon race has been successfully kept at bay in hell for over a thousand years, their ambition to invade the Isming Continent has never shown the slightest sign of subsiding. Let me purify this suddenly appeared demon on behalf of Your Majesty."

  No sooner had she finished speaking than she suddenly raised the sword in her hand high, making a deadly attacking gesture, poised and ready to strike. Her imposing manner was such that it seemed she would not hesitate to chop off Kloeber's head the next second.

  "Wait a moment! Could you please give me a chance to speak!" At this life-or-death moment, Kloeber couldn't care less about anything else and immediately shouted at the top of his voice.

  He knew clearly in his heart that if he didn't find a way to do something, his life, which he had just obtained through time travel, would probably come to an end right here.

  However, as soon as he opened his mouth, Kloeber felt something was wrong. His originally deep male voice had unexpectedly turned into an extremely soft and cute female voice. This sudden change added a bit more panic and confusion to his heart.

  But fate didn't seem to intend to give Kloeber even a moment to think. The cold and resolute voice of the female knight Aena once again mercilessly interrupted his chaotic thoughts. "Who would be so foolish as to listen to the deceptive words of a demon? Die!"

  A fierce look flashed in Aena's eyes. Without hesitation, she brandished the sword in her hand, and a cold light flashed towards Kloeber's neck like lightning. It seemed that Kloeber was about to be beheaded under this fierce sword strike.

  A deep sense of sorrow and helplessness welled up in Kloeber's heart. He never expected that he had just time-traveled to this strange world, hadn't had the chance to experience everything around him properly, and hadn't even figured out the situation yet, but was already about to face such a tragic end.

  Perhaps this was really a cruel joke that God was playing on him. Maybe all of this was just a bizarre dream.

  In this moment of despair, Kloeber simply steeled his heart and slowly closed his eyes, preparing to face the impending death calmly. He thought that maybe this terrifying dream would end if he died.

  "Aena." However, just when the sharp blade of Aena's sword was only 0.1 centimeters away from Kloeber's neck, almost touching his skin at this critical moment, the queen, who had been sitting silently on the throne, finally spoke slowly.

  The queen's voice was not loud, but it echoed in the spacious hall like the tolling of a great bell, carrying an irresistible majesty. Although the queen had merely softly called out Aena's name, the sword in Aena's hand seemed to be immobilized by a spell, stopping extremely accurately and in a timely manner. It didn't even scratch a bit of Kloeber's neck skin.

  This perfect control of strength made Kloeber secretly marvel. He thought to himself that if he had made this fierce sword strike, he would definitely not have been able to stop the force so precisely.

  "Your Majesty." Upon hearing this, Aena quickly and neatly retracted the sword in her hand and saluted the queen with a standard knightly bow.

  Then, she gave Kloeber a cold glance, her eyes seemingly saying, "If it weren't for the queen's words, you would have already been reduced to ashes, you despicable demon."

  Kloeber slightly raised his head and instinctively looked at the time prompted by the system in his mind. He found that there were only two minutes left. If he continued to procrastinate meaninglessly like this, I'm afraid this time-limited task would end in failure, and he would face unknown and terrifying consequences.

  "What do you want to say? I'll give you this opportunity." The queen's cold voice sounded again leisurely. This time, Kloeber finally managed to hear the queen's voice clearly.

  "I want to make a bet with Your Majesty. If I win, please spare my life." Kloeber took a deep breath, slowly raised his head, and looked the queen directly in the eyes with a calm gaze, speaking neither humbly nor arrogantly.

  "A bet? What do you want to bet on?" The queen slightly raised her eyebrows, gracefully resting her chin on one hand, and asked indifferently with her cold eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.

  "I can make you happy and make you laugh." As soon as Kloeber's words came out, the atmosphere in the entire hall instantly became strange. It was as if an invisible undercurrent was surging in the air, and anyone could truly feel the oddness pervading it.

  "Demon! How dare you make fun of Her Majesty the Queen! You're asking for death!" Aena could no longer hold back the anger in her heart. Her eyes instantly widened, filled with anger and killing intent.

  She suddenly raised the sword in her hand high, and with a howling wind, she viciously swung it towards Kloeber's head, as if she wanted to split Kloeber in two.

  But just at this critical moment, a mysterious purple magic shield, as if emerging out of thin air from the void, instantly protected Kloeber tightly.

  The sword strike that Aena had swung with all her might landed solidly on this magic shield, but it was like hitting an extremely solid city wall and was forcefully rebounded. Aena even involuntarily took two steps back due to the powerful rebound force.

  "Your Majesty?" Aena turned around with a look of shock and confusion, looking towards the queen sitting on the throne. She knew in her heart that this mysterious purple magic shield had been cast by the queen.

  "Aena, don't do anything to make me angry." The queen's voice was still not loud, but it seemed to carry a tremendous force. That invisible majesty made Aena's expression turn solemn instantly, and the anger in her heart was forcefully suppressed at that moment.

  "Sorry, Your Majesty." Aena retracted her sword with a look of guilt and silently stepped aside. However, her sharp gaze, as keen as that of a hawk, was still firmly fixed on Kloeber. As soon as Kloeber showed the slightest sign of movement, she would not hesitate to strike again and deliver a fatal blow.

  And with this series of changes, more than a minute had quietly passed in the blink of an eye. Kloeber's time now was only a little over forty seconds.

  "I'm very curious. You said you can make me laugh, so I'll give you a chance. But I need to remind you that if you can't do it, then your end will be extremely miserable." The queen leaned slightly forward, staring intently at Kloeber with her cold eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's minds.

  After the queen finished speaking these words, Kloeber anxiously looked at the time prompted by the system and found that there were only thirty seconds left at this moment. In this extremely short span of thirty seconds, there were very few choices available to him, and he was almost at the brink of desperation.

  "Your Majesty, please take a look." There was no more time for Kloeber to hesitate. He gritted his teeth, steeled his heart, and immediately took a step forward, ready to take a desperate gamble...