Combat Maid Harem

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"Tell them to stay their hand," Lawrend said.

Creka felt humiliated. He clenched his fists together in anger. He glanced at the Grand Mages, and they all understood.

The water mage flew behind Creka. And the darkness and lightning mage did the same.

Creka pointed his nose to the clouds while he looked at the lightning mage. He was telling him to get the other mages fighting Clova.

The lightning mage nodded his head respectfully and flew up into the clouds.

It took some time, but he explained to the three mages above that the fighting was ended. Clova warily flew down and appeared behind Lawrend.

"Are we not fighting anymore?" Clova asked.

"Yes. This is much better. I'd rather not fight against so many Grand Mages. If we kill them all, I think the empire will send more Earth Mages. At that time, we could only run," Lawrend explained to her.

"Those bastards dared to damage my pristine feathers. If I get the chance, I will teach them a lesson in the future," Clova said angrily.

She glanced at the bald tip of her right-wing and felt awful.

"..."

Lawrend ignored her. It would not be his problem anymore in the future. He silently sent his prayers for the fire mage. He probably won't be able to travel alone in the Undrasil Kingdom anymore.

Creka had a dark face on his face. The loss of the plant mage that fought Lawrend was a big loss for them.

That Grand Mage was from one of the major families in the empire. They would surely complain to him later why he died in battle. That was also the reason why he decided to stop the fight.

He was preoccupied with Aezel. If Lawrend managed to kill the water mage too, then another major family will complain to him. He might be an Earth Mage, but he wasn't the only Earth Mage in the empire.

They were competitive with each other. He might lose an important opportunity next time because of it.

For example, if a rare material appeared, he would not be able to get it. They would use the death of the plant mage as a reason to prevent him from getting it.

Besides, Grand Mages don't grow from trees. That Grand Mage was 300 years old. He still had a long time before he will die.

There might be a chance he could have become an Earth Mage if he didn't die today.

"Lawrend, I admit that you're worthy of this kingdom, but as long as the current king that we recognize was still alive, then we would like to ask you to step down from the throne," Creka said seriously.

If Lawrend said no, they would run back to the empire without care and get another Earth Mage to help them. After all, do they dare chase them to the empire?

"..."

Lawrend glanced at the previous king and flew to him slowly.

"W-What are you doing?"

The previous king panicked. He was nothing when compared to Lawrend. He was a mere Arch Mage.

He can't instantly cast his Arch Mage spell to defend himself. His measly High Mage spell would not be able to defend against Lawrend at all!

"The current Third Princess of the Undrasil Kingdom is willing to become my wife. Doesn't that mean that I can make Undrasil blooded offspring with her? Then, you don't need this guy, right?" Lawrend asked Creka with a slight smile on his face.

Creka furrowed his eyebrows and didn't respond.

Lawrend's smile became wider and wider. Creka's silence only meant one thing. As long as there was a valid excuse, he could kill the previous king.

After all, for the empire, the kings of the kingdoms under them do not mean anything. If Lawrend replaced the previous king, the Undrasil Kingdom would not change that much. It would still be theirs.

Besides, the current princess was willing to be his wife. The bloodline would continue, and there was no difference in essence.

"S-Sir Creka! This isn't fair! Didn't we agree on selling the two cities two your empire!? Why are you not protecting me!?" the previous king shouted.

Creka frowned and looked at Aezel.

"Prove to me that you're not a demon," Creka said to her.

Aezel glanced at Lawrend and got his permission.

She closed her eyes, and a weird and dark aura spread from her. Her gray wings expanded to her full glory.

"A-A Fallen Angel!"

Creka's face changed in emotion.

"SHIT!"

The darkness mage watching behind Creka cursed. He was glad they didn't continue fighting.

Creka turned his head and looked at Ramiela, who was silently floating beside Lawrend with a cold face. He knew from earlier that she was a pure angel.

But why was she not attacking the fallen angel? Weren't they enemies? Creka was confused.

But then he realized something. He looked at their uniforms, and it clicked inside his head.

It was because they were both subordinated to this guy! Creka became solemn.

Just what power was behind this young man for a fallen angel and an angel to serve under him? Could he be perhaps from the other continent?

"Where did you come from? Why do you want to rule the kingdom?" Creka asked Lawrend.

"Huh? This question sounds familiar… I came from Lanika City on the east side of the kingdom," Lawrend replied.

He was sure that this was not the first time this question was asked to him. Why do they always ask him such silly questions? Was it really that odd for someone from Lanika City to become this strong?

After all, there were so many people in the world. There was bound to be someone born with a lot of talent.

"Lawrend, I'm willing to offer you a Grand Mage-level staff if you answer my question truthfully," Creka said.

He noticed the staff Lawrend was holding, and it wasn't that strong. At most, it was something an Arch Mage would use, but it doesn't suit Lawrend, who was as strong as a Grand Mage.

"I…"