Combat Maid Harem

Lawrend took a shower after finishing with Aezel.

He stared outside and realized it was almost sunrise. He shook his head at her and left the room. Everything in the castle was oddly silent.

"Great Emperor…" a maid bowed as he passed by her.

Lawrend slightly nodded his head.

"...Wait."

Lawrend stopped in his tracks and looked back. "Who are you?"

"Great Emperor, I work here. What do you mean?" the maid responded with confusion.

"No."

Lawrend raised his hand in her direction and strangled her.

"UGH!"

The maid slowly floated up and grasped at her neck as she started to suffocate. Lawrend used his space magic to attack her.

"Your attempt might've worked, but you forgot one thing, there are only eleven maids in this castle," Lawrend said word for word.

The maid suddenly widened her eyes in horror.

*Flap!*

The blonde hair of the maid turned black and pure, white wings expanded from her back with a halo floating above her head. A sword made out of white metal appeared in her hand, and she swung it at him.

"So weak."

Before her attack could reach Lawrend, the angel's neck turned to ground meat. Her sword flew out of her hand and hit the wall. She then fell onto the floor, lifeless.

The angel was only equivalent to a Grand Mage. The fact that she tried to attack him was worthy of respect. Or perhaps disdain because of her stupidity.

"The angels are here, huh?" Lawrend muttered before turning around and leaving.

He left the corpse behind and headed to the rooftop of the Imperial Castle. The beautiful starry sky encompassed the whole world around him.

Lawrend felt melancholy at the unfamiliar view. Actually, it was familiar because he had been here for 20 years now. It was just different from his previous world.

"Goddess, I know you can see me. I wonder when you will try to take me out? Your time is running out," Lawrend muttered as he stared at the sky.

Lawrend was confident he was on the right path. Soon, he would be able to free himself from the shackles of this world.

The soul was the unique identity of a person. He was sure about that. Maybe, he could become a real god when he becomes powerful enough.

Lawrend's desire was to defeat the goddess and ask her one question. He also wanted to teach her a lesson for trying to erase his soul mana pathways.

"Master?"

Ramiela walked up the stairs and looked at him.

"Did you clean it up?"

"No, Master. I came here to look for you. Are you okay?" Ramiela worriedly asked.

"Of course. Why wouldn't I be?" Lawrend retorted.

"The angels are mobilizing. It seems like the Goddess really wants to take you out, Master. I suggest you give orders to the Imperial Army."

"The army? I almost forgot about them. You got it. I will visit them and give them orders," Lawrend replied and nodded his head.

"I will clean the mess and scout the area for angels."

Ramiela bowed and left to go back inside the castle.

…

As soon as the sun appeared over the horizon, Lawrend flew down to the wide open space in the city. There were watch towers everywhere with troops aligned in formations.

"His Imperial Majesty is here!" a soldier shouted.

The Imperial Army stiffened and faced him in neat order. A man ran out from the crowd and bowed to Lawrend.

"Greetings, Emperor!" Gregory shouted.

"How is the Imperial Army?" Lawrend asked.

"It's doing great, Emperor. The Imperial Army Formation has a new variation discovered by accident."

"Really? Let me see."

Lawrend was genuinely surprised to hear that they managed to get another variation out of what he thought.

"Maaaages! Attention!! Arrow formation!" Gregory shouted.

"Since when did you become their commander?" Lawrend asked.

"Niko Alka was supposed to be the commander, but he thought that he was still too weak to take charge of such a high-ranking position," Gregory answered.

Meanwhile, the mage army formed the Elemental Storm Army Formation, except there was a stark difference. They formed it in a concave shape.

"Niko? That Lightning Arch Mage who wanted a copy of my spells?"

"Yes, him. Look, that's him leading the charge."

Gregory pointed at Niko Alka. He was directly at the center of the concave circle formation and raised his staff into the air. Dazzling purple lightning shot out and other spells flew out from behind him.

These spells melted together and formed a storm. Normally, it would create a tornado ball with the spells contained within except the tornado turned into a horizontal tube this time.

The spells from the various elements filled the tornado tube and then it turned into a storm of flashing colors.

*Fwoosh!*

This tube of elements resembled an arrow as it left its bow and flew to the sky.

"Who came up with that?" Lawrend asked.

"Niko was curious about how the formation worked so he did some experiments. This was the only successful one," Gregory replied.

"Impressive."

The elemental storm arrow dissipated after traveling for several kilometers. Its appearance surprised the citizens nearby, but they quickly calmed down after they found out it came from the Imperial Army.

"Niko, come here," Lawrend said.

"Yes, Your Imperial Majesty!"

Niko rushed to stand in front of Lawrend. He stared at him anticipatingly and nervously.

"Do you still remember my promise to you?" Lawrend asked.

"Y-yes!" Niko responded with obvious excitement in his voice.

"Wait for a bit."

Lawrend grabbed several pieces of parchment paper and started writing spells on them. His High Mage Lightning spell all the way to Grand Mage. The promise before was to give him only the High Mage and Arch Mage, but because of his great contributions, he decided to reward him more.

After several minutes of writing with lightning using his finger, he finally finished. He casually gave them all to Niko.

"YES!! Thank you, Your Imperial Majesty!!"

Niko dropped to his knees and took the spells from him very carefully.