Combat Maid Harem

“Yes!”

“YES!”

…

It was a unanimous shouting from the ministers. They all knew how powerless they were in front of Lawrend. He could probably kill them with one flick of his finger.

“Good. I will fly my ministers here. I should be back by a month,” Lawrend replied and nodded in satisfaction.

He was expecting their answers. The gap in power wasn’t something that could be easily crossed. Even he would crumble in the face of himself if he were still a Grand Mage.

“Yes, Your Imperial Majesty!” x9

They all stood up and bowed to him. None of them dared to miss a beat in this synchronous bowing motion.

“Alright. I will leave the Earth Mages from the Trunden Empire here. If I come back and something is off, I will slice all of your heads first. Got it?” Lawrend calmly asked.

He glanced at each of them. Although he didn’t look at them fiercely, the ministers knew it was death if they disobeyed him.

“By the time I come back, make sure the whole city is already fixed,” Lawrend said.

“Yes!” x9

“Great. It was very easy to speak with all of you. Dismiss!” Lawrend shouted the last word.

*Crash*

*Bang*

“I’m sorry!”

The ministers apologized for the noise while speedily evacuating from the room.

Lawrend sighed, seeing them treat him like a monster. It was something he would never think others would do in the sight of him.

“Master, do you want me to scold them?” Ember asked.

“No need. Let them be. They are still nervous after all that had happened,” Lawrend replied with a wave of his hand.

He stood up from his head, and Ember followed behind him. She trailed like a silent shadow.

“Where are my sleeping quarters?” Lawrend asked as he stopped walking.

“Follow me, Master,” Ember replied.

She took the lead and led him out of the meeting room. She brought him to a hallway, took a turn, and arrived in front of a double door with gold decoration along its seams.

“Whose is this?” Lawrend asked.

He wondered why a minister would have something this lavish for an entrance to his room.

“The minister that spoke earlier. He is the minister of finance,” Ember explained.

She was talking about the brave minister that was able to speak to Lawrend. He owned this mansion, which was also a factor as to why he was pretty brave in speaking to Lawrend.

“Huh… Have the Earth Mages monitor him for corruption. Check his offices for any corrupt records,” Lawrend ordered.

“I will do so, Master. Come in.”

Ember opened the double door and led him inside.

Lawrend walked in and was amazed by the gold decorations everywhere. There was a king-sized bed with draped see-through curtains around it. Unsurprisingly, it was fully covered in gold.

The only thing saving Lawrend from blinding himself was the warm light provided by a light crystal on the ceiling. If this bed was placed outside, it could possibly blind anyone looking at it.

“Am I really sleeping here?” Lawrend asked, slightly annoyed.

He wasn’t used to this kind of lavish lifestyle. It only looked annoying to stay in such a room dotted with wealth. It would make someone like him greedy over time.

“Do you want a full room makeover?” Ember asked.

“Just cover the gold parts. I will go rest. We will leave tomorrow,” Lawrend answered.

Lawrend pushed aside the curtain on the bed and entered inside. It felt slightly claustrophobic inside because of the curtains, but the foam was very soft. It was very high quality.

“Hmm… This bed is higher in quality than the bed of the King of the Undrasil Kingdom,” Lawrend muttered as he felt it up.

“Do you want to bring this with us?”

“No need. We will return here anyways. This mansion will be a good home for my descendants.”

Lawrend rested his head on the goose-down pillow and closed his eyes. It was already dark outside, and he was very tired from the battle. He would need a good rest to recover all of the mana he had lost during the fight.

…

Lawrend opened his eyes the next day. Ember was sleeping beside him. Her beautiful sleeping face was facing him. He couldn’t help but touch her cheek and admire this sleeping beauty.

“Nghhh…”

Ember’s eyelids trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes. She stared at him and closed her eyes once again.

“I’m glad you slept beside me. You were fully acting like a maid last night,” Lawrend said with a smile.

He thought she would distance herself from him. After all, in reality, no maids sleep on the same bed as their master unless they did something that night.

“Hehe… It’s my show of sincerity,” Ember replied and smiled back.

“Alright. Let’s eat breakfast.”

“Mm. I will prepare them for you, Master.”

“Wait… You don’t know how to cook, right?” Lawrend asked as he realized.

He knew she only focused on magic throughout her whole life. It was basically impossible for her to have had the time to learn how to cook.

“…I will try, Master,” Ember said with a determined look on her face.

“Okay. I don’t want to leave this city with a bad taste in my mouth. I will cook for you this time,” Lawrend replied as he sat up on the bed.

“No, Master. I’m your maid. It’s a transgression for me to allow you to cook for me.”

Ember was persistent. After the good things that happened between them, she wanted to be a good maid of his.

“No. I’m also your lover. That’s something you shouldn’t forget,” Lawrend said as he smiled at her.

“Master…”

Ember’s heart fluttered after hearing those sweet words come from his mouth. Naturally, she wanted to hear such words from him. She was still a woman in love, after all.

“Okay. Follow me. I will teach you how to cook too.”

Lawrend stood up from the bed.

“Really!?” Ember asked in excitement.

“Why not?”