Combat Maid Harem

Lawrend entered inside the room alone.

He lied on the bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze. Everything happened so fast. Two months ago, he first started his journey.

So many good and bad things happened, all of them he surmounted. Now, he was the King of this kingdom.

He wondered what else would happen in the future. Next month, he could be dead, or he could be the Emperor of the Bluemin Empire.

Although Lawrend doesn't want to believe something so absurd, it seemed possible.

"Goddess, what is the price for all of this?" Lawrend murmured.

There was no free meal in any world. Everything had a price.

Lawrend's thoughts wandered before he fell asleep.

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Lawrend slowly opened his groggy eyes. He looked around him and saw nothing but darkness.

He sat up in panic and looked to the side.

He saw the Goddess standing with a smile.

"So you became the king?" the Goddess asked.

"Yes."

Lawrend nodded his head.

He felt uneasy. He remembered his thoughts earlier. What if she was here to collect the price?

"Do you remember what I told you before?" the Goddess asked.

"Before..?"

Lawrend stood up and remembered the last time he spent his time with her.

He remembered her say that as long as he doesn't mess up her world, then she wouldn't interfere with him.

"I remember you casually sent me away," Lawrend said jokingly.

She sent him away so casually last time that it didn't fit a Goddess like her.

"..."

The Goddess stared at him. She didn't react to his joke.

Lawrend felt ominous as he looked at her.

"Do you know what you did?" the Goddess asked.

"What I did..?"

Lawrend furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. He became the king? Was that what she was talking about?

"I hate your guts, human," the Goddess said and stared at him angrily.

"W-Wait! What did I do wrong?" Lawrend asked in a panic.

The ominous feeling in his heart grew heavier and heavier. It was as if he would die any moment now.

" You stole an angel from me!" the Goddess shouted.

She looked furious. It was obvious that she was suppressing it earlier.

"A-Ah…"

Lawrend suddenly understood. It made sense why she was angry.

A week ago, he accepted Ramiela as his maid. Once that was done, she wasn't an angel of the Goddess anymore.

"Do you know how hard it is to create an angel?? Even that idiot down there doesn't dare to overwork them when he used them 10,000 years ago!" the Goddess heaved in anger.

"I-I'm sorry, okay? How do I repay you?" Lawrend asked fearfully.

He was but a mere ant. If she really decided to kill him, he wouldn't even know what happened.

"Hehe. Do you think you can easily repay me?"

The Goddess stared at him sharply.

"If I can't do it now, I will do it once I'm strong enough," Lawrend replied to her.

"Hmmmm…"

The Goddess squinted her eyes and stared into his eyes. She sensed the fluctuations in his soul.

"Huh..? What is this weird feeling?"

The Goddess walked closer to him. She pulled his chin down and stared straight into his eyes.

Lawrend was mesmerized by the beautiful galaxy contained in her eyes. It was as if those eyes reflected everything in the world.

She smelled sweet and fragrant. If Lawrend was to compare it to the smells he knew, it would be a cherry blossom smell. Though, he wasn't exactly sure if he was right.

He also noticed the flawless white skin she had. She was like a work of an artisan from ancient Greece back in his world.

At this close of a distance, Lawrend felt the urge to kiss her. But even though he thought of that, he didn't dare to actually do it. She might kill him in anger.

"Huh? You managed to absorb mana into your soul??" the Goddess asked.

Shock was plastered all over her face.

"Uhh… Isn't that a part of the talent you gave me?" Lawrend asked in confusion.

"N-No… I never gave you this ability…"

The Goddess stared at him in a daze. She tried to think of all the possible ways he could've gotten this ability.

"Impossible! Your soul is not the same soul that came from that world, but why is your soul so unique?"

Lawrend's soul was not the same soul that came from the previous world. He was another soul that was born in the body of Lawrend. He was supposed to be the replacement of the real Lawrend.

Technically, his soul should be the same as all of the other souls in her world, but he wasn't. There was something fishy about all of this.

"Don't tell me one of those guys made your soul to mess with me?" the Goddess conjectured.

"Who?"

Lawrend only became even more confused. Her words don't make sense to him.

"Forget it. This soul of yours is interesting. I want to study it, but it will kill you," the Goddess replied.

Lawrend shivered in fear when he heard her say that. Although he wasn't well versed in the soul, he knew that it contained all of his memories and personality.

If she damaged his soul, he would become an idiot. She could even jumble up his memories and make him confused. There were so many things that could go wrong when handling a soul.

"Is it really? I taught this technique to one of my maids," Lawrend said.

"You did?"

Even more surprise appeared on the Goddess' face, and she suddenly closed her eyes.

Lawrend was left standing in front of her awkwardly. It was very tempting to move forward and kiss her cherry lips.

A few minutes later, the Goddess opened her eyes again.

"So it's really possible… This is bad," the Goddess muttered.

"What's bad?" Lawrend asked.

"Go back! Don't you dare teach that technique to anyone else!" the Goddess shouted and pushed him away.

Lawrend's vision turned black.