Combat Maid Harem

Behind her was a shockingly beautiful woman with long, black hair and eight wings extended from her back. She stared at the woman's figure with sadness and desperation.

Not far from here was an old man. He stared at the woman as well, except his eyes showed mixed emotion. He seemed to be thinking about doing something but couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Goddess," Lawrend uttered.

His voice caught the attention of the three. Due to his increased strength, he arrived at this place without making any noise or changes in the surrounding mana.

"Lawrend…"

The Goddess turned and faced Lawrend. Half of her face was missing, and he could see the flesh inside, which slowly corroded into sand and dust before vanishing.

As soon as Lawrend saw the state of her body, he understood what happened.

Gods and Sub-Gods were supported by their Wills. However, once their Will vanished, the natural laws in their bodies unraveled, and they would no longer be Gods or Sub-gods.

The Creator gave the Goddess a chance at redemption, but she failed to grasp it. Lawrend was meant to be the test and the replacement.

"If it comes to it, I will protect the Human World," Lawrend muttered.

His voice penetrated all walls and reached every edge and corner of the world. He became the savior for many who were deep in despair.

"I should have known. The Creator has shown exceptional favour for you. I assumed it was a random action that had no further meaning. As it turns out, the mind of a Flawless God cannot be comprehended by lower beings."

The Goddess' eyes showed no hatred or regret. She understood everything now, but it was too late to change anything.

"Can you… show me more of your memories?" Lawrend asked, taking a step forward.

"I shall not let you make fun of me," the Goddess snorted and turned to face away from him.

"I want to know who you were in the past. I might be able to help you," Lawrend said.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

He had the chance and opportunity to finish everything and kill the Goddess. His preparations were exceptional, and he fully expected that he might have to run with his tail between his legs.

However, the appearance of the Creator and the changes brought to the Goddess changed everything.

"There is nothing else that can be done. My Will has long been gone. The Creator took the remaining away as punishment."

"I want another soul contract with you!" Lawrend shouted. He stopped just a few steps behind her. He was close enough to smell her tantalizing scent that seemed to be burning away.

"If you want to be free from our previous soul contract, can you wait for a few more hours? My soul is dissipating so slowly," she replied, still not turning around.

"Here. I made it just now."

Natural laws gathered in front of Lawrend and formed a parchment paper with obscure writing. The two of them were the sole beings that could read what was on it.

It floated and stopped in front of the Goddess. She gave it a quick glance and finally faced Lawrend.

"Are you certain that you can do it?" the Goddess asked, her voice trembling.

"Yes."

"..."

After a few minutes of silence, a voice answered Lawrend.

"*****"

. . . . . . .

Under the vault of heaven stood a fortress city. Flames flew across the skies as legendary beasts roamed the outside. A gigantic dome of thick and complex mana protected the city from harm.

Within this city was a cafe with a man and a woman.

"My name is Reavire. What is yours?"

"I'm Lawrend."

Reavire smiled upon hearing his name. She looked up at the dome sheltering her and spoke.

"I can't wait to leave the city. Once I become a Grand Mage, I can finally take a step out."

"I can leave the city any time. My father is a merchant, you see. Do you want to come?" Lawrend asked her, a smile extended from each end of his face.

"Really!?"

"Yes. We will have mercenaries and guards protecting us." Lawrend nodded.

"Then," Reavire slammed the table and brought her face closer to him. "Can you bring me!?"

"Sure!"

Lawrend agreed and couldn't help but feel that this woman was quite interesting. He saw her sitting alone and sat in front of her without thinking. His bravery and confidence brought him closer to her.

As Lawrend continued conversing with Reavire, another Lawrend watched the whole scene above the sky of the city. He stood right under the dome and observed them with silence.

"By infiltrating parts of her memories with her consent, my Maid Energy could more effectively change them. Thus, she will become a different person once this is done."

Lawrend sighed. He recalled his hatred against the Goddess and wondered why he was trying to help her.

It might be that Lawrend wanted to turn her into one of his maids since the very start. As such, this was the most suitable conclusion for his revenge than defeating her.

After all, she agreed to the process through a soul contract. She might remember the soul contract but wouldn't remember most of the details. This was a situation he had written as a term.

Lawrend watched all of this happen in silence.

Through the eyes of the other Lawrend, he could sense the budding of feelings that sparked between them as she became interested in him.

A few days later, Lawrend's father led a caravan of goods outside the city. Powerful mages protected them from all directions. They used concealment items and techniques to avoid attracting the attention of the legendary beasts.

"Lawrend, your father is rich, huh."

"Hahaha. It's nothing much. What about your family? Aren't you in the best academy in the city?"

"Well… My family is poor. I was only accepted because I was unique."

"Unique?"

"Yes. I can't practice magic with my physical body. I can only do it with my soul body."