Combat Maid Harem

Lawrend stood up and decided to put off becoming an Arch Mage in his soul magic. He followed Humility to her room.

“Truf, Master is here,” Humility said with a frown. Clearly, she was annoyed at the young kid.

Truf stood up from the bed and glared at Lawrend. His current appearance was unlike the first time Lawrend saw him. He looked like a scion of a powerful mage family.

He wore a neat mage cloak, his hair was combed properly, and overall, he looked handsome for his age.

“Why is he here?” Lawrend asked Humility.

“He always tries to run around the castle when he’s left inside his room so I brought him here.”

“I see. So, you’re a Beginner Mage in Fire, Water, Earth, and Wind. How is your progress?” Lawrend asked the little kid. He deliberately looked down at him.

“How can I improve if you aren’t teaching me?” Truf retorted.

“You’re wrong. How can’t you improve after having four elements? Learn how to make them work together!”

Lawrend didn’t like the attitude the little kid was giving him. If he didn’t need him in the future, he would’ve kicked him out already.

“… How?”

Truf grumbled in defiance. In the end, he couldn’t resist asking. It was his only chance to become strong, after all.

“I will give you a hint. What happens if two spells from different elements hit each other?”

“Master, take a seat.” Humility offered as she placed a chair behind him.

Lawrend nodded his head and sat down. He was now eye-level with Truf.

“They create explosions?” Truf answered, unsure.

“Somewhat correct. It’s your job to find out more.”

“I hate you, but… I will do my best!” Truf said with a face filled with determination.

“Grow up and defeat me. I yearn for a challenge. Haha!”

Lawrend stood up and walked out the room.

“Master?”

“Bring him to the Training Grounds. Let him do as he pleases. Assign Aezel to watch over him,” Lawrend said as he left.

“As per your orders, Master.” Humility gracefully bowed.

…

After dealing with Truf, Lawrend returned to his room. He resumed his unfinished business. His plans for Truf would only bear fruit in the far future.

It was unneeded to worry about him for now. It was time for him to become an Arch Mage in his soul magic.

‘The elements in harmony, the world in peace…’

Lawrend’s mind wandered as he focused in absorbing the elements in his surroundings. If one would look inside, one would find his soul surrounded by rainbow colored fog.

Time quickly passed without Lawrend realizing it. The slow process brought him into a semi-deep sleep. Before he realized it, a month had passed.

Suddenly, Lawrend’s soul glowed brightly. The rainbow fog around him condensed into pure liquid mana and rushed to his soul like rain. They followed the traces of his mana pathways and made him glow like an LED bulb.

The world, the moon, and the sun hovering in front of him slowly changed in appearance. The dead world gained an atmosphere, the moon became more detailed, and the sun increased in intensity.

In a matter of an hour, Lawrend’s soul fully incorporated the pure mana into itself. It was the same appearance as before but it exuded a slight pressure to those that gazed at it.

“Master, congratulations.”

Valentina appeared beside his soul and clapped her hands. She smiled beautifully at him from ear to ear. She could feel the pressure he exuded, and it made her excited for him.

“Thank you. How is yours?” Lawrend asked in return.

“I’m already a Grand Mage in my plant magic. I will become an Earth Mage soon.”

“Can you teach me about plant magic when we have the time?” Lawrend asked.

“Yes, Master. That’s not a problem.” Valentina nodded her head.

Lawrend didn’t actually need to learn from her. It was just his way of finding time to bond with her. She had always been beside him, and she deserved more of his attention.

With that, Lawrend opened his eyes. He could feel his mind going faster than before. Some questions he never had answers for quickly became answered. It was similar to getting out of bed and waking up with a clear mind.

Lawrend left the room.

“Master, how was your practice?” Aezel asked with a smirk on her face. As usual, she was waiting for him.

“It went well. I’m an Arch Mage in my soul magic now. How about you?”

“Fufufu. I’m able to cast both Divine Lightning and Pure Darkness magic,” Aezel humbly replied.

“How long since I last left my room?”

“Another month. I had a hunch you will finish today.” Aezel smiled at him.

“Is it because you’re my Fallen Angel now?”

“Fufufufu. Nothing escapes your thoughts, Master.”

Lawrend left with Aezel and headed to find Truf. It was about time for Lawrend to check on him.

…

The training grounds of the Imperial Castle was located right at the very center. It was tiled with thick magic resistant bricks. It could take on Earth Mage spells to some extent.

“Haaaaaaaaaahhh!!”

In the middle of the hexagon shaped area, a young boy wearing a mage cloak pointed a staff forward with a serious expression on his face.

A pathetically small amount of mana burst out of the tip and failed to turn into a spell. Nevertheless, it generated air currents that ruffled the fibers of the dummy in front.

“What are you doing?”

A confused voice asked behind him.

The young boy, Truf, turned around in fright. He stared at the man who just arrived with fear.

“I-I was trying to insta-cast magic…”

“…”

“…”

Both Lawrend and Aezel stared at him speechless. They had never seen someone try to insta-cast magic without advancing another level.

“… Her Holiness told me to do it.”

Truf’s heart trembled after seeing them stare at him as if they were looking at an idiot. He gripped his staff tighter and gritted his teeth in anger.