Combat Maid Harem

'I can also use it to turn myself into a burning fire.'

It would not be hard for him to modify the spell and make it heat up his whole body. As it would be his own mana, he wouldn't cook himself alive.

'The Flaming Punch should be a True Mage spell,' Lawrend thought.

Although he wasn't going to be able to use this spell much in combat since mages fight mid to long-range, besides, his enemies would also be too strong to be affected by this spell.

'The Touch of Fire should then be the High Mage spell. The only one left is the Arch Mage spell.'

He had no idea how to make an Arch Mage spell. He could imagine that he needed to add more lines to the spell, but he doesn't think it was that easy.

'No… Touch of Fire would immediately set anything I touch on fire. Then the Arch Mage spell would be Fire Disintegration,' Lawrend thought.

He was satisfied with this arrangement. This should be the correct step.

The intensity of the flame would go up each level. And that's how it should be.

"O' Ifrit, give my hand warmth in this winter, give me the strength to fight my foes, Flaming Punch!" Lawrend chanted.

His hand burst into raging flames that were 7-inches(18cm) high.

"Woah!" Lawrend exclaimed in amazement.

It was even more amazing than he imagined.

"Master?" Aezel called out.

Her makeshift tent was located very close to him since she was supposed to guard him.

"Don't worry. I'm just practicing my magic," Lawrend replied to her.

He clenched his fist and felt power surge through him. If he punched someone now, they would be cooked and mushed at the same time.

"Follow me, Aezel," Lawrend said.

He flew up towards the lake.

Aezel followed after him with a confused look on her face. She looked at the raging flame on his hand and was astonished.

It hadn't even been that long since he was able to use fire magic, but he was already able to create his own fire magic spell.

Lawrend landed on the surface of the lake. Since they could fly, it made an illusion that he was walking on water.

"Aezel, can you take a punch from me?" Lawrend asked.

"What spell is that, Master?" Aezel asked instead.

She was more interested in the new spell he created.

"This is the Flaming Punch True Mage Spell. I want to try it out," Lawrend answered.

"Fufufu. Punch my ass hard," Aezel said with a laugh and turned around.

She bent towards him and presented her ass to him.

"Are you sure?" Lawrend couldn't help but ask in worry.

"Yes, Master. As you know, I'm already equivalent to a Grand Mage. A True Mage spell won't hurt me," Aezel replied.

"Alright."

Lawrend decided to punch her in the ass.

He took his stance. He put his left hand forward and his right hand backward, similar to a boxer in a fighting ring.

"Flaming Punch!"

Lawrend felt obligated to shout the name of the spell as he punched. He threw his fist downward and hit Aezel's left buttcheek.

"Ahhhhh!"

The pain turned to pleasure, and Aezel felt weak on her knees.

The part of her skirt that his punch hit turned to dust, and the surrounding skirt started burning.

There was a glaring burnt mark on her skin. It was like she was branded with fire.

"Ah! I'm burning!"

Aezel stood straight and patted the fire on her butt.

"Are you okay?" Lawrend asked.

"I'm not," Aezel immediately replied after putting the fire out.

"Let's go get that healed with Nao's potion," Lawrend replied.

"Cause I'm wet," Aezel continued with a seductive smirk on her face.

"*Cough*"

Lawrend almost choked on his saliva when he heard her words.

"Fufufufu. Do you want proof?" Aezel asked and winked at him.

"I already know it's true," Lawrend calmly replied.

He ignored her and sat down cross-legged a centimeter above the water. He quickly thought about how to make the chant for the High Mage spell.

"O' Ifrit, give my hand warmth in this winter, give me the power to fight my foes, light them on fire, Touch of Fire!" Lawrend shouted and extended his hand.

A pillar of flame appeared in his hand and brightened the whole lake. The phenomenon could be seen from kilometers away.

"Master!?" Aezel screamed in shock.

She walked back as she could feel the heat searing her skin from such a close distance.

"Ah. It didn't work that well. I need to touch something for it to work," Lawrend muttered in realization.

It only made a huge pillar of flame because he did not touch anything. The flame had nowhere to go except upwards.

"I guess that also means I can't test the Arch Mage spell."

If he used the Arch Mage spell, the air in front of him might explode from the sheer temperature.

Lawrend looked down and saw small bubbles on the surface of the lake as his spell was boiling it.

"Master, is that a High Mage spell?" Aezel asked with awe plastered on her face.

"It is. But I need to touch someone for it to work," Lawrend replied.

"I can volunteer," Aezel replied.

She liked the idea of being his guinea pig. As the masochist she was, she wanted to suffer from his hands.

"No. Your whole body would blister from the flames. I don't want to cause you permanent damage." Lawrend shook his head.

"Fufufufu. I can take on anything," Aezel said confidently.

"Even if the potion worked, it would leave a lot of scars on your body. We would need to visit Healer Natasha for you to look beautiful again," Lawrend replied with a frown on his face.

"...I understand, Master."

Only then did she realize what he meant. The potion Nao made is not powerful enough to heal wounds made by a High Mage spell.

Next, he would make the chant for the Arch Mage spell.