Combat Maid Harem

"Really!?" Verkoli asked with so much excitement that his eyes almost popped out.

"Of course. My spell is nothing in my eyes. Imagination can give birth to more," Lawrend replied.

He was capable of casting magic even if he didn't have a spell in mind. This was because of Lawrend's frightening understanding of magic. Of course, it couldn't be as powerful if he truly used a spell. Though he was self-taught and most of his ideas came from his previous world.

Modern Science could beat the medieval-like era of this world. Hypothesize and Experiment! These two were the most basic foundation of his previous world.

He sometimes wondered how a great physicist of his previous world would fare in this world. Would they achieve greater things than himself? Although he wasn't the best, it was enough to sweep through this world.

No one could say. They might be too scared to try the risky things he did in the past. In the end, it wasn't just his knowledge that brought him to this height. It was also his courage.

His previous self couldn't compare to the current him. He had truly become one with the memories he inherited from his other soul.

As Lawrend was lost in thoughts, he couldn't help but glance at Veronica. She was born from his other soul.

He wondered what happened to his other soul. Did it turn to Veronica, or was it used to give birth to a new soul? He couldn't tell.

"Thank you! I'd gladly accept the Arch Mage spell instead. In the end, I'm still a mage. I walk the path of magic. If I let myself get distracted, I won't be able to improve further," Verkoli said.

"That's a good mindset. Here."

A piece of paper appeared in Lawrend's hand, and he wrote on it using his lightning. He then passed it to Verkoli.

Verkoli carefully took the piece of paper. It wasn't made of sheepskin, so it was very fragile in Verkoli's hands.

"From now on, I abdicate from the throne! The position of King has been returned to Lawrend Horiel!"

Verkoli's voice reverberated across the whole capital. He used his Grand Mage power to spread it through tiny arcs of lightning that reproduced his voice.

It immediately caused an uproar. The ones that heard of Lawrend's return were not surprised, but not a long time had passed since he returned, so many were still unaware. They were all caught off-guard when they heard Verkoli's declaration.

Instantly, the citizens in the capital became excited.

"The Combat Maid King is back!"

"He's back to take revenge!"

"The empire can't suppress us any longer!"

"The bullies will now taste their own medicine!"

In the eyes of the citizens of the Undrasil Kingdom, Lawrend was someone they should be proud of. His tale of quickly becoming an Arch Mage left everyone amazed. It was incomparable to the likes of the Blumin Emperor.

Some wild guesses were running inside their minds.

'His return meant that he became even stronger!'

That was the thought inside everyone's mind at the moment. Only with strength would he dare fight back against the behemoth of the empire.

…

No one dared to say no when Verkoli returned the throne to Lawrend. Some of them already had guessed that he simply lent it to Verkoli. This development confirmed their thoughts.

The whole royal palace became lively. Messages were made and sent to the various cities under the kingdom. It announced Lawrend's return to the throne!

As for the source of all this liveliness, Lawrend relaxed on his large bed. A long day of travel tired him. He allowed his maids to stay in his room this time.

His large family sat and stood around the room. It was a happy scene, and Lawrend imprinted it in his mind.

"Nyaa…"

Amene rubbed Lawrend's lap with her ears like a docile cat. She was discretely rubbing his dragon without anyone noticing. Lawrend was already erect. If it weren't for her pushing it down with her head, it would have towered visibly.

Lawrend didn't mind. It was understandable that Amene was very lustful. She yearned to have a baby since long ago. It was torture for her not to have one.

Lawrend cherished this moment and rubbed Amene's ears with his hand. He skillfully touched her sensitive spots and made her squirm and clench her legs together.

[WARNING: This part contains R-18 scenes.]

"Nyaa~"

Amene's lewd voice came out. Everyone looked at her and immediately knew that she wanted to mate with Lawrend.

"Fufufu. Master, we won't disturb you any longer," Aezel said.

She winked at her sisters and left the room. Everyone understood her intentions and followed after her.

After everyone left, Amene pulled down Lawrend's pants. She licked her cherry lips and grasped his member tightly.

She pointed its tip towards her and licked it with her rough tongue.

She intently pleasured his rod with great care. She licked under the glans and the tip. Once it was fully covered with her saliva, she took it inside her mouth.

At this point, she was already quite familiar with Lawrend's weak points. She rolled her tongue around his cock and sucked on it.

*Quiver*

She felt Lawrend quiver, and she became fiercer. Her soft tongue acted like a pillow and caressed the underside of Lawrend's cock. She then used the roof of her mouth and tightly swallowed his whole cock.

She took it all down to the base and gave Lawrend a deepthroat. Her tight esophagus tightened around his cock, and she attempted to swallow it.

It lightly undulated and gave Lawrend pleasure.

"Oh…"

He rubbed her head gently.

Amene went further and sucked it inside. She showed him how much she wanted to swallow it so badly. She then released it for a short moment to gasp for air before giving him another deep throat.

She kept doing this for almost half an hour.

"It's ready!"

Amene sat on Lawrend's lap and pushed her panties to the side. Her lower lips swallowed his member, and then a dam broke.

Lawrend shot a full load into her womb.