Combat Maid Harem

"Yes. She is very fast. They would reach the cities in 2 days. We might take two weeks if we are fast," Lawrend replied.

"I agree. Have them take a communication artifact. The question is, who should we send?" Julianne nodded her head.

"Wind Mages," Gregory said.

"Good idea. They could sneak and control the wind to prevent detection." Otor nodded his head in agreement.

The mages finally finished leaving. Only the five of them were left.

"Let's also split," Lawrend said.

He grabbed Ember's hand and flew into the air with her. They turned into a blur and disappeared from the three envoy's view.

"The Princess of the Ignis Clan, huh," Otor muttered in thought.

"No use thinking about it. We will know why she became his maid sooner or later," Julianne said and flew to the air and headed in a different direction.

Gregory and Otor glanced at each other before disappearing.

Verkoli was the only one left. He turned around and headed back inside the Royal Palace.

"Good luck. By the time you return, the Undrasil Kingdom will be no more. It shall be known as the Undrasil Empire…"

…

"Why am I going with you?" Ember asked with a voice filled with distrust.

"What? Are you worried that I will do you like that again?" Lawrend retorted with a smile.

"Hmm!"

Ember's shoulders slightly jumped in surprise. She didn't expect him to remind her about that. Her cheeks went red, and she felt hot.

"I won't do that again. I can't enjoy it as much as I want to. Not enjoying a beauty like you is a waste," Lawrend said lewdly.

Ember glared at him with her fiery eyes. Albeit, those eyes had some flirtatious intent in them. It was clear that she enjoyed his praise.

"Master, what if I really got pregnant? Would you give our child to the Ignis Clan?" Ember shyly asked.

Talking about her pregnancy made her feel bashful. It was something she was not used to thinking about. She only thought about magic before she met Lawrend.

"Humility didn't teach you the secret spell to check if someone is pregnant?" Lawrend asked.

"H-Huh?"

Ember looked at him and blinked her eyes. The wind rustled her hair, and her current appearance was quite cute.

"*Sigh* She forgot. Well, it doesn't really matter. If you got pregnant, I don't mind." Lawrend held his forehead with his palm.

"R-Really? Didn't you say that you don't like having another child?"

"If I have no choice, I will take care of our child. I won't be an irresponsible father."

"But you will leave them in the Royal Palace, right?"

"Correct. My journey in the future would be even more dangerous." Lawrend nodded his head.

He was worried that his children would get killed in the demon world. He also doesn't know how it would affect their growth. It would be bad if they somehow became demons.

"I see… I hope I don't get pregnant. Even though I'm not ready to become a mother, I can feel an ache in my heart just thinking about it," Ember replied and grasped her heart with her hand.

"We have time. Tell me, how old are you?" Lawrend asked.

"I will not hide it from you. I'm 27 years old. I started practicing magic at the age of 7 and became an Earth Mage at 23. I have been stuck in this level for a long time now."

Ember felt embarrassed telling him her age.

"27? I see."

Lawrend thought to himself that he was still significantly older than her. If he combined his now and his previous life, it would be double hers. That was why he didn't really mind if she was that old.

She was a powerful mage. She definitely devoted her whole life to practicing magic. He wasn't like her, who could quickly rise in levels.

One might think that she was less talented than Aleshia and the others. The difference was their current level. Aleshia and the others were still stuck as a High Mage. Not to mention, Aleshia and Ella seemed to be from the Altro Continent.

"I'm 27, but my current appearance hasn't changed since I reached 17 years old," Ember said, afraid that he would be disgusted of her.

"I don't care. What matters is that you are you. Age is just a number at our level," Lawrend replied.

Lawrend's words were common sense. Ember also thought the same, but her embarrassment made her worry about what he thought of her.

"We're here."

Lawrend interrupted her thoughts.

They had been flying continuously for a while now. There were already some people in this gathering spot. The three envoys were still nowhere to be seen.

"Did any of you get revealed?" Lawrend asked.

"No, Your Majesty. We didn't even say goodbye to our friends and family," Niko answered.

The other mages nodded their heads at his words. They were aware of the gravity of the situation. One wrong move and they could get wiped out.

No High Mages were stupid. Otherwise, they wouldn't have reached such a high level. It requires a lot of comprehension and understanding of magic.

Their lives were on the line in this war. It was better for them to say goodbye later than never.

"Good. Since some of you are here, I will start teaching magic."

The eyes of the mages widened. They instantly became excited and happy.

"The path towards the peak of magic is not easy. It requires patience, knowledge, and wisdom. Without patience, you won't be able to build a steady understanding of magic. Without knowledge, a mage wouldn't be able to use magic. Without wisdom, a mage wouldn't be able to improve.

"These three qualities, when combined together, would allow the mage to walk higher and higher without faltering. If you can't read books, experiment with your magic! As long as you grow your knowledge, all the mysteries of magic will be opened to you.

"Of course, you also have to make sure that the magic you learned isn't wrong. That's where you use your wisdom…"

Lawrend continued teaching without waiting for the other mages to arrive. Some arrived and immediately stood still and listened to his lecture.