Combat Maid Harem

"Master… Welcome back," Humility said and smiled at him sweetly.

"I'm here to either give you back the kingdom or have it integrate into my empire," Lawrend replied.

"What? No. You're the owner of the kingdom. Why should you give it back to me?" Humility shook her head immediately.

"The only reason they were able to accept it so easily was that you will be my wife. For the commoners and nobles, it was the same business. Their only worry was whether I would rule differently, but I didn't, so everything is peaceful," Lawrend explained to her and rubbed her head.

"Master… I will not accept it. You should integrate it with the empire, so everyone will be happy. They want you as a leader now. Don't you know you have a fan club already?"

"What? Really?"

"Yes. Many mages speak about your abilities almost every day. Everyone was sick of hearing them, but it always incites excitement within everybody," Humility explained.

"Alright. I will do as you say, my princess," Lawrend said.

"W-Wha– Princess!?" Humility exclaimed as she blushed red.

"I love your smell. Do you know why?" Lawrend asked as he sniffed her neck.

"Master…"

Humility couldn't take it as she was overloaded from his love. After a month of an absence of his love, her body wasn't prepared to take it all of a sudden.

"Because you made me drink your squirt. I'm thirsty~" Lawrend teasingly whispered in her ear.

"Ahh..! I-I have bottles saved up!"

A glass bottle filled with her squirt appeared in her hand, and she gave it to him.

Lawrend graciously took it from her and opened it. He took a good sniff and savored her sweet and unique smell. Watching him appreciate it like wine made Humility feel butterflies in her stomach.

Lawrend swung it around like wine and took a swig. He raised his head and gulped, allowing her to see.

He then pulled her close and kissed her.

"Mhh…"

After that, Lawrend pulled away and drank all of the liquid in the bottle.

"I tasted my own squirt in your kiss… Ahhhh!"

A drip of blood poured down from Humility's left nostril.

"Pfft. You're nose bleeding," Lawrend chuckled.

He returned her the bottle, and she returned it to her Storage Ring.

"Where is Amene?" Lawrend asked.

"M-M-Master, d-drink more!"

Several more bottles filled with unknown liquid appeared in Humility's hands. She shoved them to Lawrend.

"Wait. I don't want these crappy goods."

"Huh..?"

"I want it directly from the source later…" Lawrend whispered into her ear.

"Ahh..!"

Humility fell to the floor weakly. She held her crotch and the carpet under her got darker.

"You wasted them. I will punish you later," Lawrend said coldly.

"I'm so sorry, Master!"

Humility prostrated to him.

"Okay. Answer my question earlier. Where is Amene?" Lawrend asked seriously.

"I t-think she's at the plaza. She and Little Feli love to go around the capital now that slavery was abolished," Humility replied with difficulty.

"Good. I will call for you later once I'm done meeting with the others," Lawrend said and left her there.

"Ahh… Master drank my squirt… Hehehehehe..!"

…

Lawrend left his crazy princess maid and exited the royal castle. The royal guards immediately bowed to him and didn't dare to utter a single word.

Lawrend walked through the streets of the royal capital and walked around leisurely.

"Another Emperor Lawrend wannabe," someone murmured as he walked past Lawrend.

"...What?"

Lawrend turned back and stared at that person, stunned. He listened more carefully and heard many others whispering the same thing.

'Don't tell me people cosplayed as me?' Lawrend thought to himself as he smiled wryly.

Lawrend was right. Because of the great effort made to spread propaganda, Lawrend's image in the Royal Capital was almost at the level of the Goddess. After all, many considered him to be the first and last most legendary person that would ever appear in the Undrasil Kingdom.

Lawrend continued walking around before stopping an empty carriage and having it go to the plaza. After several minutes, he arrived.

Once there, he looked around and saw many stalls. They were selling various delicacies. He was even able to see many demihumans selling merchandise.

Lawrend felt proud of himself. People should realize that catgirls and the like should be protected. There were none of them in his previous world, after all.

Lawrend was at a loss. He followed the crowd and walked aimlessly. He enjoyed the leisure feeling of the crowd. Once in a while, people would look at him and scoff.

"Huh?"

Lawrend heard a confused female voice and ignored it.

"*Sniff* *Sniff* I smell Lawrend!"

"What? Master is not here yet-nyaa," a female voice replied.

"*Sniff* *Sniff* Nyaa? I can smell Master faintly too," another female voice added.

Lawrend stopped and turned around to face them.

"*Sniff* *Sniff* Now I also smell Master…"

Three catgirls turned their heads in Lawrend's direction. One of them had black fur, two had orange fur. One of the orange catgirls was a little girl holding onto her big sister's hand.

"Lawrend!"

"Master-nyaa!"

"Master-nyaa!"

The three of them called out at him at the same time. The surrounding passersby were shocked and looked at them. Many didn't recognize Amene and Grape.

"I'm back," Lawrend said.

"Nyaa!"

A little cat jumped into his embrace. It was none other than Feli. She wrapped her arms around his waist tightly and sniffed him.

"Wait…"

Lawrend pushed her away to stop her from sniffing his crotch. She was too innocent to realize what she was doing.

"Nyaa? You smell good, Lawrend!" Feli said in protest.

"You shouldn't sniff my crotch, Feli," Lawrend said with a wry smile on his face.

"Nyaa…"

Feli looked down dejectedly.

"Nyaa!"

"Nyaa!"

The duo ran over and embraced Lawrend. Each of them took one side of his shoulder and rested their heads there.

"*SNIFFF!!*

"*SNIFF!*"

"Hey, hey. Everyone is looking at me weirdly," Lawrend said in a reminder.

"Nyaa. Who cares?" Grape said.

"Nyaa… I forgot," Amene said with a faint blush on her face.