Combat Maid Harem

Ramiela had a lot of fun disposing of the angels. She knew a lot of them, but she still emotionlessly killed or tortured them. She made Lawrend feel that she was like a machine with no emotions.

But when Ramiela continued interacting with him during these two years, she felt more and more like a human. It puzzled him, but it was probably for the better. At least, he didn't have to worry about her becoming lenient on her past allies.

Ember's baby was also born during that time. At the moment, Lawrend carried the little carbon copy of him.

Lawrend swung his arms around as the little baby boy in his arm smiled and giggled. He had red hair and the bloodline of the phoenix oozed out of his body. Anyone who got near him would feel as if they were in the presence of a deity.

"He's really cute. His phoenix bloodline is much stronger than mine," Lawrend said.

"Yes, Master. The elders at the clan knew what they were doing when they sent me to be your wife," Ember replied with a slight smile on her face.

She wore a thin camisole top. She wasn't wearing her maid uniform as usual. Unlike before, she exuded a motherly charm that was irresistible for virgin boys. They would all want to become her son because of it.

"I wonder what kind of talent this little guy would grow into in the future?" Lawrend asked with a slight smile on his face.

This little guy was pretty late to the party. His other children were already three years old. They were ready to learn magic. Actually, today was Lawrend's day to start teaching them.

Truf was already a High Mage. His improvement wasn't as fast as Lawrend and the others, but it was a given since he still struggled to combine the four elements together. It was impressive that he was able to improve so much even though he had to practice four times the amount compared to single-element mages.

During the time he taught Truf, Lawrend learned more about his own elements. Teaching someone was the best way to learn more about the subject. It allowed him to deepen his understanding without spending much effort.

It was one of the reasons why Lawrend took in Truf in the first place.

"I'm sure he will be able to transform into a phoenix early on," Ember replied.

She was hopeful about her son's future. She reminisced the night she begged Lawrend to impregnate her. He was against the idea, but the fact that he agreed proved to her that he loved her a lot.

"When he turns into a phoenix, we shall head to the Phoenix Clan. I want to surprise them," Lawrend responded.

"Hehe. That will be nice. Those elders sent me here against my will. I at least want to show them that our son is better than all of them."

Ember brimmed with pride. Each time she looked at their son, she felt butterflies fill her stomach. It was a sense of satisfaction that won't go away from her heart.

In fact, she begged Lawrend to impregnate her again for another little one. Lawrend denied her with his usual excuse that it was a lot of trouble to take care of little children.

"Little Inferno, mommy loves you, okay?" Ember said as she lightly tickled Inferno.

The name was Lawrend's idea. Since Ember was named after Fire, he decided to name their son after fire too. It was a fitting name with the powerful bloodline he had.

One day, Inferno would show the world why he was named as such. It was a crazy thought that Lawrend yearned to see one day.

"Alright. Take care of him. I will go check on my other children," Lawrend said and stood up.

He passed Inferno to Ember.

"Yes, Master. Teach them well. Our son might surpass them if they don't do well."

"You're quite competitive even for our son." Lawrend smiled at her wryly.

"He's my son, after all."

With those words, Lawrend couldn't argue with her anymore. He nodded his head and left her room.

Lawrend turned into a flash of golden lightning and appeared at the training grounds. There were eight young children in the center arranged in a neat line. Each of them had unique expressions on their faces and most of them felt nervous.

"Master, I accomplished the task you had set upon me," Elena said and bowed to him.

Grape stood beside her and also bowed. The two of them worked together to ensure the wellness of Lawrend's children. Under their instructions, they managed to balance the care and attention they gave to each of them.

None of them were too spoiled to disobey orders. In fact, a lot of them were afraid of Lawrend as his maids instilled fear early on.

"Zio."

"Yes, Father!" Zio responded strictly.

He kept a calm look on his face and gulped hard.

"Eina, Hanz, and Law!"

"Yes, Fathew!"

"Yes!"

"Yes, Father!"

The first one to respond was a cute young girl, and the other two were pale-skinned young boys. The trio looked like vampires from western mythology. When Lawrend first met them, they had semi-transparent skins.

Elena did a good job teaching them how to use their abilities. They don't look that much different from normal human beings except for their unusually pale white skin.

"Veronica!"

"Yes, Father~" Veronica replied in a playful manner.

She had sharp eyebrows and looked stunning even though she was still quite young. Lawrend felt proud of her. Just like what he told Aezel before, he would never let her marry anyone unless they had the same talent that he did.

"Courage!"

"Imperial Father!"

The young, stout-looking little boy responded solemnly. He called Lawrend differently because he was destined to inherit the throne. Humility taught him how to conduct himself properly as the Imperial Crown Prince.

"Straw?"

"Nyaa!"

Straw Beri raised her two arms up in celebration after she heard her name called. Her two cute little cat ears flicked irresistibly.