Combat Maid Harem

The eight three-year-olds sat down and closed their eyes. They already had a clear understanding of their mana pathways.

These mana pathways of theirs weren't activated yet. It only needed them to sense it for a moment before it became fully visible to themselves.

"As for you, Nephilim, you already have your mana, but it's too little for you to etch your mana pathways onto your soul. You will become exhausted just by starting," Lawrend said.

Nephilim slowly nodded her head.

"So, I will help you drain your mana. This will be painful, but it shouldn't be a problem for a half-angel like you," Lawrend continued.

"Yes, Father. I will bear the pain," Nephilim solemnly replied.

"Good. Lay down here."

Lawrend patted the table with a mattress beside him. Aleshia had just finished putting it there. It wasn't a problem for her because of her stronger physical strength due to her high accomplishment in magic.

Nephilim stood up and walked over. Lawrend helped her up and she comfortably snuggled in the center of the soft mattress.

"Close your eyes."

Lawrend stared at her body and looked at her using his elemental eyes. He saw through her skin and at the delicate mana pathways inside of her. Tiny white strings swished all over the place.

Lawrend placed his palm over her chest and his other palm over her stomach. He focused and stirred the pure light mana within her using his own.

"AH!"

With a war cry, Lawrend pulled his hand that was over her chest upward. White strings of mana shot out of Nephilim's chest and scattered to the sky.

And just like an opened wine bottle, more white strings of pure light mana shot out.

"Nghhh…. Nghh…"

Nephilim squeezed her eyes tightly in pain. She gritted her teeth and tried her best to endure the pain. Because she was only a Beginner Mage, the pain wasn't as exaggerated as the pain Lawrend felt.

Lawrend waited for the rest of the pure light mana to come out before he removed his left hand from her stomach. And with that, Nephilim was a mortal again.

But of course, her special body tried to immediately regain the mana she just lost.

"It's a critical moment for you. I will help you etch your mana pathways onto your soul," Lawrend said.

He meditated on the ground beside the table and focused on his soul.

"Valentina, safeguard my body."

"Yes, Master."

Valentina appeared in front of Lawrend's soul. She nodded her head and waited.

Lawrend increased his focus and took a deep breath. This would be the first time he would do this. Nevertheless, it should be possible now that he was a Grand Mage in soul magic.

Lawrend felt his body become lighter and lighter. He sensed a sudden change as a searing pain attacked his body from all directions. He opened his eyes and found himself floating outside of his body.

He looked around and smiled at his maids. They stared at his soul in shock.

"I understand now. The body is the cradle to the soul, and the soul is supposed to grow out of the body…" Lawrend muttered to himself, except no one besides him could hear it.

The reason he felt like he was being fried was that the soul was very sensitive. Any random mana in the air could damage it. And not only that, but he could also feel that his soul was leaking.

Without his body to act as a container and a shield, Lawrend's soul was getting attacked by mana and slowly dissipating.

This brought Lawrend a great realization as to how powerful Valentina was in her prime. She could easily exist as a ghost without feeling any pain or her soul dissipating. A Heaven Mage's soul was really something.

Lawrend thought all of that in a blink of an eye. He was glad that he tried this out-of-the-body experience. He could feel that he understood Heaven Mages more.

With greater understanding, Lawrend could perfect his transition in the future.

After thinking about all of that, Lawrend focused on the task at hand. He dove down into Nephilim's body. His soul started dissipating significantly faster inside of her. Some tiny amounts of light mana tried to purify him.

Lawrend headed to Nephilim's brain and quickly found her soul. Her soul body's form was entirely different than her physical appearance. She was fully naked and blinding lights surrounded her private parts. There were also three sets of angel wings on her back.

"You don't have a halo?" Lawrend asked.

"What do you mean, Father?" Nephilim asked, hazily.

She wasn't fully aware of what was happening inside her mind. She was too weak to take control of her soul yet.

"Prepare yourself."

Lawrend went close to her and sent Light mana to cover her whole body. In a few seconds, she was replaced by a large glowing white egg.

Lawrend controlled his mana and surgically etched her mana pathways.

…

The outside world was rowdy unlike the calmness inside Nephilim's mind. Everyone just saw Lawrend's soul leave his body and enter the body of Nephilim.

It broke everyone's understanding of life and magic.

"He's really a God…" Aleshia muttered with a gaping mouth.

"Fu… Master is too attractive right now…" Aezel said as she gulped.

"Fathew is so cool!" Eina exclaimed.

Basically, everyone had something to say about what they were seeing. Lawrend could do anything they never thought possible.

A few hours passed. Then a whole day.

Finally, a change happened. Nephilim's body glowed white and pure light mana rushed into her body.

Lawrend's soul hopped out and returned to his body.

After entering someone else's body, Lawrend felt disoriented. He took a while to reassimilate his soul with his physical body. It was like he forgot how to drive the car he was driving all of his life.

"That was more taxing than I thought it will be," Lawrend said and opened his eyes.

He stood up and eagerly stared at Nephilim.