Combat Maid Harem

Aezel and Ramiela gave him their own kiss.

"Aleshia, stay here and take care of the kids. I will go to my room with Ramiela and Aezel. I believe the two of them can work together to pull me out if I'm in any distress," Lawrend ordered.

"Yes, Master… I will wait for you, okay?" Aleshia responded.

"Wait for me. I will return." Lawrend solemnly nodded his head.

Aezel and Ramiela were both his angels. They see him as their God which might make it easier for them to interfere if the Goddess tried to do anything.

Lawrend and Aezel turned into golden flashes of lightning and disappeared. Ramiela extended her angelic wings out and flew after them.

They arrived in Lawrend's room. He immediately lay on his bed and closed his eyes. The sleepiness he accumulated over more than two years of not sleeping quickly took over his body.

They pulled him into the depths of unconsciousness.

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Lawrend opened his eyes and saw a vast empty space around him. It was empty, dark, and lifeless. Except for the glow of his own body, there was no other sources of light.

"You're quite bold." A sweet and attractive voice said behind him.

Lawrend swiftly turned around and saw a perfect woman behind him. She was none other than the Goddess. The proportions of her body were alluring and tempting. She was a true work of art.

"Are you going to remove my soul magic?" Lawrend asked, ready for the worst.

"Hehe. What makes you think that?" the Goddess asked and tilted her head cutely.

"The last time I was here, you tried to remove it. Stop playing with me," Lawrend replied with a hostile gaze in his eyes.

Remembering it made his hate for her rise up. He wanted to defeat her here and now. Unfortunately, he was still too weak.

"You couldn't even resist. Why do you think I won't play with you? Hahaha!" the Goddess laughed.

Her laugh was sonorous and calming. It made one smile even when depressed.

Except, that laugh only made Lawrend remember that moment when she grabbed his wrist. His mana became tame and he couldn't move his body any bit. At that time, he thought that he would die.

Lawrend's heart sank. He became unsure of himself if he could come back alive. The thought of her easily overpowering him scared him.

"I will tell you the truth. After I did that, 'He' scolded me. So, I have an offer to make instead," the Goddess said calmly as if she didn't just scare him.

"What?"

Lawrend was surprised by her words. The 'He' she was talking about seemed to care a lot for him. Just who could he be?

"Become my Sub-God and I will give you the answer you are looking for," the Goddess replied.

"Sub-God?" Lawrend asked in confusion.

This was the first time he had heard about this term.

"That little rascal at the Spirit World is trying to reach that stage. When you're at that point, you can freely travel between worlds. With my help, you will be able to smoothly become one," the Goddess explained.

"Little rascal?"

Lawrend furrowed his eyebrows and thought of who might this be. The way she said that made it seem like this person was someone he knew.

A smile slowly formed on the Goddess' face as she waited for him to answer.

"You mean West?" Lawrend asked in surprise.

"Was that his name? That rascal stole the essence of a world yet still failed to become a Sub-God. He tried to get my help, but I refused. If I helped him, he would be a Sub-God now. So, what about it? Do you accept my offer?" the Goddess asked.

"Is a Sub-God stronger than a Divine Mage?" Lawrend asked.

"A Sub-God doesn't have eternal life, but their life is basically eternal compared to everyone else. A Divine Mage is just an ant before a Sub-God. With a wave of a Sub-God's hand, you can destroy a whole world."

Hearing the Goddess' explanation caused Lawrend to unknowingly gulp a mouthful of his saliva. He shivered and realized something as soon as she finished.

"Y-Y-You're not a Sub-God, right?" Lawrend asked shakily.

"Aren't I called the Goddess? Hehe."

The smile on the Goddess' face turned into an evil smirk in Lawrend's eyes. He turned around and held his head in fear. This was the first time he understood the magnitude of her strength.

A Sub-God was still below the Goddess. Who knew how strong was she? And yet, there was someone out there that could still scold her? Lawrend was having an existential crisis at that moment.

His life was worthless. All of his achievements were worthless. He shouldn't be proud that he was the most talented person in the world. In front of the Goddess, he was nothing.

His Holy Sun Church was probably laughable when the Goddess heard about it. She must've even sneered. Lawrend furiously shook his head at this realization.

Similar to how he felt when he understood the grandness of the universe, he was feeling the same thing right now. His strength that could awe the whole continent was nothing.

"If you serve me, you can become a Sub-God. It's the dream of countless generations of people in this world. The people who were stronger than the so-called three great clans still dreamed of it even on their death bed. Choose… I won't be mad if you refused. Just remember, I won't give you the answer you are looking for if you don't accept."

Lawrend turned around and stared at the evil smirk on her face. She was beautiful to the point where he was aroused to be in front of her. Unfortunately, she was an enemy.

"How are you going to enforce this?" Lawrend asked.

"Through a soul contract. It's the most righteous contract in all of existence. After all, no one can break it unless they want to die," the Goddess replied slowly.