Combat Maid Harem

Ember brought the group towards a large and tall building. Many people exited and entered the building in rapid succession. Lawrend used his elemental eyes, and he realized that they were all mostly Grand Mages.

He could also sense faint phoenix mana within their bodies. It was faint, but he could feel it because of the purity of his own. That meant everyone here was related to him in one way or another.

It was a crazy thought for Lawrend. Of course, almost all of them were separated by a big gap in their generation. It was perfectly safe for them to copulate with anyone they liked in the city.

It was the reason Lawrend was able to have Inferno with Ember. Their generation had a huge gap that made it impossible for their offspring to have a problem.

They rented rooms, left the others in their respective ones, and left the building. All in all, the group became three with Lawrend, Ember, and Inferno, respectively.

Lawrend decided to take him because he was a direct descendant of Ember. It was better to familiarize him early on. He ought to entangle with the clan sooner or later.

"Father, where are we going?" Inferno curiously asked.

He realized that they only took him and not the others. It made him curious as to why that was the case.

Lawrend looked over at Ember. He himself had no idea where they were going.

"Little Inferno, we're going to the City Clan Hall. They're a representative of the main clan in this city," Ember explained.

"Oh."

Inferno didn't understand everything Ember said, but he noted them inside his head. He was still young and hadn't experienced much of the world yet. It was natural that he couldn't piece together Ember's words.

"Are you sure about this?" Lawrend asked Ember.

They continued walking along the black streets. Many would make sideward glances at their group once in a while. They were eye-catching because they looked like a perfectly happy family, especially since Ember was astoundingly beautiful.

"What do you mean? I'm only reporting to the clan as I should," Ember replied, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion.

"You know..."

Lawrend motioned at Inferno with his head. Lawrend was worried that it would be a problem if she returned to the clan with a kid. She was the princess, after all.

In his opinion, it was better to delay it as much as possible.

"Hmph. Why bother about what the others in the clan think, Master? I will beat them, and you will help me, right?"

Ember squinted her eyes at him.

"R-Right."

Lawrend nodded his head immediately. He could feel a weird vibe coming from her. He couldn't put it into words.

The family continued onward and soon arrived in front of a red building. It was breathtaking to walk inside. It was majestic in appearance, with various art murals on the walls, floor, and ceiling.

Many of the arts depicted a phoenix reviving from the dead.

"Can everyone here do the phoenix rebirth?" Lawrend asked.

"Nope. You need to have a powerful bloodline. Only a small percentage could do it, and many of them are in powerful positions in the clan," Ember replied.

They arrived in front of a receptionist's desk. A bored old man stood behind it. He raised an eyebrow at the three of them. He had a short red beard and a short stature.

"How come I have never seen you three before?" he asked.

"Uncle Receptionist, I'm here to report my return. I have also accomplished my mission," Ember replied.

"Oh?" the old man raised an eyebrow. "Do a blood test to confirm your identities."

The old man placed three small bowls an inch in size on the counter. He pushed them forward and nodded his head at Ember.

Ember swiped her finger with her other finger, and drops of her blood filled the bowl. The wound then quickly healed.

The old man took it and placed it over a pedestal. It glowed red, and lines flowed along its length to the ground. The whole floor of the building lit up as a magical formation was activated.

"So much data..."

Lawrend's eyes flashed as he observed the changes in the magical formation. It pulled in data from outside and calculated it.

"Your name is... Ember Ignis!?" the old man exclaimed in disbelief.

That name was very popular in the clan. She was the sole princess of the Ignis Clan. She managed to defeat countless talents and rose to the very top, where she was hailed as the princess by everyone.

She disappeared four years ago, and everyone almost forgot about her existence, but seeing the name again reminded the old man of the past. Her achievements were unforgettable; just mentioning her name would cause an uproar.

And almost instantly, the heads of everyone in the building turned to the receptionist. They glared at him before settling their eyes on Ember.

"Are you really... the princess?" he carefully asked.

"Who else would have my name? Everyone else with the same name as I had changed them long ago," Ember replied haughtily.

She was naturally prideful. It was an insult for the old man to doubt her identity.

"I'm sorry, Princess Ember! I should've recognized you sooner!" the old man said and bowed his head.

He was an Earth Mage, but even he himself knew the difference between him and her. She deserved every inch of respect he was giving her now. She was the female prodigy everyone hoped to marry!

"So?"

"!!"

The hair on the old man's neck stood up in fear. He quickly tried to regain his calm and pretended nothing had happened. He then looked over at Lawrend and motioned for him to give his blood.

Lawrend took out a small dagger and sliced his wrist.

The old man was shocked because slicing the wrist would cause a lot of blood to splatter. It would inevitably overfill the small bowl.

But the next thing that happened shocked him.