Combat Maid Harem

"I want to explore the world like you and Father."

Lawrend smiled at his son's words.

"The clan is the best place for you to grow. I will assure you that you will like it here," Paeia said.

"Grandfather, I want to have maids like father!"

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Lawrend, Ember, and Paeia's eyes turned round. Hearing that from a young child felt odd.

"Little Inferno, it's too soon to say that. You need to grow big first," Ember replied with a wry smile on her face.

Lawrend couldn't help but smile proudly. That was his son! Maids are cute!

Paeia felt like he was going to have a headache that would last till his death. He had high hopes for his grandson, but he was already corrupted. He could imagine the future where Inferno would rule the clan with maids at his beck and call.

The future of the clan was bright, but it was also bleak at the same time.

"I want them now." Inferno threw a tantrum.

It was rare for him to act like this, especially since he was more mature with his powerful soul. The fact that he was doing this shows how much he wanted to have maids like his father.

"Son, getting maids isn't something you should force. Wait till you're at the top of the clan, and women will come flocking to become your maids."

Lawrend kindly gave his son advice. Ember side-eyed him.

"Oh..!"

Inferno's innocent eyes lit up. He wasn't able to think about that since he was still young, so hearing that advice from Lawrend greatly improved his approach to this Clan Head situation. He very much wanted to become the Clan Head now.

"Do you still have anything to say?" Lawrend asked Paeia.

The way he casually asked that question irked the man, but he shrugged it off since Lawrend was pretty much already his Son-in-law. It wasn't official, but it was the same as official in his current situation.

"I'm satisfied with you except for the fact that you turned my precious daughter into your maid. Go and leave Inferno here before I change my mind," Paeia said and waved his hand.

He didn't look at Lawrend again. He stared at a vase in the corner of the room instead. He'd rather look at that piece of art than the annoying face of the man who corrupted his daughter and grandson.

"Inferno, you can trust him," Lawrend said to him.

"I understand, Father. I will take control of the clan and then have my own maids," Inferno replied and nodded his head.

"Good."

Lawrend patted his son's head and stood up.

Ember kneeled in front of him and embraced him for a few seconds. Afterward, she stood up and followed Lawrend out of the room.

"Father, I entrust you with my son," Ember said and looked back just before she left the room.

"If I can raise a woman like you, I can raise Inferno well."

Ember felt relieved after hearing his words. She closed the door.

"Where is your mother?" Lawrend asked.

He had been wondering about it ever since he entered the room. Although they visited pretty abruptly, it was obvious that Paeia had been waiting for them. It was weird that Ember's mother wasn't with him.

"She… died trying to increase her bloodline purity in the depths of the Phoenix Garden," Ember replied and stopped walking.

Lawrend stopped after a step and looked behind him. Ember looked down at the ground with a gloomy expression around her.

"Do you have a grave for her? I want to pay my respects," Lawrend replied.

His question was bad. This was the only way he could think of to turn it around.

"Master… Thank you. We weren't able to retrieve her body, but we set aside a tombstone northeast of the estate," Ember replied, and her gloomy mood visibly improved.

Lawrend's question was bad since the answer should be pretty obvious, but the way he handled it made her feel impressed. His sensitivity like this was one of the small things that made him her ideal man.

In a relationship, it's not just the big things that matter. It also includes the small things that wouldn't be too impressive singularly, but the effect it brings when compounded together would help keep a relationship stable.

So far, Ember was very satisfied with her relationship with him. When the two of them were alone, she had always felt that they were in a monogamous relationship. It was easy for her to forget that he had other women.

But of course, she wasn't against the idea since she believed she couldn't keep him to herself. He was too phenomenal to only have one woman by his side. It was normal for him to have so many surrounding him, like a star with many planets revolving around it.

The duo exited the mansion.

"Princess, the Juvenile Mansion is ready for occupation. May I escort you there?" the butler asked.

"Wait here. My Master and I will visit mother," Ember replied.

"I will be waiting as long as you like, Princess."

The butler bowed.

Ember led the way as the duo flew at a relaxed pace. A few seconds later, they stopped before a humble tombstone. There was no grand design or lavish wealth displayed around the grave.

"My mother often disliked showing off our wealth. My father knew about this, so he had her tombstone be humble and as simple as could be," Ember explained as she gently landed beside it.

She kneeled on the ground and caringly rubbed the tombstone.

Lawrend landed behind her and bowed his head. He was thankful for her bringing Ember into this world.

"May you rest in peace, Madam. I will take care of your daughter and grandson," Lawrend muttered.

Ember's heart fluttered hearing his words. She lowered her head more and kissed the stone.

"Mother, I will retrieve your body soon," Ember said in a voice filled with conviction.