Combat Maid Harem

Lawrend took a single step and appeared in front of the Horiel Mansion.

A lively atmosphere emanated from within with sounds of clamor and laughter. Lawrend didn't need to use any unique ability to know that they were his maids and children having fun.

Reavire noticed his arrival and appeared behind the metal gate. She smiled mysteriously.

"What? Did you spoil yourself?" Lawrend asked.

"No, but I can feel you have an object related to me."

Reavire flashed a smirk. She sensed a piece of her Will with him.

"Wait for your turn."

"Turn?"

Lawrend left her and arrived inside the mansion.

"Welcome back, Master!"

His other maids lined up together and bowed in sync. Broad smiles were on their faces.

"Good!"

Lawrend smiled happily at the view. He saw a few peaks and crevices when they bowed in his direction. The sight of which excited him.

"Can you all visit my room in order?"

"Yes, Master." They responded together.

Lawrend entered his room. He shut the blinds, bringing the room into absolute darkness. It was then that Lawrend realized this might not work well with Aleshia.

A crack opened at the door, and Aleshia peeked inside.

"Master?"

"Close the door."

Aleshia stepped inside and closed the door behind her. Instantly, darkness enveloped the whole room.

"I can see you, Master…!"

Aleshia focused on Lawrend kneeling in front of her with a ring on his fingers. He offered it up to her like a servant offering it to their lord.

It was a tradition, a culture of courting a woman. Lawrend proposed to Aleshia.

"Shia, will you marry me?"

Lawrend had previously promised Aleshia that she would be his first wife. Now that things had stabilized and he had become a god, it was time to realize that promise.

"M-M-M-MASTER!??"

Aleshia dropped to her knees in front of him, skidding. She grasped his hands and lifted the rings in front of her.

Small candles surrounded Lawrend, lit in succession, creating a romantic atmosphere.

Lawrend kept a calm smile as he stared at her. He knew the answer already. This was just a formalization.

"Yes! Yes, Master! Y-You didn't have to propose like this…"

Aleshia's eyes darted to his body. She didn't know how to feel about this. She was used to kneeling in front of him, not the other way around.

Lawrend hugged Aleshia. He rocked her left and right as the emotions in his heart tried to explode outward. He knew the answer, but hearing it was an entirely different thing.

It brought happiness to Lawrend.

"We will marry next month," Lawrend said and nodded at her.

Aleshia sensed his meaning. She stood up and lifted her hand. A ring made of a dark crystal wrapped around her ring finger. It exuded a thick amount of darkness mana, perfectly suitable for her.

"This is the best thing ever, Master…"

After looking at him with gratitude, Aleshia exited the room. She covered her ring finger and released a triumphant smirk to her other sisters.

'I became his first wife!'

Not even Reavire could change this now that Lawrend officially gave the first ring to Aleshia. It had been her desire all along, ever since she talked about it with him in the past.

After seeing her big sister leave with a pleased smile, Ella entered the room. It was very dark, but she could see Lawrend because of her space magic.

Technically, she wasn't Lawrend's second maid, but it had become that way since she met Lawrend after Aleshia. Only after she had grown did Ella express her desire to become a part of his harem, and it brought her to this moment.

She chose Lawrend because he was trustworthy and worked hard to protect her big sister. He was the ideal man, and although her past circumstances might have skewed his decision, that didn't matter anymore.

Lawrend had long owned her body and heart.

And now, Lawrend was about to own her soul.

The candles surrounding him lit up, revealing his kneeling posture and the invisible rings he held with his fingers.

"That…"

Ella was confused at first until she took a closer look.

When the faint rumbling of space hit that spot near his fingers, they bounced back like there was an object despite appearing like nothing was there.

"Will you marry me, Ella?" Lawrend asked, smiling confidently.

Ella had grown into a fine woman. She gave off a different charm than her big sister, and it was this charm that made Lawrend accept her as his woman, even though it didn't seem right at first.

Since Lawrend met her when she was still a child, Lawrend didn't think it was appropriate to have her as his woman, but she showed him that she loved him of her own volition. The rest was history.

All of those choices brought Ella before Lawrend. She nodded her head as tears started dripping out of her eyes.

"Yes… Thank you, Master! You have given me my freedom and strength, and now you're giving me your commitment…"

Ella was touched. As she thought, Lawrend was the ideal man. She knew that her big sister couldn't choose the wrong person.

The past felt blurry in her memories. She didn't remember the exact details anymore, but she knew she had been happy with him.

Lawrend embraced her. He slipped the space ring on her finger at the same time.

After a while, he separated, and Ella glanced at the black ring on his right index finger. Lawrend was right-handed, and the most useful finger was the index finger.

These subtle details meant that Aleshia was his first wife.

"W-what is my number, Master?" Ella anxiously asked.

"You are my sixth wife. Well, I'm sure they will all say yes."

Lawrend corrected himself as a joke.

"Thank you, Master!"

Ella left with a smile. She wasn't supposed to be his sixth wife either. By the order she confessed her love for him, it might be more correct to say that she was eleventh.