Combat Maid Harem

Lawrend started to think of his new spell. It would have to be efficient and not wasteful.

His previous spell, the Lightning Beam spell, concentrated the lightning into a single direction. It was powerful and destructive.

He was regretful that he hadn’t managed to try it on an opponent yet, but he was hopeful that it would be even more satisfying to use with his current strength. After all, a Grand Mage like him can insta-cast Arch Mage spells continuously.

He tried thinking what could be more efficient than a beam of lightning that could destroy everything on its path. It was hard, but Lawrend was from a world that had a lot of entertainment.

He thought of fantasy instead of basing it into reality like how he was doing it before. By thinking of fantasy, he would be able to come up with creative ways to create his Grand Mage Lightning Spell.

“Master?”

Valentina waved her hand in front of his eyes, but he didn’t respond. His eyes were focused, and he was deep in thought.

“Master is at it again…” Aleshia said.

“As expected of Master, he would train whenever he had the chance to,” Aezel said.

“I guess we will continue this discussion tomorrow,” Valentina said.

“I hope Master doesn’t take a year this time,” Elena said.

“I don’t think he will. It was easy for him to create spells. It should take him at most a week,” Humility replied.

“Let’s see,” Aleshia replied.

They started leaving the room. The only ones left were Elena and Grape.

“Master is sitting on the floor. Should we?” Elena asked Grape.

“Mnmm.” Grape shook her head. “I’m sure it’s okay for Master. Besides, if we put him on the bed, how are we going to take care of the babies?”

“Alright,” Elena replied in agreement.

…

And so, time passed. Lawrend sat on the floor as he thought about his new spell.

Many ideas flowed in his mind before he finally landed on three good ones.

The first one would be shrinking and compressing the lightning beam to make the power more concentrated. The second one would be absorbing mana from the surroundings to support the spell. And lastly, the third one would be making a ball of compressed lightning that would explode whenever he wanted to.

Each of these ideas had its own strengths. His decision would also determine the path of magic that he would be taking in the future.

He started by analyzing the first one. It was viable, but shrinking it would make the mana consumption enormous. Not to mention, the lightning beam would be smaller, so it would be harder to hit his target.

It wasn’t exactly what he was looking for a Grand Mage spell. He wanted something that would give a lot of oomph and power, like a nuclear bomb.

The second one was even better than the first one. It would save him a lot of mana by using the mana from his surroundings, resulting in the spell becoming bigger and more powerful.

The third one required great control of mana. He would need to compress the lightning mana in some way, and it would definitely be unstable.

Also, throwing it would make it easy for his enemies to avoid. It sounded great to create destruction, but he didn’t want to destroy his surroundings when he was fighting someone. He could be fighting on top of his capital city again.

The second one sounded like the best decision out of the three of them. He could control the direction, and the mana cost was even less compared to before.

Now, all he had to do was find a way to make it work.

Lawrend came back to reality, and he saw Elena and Grape sleeping on the bed.

His four little children were sleeping in between them like little angels. He couldn’t help but smile as he watched them.

After making sure that he didn’t wake them up, Lawrend sneaked out of the room.

“Master?”

Lawrend turned his head and found Aezel waiting for him outside.

“Oh, you’re still awake?” Lawrend asked.

“I figured that you will leave again to test your spell,” Aezel replied.

She knew him well already. He always needed to test his ideas before he would settle on a spell.

“Yeah. Follow me. I need you to protect me,” Lawrend replied.

“Yes, Master!” Aezel responded happily.

They then left the inn together.

“I’m guessing we aren’t allowed to fly?” Lawrend asked her.

“Yes, Master. They have a magic circle in place that would slap you down like a fly, but we are strong enough to resist it. Though, we would still alarm the guards,” Aezel answered.

“Hm… How high do you need to fly before the magic circle detects you?”

“About 12 meters.” (~40 Feet)

“So that means we can fly up to the roofs of the houses?”

“Yes, but we would smash onto buildings if we did that.”

“Then let’s just parkour around the roof,” Lawrend replied.

“Ah! Fufufufu! As expected of Master, you thought of a way to circumvent it so fast,” Aezel exclaimed in admiration.

“It was nothing.” Lawrend shrugged his shoulders.

The two of them entered an obscure alleyway and flew up. Even though it was nighttime, there were still a lot of people walking around. That was why they didn’t just fly up at the entrance of the inn.

“Nice. They use stone tiles,” Lawrend muttered as he looked at the roof they were stepping on.

They picked the direction of the sea and flew towards it. They jumped from roof to roof.

Of course, they made sure not to jump across major streets. It would be easy for others to spot them.

Before long, they arrived at the edge of the city. They exited the port gate and flew out to the sea.

“Have you tried practicing your spells around here?” Lawrend asked.

“Fufufufu. Do you want to see?” Aezel asked proudly.

“Sure, but how far do we need to go?”