Combat Maid Harem

When he heard those words, Lawrend couldn't help but look at her again. She had short hair, fair skin, and an average height.

He didn't even know why he patted her on the head.

"Can you grow your hair? I want to see you with a long one," Lawrend said.

"Okay, Master. Please wait a few months," Nao replied.

"Can you also stop speaking like a man?" Lawrend asked.

"Y-Yes?" Nao replied in her feminine voice.

It was such a huge contrast that Lawrend was taken aback by her.

"You sound cute using that voice."

It was melodic and high-pitched. If he closed his eyes, he would imagine her as a beautiful noblewoman. He can't wait but to know more about her.

After chatting with her for a few more minutes, he left. He went back to his room and sat on the bed cross-legged.

"What is that, Master?" Aezel asked curiously.

"This is the recipe for the potion," Lawrend answered.

"Are you planning to brew potions?" Aezel asked with a tinge of surprise on her face.

"No. Look at this part. It says here that you have to heat the glass flask for quite a while. Won't it be more effective if Nao used her own magic? She would have more control of the heat, and the only limitation was her amount of mana," Lawrend explained to her.

"Oh! Can I help you?" Aezel asked eagerly.

"Sure."

And so, the two of them spent over two hours optimizing the potion recipe that Nao gave him.

"Done."

Lawrend lifted up the piece of paper in his hand and smiled. Although he was not a potion brewer, his knowledge of his past life helped him cut off unnecessary steps in the process.

Aezel helped him too by suggesting ideas that she learned in her world.

"Splendid work, Master. Do you want to relieve your stress?" Aezel asked and winked at him.

"No, thank you. Let's go buy a Beginner Fire Mage Spell from the local Mage Guild," Lawrend replied.

He stood up and exited the room with Aezel following behind him. He called for Grape on the way, and they left the inn together.

"Where are we going, Nyaster?" Grape asked.

"It's been a while since I spent time with you. I was worried that you feel left out, so come with us," Lawrend replied.

"Nyaa..? I don't feel left out at all, Master," Grape replied with a confused look on her face.

"Then, let's have some time together."

They rode a carriage to the Mage Guild. And a dozen minutes later, they arrived at the Mage Guild.

Lawrend looked around, noticing the numerous mages inside the spacious guild. It was almost as if he was back in the capital city.

"Sir High Mage, what can I do for you?" the female receptionist behind the desk asked.

Similar to the other female receptionists, she was busty and very attractive.

"Do you have a list of Beginner Fire Mage Spell that I can buy?" Lawrend asked.

He wasn't actually only buying the spell for Nao. He wanted to know if he could learn it. The Goddess told him before that he was actually capable of using all the elements, but because he solely focused on Lightning Magic, he wouldn't be able to use the other elements anymore.

"What is the use for?" the receptionist asked.

"I will teach it to my… uh… apprentice? I think she could be considered as my apprentice," Lawrend replied, unsure.

"Alright. What is your name, sir?" she asked.

"Lawrend Horiel," he replied.

"High Mage Lawrend Horiel… I will go check your records," the receptionist said and entered the room behind her.

A few minutes later, she came back.

"Pardon my failure to recognize your esteemed self!" the receptionist bowed to him respectfully.

"H-Huh??" Lawrend was confused by her sudden change of attitude.

"Prime Student Lawrend Horiel, I'm sorry I didn't recognize your name. I feel ashamed when I heard of it just recently," the receptionist bowed again.

Her bountiful bosom bounced up and down, which caught Lawrend's attention.

"Master?"

Aezel nudged him on the side when she saw his eyes staring at them for too long.

"Ehem. No problem. Can I get the list now?" Lawrend asked.

"Here!"

The receptionist gave him a scroll.

Lawrend opened it. Contrary to his expectation, the list was longer than he initially thought. There were at least several hundred names of Beginner Mage Spells in it.

"Is this all the Mage Guild has?" Lawrend asked.

"That list only contains the Beginner Fire Mage Spells of this guild," the receptionist replied.

"Wh–"

Lawrend was speechless. There are more than a dozen cities in the kingdom. If he added them all in total, wouldn't there be thousands of Beginner Fire Mage spells?

"Amazing, right? The capital city even has 5,000 Beginner Fire Mage spells unique to the guild," the receptionist said with a smug smile on her face.

Because of the long history of the kingdom, the spells created by individuals have accumulated to such a degree. If it was in another kingdom, it would be good if they had a thousand.

"Yeah. That's amazing."

Lawrend nodded his head.

He looked down at the scroll once again and started reading the names of the spells.

A dozen minutes of reading while standing later, Lawrend raised his head.

"Have you chosen one yet?" the receptionist asked as she sat on a chair.

"This Glowing Fire Hands spell. How does it work?" Lawrend asked. [AN: I know it sounds bad, but I try to use less fancy names for bottom-power spells.]

"Let me grab the document for you," the receptionist replied and headed back to the room.

She came back with a small booklet in her hand.

"This is the spellbook."

The receptionist passed him the booklet.

Lawrend took it and started reading the contents.

"O' Ifrit, give my hand warmth in this winter, Glowing Fire Hand!"

That's the chant for the spell. Lawrend immediately understood how this fire spell was made.

'A fire mage freezing in the winter must have created this spell,' Lawrend thought to himself.