Combat Maid Harem

Lawrend couldn't help but feel that this was a bit embarrassing. He didn't get a cool energy or magic that could change all of creation. Instead, he got an energy that could further fulfill his obsession with maids.

Lawrend familiarized himself with the Maid Energy. He closed his eyes and let it flow through his body. He learned how it worked and learned how to control it.

After a day, Lawrend opened his eyes and stood in the air.

The world had calmed, and Lawrend appeared normal. He didn't look special in any way except for the unspeakable charm that emanated from his body.

"So this is what it feels to be a Sub-God…"

Lawrend could sense the energy in his whole world. He could make them disappear just by using his authority as a Sub-God.

"My soul is also responding. It wants me to meet the Goddess."

Lawrend sensed the power of the Soul Contract. It was something he couldn't escape even now that he had become a Sub-God.

At the same time, he could see faint images of the Human World through the Goddess' memories.

The bloody reset that killed all the Heaven Mages of the human world and returned the technological level of the civilization back to the start.

After a certain point, a civilization could reach a level wherein they could produce gods with relative frequency. Yet, no world was able to sustain that.

Everyone was inherently selfish. After a certain point, a God/Goddess would prevent the appearance of others who would compete with them for resources and control over the world.

This was the mistake of the Spirit World back then.

Alissaskiya Mgarikala Pearlokiero couldn't create a real world, so she opted to take control away from the Spirit World's avatar. If the Spirit World had killed her before she became a God, then he wouldn't be as injured as he was now.

Lawrend succeeded in creating his own world, so he wasn't worried about having a world to control. Besides, he wasn't interested in managing the world. All he wanted was to keep his maids and children safe.

The Goddess was a wise God. She prevented anyone from appearing to challenge her position. The Divine Mage old man was the only one who could survive the last purge or reset.

And she could quickly kill him if she wanted to. He was only alive because of her mercy.

The angels that the Goddess controlled similarly were designed in such a way that they would never be able to challenge her position. They might have been born with power, but they could never improve.

Ramiela could improve because Lawrend gave her his Eternal Light Divine Magic. Otherwise, she would always be weak and at her mercy.

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Even though Lawrend never slept since he feared to meet the Goddess, for some strange reason, when he opened his eyes again, he was standing before her.

The figure of the Goddess in the dark and empty space appeared especially alluring due to her shapely curves and perfect features. Her white satin dress swayed with non-existent winds and gave her a delicate and pompous aura.

"Lawrend Horiel Ignis…"

Her voice tickled his ears and left his heart pounding rapidly.

For some strange reason, she was more attractive than ever. His eyes couldn't look away from her tantalizing body as if she was the perfect woman for him.

"Why am I here?" Lawrend asked, getting straight to the point.

He didn't let the fear show on his face, but he was still absolutely terrified. The Goddess wasn't supposed to be able to exert any influence in the Spirit World. After all, the avatar of the Spirit World was still a God despite his injuries.

"Have you forgotten our soul contract?"

"I didn't."

"The soul contract bypasses all laws, time, and space. It is the supreme order of the universe. The creator himself cannot disobey a soul contract. What makes you think that you can?"

As the Goddess' words progressed, Lawrend's face sunk deeper and deeper into despair. He sincerely believed that he could find a way out of this.

His love for Veronica surpassed his concern for himself. He traded himself to find a way to save her and let her live. He would do the same for his other children if needed.

Lawrend lifted his head and stared straight into her eyes, viewing the window to her majestic soul.

"Have you foreseen everything from the start?" he asked.

"I'm a Goddess. My soul can comprehend all things in my world. The moment you appeared, I have already decided on your ending."

"Is that so…?"

Lawrend became silent as he kept looking at her soul through her eyes. He could sense its vastness that could never be fully described.

The difference between a Sub-God and a God couldn't be expressed simply.

A God controlled their own soul and produced their own energy. They were independent from the universe, an actual transcendent being. Meanwhile, a Sub-God could only produce their own energy.

Their souls still belonged to the universe, meaning they were at its mercy.

"I suppose I can tell you that there are levels above mine. I'm what they call a Shattered God," she spoke, her voice ever enchanting.

"What are you trying to say?"

"This universe is the domain of the creator. He is your only hope now," she said as her voice faded and a sadistic smile sprung on her lips. "What will you do? Will you beg and pray for his assistance?"n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"I'm Lawrend. I have only relied on my maids. It would be lame to rely on another man to save me."

Lawrend could see the truth in her words. She hadn't told him a single lie since he came here. He didn't know whether he should be afraid or terrified.

"A man hiding behind women despises relying on a man? How interesting."

Despite the Goddess' provoking words, Lawrend shook his head. He faced her straight on and forgot his ability to feel any fear.

"No. I'm the type of person who would feel proud that my women would fight for me and sacrifice themselves. It means that I have succeeded in loving them."