Combat Maid Harem

Lawrend's question made Elena twist her legs together as she blushed.

"I turned a bit of me into liquid, Master."

"W-what?"

Lawrend's mind halted. He didn't expect to drink Elena.

She was a slime, but the concept of 'drinking' someone was alien to him.

"I-I don't know, Master. I feel like it's a way of showing you that I love you," Elena answered and looked away. The shyness she felt couldn't be expressed with words.

Lawrend was speechless. From her words, he could surmise it might be due to her instincts as a Divine Slime. However, she was the only one he knew, so he couldn't confirm it for sure.

"Come here."

Lawrend stopped thinking about the intricacies.

He pushed his tongue inside her mouth and licked all of the delicious flavors it hid from the world. After a few seconds, Lawrend sucked all of Elena's sweet nectar and pulled away.

"Delicious."

Lawrend grinned.

"M-Master, I also have something for you!"

Humility walked forward carrying a cup of unknown liquid. It was cloudy, and a strange scent filled the air.

"Is that…?"

Lawrend already knew the answer, but he refused to believe it. He wanted to hear it from her.

"Yes, Master. This is your favorite. Eehehehe~" Humility giggled.

She brought the cup closer to his lips like an offering.

Lawrend chuckled. He found it adorable that Humility had regained herself already. He went forward and sipped a little.

"Mm…"

Lawrend savored the taste. It was fresh and still warm, just perfect.

After judging it, Lawrend ignored his surroundings and took the cup from her. He downed it all briefly like he was parched in a desert.

"Master…"

Humility fell to the ground with a thud. Her legs split to her left and right, and a small puddle gathered under her. Her unsightly appearance prompted her son, Marano, to forget he had ever known her.

"How lewd… Nyaa."

Amene shuffled between the others and appeared directly in front of Lawrend. She jumped into his embrace, eagerly kissing his lips, and licked all the unique flavor left in his mouth.

Like a cat in heat, she started getting frisky and touchy with her hands.

After about half a minute, Lawrend pushed her away. He stared into her eyes and shook his head. He took her hands off him, telling her this wasn't the place.

Amene frowned but quickly became happy again. She winked at Lawrend and mouthed the words, "Let's fuck a lot later, Nyaster~".

Lawrend nodded and smiled. Her amorous expression was understandable since it had been a long time since Lawrend had satisfied her. Looking back, it was impressive that she could keep it to herself.

Seeing that it was her chance, Grape took a step forward. She carefully approached Lawrend as the aura he exuded pressured her. She instinctively knew it was her chance.

"Master~"

Grape ran her fingers across his back and chest as she cuddled to his side. Her leg wrapped around his, sharing their body heat together.

The tingling sensation of Grape's seductive actions excited Lawrend in more ways than one. He stared at her face as she begged for him to solve the emptiness below her stomach.

"Do you want a kiss? It doesn't seem like you only want a kiss…" Lawrend felt like he was holding a bomb in his arms. If he wasn't careful, she might pull him in.

As expected of Grape. She had a lot of experience. Some might see her as a dirty woman from her previous occupation, but Lawrend knew more than anyone how clean she took care of herself.

Such things never bothered Lawrend, so the way he looked at her now started filling with desire. He also wanted her.

"Nyaa? Go kiss!"

Amene couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed Grape's head and pushed it towards Lawrend's face.

Lawrend, seeing it from a mile away, gracefully caught Grape's head by pulling her hair back. They kissed, and her tongue skills were on full display. Something about him grabbing her hair stoked the fire already burning within her.

"Nyaster…"

Grape pulled her head back of her own volition.

Such an action only made Lawrend want her more. She might not be a powerful mage, but everything she did to seduce him was precisely calculated.

"Later." Lawrend flicked her forehead.

"Nyaahh!!!!"
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Grape jumped back in surprise. She quickly recovered. She rubbed her forehead while giving him a playful expression by pursing her lips together.

"I-is my turn, My God?" Ramiela asked, her expression pious as a devout believer.

"Come here."

Lawrend knew what was going on inside Ramiela's head. She believed that her God was the supreme being and should be treated with the utmost respect and loyalty.

Ramiela didn't miss a heartbeat. She swooped in quickly and arrived in his embrace. She cuddled in his chest and shyly reached forward with her lips.

She closed her eyes, patiently waiting for his move.

Lawrend confidently lifted her chin and kissed her lips. Ramiela shyly extended her tongue and flinched when it touched his. The electrifying energy of his divine tongue filled her with ecstasy.

Lawrend gave her a calm kiss—one filled with grace and love—that perfectly suited her meek behavior.

However, when he separated from her, her gaze showed apparent dissatisfaction. She seemed to be saying that he should've been more passionate and intense.

'I was offering myself to you, Master. I want you to dominate my mouth…' Ramiela sent to his mind through their connection.

'We will have lots of time later,' Lawrend responded without revealing any fluctuation in his emotions.

It took a long time, but it was a quick interaction. No one could tell they communicated, as the looks they gave each other were the same as the others.

Knowing that there would be a chance to enjoy her God's love later, Ramiela took a step back with satisfaction. This was an appetizer in her view.

"Nao?"

Lawrend called out to the potion master. She had been staring at him kissing the others for a while now. She didn't even realize it was her turn.