Combat Maid Harem

Before long, they arrived inside the classroom.

Instantly, the moment Lawrend entered, the students in the class started staring at him one by one.

Humility was already inside the classroom. She went on ahead to avoid suspicions.

His classmates started whispering into each other's ears.

"Hey, did you hear? Logan Herul died in their special mission. They said he suddenly went missing. Logan's brother didn't believe the instructor's report. He claimed that Lawrend and Nuon killed Logan." A male student whispered to a female student.

"What..? He's a killer—!" The female student's eyes turned to fear as she stared at Lawrend.

"Shh! Don't let him hear you!" The male student stopped her.

"..."

Lawrend pretended like he didn't just do that. His senses got stronger after he became a High Mage. Consequently, he remembered more of his memories from his past life.

"Lawrend, good morning," Humility greeted.

"Good morning," Lawrend replied with a smile.

The two of them had the understanding that they should keep their adult life hidden from their student life.

The students around Lawrend sneakily avoided him like the plague.

"..."

Even Levin and Johan, who was acquainted with Lawrend, didn't dare to look him straight in the eyes.

"Don't worry, Lawrend. They will know the truth once Mr. White arrives," Humility said to him in reassurance.

"I don't really care what they think. The truth will come to light anyway," Lawrend replied.

Though, his words had double meanings. After all, he really killed Logan.

"Yes. They will know that you didn't kill Logan."

They waited for a few more minutes before June arrived in the classroom.

"Good morning, class. Today I have an important announcement to make," June said loudly.

"Lawrend," he called out.

"Yes, Mr. White?" Lawrend responded as he stood up.

"The academy has already decided to give the green light for you to become a Third-Year student. You can become one anytime you want since you still want to study Second-Year."

"Thank you, Mr. White." Lawrend bowed to him respectfully.

"What?"

The gossipy students had shocked expressions on their faces. They didn't expect this outcome. They thought that Lawrend would be expelled from the academy for killing Logan.

"It seems like Logan's older brother is just spouting nonsense."

"Yeah. I even thought he was believable because he's our senior. I was wrong."

The students gossiped with each other.

"Hmph," Humility harrumphed hearing their discussions. She felt satisfied that they were given a slap in the face for believing such an obvious lie.

"Also, the Purple Thunder Grand Mage wants to see you right now," June said.

"I understand."

Lawrend walked towards the front of the class.

"Humility, can you bring him to the Magic Research Laboratory?" June asked.

"Yes, Mr. White. I can," Humility responded.

"Good. Please guide the way. You're the only one here who knows the way there, after all."

Thus, Humility brought Lawrend outside of the classroom.

"Humility, what's the Magic Research Laboratory?" Lawrend asked in curiosity.

Meanwhile, Aezel followed behind them. She was standing beside the classroom door earlier.

"The laboratory is where the Grand Mages of the kingdom study magic. They conduct groundbreaking and advanced magic studies there," Humility explained.

"Oh, interesting. They have such a facility, huh."

"That's actually where Ella studies her magic. They help research her how to use it," Humility continued.

"Does that mean Ella is also there?"

"Yes. We will see her there," Humility replied with a smile.

…

They arrived in front of a towering building with a majestic architectural design. It gave off the feeling of power and prestige.

"This place looks nice," Lawrend commented.

"Let's go inside, Lawrend," Humility urged him inside.

As for Aezel, she waited outside of the building.

They entered the building, and they were greeted with a huge stone stele in the center of the hallway.

There were words written on it saying, "The path to magic is perpetual. Finding the correct path will take many deviations. Thus, this place was erected to find that correct path in a timely manner."

"How old is this place?" Lawrend asked her curiously.

"It's as old as the kingdom. The founding King knew the importance of researching magic which is why he prioritized this after founding the kingdom," Humility explained.

"Amazing."

Humility brought Lawrend deeper inside. Along the way, Lawrend saw many historical magical artifacts that were created in this laboratory. They were displayed all along the hallway.

He felt the history and pride of the people involved over their revolutionary works.

Humility stopped in front of a room. It had the works, "Lightning Research" above the door.

"Do you want me to accompany you, Lawrend?" Humility asked in concern.

"It's okay. I can handle it," he replied.

"Okay. The Purple Thunder Grand Mage is a bit eccentric. It will be bad if you anger him," Humility warned.

"Thank you. I will take that into mind," Lawrend replied.

Humility then left Lawrend alone. She still had to attend her class.

*Knock Knock Knock*

Lawrend knocked on the door.

"Enter," A deep voice said to Lawrend calmly.

Lawrend opened the sliding door and entered the room.

There were various weird magical instruments all over the place. Most of which, Lawrend couldn't recognize.

"Are you Lawrend?" A handsome and stern looking man stared at Lawrend intently. He wore a purple cloak with a golden embroidery of a thunderbolt.

There were some chalks and a magic circle on the table in front of him.

"Yes." Lawrend nodded.

"You're a High Mage already? I thought you said that it will take you a whole month?" the man said as he stared at him with squinted eyes.

"I-I just became one recently…" Lawrend replied.

"Do you think you can lie to me?" the man asked.

"I don't think so…" Lawrend replied. He could feel immense pressure coming from the man.

It was like he could see through everything about him.

"Huh. Anyways, I didn't call you here to grill you.. Tell me the truth, did you kill Logan?" the man asked him solemnly.