"God… you…"

"Sit down, take out a paper and pen... I’ll read; you write."

Hearing Lathel’s words, Claire bowed her head, embarrassed, and said: "This, I... I don’t have paper or a pen."

Lathel: "…"

"Are you this poor?" He asked, confused.

"I sold almost everything to be able to continue distributing soup to the homeless; now… only this church remains unsold."

Lathel: "…"

"You…" He sighed and shook his head: "Okay, I have some money left; you should take it to relieve some of the financial pressure right now."

"But…"

"Are you disobeying the god you worship?" Lathel immediately interrupted Claire’s words.

"Sorry, God." Claire bowed her head.

"Uhm!" Lathel nodded: "Consider this the money for developing the church."

After speaking, he took out a scroll and pen and gave it to her: "Write down the things you need to do, then I will let Akna send someone to support you."

Claire became serious again and began to hold a pen and write down what Lathel asked.

Time passed very quickly; after more than an hour, Lathel left the church, climbed into the carriage compartment, and started moving to the academy.

In the carriage, Lathel looked at Akna and said: "Send some maids to support Claire. Besides, recruit a few more people who can tell stories to create more trust for everyone."

"Besides, the area around the church also needs a bit of renovation. Because their living conditions are difficult, they don’t have the heart to trust someone who can’t help them fill their stomachs."

Hearing that, Akna tilted her head and asked: "Young master, if we continue to provide free food to believers like this, I’m afraid..."

"Do not worry." Lathel sighed and said: "Wait for two days; at that time, we will have a way to create a lot of jobs for them."

"Two days later… What do you mean?" Akna seemed to realise something.

"Shhh!" Lathel put his index finger on her soft lips and said softly: "Secret."

Akna smiled and nodded: "I trust you, young master."

The carriage quickly arrived at the royal magic academy. This time, Akna accompanied Lathel.

According to the academy’s rules, students are allowed to bring servants into the academy. However, the servant’s employer had to pay a large fee.

No, for ordinary people, it was a large fee, but for nobles like Lathel, it was only a small amount.

Akna added a light layer of makeup today. After all, she was Lathel’s servant, and she didn’t want him to be embarrassed by her appearance.

When men go out, no matter how they dress, as long as the woman next to them shines, the value of that man will also increase.

Besides, women are also the pride of men when meeting others.

When the two walked around the academy’s campus, Akna’s beauty caught everyone’s attention.

Whether male or female, everyone was attracted to her beauty. Lathel, who was walking beside her, also felt proud when she heard the gossip of the surrounding students.

"Wow! Who is she? Beautiful."

"That outfit... it seems like she is that young man’s servant."

"Really? She is so beautiful, but is she really just an ordinary servant? Are you kidding me?"

"Is that weird? High-ranking nobles can spend a lot of money just to buy a beautiful maid, for their pleasure."

"That’s right, most of these maids only have a beautiful appearance, without any magical power or talent."

"They are right; there is a saying about such beautiful maids, which is... those maids are goods with an expiration date. After a while, when their owners get tired of playing with them and their beauty deteriorates, they would be thrown into a brothel."

"Even so, I have never seen a maid as beautiful as her."

"Yes, she is so beautiful. Her aura is also extremely strong. Like a black rose full of charm but also full of thorns."

"Even though I’m a girl, I still can’t be jealous of her, because I don’t have the right to be jealous."

The gossip rang out, and Lathel felt extremely happy hearing that. Akna also gently smiled with satisfaction, as if she had completed a difficult task.

In the distance, Barosik saw Lathel and the beautiful maid walking behind him. He frowned and gritted his teeth as his face showed discomfort.

"Damn it! That bastard must have used his money to buy such a beautiful servant."

"She looks so sad; she must have endured a lot of terrible things."

Barosik muttered, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes showed extreme anger.

"Oy! calm down a bit." At this moment, Medos’s voice rang in Barosik’s head: "What did I tell you?"

"But…" Barosik gritted his teeth, he looked at Lathel as if about to spit fire on him: "I don’t want to let him continue to bully that poor girl anymore."

"Enough!" Medos shouted in annoyance: "You have to listen to what I say. Right now, you are not Lathel’s opponent; you must know how to be patient and restrained..."

BAM!

Barosik suddenly angrily slammed his hand against the wall. The pain came, but he didn’t feel any pain at this moment; on the contrary, he felt even angrier.

At this time, Lathel grabbed Akna’s hand, pulling her on par with him. At first, Lathel walked in front, and Akna walked behind me, but now, they both held hands and walked side by side.

Akna shyly bowed her head; her face was red, and her eyes were wet with happiness.

You must know that it is normal for a noble to like a maid, however, on the condition that it be a secret.

Because if it were to get out, it would be an insult to the nobility. Of course, even so, it was common for nobles to buy beautiful maids as entertainment toys, and after getting bored, they would throw those maids into brothels.

Akna did not think that Lathel would hold her hand in front of everyone, letting everyone know his true feelings for her.

This made her feel touched and happy.

However, Barosik’s perspective was different. He saw Akna’s eyes show pain; her eyes were wet and filled with despair, as if she were about to cry and lose control.

"Damn it! That bastard… We have to rescue her. That girl is definitely desperate."

"The damn people around are also a bunch of cowards, afraid of authority, letting a girl endure such terrible suffering and humiliation."

Medos: "…"

At this moment, Medos was really about to cry; he didn’t understand why Barosik was like Alec, completely losing control of himself when he saw Lathel.

Could it be that... Lathel is really the enemy of Barosik and Alec?

"Oy! You…"

Before Medos could finish speaking, Barosik immediately moved his feet and quickly walked towards Lathel.

Medos: "…"

He intended to use magic to stop Barosik, however, he suddenly felt an extremely terrifying stream of energy targeting him from afar.

That’s right, that source of energy is aimed straight at the Medos soul hiding inside the necklace, not Barosik.

Medos shivered in fear and decided to stay silent. Anyway... for Medos, Barosik is just a tool to help him revive.

If Barosik dies, he can find another target; he just needs more time.

But if he dies, everything will end.

Medos naturally worried about himself first, so he did not stop Barosik.

"Lathel!"

Suddenly, a voice filled with anger rang out, startling Lathel, Akna, and the people around them.

Barosik, with an expression like a hero of justice, slowly approached. Every step he took was steadfast, not backing down in the face of Lathel’s cruelty.

Lathel: "…"

Lathel saw the scene before his eyes and felt like he was a villain oppressing a beautiful girl.

Of course, that beautiful girl is Akna.

"Let her go!" Barosik frowned and shouted.

Lathel opened his mouth when he heard that, feeling that Barosik was like an idiot. He was holding a maid’s hand... Ah, no... What does it have to do with him holding the hand of his girlfriend?

He looked at Akna in confusion; she also looked at him, indicating that she herself did not understand what was going on.

"Are you… misunderstanding something?" Lathel frowned and said: "She is my maid; what does it have to do with you if I hold her hand?"

"Huh!" Barosik snorted in contempt, feeling that everything was exactly as he thought: "Do you think I’m a fool? Everyone knows you used power and money to buy this girl."

"Can’t you see that she is suffering from being held by your dirty hands?"

Lathel: "…" ( ;  ̄ Д  ̄ )

He felt that Barosik was really a fool. If he didn’t use money, what would he use to buy servants? sand or leaves?

Wait! He wasn’t the one who bought Akna, either; Ryne gave her to him.

However... This really had nothing to do with Barosik. So why is he saying things like Lathel is a villainous boss kidnapping a gentle girl?

"Girl, don’t worry." Barosik looked towards Akna, his face showing a friendly and warm smile: "There are many people here; he will not dare to harm you."

Lathel: "…"

"Poor girl, if he uses power and money to threaten you, tell everyone clearly."

"I will protect you; even if he is a Duke, I am not afraid. I will definitely save you from that bastard’s hands."

"Oy!" Lathel frowned and said uncomfortably: "Don’t scold me, okay? I..."

Before Lathel could finish speaking, Akna let go of his hand. This scene made Barosik so happy that he almost danced a tango.

Lathel: "…"

Akna walked step by step towards Barosik; her cold eyes looking at him made him startled and scared.

"Girl, you…"

BAM!

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