Chapter 449 - Lawrends Lost Of Determination

"Father, why did you leave your maids back at Star Tail City?" Lawrend asked.

He then proceeded to pour his mana inside Rendal's body. He first decided to check on how broken things were before he would proceed to fix them.

"I don't want to involve them in my fight for the Clan Head position," Rendal replied.

He felt a warm energy flow from his back and spread through his whole body. It was relaxing and soothing.

"I see. I actually don't know what I want to do after this."

"Huh? Why? You are still young. You should go somewhere else that can help you get stronger."

In Rendal's eyes, Lawrend was abnormal. He was so talented that he even regretted not trying to find a way to teach his son magic when he was still young. If he did, he might be even stronger than today.

For someone like him to not know what to do. He must have hit his head on something.

"I know, but… I feel safe here. No one can challenge my authority, and I don't have to worry about anyone attacking my maids to blackmail me," Lawrend replied.

He already achieved his dream to have a maid harem. If he tried to compete at the center of the continent, he might die. There was no telling what would happen in the future.

He also felt that becoming stronger was unnecessary. He already got powerful maids that could protect him.

"Why did you practice magic? Remember why," Rendal replied.

Lawrend stopped checking his mana path and thought about his past.

Before he was sent to this world, he was someone who loved maids. He worked at a Top 500 company in the world, and he used all of his salaries in enjoying his free time.

He was a free man. Nothing stopped him from doing whatever he wanted. Even if prostitution was illegal in that world, he would still find ways to get maids sitting on his lap.

But in this world, he was already a king. He already got a maid harem. He doesn't need to do any of that.

But before he got everything he had now, he was a weak young master from a wealthy family. At that time, he wished to have power. Then, he practiced magic as much as he could and thought of ways to strengthen himself.

Right now, he was an Arch Mage who was as strong as a Grand Mage. He could raze the kingdom to the ground if no one stopped him.

'Master, don't forget that all of this won't last forever. I don't know when it will happen again, but the angels of heaven would surely eradicate humanity and reset everything," Valentina's voice ran through his head.

'I forgot about that. I have been too complacent…'

Lawrend closed his eyes and sucked in a deep breath.

'Then, Master… I think West is still alive. If he found out that I'm still alive, he would travel the whole world to find me. If you are weak at that time, are you willing to give me to him? Don't you… love me?'

Valentina's words stuck Lawrend's heart deeply.

'And the Ignis Clan will look for me…' Lawrend replied in his thoughts.

'That's right, Master,' Valentina replied.

If the Ignis Clan found no signs of him going to them, they might search for him. Once they found out that he was wasting his talent on his maids, they might use them to blackmail him!

Lawrend opened his eyes and panted heavily.

Everything… He would lose everything he got if he didn't get strong enough. Only if he was the strongest person in the world would he be able to truly relax.

(I want to become stronger until I can fight against the Goddess. I want to know who and why did that person tell her to send me here. I want to live forever and enjoy my maid harem…)

Lawrend slowly recovered his determination. He was going to become stronger! He won't lose his determination ever again.

"Father, thank you. That helped," Lawrend said.

"No problem. Now hurry up and fix my mana paths," Rendal said with a tinge of excitement in his voice.

"Alright. It won't take long."

…

After two hours, Lawrend walked out of the room. Rendal was sitting on the bed with his legs crossed.

He was already starting to recover his lost magic. Soon, his strength would return, and he would become a High Mage. He might've lost 18 years, but his talent would not fade.

Lawrend entered the Royal Chamber and sat on the bed cross-legged. This time, he was going to make the Arch Mage Lightning Spell.

His High Mage spell goes like this, "O' great Amber, be my electron, turn to sprite, overwhelm and kill my enemies, Levin's Descent."

Now, he needed to add another line to turn it into an Arch Mage Lightning Spell. That sounds easy, but it would decide how strong and how your spell would manifest.

If you don't have a good image of your spell, it would be impossible to create the spell. It also had to be realistic. If it isn't, then the spell would never work.

You can't just summon a large lightning space monster from outer space. It needed to follow the rules of magic. Similar to how science in his previous world followed the laws of physics.

His Beginner Mage Lightning Spell makes a single arc of powerful lightning, his True Mage Lightning Spell makes a shower of lightning, and then his High Mage Lightning Spell makes a shower of powerful lightning that is as powerful as his Beginner Mage Lightning Spell.

Lawrend already got an idea before when he saw Verkoli's spells. They were unique and powerful, and he wanted to apply them to his spells.

'A sword…'

Lawrend never tried sword fighting before, but it interested him. If he could apply his lightning spell to a sword and become a thunder god, that would be cool.

'No, that won't work…'