The supporting character's harem is very normal



Lafien clenched her teeth, she wanted to refute him but Lathel was so precise, that she couldn't say anything more.

Lathel glanced at her expression and smiled: "Lafien, we are in the same boat."

"We are not!" Lafien suddenly shouted: "I'm not like you, I'm not a monster, I'm not dirty. It's all because of her."

Lafien said while pointing at Charlotte: "Because she sucked my blood, I became a monster. I don't want to be like this. I want to return to the Church. I want to return to my Saintess. "

She spoke and cried, tears flowing out of her eyes. After all, Lafien is also the captain of the church's law enforcement team that specializes in purging dirty people or heretics.

That is her pride, even more so her faith over the years.

However, at this moment she became the dirty person, the person she hated the most, which made it unacceptable to her.

Lathel shook his head and said, "If they wanted to help people like you, they would have a way to solve problems like this."

"However, 10,000 years have passed and they still don't have any solution, which proves that they don't care."

"I'm the same as you, although the healing ability and physical strength are very attractive, I don't want to depend on Charlotte forever."

"I also want to find a way to escape this situation. So… Why don't we cooperate?"

"Cooperate? What do you mean?" Lafien frowned and asked.

"Like I said, we all have the same problem. Even if the Church has existed for more than 10,000 years, there is no solution, so we have to find a way to solve this problem ourselves."

Lathel shrugged and said: "I have the ability to become a Pharmacist Enchanter, you have the power. You should protect me, and I will find a way to solve your current situation."

"Nonsense, bullshit!" Lafien shouted: "Look at yourself, you're an ordinary human."

Lathel: "…"contemporary romance

'You are also human.'

"I am the captain of the church's law enforcement team, my position is higher than what you think. Don't you think..."

"Just wait until your bloodlust rises, then the church will destroy you." Lathel had finally lost his patience, he picked Charlotte up, then turned and left.

"Ah! At least when you die, you will be killed by someone from the Church, hahaha…"

"You…" Lafien gritted her teeth, she looked at Lathel with anger and pain. Seeing that Lathel did not care about her, she quickly shouted: "Okay, I agree."

Lathel suddenly stopped walking and turned to look towards her. However, his eyes were extremely calm and indifferent: "Sorry, I'm not in the mood to cooperate with you right now. Wait for the church to come save you, I don't want to cooperate with you anymore."

"You… you lied to me?" Lafien was angry, but she couldn't hit Lathel, much less kill him.

This was the first time she had felt this angry and pitiful. She started crying while biting her lip.

"stop." Lafien ran up behind Lathel and grabbed his hand.

Lathel immediately shook her hand away: "Sorry, I have no obligation to spoil you. In the Church, you may be a princess, you may be a god, but in front of me, you are just a stupid girl."

When Lafien saw Lathel's sharp and contemptuous eyes she immediately trembled.

She had seen that look a lot when she judged others, those she considered dirty.

But at that time, Lafien was not scared at all, she didn't even pay attention to the dirty people.

The strong are kings, so the losers can only die. She also didn't have time to care about the feelings of losers and those who were about to die.

But when she saw Lathel's eyes, Lafien felt a little scared.

"I…"

"Huh!" Lathel snorted contemptuously, then turned to leave.

"I'm sorry…"

"Hmm?!" Lathel stopped but did not turn back. He said contemptuously: "What are you talking about?" I didn't hear anything."

"I said… I'm sorry."

"Hmm?!"

"I'm sorry! It's my fault, I shouldn't have yelled at you! I'm sorry, please save me!" Lafien threw away her arrogance and took the initiative to apologize.

"That's right." Lathel nodded, then turned back to look at Lafien, reaching out a hand: "Happy cooperation."

Lafien pouted: "You're such a devil, I've never had to say sorry to anyone. You are the first person to make me cry this much."

Although Lafien was extremely dissatisfied, she still reached out, and grabbed Lathel's hand, she bowed her head and spoke, her voice as small as the sound of the wind: "Happy cooperation..."

The two continued to walk to the city gate. When The guard at the gate saw them he shouted: "Are you refugees?" Go to the other side, there is free food. After eating, go to the mine to work."

Lathel: "…"

Lafien: "…"

…

"Lathel… this dress… it…" Lafien stood in front of him, while stammering.

Behind her was a woman helping her tie the bow on her back.

Lathel turned her head and looked at Lafien, who was wearing an extremely beautiful white dress with a black trim.

This dress made Lafien even more beautiful and it highlighted her wonderful curves.

Her hills and valleys were distributed so perfectly, that it made other women jealous.

"Hahaha… I've opened this tailor shop for more than 40 years. This is the first time I've met a beautiful girl who suits this dress so well."

The middle-aged woman who was helping Lafien adjust her dress was smiling; it was obvious that she was speaking sincerely and not just praising politely.

Lathel also felt that the woman was right. Lafien currently looked like the lady of a noble family, she was beautiful, innocent, pure, and a little stupid and arrogant.

"You are very beautiful." Lathel did not hesitate to praise her, after all she was really beautiful.

Hearing that, Lafien's face turned a little red, as if a flower was blooming in his heart.

Suddenly, Lathel's sleeve was pulled by someone. He turned his head and saw Charlotte, she was currently less than 120cm tall, and she looked like an angel in the black and red doll dress she wore.

Charlotte at this time was like a perfect sculpture of the gods. Lovely and attractive, anyone who saw couldn't help but want to hug her and protect her.

"Wow! Charlotte, you're so adorable." Lathel couldn't help but squeeze her cheeks a bit: "Let me squeeze a bit, hehehe..."

Seeing the scene before her eyes, Lafien pouted, she began feeling a bit uncomfortable but she couldn't understand why.

"Boy, you are also very handsome and cool." The middle-aged woman suddenly looked towards Lathel and smiled.

Lafien glanced at Lathel, crossed his arms and said contemptuously: "It's normal."

However, her gaze only seemed to be directed towards Lathel.

Lathel was wearing black clothes, the outer cape was also black with a few blood red patterns.

Looking at him right now, he was both mysterious and cool, like a magician stepping out from the pages of Fantasy books.

"Lathel…" Charlotte pulled his sleeve, while smiling like a sunflower: "So cool…"

"Hahaha… Of course." Lathel rubbed Charlotte's cheeks but she didn't feel uncomfortable at all, she just closed her eyes as if enjoying her hands.

Lafien gritted her teeth, she did not understand why she felt even more uncomfortable when Lathel was intimate with Charlotte.

Next, Lathel paid more than 200 gold coins, conveniently tipping the woman another 10 gold coins.

The woman saw that Lathel was extremely generous and smiled and said: "Boy, next time you need to sew some clothes, tell me, I will give you a surprise."

"Hahaha, I will be back soon." Lathel smiled, after all he needed to make a few more sets of clothes, as one set was not enough for him to use.

Although 200 gold coins for three outfits was extremely expensive, expensive enough to make others jealous, Lathel felt that this was necessary.

Leaving the store, Lathel was a bit surprised. He didn't think that a small store located in a small alley where no one noticed would have beautiful outfits like this.

At first, he planned to go to big stores. After all, he had a lot of money, so it was okay to waste it a little.

But when they arrived at those stores and saw their beggar-like appearance, the store owners chased them away before Lathel could say anything.

Lathel turned around, remembering the location and name of this store, he would definitely come back in the future, and of course, he was looking forward to the surprise the store owner talked about.

Lathel looked towards Lafien again, he saw her with her arms crossed, she was pouting, while looking in the opposite direction, her expression quite uncomfortable.

"Oy! I paid for the outfit you're wearing, won't you thank me?"

"This outfit?"

"That's right, that's my 70 gold coins."

"70 gold coins?"

"Heh?! You don't know about gold coins?

"Huh! Why should we care about those ordinary things? In the Church, we only use contribution points to exchange for things we want."

Lathel felt a bit of a headache. He realized that Lafien was not only stupid but she also had almost zero social experience.

She was like a bird kept in a cage from the moment she was born. When the cage door was finally opened, the bird did not know how to fly outside.

"Okay, let's pretend I didn't say anything." Lathel shook his head, the two of them found a carriage and started moving.

Sitting in the carriage, Lathel frowned and said: "You are not allowed to use magic arbitrarily, understand?"

"I see, are you the pope? Don't give me orders."

Lathel: ( ＃ `Д´)

He really wanted to punch Lafien, this girl knew everything, but she just didn't know what position she was in.

Lathel sighed and said: "You should remember our cooperation."

Lafien nodded slightly, she did not speak, she just crossed her arms and looked outside.

Lathel also did not want to continue talking. He saw that Charlotte was not asleep rather she was looking outside through the small window, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

He also looked outside, this place was indeed very bustling, luxurious, and majestic.

The capital of the continent's largest empire was truly so majestic that he was also attracted to it.

On the street there were all kinds of races, and several stalls selling strange things.

The buildings on both sides of the road were also very majestic and rich in traces of history.

Lathel smiled, he felt as if his life in the Fantasy world was now truly beginning.

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