Combat Maid Harem Chapter 47
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"Are you curious?"
Aleshia asked Lawrend inquisitively.
"Yes. Please tell me truthfully."
Lawrend bowed his head to her. He was desperate to know if it was only him that didn't feel anything.
"Hmmmm… Where should I start? Ah! When I first killed someone, I was so scared. I didn't want to do it again, but my circumstances didn't allow me to. In the end, I killed my second one. When I killed my second one, although it was suffocating, it wasn't as bad as my first one. It was a pattern that went on until today, I don't feel anything anymore."
Aleshia pondered before explaining to Lawrend what she felt when she killed people.
"You don't feel anything anymore… I see. Thanks."
Lawrend pondered to himself before thanking her.
'So the me in my past life is a killer?'
Lawrend thought to himself in confusion. Why would the past him be a killer? It doesn't make any sense. He could only find out in the future if his guess was correct.
"You don't have to thank me, Young Master. You can talk to me about your problem."
Aleshia responded with a smile on her face. She could tell that something was bothering Lawrend right now.
"It's nothing."
Lawrend shook his head at her. He doesn't know how he would explain to her that he remembers some memories of his past life.
"If it's bothering you, Young Master. You can look away. I won't laugh at you."
Aleshia comforted him. Even if Lawrend tries to hide it from her, it's so obvious that he's thinking of something.
"Alright."
Lawrend sighed and turned his head away. It was not bothering him. That was the problem. He wanted it to bother him, but he just felt nothing when she killed the bandit leader.
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It didn't take long for Aleshia to slit the necks of all of the bandits. It created a large pool of red blood. Its stench was gut-wrenching.
"Young Master, do you want to loot them? I'm sure they have valuable stuff with them."
Aleshia suggested to Lawrend. Bandits are always ambushing many passing merchant carriages and without any guards, they would attack and plunder.
"...Money is money."
Lawrend gritted his teeth and reluctantly agreed. If he could get some money from the bandits to offset the cost that he incurred in this journey, then he wouldn't complain that much.
"Help me, Young Master."
Aleshia walked to a corpse and started searching through its pockets. It didn't take long before she's able to pull out several banknotes of gold.
Lawrend frowned as he stepped on the pool of blood and searched through the pockets of a body.
It took them a quarter of an hour before they were able to load the loot they got from the bandits inside the carriage. It included dozens of short swords and at least more than a dozen thousand gold worth of banknotes.
"That's a lot."
Lawrend couldn't help but say as he looked at it all loaded inside the carriage. There were some boxes inside the carriage before but now it looked so cluttered with all of the looted stuff.
"Yes, Young Master. Bandits are very wealthy."
Aleshia nodded her head as she added from the side. Even for her, she didn't expect to get so much wealth from a small bandit group. She couldn't imagine how much it would be if they looted the biggest bandit group in the region.
"Let's go."
Lawrend hopped into the carriage. They had already been delayed by the bandits, and they still have to reach the next village before night time so they have to hurry.
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"Yes, Young Master."
Aleshia nodded her head and rode onto the front of the carriage. It didn't take long before the carriage was moving once again. They disappeared into the horizon soon after.
A few minutes later, another carriage arrived. It stopped in front of the dead bodies of the bandits laying on the ground.
"They are all dead. Continue!"
A rough and elderly voice sounded from inside the carriage before it continued on ahead and avoided the dead bodies.
…
It was exactly nighttime when they arrived at the next village. This one was similar to the first village that they encountered on the way. There were houses and rooms for rent.
"A house for one night."
Aleshia spoke to the man in front of them.
"5 silvers."
The man opened his hands towards her. Aleshia glanced at Lawrend before passing 5 silver coins onto the man's hand.
As they were riding the carriage to the house, Lawrend couldn't help but open his mouth and ask Aleshia.
"Was that the standard payment to rent a house for a night?"
Aleshia smiled and shook her head as she drove the carriage. It was too late for Lawrend to realize that he was duped before in the other village.
"Yes, Young Master. You were scammed by that old man. Hahaha."
Aleshia replied with a small chuckle. She found it pretty funny that Lawrend only realized this now. He wouldn't even be able to settle scores with him until they make their return trip.
"Damn that old man! He took advantage of me."
Lawrend slammed his fist on the carriage seat in anger. He didn't realize that he was so naive to fall for a cheap trick.
"I knew he was scamming us, but you just agreed on your own, Young Master. It was hilarious now that I think of it. Hahahaha."
Aleshia laughed louder. It was like the sound of a melody as her beautiful voice was filled with laughter.
"..."
Lawrend looked at her back coldly. It was not fun being laughed at by a girl as beautiful as Aleshia. He felt like he was being poked in his heart.
"Alright, I'll stop. Next time, don't just agree, Young Master. Consult me first, 'kay?"
Aleshia reacted after realizing that Lawrend had been awfully silent. She was quite happy that he learned his lesson.
"I will. As my maid, I'll have to consult you every time I have problems."
Lawrend smiled and replied to her. He couldn't have imagined that his relationship with Aleshia would have advanced this far that they were able to have such lighthearted conversations.
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