The supporting character's harem is very normal

Chapter 176 Lathel and Claire

?Amleth fell silent in fear, and she bit her lip so hard that it bled.

"Ah! My empress, don't be so angry. After all, she's just an immature girl." Farmyrth covered his mouth and smiled.

"You too, Farmyrth, be serious." Catheryne glanced menacingly at Farmyrth.

Farmyrth smiled and nodded: "I understand, hehehe..."

Amleth clenched her hands so tightly that they turned white, and she thought of ways in her heart on how he could kill Farmyrth and Catheryne.

Back to the current situation, Lathel and Claire had a meal. The meal was so delicious that it made her eat all the plates containing the food.

When Lathel looked at the plates Claire had used, it seemed as if they had just been washed, so he could only force a smile.

'It seems… the best way to woo a woman is good food.'

Lathel thought to himself, but of course, he also didn't want to flirt with Claire.

After eating, Lathel took out a rather large tent and installed a clean, soft mattress and extremely warm pillows.

This tent even had protection magic and magic to maintain a warm temperature.

It can be said that Lathel really treated this round like a camping trip.

"Lathel… You… you really brought a whole tent?" Claire stammered.

She had never seen how nobles went hunting in the forest, but looking at what Lathel did, she felt that there was no way to hunt either.

"That's right." Lathel shrugged and said: "Anyway, I don't want to sleep outside. There are a lot of insects, and it's even dangerous."

"Don't worry, even though we only have one tent, I'm not selfish. We will take shifts to sleep and guard."

"Now, you go to sleep first; I'll keep watch. At 3:00 a.m., you will keep watch, and I will go to sleep."

"Heh?!" Claire felt like she had heard wrong. She even prepared herself to keep watch all night outside the tent for Lathel.

But after hearing what he said, she felt unable to believe her ears.

"You… you will guard me while I go to sleep."

"That's right." Lathel tilted his head and said as if this were a very normal thing: "Is there something strange?"

"It's really strange." Claire shouted worriedly, startling him: "I am a servant, and you are a noble, a Duke. You can't keep watch, so I can sleep."

"I will keep watch, you can be at ease and go to sleep. If there is danger that I cannot prevent, I will wake you up."

Lathel: "…"

He sighed and said: "You should listen to me. Now, in this place, we can no longer distinguish between servants and nobles."

"There is no law here, nor is there any Imperial security team guarding it. To pass this round safely, we must exercise fairness."

"I need you, you need me too. We must rely on each other to pass this exam."

"First of all, I'm a man, it's okay if I stay up a little late. You are a woman, and besides, you also possess the Healing Rank B talent,so you are someone who needs to rest a lot."

"If I encounter any problems… for example… getting injured, you still have the ability to treat me."

"Besides, at 3 a.m., we change shifts again. You servants usually get up very early, right?"

"At that time, the shift change will be convenient for you to rest, and you can also guard so I can rest."

After hearing this, Claire opened her mouth, her face filled with disbelief.

'He... he not only really wants to guard me so I can sleep, but also chooses a time so I can rest easily.'

'Lathel… why… Why are you so good?'

'Then I... how could I betray you? How can I leave you?'

'Lathel… If one day Malina confronts you, what should I do?'

'I can't hurt a good guy like you.'

Seeing Claire's surprise, he just shrugged and said: "Okay, don't sit still there. You go inside and sleep first, I'll keep watch."

"Besides… This place is relatively safe, I don't have to stay up all night. You can sleep outside for a bit and feel the natural atmosphere."

Claire pursed her lips and nodded slightly: "Thank you, Lathel."

"Don't thank me." Lathel shook his head and explained: "Like I said, we are in an area with no rules at all. We have to rely on each other and help each other to survive."

"I know. But… aren't you planning on killing monsters to earn points?" Claire felt strange and asked.

Lathel shook his head again: "It's not necessary. Anyway, I already have a letter of recommendation, whether I pass this exam or not, I can still enter the academy."

"I also have no need to risk my life to compete with other contestants."

"I just want to enter the academy and experience what it's like to study at a magic academy."

"Of course…" Lathel glanced at Claire and smiled: "I also want to find some lovely girlfriends."

Hearing that, Claire pursed her lips, wanting to ask if he wanted her, but... that was all she had in mind, she didn't dare say it.

After all, the gap between her and Lathel's current status was too great, like a blade of grass on the roadside and a star in the sky.

Unless… unless she was truly accepted by the Royal Family or the Church at that time, the gap between their statuses would be shortened.

Claire clenched her hands tightly. She was silently determined in her heart to try to become stronger, more useful, and be able to get closer to him.

"Lathel.. I will try."

"Hmm?!" Lathel tilted his head, pretending not to hear what Claire just said.

She was also startled and quickly said: "No, I mean... good night!"

After she finished speaking, Claire immediately crawled inside the tent, her face was red, and her heart was beating continuously like a war drum. Claire even felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

She placed her hands on her chest, where her heart was. Her plump breasts rose and fell with each breath she took.

Claire tried to control her emotions and stabilise her breathing: 'No! I have to stay calm and try to rest well so I can help Lathel.'

She opened her eyes and was startled when she saw the scene inside the tent.

In reality, she was just a servant; besides, the amount of money the Montague family distributed to Malina was not much.

That's why Claire's bedroom is extremely narrow, with only enough room for a bed and a wardrobe.

Her bed is not good either, as the bottom is lined with straw and the top has two layers of rough cloth to help her sleep well.

Even Malina didn't have a good bed. Her bed was just an ordinary bed stuffed with some kind of animal hair.

But right now, in front of Claire was a clean and luxurious mattress, and the pillows and blankets were also so luxurious that she didn't dare touch them.

Claire trembled, poked her head out of the tent, and said softly: "Lathel, I... I feel like I can sleep outside."

"Hmm?!" Lathel was studying the system when he heard Claire's voice say: "Why?"

"Inside… inside…" Claire stammered: "I… I'm afraid I'll dirty your blanket and mattress."

Lathel: "…" ( ; ￣ Д ￣ )

He felt a bit puzzled by the thoughts of the inhabitants of this world. Lathel knew that class differences were also a big problem, but did she need to take it seriously?

"Okay, you can use it, I have other blankets and cushions, don't worry." Lathel sighed and spoke.

Seeing Lathel so determined, Claire could only nod and go back inside the tent.

As she lay on the mattress, she felt extremely comfortable, completely different from her straw bed.

Even the mattress, blanket, and pillow all had a pleasant scent that helped Claire slowly fall asleep.

Outside, Lathel sat next to the fire, frowning, and thinking about what he needed to do.

"Do you really not want to be one of the top performers in this round?"

Cauldron suddenly spoke, and Lathel could only sigh and say: "Yes, after all, I am now a Duke, so I can buy some of those rewards; there's no need to compete with the others.""

"Besides… my concept of life is to limit myself from getting into trouble."

That's also one more reason, Lathel thought to himself that the biggest reason was still his system.

Lathel has a system, every day it can give him good items, so he doesn't need to compete with others.

Being too greedy will be dangerous.

Keeping too many good things that other people know about will also be dangerous.

That's why you have to know how to pretend to be stupid and pretend to be weak, so you can survive in this cruel world.

Lathel also didn't have time to spare, so he checked his own information panel again.

…

Name: Lathel

Level: 20

Energy points: 4,000

Talent: Earth (D), Thunder (D), Wood (E), Healing (B), Fire (C), Adaptation (B)

Job: Royal Chef (C), Sculpting Master (B)

Function: Simulated space

…

Lathel also checked his storage space; inside, there were two system items that he had not yet used.

Sivas Sculpture Knife (sealed) Rank C and 'God-Demon Stone'.

'Ah! There's one more thing…'

Lathel thought while taking out a strangely shaped knife. The knife was quite short, only about 20–25 cm. The knife was like a drill made from some kind of monster's mist.

That's right, this is the knife that Alec threw at him.

'If it's what Alec threw at me, then this knife probably won't have any effect.'

'A stingy protagonist like Alec can't give himself something good.'

"This knife…" Cauldron suddenly spoke.

Lathel: "…"

"Oy! What do you mean..." Lathel silently complained in her heart that something was wrong—could this knife be some special item?

"That's right. My thoughts are the same as yours."

Lathel: "…"

"Tell me, how do I know what you're talking about?"

"So, why did you interrupt me?"

Lathel: ( ￣ ︿￣ )

He really wanted to punch Cauldron, but after thinking about it, he also didn't want his arm to be broken.

Cauldron explained: "I don't know what this knife is, but the blade is like a drill, it seems to be the tip of a long spear."

"Long spear?" Lathel frowned, looked at the knife in his hand, and felt that what Cauldron said seemed quite reasonable.

The shape of this knife was unique, but if you put it on the tip of a stick, it would become a drill or the tip of a long spear.

Cauldron continued: "Even though its rank is not high, if you find its remaining parts, it will probably be extremely strong."