The supporting character's harem is very normal

Chapter 514: Lathel and Rakka

Lathel, of course, did not know what happened as he indulged in lust until late at night before finally returning to the castle.

The next morning, Lathel went to the academy because he needed to see Rakka. As for the matter of Ikarys... Well, even if he cared, he couldn’t do anything.

After all, Ikarys is the male lead. If he wants to run away, even if Catheryne actively tries to find him, she may not be able to do so.

If the male lead could be caught so easily, then he wouldn’t be the male lead.

As for Rakka, he didn’t want to interact with Rakka much for fear that it would make Rakka suspicious.

After all, Rakka was a terrifying existence reincarnated in this world; with his wisdom and life experience, it would be easy for him to know what Lathel wanted.

Because of this, Lathel was neither too enthusiastic nor too indifferent.

This morning, Akna still hadn’t returned. Although Lathel missed her, he didn’t want to bother her too much.

Perhaps the new assignment will take some time for Akna.

Today, he went to the academy with the other maids. The five maids from yesterday were so tired that they couldn’t walk, so the four maids today were completely different people.

Lathel went to the academy and saw Rakka waiting for him. However, Rakka seemed to be very different from the last time he saw him.

His body was no longer too skinny, and his face was full of confidence; also... around Rakka’s body, a magical energy stream swirled around him like invisible armor.

"You..." Lathel saw Rakka and frowned, asking: "Are you really Rakka?"

Rakka saw Lathel and smiled confidently: "That’s right. Are you very surprised?"

"Yes, I haven’t seen you in just a day, but you have really changed a lot." Lathel was truly surprised.

’Is this the main character’s growth rate? It’s faster than the fastest bullet train on Earth.

Lathel remembered the last time he saw Rakka, he was still quite skinny, and the magical energy in his body was pitifully low.

But now... seeing Rakka so strong made Lathel surprised. Although Rakka was still weaker than Lathel now, one had to know that... only a day had passed.

Rakka had become this strong in just one day; what would happen after a month? Rakka will definitely be much stronger than Lathel.

Indeed... the male lead cannot be understood using normal logic. The male lead’s halo is something illogical to the point of being unacceptable.

Rakka laughed and said: "Anyway, thanks to that idiot Barosik, I was able to quickly develop my physical strength."

"As my physical body becomes stronger, I can contain more magic."

"And you... what happened yesterday? I didn’t see you come to the academy."

Lathel heard that and sighed: "There are some things that need to be resolved."

Looking at Lathel’s tired face, Rakka frowned and said: "Do you need my help?"

"This... right now, you can’t help me." Lathel said. In fact, he wasn’t provoking Rakka; he was simply telling the truth.

The Karol Empire, the Church, Lumiana, and Amleth are all giant monsters.

Even though Rakka is a male protagonist, right now, this was not a ’dungeon’ he could challenge.

Even if he is the male lead, he must develop from small events, then to big events, and finally to giant events.

Now, Lathel knew he could only rely on himself. Fortunately, the Lumiere Church had agreed to cooperate, and Lumiana’s attitude was also very good.

Although Ikarys had fled, Lathel believed that as long as he was careful enough, he would surely succeed.

Rakka sighed: "I am still too weak right now; it will take a long time to confront those two giant monsters."

"Lathel, if you feel uneasy, you can come with me and we can run away together."

"Based on my knowledge and your ability to concoct medicinal herbs, we will definitely be invincible."

Lathel shook his head and sighed: "I can’t do that; the people I love are still here. If I go, they will bear the wrath of those two monsters."

Even though the people he slept with were all just maids, he wasn’t a bastard who would just throw them away like trash after sleeping with them.

He also wanted to bring them to a peaceful place to live a life without worrying about anything.

Rakka heard that and nodded slightly; he really wasn’t mistaken. Lathel was indeed a good person; it was just... he was too good, so the wolves outside stared at him.

’Lathel, don’t worry.’ Rakka thought to herself, ’I have no friends in my life. If you are truly my friend, I will protect you.’

"Don’t worry." Rakka patted Lathel on the back, smiling and saying, "What I said was just a hypothesis; everything is fine."

Lathel nodded slightly: "Yes, maybe... everything will be fine."

"Not good! Barosik is going crazy."

Suddenly, several students ran past Rakka and Lathel, shouting loudly.

"He already seriously injured two people, and he is still rampaging."

"Hurry up and go take a look. I heard it’s a class run by the Elder of the Enchanter Tower."

"My God! Is Barosik crazy?"

Lathel heard that and looked towards Rakka; Rakka also nodded, and then both of them ran towards the training ground.

In this magic academy there is a training ground, used for the academies to practice.

However, when using the field, permission from the teacher or field manager is required. This helps to limit the risk of student injury during the competition.

Just... Why was Barosik able to seriously injure two people without any teachers intervening?

Lathel and Rakka arrived and saw two people lying on the field, their faces covered in blood, beaten to the point of disfigurement.

One of the two people even had a broken arm, lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Barosik was currently fighting three other young men. Two were in close combat with him, while the other stood far away, preparing to use magic.

Even though he had to face three people, Barosik seemed very relaxed, laughing as he said: "Useless bunch, is this all you can do?"

"You bastard!" An angry young man swung his sword and slashed at Barosik.

Keng!

The sword blade slashed on the ground where Barosik had just been standing. Barosik just gently retreated, his face filled with contempt: "You guys are just dogs of that bastard Lathel."

"Don’t think you guys are really geniuses; you guys are just dogs... trashy dogs."

"Shut up!" Another young man shouted, swinging the chain in his hand, wrapping it around Barosik’s arm.

Seeing Barosik’s hands tied, the young man holding the chains laughed loudly: "I caught you, you... AAA!!!" Experience more content on novelhall.Côm

Barosik didn’t say much, he waved his hand, and a white flame ignited across the chain, rushing towards that young man.

Then, a miserable scream rang out.