Chapter 137 This time, I will protect you

Chapter 137 This time, I will protect you

Thank you SaltyLR for your gift - Luxury car

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Lathel saw their expressions and shivered. He didn't think that their 'will to fight' was this persistent.

Even though he rejected him, even though he showed that he was a 'f*ck boy', these women still wouldn't let him go.

However, he felt a little bit better seeing them leave.

Akna was now staring at him, making him a little worried, so he asked: "Akna, you... what do you want to do?"

She just bowed her head and said, "Young master, if you feel uncomfortable, please use me."

"I..."

"I know what you're going to say." Akna interrupted Lathel's words: "Don't worry, if... if I use my mouth, it won't count as you losing your 'first time', right?"

She said it while being embarrassed. In fact, her face didn't show too much emotion; it was extremely serious, but her red cheeks helped Lathel know her true feelings.

Even her ears were as red as two embers.

Lathel sighed, feeling a bit tired. He shook his head and replied: "Okay, I know."

"Young master, don't worry." Akna suddenly continued, her voice stuttering a bit: "I... I... although I... I have never done this before. But I have been trained a lot, and I guarantee I can make you feel extremely comfortable."

Lathel: "..."

"Enough... You... you go out first." Lathel tried to restrain himself; otherwise, he was afraid that he might...

Hearing that, Akna also bowed her head, then went out and closed the car door.

Lathel sat in the carriage compartment, feeling extremely sore. There were too many things happening today, and all this made him want to find somewhere quiet.

"Young master..."

"AA!!" Lathel was startled because the carriage door opened suddenly. He quickly said: "What's going on?"

"Ah! Young master... you..." Akna saw Lathel and felt a little embarrassed for some reason: "Where do you want to go next, young master?"

While Lathel was thinking, suddenly, Akna frowned and glanced back.

Her actions made him feel confused, and then Akna said to him with a serious expression: "Young master, there is a problem. Let's go back to the castle."

"Heh?! What's up?" Lathel frowned and asked.

Akna gritted her teeth; she sighed, then said: "Young master, you should return to the castle first."

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The carriage returned to the castle. As soon as Lathel entered the castle, four maids knelt on the ground, bowing their heads.

"Young master, please punish us."

They all spoke in unison. Lathel didn't understand what was going on anymore.

He turned his head and looked towards Akna: "Akna, what happened?"

Akna sighed and said: "Young master, please calm down before hearing this."

Lathel felt a little worried. He didn't understand what had happened or how serious it was that it caused Akna's expression to become so serious.

Right now, even without Ryne's orders, they would easily accept to sacrifice themselves to him.

Back to the present, Lathel rubbed his chin; he seemed to realise something, so he hurried to the bathroom. Of course, the maids still followed behind him.

The bathroom door opened, and the maids also felt extremely strange. The bathroom was not too big, and you could see the entire room by standing at the door.

Basically... this place doesn't have any hidden corners.

Lathel didn't stop; he went to the basket of dirty clothes next to the sink.

The basket was quite high, about more than a meter tall, and filled with Lathel and Charlotte's dirty outfits.

It was said that the basket was for dirty clothes, but in reality, the outfits that he and Charlotte had worn each day were immediately placed inside the basket. They haven't even had time to get dirty or smell bad.

Lathel took out the cloak covering the basket. Inside was a little girl with red and black hair. She was curled up and hugging her legs as she slept soundly.

He smiled; his smile was a bit helpless but extremely endearing: "Found you, Charlotte."

The maids who saw this scene were also startled. They did not expect that Charlotte would jump into the dirty laundry basket like that.

But the most special thing is: why does Lathel know Charlotte is there?

Lathel didn't explain. He gently lifted Charlotte out of the dirty laundry basket and hugged her.

She seemed to feel something; her eyes narrowed, then slowly opened.

Seeing Lathel, Charlotte smiled innocently and innocently: "La...thel... hungry..."

"Um... I know, let's have breakfast together." Lathel spoke softly; his voice seemed to give all his love and tenderness to Charlotte.

His voice was so sweet that it made the maids' hearts beat harder and their faces turn red. Some of them even imagined that the person Lathel was carrying was not Charlotte, but them.

Lathel did not rush to carry Charlotte to breakfast, he first helped her wash her face and change her clothes.

Of course, when changing clothes, he needed help from the maids, and he couldn't look at her body.

Arriving at the cafeteria, Lathel also gently helped her eat breakfast. Charlotte was now able to hold a fork and spoon and easily eat her own breakfast.

She ate and laughed until she closed both eyes, like a little girl, extremely pure and innocent.

Lathel looked at Charlotte so much that he was absorbed in her loveliness.

He secretly thought that if he couldn't have his own harem, then just living with Charlotte wouldn't be so bad.

On the contrary... Charlotte is really adorable, like a little cat that needs his care.

Suddenly, he realized something and frowned and asked: "Charlotte, you... seem to have developed a little more, right?"

Charlotte turned her head to look at Lathel, then nodded slightly: "Uhm... Lathel... likes mature women."

"Charlotte... also wants... to become a mature woman..."

Lathel clenched his chest, while muttering "so adorable, so adorable. What kind of adorable creature is this?"

Charlotte was looking at him with sparkles in her eyes like a cat and this made him want to hug Charlotte tightly.

"Ack! Charlotte, you... you are already so cute, there is no need to become a grown woman." Lathel patted Charlotte's head and said.

Charlotte enjoyed Lathel's hand that was stroking her head.

However, she still said: "But... I... I want to... become more mature..."

"Lathel... I... want to protect you..."

Hearing that, Lathel felt extremely touched. He caressed Charlotte's small face and smiled gently: "No, Charlotte. You protected me before. This time, I will protect you, so you can have a happy life without having to worry about anything."