The supporting character's harem is very normal

Chapter 309 Dancing under the Guillotine

Lathel nodded and said: "You're very beautiful."

He also didn't want to skimp on his compliments; after all, Amleth was really beautiful and lovely.

She was truly like a flower that emitted a bright light that made everything around her dim.

Amleth was extremely happy when she heard that. She wanted to sit next to Lathel when she suddenly noticed the girl standing behind him.

"You are…"

Akna bowed her head and said: "I am the Young Master's personal maid; you can call me Akna."

Amleth gritted her teeth, trying to control the murderous intent inside her. She immediately recognised Akna as the girl who did 'it' with Lathel through the images inside the glass ball.

In Amleth's heart, countless angry cries rang out: 'Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!'

'That whore took away Lathel's first time; Lathel's first time should have been with me.'

'I want to tear that bitch into a million pieces.'

Lathel frowned; he didn't pay attention to Amleth but turned to look at Akna and said: "You are my woman, not my maid."

"Sorry, Young Master, I'm just a maid. I don't dare stand next to you." Akna bowed her head and spoke to Lathel.

When Amleth saw Lathel protecting Akna and saying that she was his woman, she became even angrier.

Her face was as red as an ember, not because she was embarrassed but because she was angry.

Amleth was so angry that her head looked like a volcano that was about to erupt.

"Lathel… She's just a servant, so a little fun is fine; don't let her think that her status has risen just by doing such dirty things."

"Sorry…" Lathel frowned and looked at Amleth: "Please pay attention to your language. This is my woman; I will not allow anyone to insult or look down on her."

Amleth: "??!!"

Akna felt so sweet that she felt the blood in her body turn into honey.

She didn't think Lathel would make their relationship public like this. He even said it proudly, without any words of contempt for her status.

"Young master, Lady Amleth is right." Akna bowed her head and said: "I'm just a servant. Being able to sleep with you is my honor. I don't dare ask for anything more."

Amleth clenched her teeth, realising that Akna had emphasised the phrase 'sleeping with you' to show off to her.

Suddenly, Amleth smelled something. Even though it was very light, she could smell a strange scent coming from Akna.

It was a very strong smell, a bit fishy but also a bit seductive, like a masculine scent, stimulating the feminine hormones inside Amleth.

'That's… that's the scent of 'milk', that's definitely Lathel's 'milky' scent.'

Amleth silently scolded: 'Damn it! That whore didn't purify her body; she definitely wants to keep Lathel's scent on her body to show off to me.'

'AAA!!! I also want to be covered by Lathel's 'milk'. Damn it!'

Amleth bit her lower lip lightly, her expression a bit seductive and sulky: "Lathel, you... you don't like me?"

Lathel glanced at Amleth, shrugged, and said: "Sorry, I came here because I have something to tell you."

Amleth seemed to have lost all her shame, as she immediately sat next to Lathel and held his arm tightly, tucking it between her two soft mountains.

"Lathel… Don't act so cold." Amleth hugged his arm tightly, her body trembling a little as she greedily inhaled the scent of his body.

'Aww!! It smells so good… Lathel's smell, I'm about to get wet… I want to lick him…'

Seeing Amleth's face, Lathel felt that something was wrong.

"Are you… okay?" Lathel frowned and asked.

"No! I'm not okay… I… I'm about to be crushed to death by your love."

"This…" Lathel looked at Amleth in confusion, not understanding what she was saying.

"Lathel… look at me… I'm very beautiful and also very rich. As long as you become my man, you don't need to do anything; all you need to do is just lie still and enjoy it."

Amleth said as she reached out and caressed his chest. Her hand seemed to have some kind of magic, making Lathel feel a little stimulated.

"You…" Lathel frowned, wanting to push Amleth's hand away, but his hand was firmly held by her.

"Lathel… please… I just need a little of your love." Amleth said while looking at him with pity.

Like an abandoned puppy begging for mercy from passersby.

Lathel sighed and shook her head: "Calm down; I have something to ask you."

"You destroyed the Bathetto family, right?"

Amleth was a bit surprised to hear that, but she still leaned her head on his shoulder, gently caressed his chest, and said: "That's right."

"Why?"

"Anyone who insults my man must die." Amleth spoke, her voice extremely cold and filled with murderous intent.

Lathel was about to say something, but when he saw her crazy face, which seemed okay with what she had done, he decided to stay silent.

"Lilith, do you like me that much?"

"It's not like…" Amleth immediately objected: "It's love. I love you, Lathel; I love you from the marrow of my bones; every cell and every drop of my blood is filled with your love."

Amleth suddenly hugged him tightly; her eyes became extremely crazy, as if she wanted to eat him, chew him, and taste every piece of flesh on his body.

Akna saw this and hurriedly tried to stop her, but as soon as she moved, Lathel reached out, signalling that she didn't need to do anything.

Akna stopped, her eyes filled with worry, but she still followed his orders. However, Akna's hands were still clenched, ready to act at any time if Amleth posed a danger to Lathel.

Lathel looked into Amleth's eyes. He already knew that she had a Yandere-type personality.

This was the most terrible and craziest personality type, but girls with this personality are also loyal to the people they love.

Lathel suddenly felt like he had met someone exactly like Amleth somewhere; however, he couldn't remember.

Just like that, that memory was covered with a thick layer of dust that he couldn't wipe away.

He just felt that... Amleth gave him an extremely horrible, scary, but also familiar feeling.

Lathel shook his head, feeling like he was wrong. When he lived on Earth, he had never met any women like Amleth.

Although Lathel was able to determine what Amleth's personality was, he also began to feel danger.

A Yandere is an extremely crazy personality type. In order to possess the person they love, they can do countless crazy and terrible things; they can even kill people.

Lathel frowned, thinking of a method that could solve this problem.

However, if he used this method, it would be like he was dancing underneath the guillotine. It looks very exciting and very artistic, but at any moment, his head will be cut off.

But... Lathel knew he had no other choice.

Behind him were two monsters named Alec and Harris, waiting to kill him.

Ahead of him is a bright future, but it is also full of terrible challenges.

If he succeeds, he can own a loyal girl.

If he fails, what is waiting for him is something more terrible than death.

However, failure is easy, while success is extremely difficult because Amleth is a female protagonist.

He cannot love, flirt, or do those things with the female lead; that is the rule of this world.

But Lathel still wants to try, because now he has no way back. Only if he kills Alec and Harris will he be safe.

And of course, the biggest help will come from the female leads, the future harem of those two bastards.

Lathel frowned and said: "Sorry, I can't return your feelings because... I really don't like you."

"You and I have only met a few times. I don't know what kind of person you are, and I don't even know if you really like me or not."

"That's why… I'm so sorry."

Hearing that, Amleth felt as if the sky had collapsed. In her heart, she remembered the happy memories from her previous life; at that time, Lathel only loved her, always smiling and saying that he loved her.'

Now it's different, as he was looking at Amleth with cold and distant eyes. He even acted annoyed with her to protect other women.

Amleth clenched her hands as a crazy thought appeared in her heart: 'Lathel! If I can't own you, then no one can own you.'

'If you die, no one will be able to own you.'

'That's right, if you die, those damn women around you will suffer. I want to see them suffer.'

'Don't worry… Lathel, I will die with you.'

"However…" Suddenly, Lathel's voice interrupted Amleth's thoughts: "I can't like you now, but in the future something might happen."

"We can be friends first, okay?"

Amleth opened her mouth wide; her eyes widened as she looked at Lathel, stammering: "Are you... are you telling the truth?" We… we… can be friends… right?"

"That's right." Lathel nodded and said firmly: "Let's start with being friends. If we're not compatible enough to become a couple, then we can continue to be friends."

"What's wrong? Don't you want that? So…"

"No! No! No!" Amleth said quickly, holding his arms tightly with both hands, making Lathel feel pain: "I agree; now, we are friends, extremely close friends, right?"

"That's right… but… you hug too tightly…" Lathel frowned, his face showing a bit of discomfort.

"Ah!" Amleth was startled, quickly released Lathel's arm, smiled, and said: "Sorry, really sorry, I... I was a little excited. Lathel… you…"

"Okay, I'm not angry either. It's just… you created some trouble for me."

"What do you mean…"

"There is someone alive in the Bathetto family; he is causing trouble for me."

Hearing this, Amleth happily said: "Lathel, don't be angry."

She said as she placed her hand on the center of his chest and gently rubbed it as if wanting to relieve his anger.

She even sat closer, rubbing her big mountains against his arms.

"Lathel, I only want to do this for your own good."