Combat Maid Harem Chapter 186
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"Are you okay?" Lawrend asked her.
"I'm fine," Amene replied to him with a smile.
"So… shall we get going?" Lawrend asked her after seeing that she just stared at his face.
"Y-Yes!"
Amene nodded her head before leading the way, and Lawrend followed behind her.
Along the way, Amene repeatedly looked behind at Lawrend. Of course, Lawrend noticed it. He became curious why she kept looking back.
"Do you want to say something?" Lawrend asked her.
"Nyaa! I don't!"
Amene's tail and ears straightened in shock. There was panic on her face when she turned around to face Lawrend.
"Huh…"
Lawrend looked at her weirdly. Do cats really hate taking a bath to the point that they become weird after taking one?
Amene turned around and continued leading the way with her eyes wide in nervousness. She doesn't know why she was like this. Was it because she realized that she did something very intimate with this man last night?
Honestly, she didn't know. But one thing is for sure. She's very eager to find out what happened last night.
Before long, they arrived back in front of her house.
"Wait for me. I will return these clothes, and I will come back out," Amene said to Lawrend before she entered her house.
Lawrend nodded his head and waited for her outside. He waited for a few minutes before she came out carrying a rucksack on her back.
"Is that all the things that you need?" Lawrend asked her.
"Yes."
Amene nodded her head and led the way back to the Tribal Chief's house. Lawrend silently followed behind her.
A dozen minutes later, they arrived in front of the Tribal Chief's house.
Knock Knock
"Tribal Chief, it's Amene," Amene called out through the door with a knock.
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"Come in," The Tribal Chief replied from inside.
Amene opened the door and entered inside together with Lawrend behind her.
"Tribal Chief," Amene called out to him.
The Tribal Chief was sitting on the same seat as yesterday.
"Have you given your gift to him?" The Tribal Chief asked her.
"Yes, Tribal Chief," Amene replied with a nod of her head.
The Tribal Chief turned his head to Lawrend and asked, "How was it, Lawrend?"
"It was good," Lawrend replied with a smile.
"It's good that you are satisfied with her gift."
The Tribal Chief nodded his head in satisfaction.
"Where is Nuon?" Lawrend asked after seeing that Lawrend was not here.
"He is still sleeping inside," The Tribal Chief replied to Lawrend.
"I see. Can I go call him?" Lawrend asked the Tribal Chief.
"Of course. He's at the guest room to the left after you enter the hallway," The Tribal Chief said to him.
"Okay."
Lawrend nodded his head and entered the hallway. He entered the first room at his left.
There he was. Nuon was sleeping on a bed. He slept on his side facing towards Lawrend.
"Nuon, we're going," Lawrend called out to him from the door.
"Hmmm..?"
Nuon opened his eyes slowly. He stared at Lawrend who was at the door in a daze
"If you don't wake up, we will leave you," Lawrend said to him calmly.
"You don't dare."
Nuon sat up and smiled at him as he rubbed his eyes.
"Who knows?"
Lawrend shrugged his shoulders.
"Fine. Let's go," Nuon replied to Lawrend.
He stood up from the bed and walked towards him.
"Good."
Lawrend turned around and headed back to the living room.
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"Oh right. Here."
A bag of meat jerky appeared in Lawrend's hand, and he passed it to Nuon.
"Thanks," Nuon replied in gratitude and took it from Lawrend's hand.
Once they reached the living room, Lawrend and Nuon sat on their seats.
"Good luck on your journey, the three of you," The Tribal Chief said to them as he looked at them one by one.
"Thank you, Tribal Chief."
Lawrend bowed to him in gratitude. He was thankful that he didn't proceed with the punishment. He was even very hospitable to them.
"No problem. I trust that you will unite the two Lana sisters once again," The Tribal Chief replied to him with a smile.
"I will," Lawrend replied and nodded his head solemnly.
"Tribal Chief, I might not be able to return," Amene said to him with a serious look on her face.
"Oh, what do you mean?" The Tribal Chief asked Amene with a squint of his eyelids.
"Huh?"
Even Lawrend was surprised by her words. He thought that she would return here once she meets Feli.
"I will stay there if Feli wants to stay there. I heard from Lawrend that she has a friend there. Therefore, I'm telling it to you just in case," Amene explained to the Tribal Chief.
The Tribal Chief smiled hearing Amene's words.
"You really love Feli. Here, take these," The Tribal Chief said to her and passed to her something.
Amene took it and opened her hand.
It was a small silver metal fish.
"Isn't this!?" Amene exclaimed in shock.
Her tail swung back and forth in obvious excitement.
"Yes. It's from your parents," The Tribal Chief said to her with a smile.
"Thank you, Tribal Chief!"
Amene embraced the Tribal Chief happily.
"What happened to your parents, Amene?" Lawrend couldn't help but ask her.
"Lawrend…"
Amene released the Tribal Chief from her embrace and turned around. She looked at him while she bit her lips bitterly.
"Ah, I'm sorry," Lawrend immediately apologized after he realized why the Tribal Chief had something from her parents.
"Do you want me to tell him?" The Tribal Chief asked Amene.
"No. I don't feel comfortable."
Amene shook her head. There was sadness etched onto her face.
"Okay. It's your choice," The Tribal Chief replied.
"Should we get going?" Lawrend asked her.
"Yes."
Amene nodded her head bleakly. She picked up the wooden cup on the table that contained the sap of the Sacred Spirit Tree. She also carried her bow that she left here last night.
"We're leaving, Tribal Chief," Lawrend bid his farewell.
"Take care on your journey," The Tribal Chief bid them farewell.
Lawrend, Amene, and Nuon left the house.
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