The Supporting Character's Harem Is Very Normal

Hearing that, Lilith sighed and said: "Akna, in reality, the will of the world is not as easy to take over as you think."

"The will of the world has a mind of its own and is not an item like you imagine. It… is more like an intelligent living creature."

"It doesn’t randomly choose a male lead to protect it; instead, there are several reasons involved. If Lathel could steal the world’s will’s power, he would have become a male lead the moment Alec died."

"That’s why perhaps the will of the world has determined that Lathel will never become a male lead."

Akna frowned and said: "That’s fine then. We will kill all the male protagonists who appear until there is no longer anyone capable of becoming a male protagonist; at that time, the will of the world will be forced to choose the Young Master."

Hearing Akna’s crazy words, Lilith was not angry or scared; instead, she smiled happily: "Hahahaha... If you are that crazy, then I will also be crazy with you."

"Even though this is impossible,... Lathel did something that has never happened before, which is killing a male lead so we can’t lose to him, hehehe..."

…

Lathel at this time of course did not know Lilith and Akna’s plot. He went to the forest next to the academy, to the place where he once prepared lunch for Rakka, sat in the shade of a large tree, closed his eyes, and rested.

He also didn’t want to go to class too early. Anyway, based on everyone’s condition yesterday, he thought it would be difficult for them to arrive at school on time today.

Time passed, and as Lathel was enjoying the cool breeze, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Are you waiting for me?"

Lathel did not open his eyes because he knew who was coming. He just smiled and said: "No, I’m just looking for a quiet place to rest."

"You look so peaceful." The young man replied with a bit of disdain in his voice.

Lathel was not angry because he knew that this was what this person’s personality was like. That’s right, it was Rakka.

At this time, Rakka walked up to Lathel with an annoyed look, sat next to him, and said: "Thank you for yesterday..."

"Hm?! What are you thanking me for?" Lathel smiled and asked: "About the gold coin I gave you, or about something else?"

"It’s about the resources you gave me." Rakka replied softly.

Lathel opened his eyes and looked towards Rakka. Although his body had not changed at all, Lathel could see that... the strength and energy in his body were much different from before.

"It seems… you absorbed the elemental stones, right?" Lathel asked.

"That’s right." Rakka sighed and said.

"Hm?! You don’t look happy. Did something go wrong?" Lathel asked confusedly.

"Uhm! I... do not have enough energy or ability to prepare medicinal herbs. I want to ask you to help me." Rakka said, his voice extremely heavy: "Don’t worry, I will pay you."

"Hahahaha… I won’t do it."

"Why?" Hearing Lathel’s answer, Rakka frowned and asked: "You said we are friends, so why are you refusing my offer?" Or do you feel I don’t have enough ability to pay you?"

Lathel sighed and shook his head: "You said we were friends, so why do you want to pay me?"

"This…" Rakka frowned.

Lathel stood up, smiled, and said: "As friends, we must help each other. Don’t talk about payment; that’s contempt for our relationship."

Hearing that, Rakka looked at Lathel differently with a little respect and admiration: "Hahahaha… you’re right."

"However, do you really not want me to pay you? You must know that… this is what you will receive."

After Rakka finished speaking, he took out a block of wood: "Do you know what this is? This is ’Thousand years flame wood’, its uses..."

"Of course I know what it is, you don’t need to introduce it." Lathel shrugged and said: "I said... we are friends, you don’t have to pay me."

"Besides, you don’t need to stimulate my greed, because... for me, such things are useless."

Rakka was startled when he heard Lathel say that the ’Thousand years flame wood’ is useless. He frowned and asked: "Do you really know the use of this thing?" Do you know that there are many terrifying existences willing to fight to the death to obtain this?"

Lathel glanced at Rakka, frowned, and said: "You talk too much. If you want to find someone who will help you and still receive payment, please leave."

"I… would never do such a thing with my friends."

Rakka opened his mouth and looked at Lathel with disbelief in his eyes. He didn’t think that there was anyone in this world who wouldn’t even look at such a huge benefit.

’Could it be... he really considers me a friend?’ Rakka suddenly remembered the people he considered friends in his previous life; however, in the end... those bastards still cooperated together to kill him for a little benefit.

Although Lathel’s words made him very surprised and touched, however... he was not a child. He died once because of betrayal; this time, he will be much more careful.

However, he still expressed his utmost trust in Lathel: "Thank you, Lathel. You are truly my friend."

Lathel saw that Rakka’s friendliness had not changed, but he did not feel disappointed in his heart.

He knew that Rakka had been betrayed before and died due to that. If he easily trusted others again, he would be a fool.

Lathel was not in a hurry to befriend him; he slowly wanted Rakka to trust him, thus becoming more steadfast.

He smiled and said: "Okay, what medicinal ingredients do you need me to prepare?"

Rakka then took out a pile of herbs he had bought, along with four scrolls, and gave them to Lathel.

"I need to prepare two one-star pills, one two-star pill, and one three-star pill. The entire recipe and information about those pills are here."

"I know you can’t make three-star medicine; however, I think you can try. Anyway, the magical energy in your body is huge; you can try it once."

"What if it fails and the medicinal materials are lost?" Lathel asked indifferently.

"If you fail, then consider me unlucky. After all, these medicinal herbs were bought with your gold coins." Rakka said, smiling, as if he didn’t care.

"Okay…" Lathel sighed, then took out Cauldron. Anyway, to make preparing medicinal herbs easier, he needed to use Cauldron.

Lathel began preparing the one-star medicine based on the formula Rakka gave him.

As usual, he put all the herbs inside the Cauldron, and used the Anaconda flame to heat it.

Rakka frowned because he noticed something unusual; however, he didn’t speak up. He clearly knew that the process of preparing medicinal herbs required an extremely high level of concentration.

Just one small mistake could lead to the medicine being completely burned and failing.

"What do you want to ask?" Suddenly, Lathel asked.

Rakka was startled: "Hm?! Are you… not focusing on preparing medicinal herbs?"

Lathel shrugged: "No, I feel like this is no different from cooking. I just need to look closely to avoid any mistakes."

"Are you… human?" Rakka said in fear.

"Oy! I’m helping you, and you scold me for not being human?" Lathel frowned and pouted.

"No! What I mean is… do you prepare medicinal herbs like this too?" Rakka asked in confusion.

"That’s right. Whether it’s cooking or preparing medicinal herbs, it’s like this." Lathel shrugged and said: "Ah! To be more precise… preparing medicinal herbs requires a little more concentration."

Rakka: "…"

’You said you needed to concentrate more, but up until now you’ve been talking to me, hardly paying attention to the medicinal herbs in that strange cauldron.’

Rakka silently said in his heart; however, he still felt surprised. He didn’t say anything more, deciding to see if Lathel could successfully prepare it or not.

Lathel saw that Rakka didn’t say anything, so he also remained silent.

Very quickly, less than 10 minutes later, the medicinal herbs inside the cauldron began to condense. Lathel used his magical energy to compress medicinal herbs into blue pills.

"Done!"

After Lathel spoke, the scent of medicinal herbs flying out of the cauldron startled Rakka.

He immediately ran to the cauldron and looked inside. In the cauldron are four blue pills; each pill has three white lines.

"Perfect medicinal pills?!" Rakka said in fear, then he looked at Lathel with eyes full of disbelief and fear: "You... you’re really not human."

Lathel: "…"

"Oy! Are you praising or scolding me?" Lathel frowned and asked. He also didn’t understand why Rakka acted so surprised that he scolded him twice.

"What I say is the truth." Rakka frowned and said: "You’re really not human."

"If you don’t explain clearly, I can punch you." Lathel replied with a pout.

Rakka did not rush to speak; he took the four pills in his hand, inhaled the scent, and looked at their structure. He then sighed and said: "It is truly a perfect medicine. It seems… you are even more incredible than that person."

Lathel: "…"

"Can you speak clearly? Don’t tease me after arousing my curiosity."

Rakka heard Lathel speak and looked at him, then nodded and said: "Lathel, I just want to ask... when preparing those medicinal herbs, do you think the difficulty is high?"

Lathel tilted her head to think for a moment and then replied: "There doesn’t seem to be any difficulty."

"Did you rely entirely on the flame from before and the magical energy inside your body to prepare medicinal herbs?" Rakka continued asking.

"That’s right." Lathel didn’t hide it either, nodding in response.

"Just as I thought…" Rakka sighed and said: "Your talent for preparing medicinal herbs is even higher than I thought."

"Lathel… I think... this world cannot accommodate you."

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