The supporting character's harem is very normal

Chapter 465  Friendly Points

Lathel silently wondered; however, Rakka didn't seem to care about his thoughts and continued to explain.

"That's why you don't need to worry. Even if you use the ingredients to make the cheapest medicine, you can still create the rarest medicine in the world."

Lathel nodded: "It seems... you're not as crazy as everyone says." Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Huh!" Rakka took a bite of meat, then said contemptuously: "What the hell do those idiots know? Those idiots only know how to look down on others."

"You are different from those idiots, I admit… You are my friend."

Lathel: "…"

"Okay…" He sighed and said: "Thank you for your suggestion; I will consider it. That aside, do you have any plans?"

"Hm…" Rakka frowned and asked Lathel: "Do you want to do a mission with me?"

"Huh!? Why? Are you not afraid that I will steal your mission?" Lathel said jokingly.

"Of course I'm not afraid; it's just… those idiots won't allow me to accept any missions." Rakka shouted angrily.

Lathel nodded slightly and said: "After all, you are just a normal person. To others, you are a crazy person. How can anyone give you difficult tasks?"

Rakka nodded: "Yes, that's why I need you to help me. Since Manager Mody is showing you around the academy, I'm sure you're a high-ranking noble."

"I need you to help me accept a quest with difficulty around rank B."

Lathel nodded slightly, smiled, and said: "So... what can I get in return?"

"What do you mean?" Rakka frowned and said.

Lathel shrugged: "You should remember, there is no free meal in this world. If I help you, you also have to help me or give me something that's fair."

"Friendship is not a relationship where one person must completely help the other. This is a two-way relationship; I help you, you help me, so we both benefit."

Rakka heard that and felt it was very reasonable. He nodded and said: "Good, then... if you help me complete a Rank B mission, I can help you... hm..."

He frowned and looked at Lathel as if wanting to find some weakness in him.

"Okay, what do you want me to help you with?" Rakka sighed and asked.

Lathel smiled, feeling happy, when Rakka asked that question. It seems... The fish has taken the bait.

"It's very simple. Before I tell you my request, I want to know one thing... Can you prepare medicinal herbs?"

"Of course!" Rakka said contemptuously: "But something so simple, I can do it with just a wave of my hand."

"Ah! What did I tell you? Do you still remember?"

"Hm?! What do you mean…"

"Easy to say... difficult to do." "Try it," said Lathel, pointing towards the cauldron.

Rakka frowned and said: "I can't do that now."

"Why?"

"The energy in my body is too little, not enough to keep the fire alive in a stable way." Rakka sighed and said: "You should know that to become a pharmacist enchanter, the most important thing is the ability to control fire."

"If you cannot control the fire and its temperature, you will never be able to become a pharmacist enchanter."

Hearing that, Lathel nodded slightly and took out a space bag. It was just a low-level space bag, which he threw towards Rakka.

Rakka held that bag in his hand and looked at Lathel in confusion before using his magical energy to check inside the space bag.

"You…"

Lathel immediately interrupted Rakka's words: "We are friends; consider the gold coins a gift. For now, please become a little stronger first."

"Looking at you now, I'm afraid a strong wind could blow you hundreds of metres away."

After speaking, Lathel stood up, stretched, packed everything, and said: "Three days later, if you come back to this place, I can help you. If you don't come here, it will be as if you and I have never met."

Lathel left without any hesitation. Rakka looked at Lathel's back and smiled contemptuously: "Huh! You… okay, you are my first friend in this world, Lathel."

Rakka finished speaking and opened the space bag. At this time, he could carefully check what was inside.

The quality of this bag is not too high, but it was enough to hold more than 20 million gold coins and a lot of low-level fire elemental stones inside.

"Tsk! With this amount of elemental stones and gold coins, I can collect enough materials to increase my physical strength and magical energy."

"Hahahaha… Lathel… You are very interesting. If you don't betray me in the future, I will also help you stand at the top of this world."

…

As Lathel left, he was looking at the electronic screen of the display system in front of him.

[Ding! Rakka is very interested in what you do, and he truly considers you a friend. Friendliness score: 50.]

Lathel saw the system's notice board and smiled with satisfaction.

The new function can help him not only see the male protagonist's basic information but can also help him see how friendly that person is towards him.

0 - 20 points means that they feel unpleasant and disgusted.

21 - 40 points is normal.

41 - 60 points is quite close and trusting.

61 - 80 points are close friends, completely trusting each other.

81 - 100 points is completely loyal, never betraying even in the face of death.

However, scores of 40 and below have a chance of the male protagonist turning into a 'hate' state, at which point the male protagonist will most likely kill him.

Therefore, this function can help Lathel know the male protagonist's condition so that he can easily respond.

'50 points, this means that I am temporarily safe but not completely safe.'

Lathel thought to herself.

'Maybe… I should prepare a little. If not, that score may decrease. If it's below 40 points, I'll be in danger.'

Lathel walked and thought, not paying attention to what was on the road. Suddenly, he saw a crowd gathering together.

"Hit that bitch!"

"This ugly bitch... Who do you think you are?"

"Let me carve the slave mark on your face, hahahaha… I promise you will become extremely beautiful."

"Why talk so much to this bitch? Break her arm; let's see if she dares to dirty my dress again next time."

Hearing that, Lathel frowned: 'It seems... It's bullying. It seems that in this world or on Earth, even if it is a magic academy, there is bullying.'

He shook his head and sighed, silently wishing the unlucky girl luck, then turned and left.

It's just… After he just took three steps, he stopped and raised his head to look up at the sky.

"Ah! I hate this feeling…" Lathel muttered: "I really don't want trouble, but... the feeling of leaving like this makes me uncomfortable."

He gritted his teeth, turned around, walked towards the crowd, frowned, and shouted: "Enough!"

"Hmm?!" When the crowd heard Lathel's sound, they were startled and turned to look at him: "Who are you?"

"Wait!" A woman wearing a magician's robe quickly stopped the girl, who shouted: "Don't mess with him." He… is a Duke."

Everyone now paid attention to the badge on Lathel's chest, the badge that proved his identity and status.

Duke, a position that countless people dream of. In the aristocratic world, the Duke was like a king, so the crowd began to panic.

Lathel also realised that the group of women were afraid of his Duke title, so he smiled fiercely and used a cold voice to say: "Go away!"

"You…" The woman was angry at first when she shouted, but the others were not as brave as her, so they quickly stopped her, then dragged her away.

After all, they are just ordinary nobles; some are even descendants of nobles from distant kingdoms who are just here to study.

For them, ordinary nobles were enough to make them afraid. Lathel is a Duke, so seeing Lathel is like seeing a monster, so they quickly fled.

The group of women did not apologise or say anything as they left, but their dispersal revealed a girl kneeling on the ground, her white hair tangled like a pile of tumbleweeds.

The cloak on her body was torn in many places, revealing blue skin as soft as the ocean.

That's right, this girl's skin was blue. Lathel could even see two sharp horns about 15 cm high on her head, hidden by countless white hairs.

'It seems she is not human.' A thought appeared in Lathel's mind.

However, he didn't say anything but just said softly: "Are you okay?"

*Cough!*

The girl suddenly coughed hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood on the ground. Lathel was startled when he saw this, and he quickly took out a healing pill from the 'space gem'.

He sat on the ground and said worriedly: "Quickly swallow this pill. It's a healing medicine. Swallowing it will make you feel more comfortable."

Hearing that, the girl raised her head to look at Lathel.

At this moment, Lathel was startled by those golden eyes that seemed to be shining. It was like two fires were burning his mind, making him ignore her face, which was smeared with wounds and mud.

"Are you…really helping me?" The girl spoke softly, and Lathel could hear her trembling from within that voice, but he did not know if it was because she was scared or because her body was still in pain.

"Of course!" Lathel sighed and said: "If you don't trust me, I'll put it here; you can use it whenever you want."

Lathel placed a small ceramic jar the size of two fingers on the ground in front of the strange girl, then left.

The girl looked at Lathel's back, her facial expression unchanged, her golden eyes still staring at him.