The supporting character's harem is very normal-Chapter 431 Two walls

As soon as everyone entered the next challenge room, the door closed.

Suddenly, on a stone pillar, a magic circle appeared, emitting a dazzling light.

If Lathel were here, he would definitely recognise that as the stone pillar he chose to enter the trial space.

A stream of white smoke shaped like an Eastern dragon flew out of that magic circle.

The dragon was more than a hundred metres long. Although it is condensed from smoke, its eyes were formed from two lightning balls carrying extremely destructive power.

The smoke dragon suddenly disintegrated, then condensed into the image of a young man. However, because this young man was also condensed from smoke, his face could not be seen clearly.

He waved his hand, and an hourglass appeared in mid-air. Suddenly, a black vortex appeared in the space in front of that young man.

From inside that vortex, a puppet nearly two metres tall stepped out; yes, that was the Demon Lord's puppet.

"Did you come to take his soul?" The Demon Lord asked apathetically.

The mysterious young man nodded slightly and said: "Not only his soul; I came to take back this hourglass."

"Hm… It seems that hourglass is very important to you." The Demon Lord teasingly said: "I find it very confusing. What made you turn an ordinary hourglass into a legendary item?"

"That must have cost you a mountain of resources. With that amount of resources, you could train five masters of levels exceeding 100."

"Why?"

The young man shook his head: "You don't understand; this hourglass... is the beginning of everything. He gave this hourglass to me; I not only want to keep it; on the contrary, I also want to turn it into a legendary item."

"However, legendary-grade items are not enough. I want to turn it into a God-class item."

"You are crazy." The Demon Lord said with a sigh, feeling that the young man's wishes were like the actions of a madman.

The young man smiled and said: "Yes, to you, I am no different from a crazy person. This hourglass is just an ordinary hourglass."

"But for me, it is the beginning of my path to becoming a God."

"So…" The Demon Lord then realised something and said: "Does its use also mean something to you?"

"That's right." The young man nodded: "A second chance to start over. Like when he gave me this hourglass, it gave me the opportunity to fly into the sky."

"However… those who do not appreciate the second chance nor grasp it must become nutrients for this hourglass."

As soon as the young man finished speaking, he picked up the sand jar. It emitted a dazzling golden aura, and immediately afterward, a stream of burning white smoke rose from the ground.

That soul only had an upper body, but it was enough for everyone to recognise that it was Alec.

Alec slowly opened his eyes; he immediately looked around in surprise, then looked at his hands and body.

"I… I'm still alive… in spirit form. Hahahaha… It's okay; I'm the main character of this world… I can still find a way to revive."

"Wait! You are the Demon Lord, but who are you?"

The young man sighed and said: "Isn't there a little bit of regret?"

"Regret? Who are you?" Alec shouted.

"He gave you a second chance, but in the end… your decisions still lead to mistakes." The young man sighed and said.

"Regret? Second chance?" Alec frowned. He saw the hourglass floating in space and immediately realised something: "You... are you the owner of that hourglass?"

"That's right." The young man nodded and said: "Okay, you are not worthy of the protection of the world's will."

"What did you say?!" Alec shouted angrily, his face extremely fierce: "That... can't be! I am the main character of this world; I will not die… AAAA!"

No matter how much Alec screamed, his soul was sucked inside by the hourglass.

A moment later, the hourglass emitted an even more dazzling aura, and then that aura slowly weakened and disappeared.

However, in the hourglass, there was now a little more yellow sand. Not much, just about a small handful of sand.

The young man did not take the hourglass back but threw it towards the Demon Lord.

"What do you mean?" The Demon Lord asked in confusion.

The young man smiled and explained: "Instead of being next to me, it will have a greater effect by being next to you."

"What about you?"

"I have found the descendant of God, but... I will continue to observe him for a while longer."

"Do you really want to continue looking for that person?" The Demon Lord continued to ask: "I'm afraid that person is just an ordinary human magician."

The young man shook his head: "No, you didn't see what happened at that time. God… he easily destroyed the Darkness King with just a ray of light."

"He also helped the four girls, Summer, Spring, Autumn, and Winter, become gods."

"The miracle he created... I can guarantee that he is a god. He also knew that he might not be able to continue to exist, so he created his own descendants."

"His descendants still resemble him; however, I need to confirm a few more things. I want to confirm... whether that person is the person I am looking for or not."

"Don't you want to return to this world?" The Demon Lord asked.

That young man sighed, was silent for a moment, then replied: "I will come back, it's just... it's not suitable right now."

"Okay, I need to go. Later… we will meet again. Don't be too harsh with God's descendants."

Having finished speaking, the young man immediately disappeared. The Demon Lord's puppet floated in space for a long time, then entered the space vortex and disappeared.

…

Although Lathel was being hugged by two girls, he did not feel happy. In any case, the two 'walls' pressed against his hands without any soft feeling; besides, he had to bend a bit because Arine and Dorothy were quite short.

That's why, even just walking, he felt a bit tired. However, Ikarys didn't see it this way. He felt so jealous that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

This room is a bit dark; the only source of light is the stones attached to the cave wall that are emitting a faint light.

Suddenly, Dorothy felt something and held Lathel's hand, pulling him back: "Brother, be careful."

"Hm?! What's up?"

"There's something terrible up ahead…" Dorothy frowned.

Doran and Ikarys also stopped walking; it seemed they also felt something extremely terrible, like there was a bloodthirsty monster looking at them.

Arine also frowned at this time. She held Lathel's hand tightly and said in a low voice: "Lathel, if anything dangerous appears in the future, please stand behind me."

Of course, Ikarys heard Arine's words; he was angry and wanted to say something.

However, before he could speak, the ground suddenly shook violently.

Ikarys smiled, thinking to himself: 'Hahahaha… it's time for me to show my power.'

'Huh! How could that trash protect those two weak girls? I'm the one... what?!'

Ikarys was imagining the scene of Arine and Dorothy being scared, while he immediately rushed to protect them, letting them feel a little warmth in his chest.

But the image that appeared before him made him almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Arine and Dorothy used each other to hold Lathel's arms tightly while creating a protective dome around him to protect him.

"You…" Ikarys gritted his teeth, so angry that his face turned red.

BAM!

A stone fell on his head; although it did not injure a person of his high rank, it also made him a little dizzy.

Ikarys raised his hand and touched the spot where the rock had just hit him. His trembling hand gripped his hair as if he wanted to rip it off.

However, he took a deep breath and tried to calm down: 'It's okay... Maybe they were defending themselves but accidentally protected that trash.'

"Lathel, don't worry; I will protect you." Arine suddenly spoke up as she hugged his arm tightly to her chest.

"Brother, I will try to protect you; don't be afraid." Dorothy also spoke up. She was so short that she could only hold Lathel's hand close to her chest.

"Pfff!" Ikarys couldn't bear it anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood.

'Damn it! It should have been me, not him.'

If Lathel heard Ikarys' thoughts, he would immediately change places with Ikarys.

At this moment, Lathel also wanted to cry: 'Ah! Why are you pressing my hands against your chest?

He suddenly remembered Autumn, Winter and Iritellis. Especially Iritellis, whose two mountains were so soft that he just wanted to turn them into pillows for him to sleep on every night.

However, Lathel did not realise that his thoughts were gradually becoming more perverted.

The space vibrated for a long time, then stopped, and the dust slowly dispersed. Doran and Ikarys were also safe at this time; however, Doran saw Ikarys spit out a mouthful of blood and smiled contemptuously.

"Ah! Is the Lumiere Church's Holy Son that weak that he was injured after getting hit by a rock? Hahahaha…"

Ikarys: "Pfff!"