Monster Girl Contract Manual

Chapter 22 This is the real female lead in the corner of Muli!

House's gaze swept over the three remaining gray wolves in front of him.

They all crouched low, their tails tucked tightly between their legs, their fur taut and trembling slightly, yet none of them turned to flee.

Aren't they going to run away?

It seems that the wolf king gave them a lot of confidence.

House seemed to be deep in thought, then continued swinging his sword.

He can unleash three more [Slash] attacks, just enough to take down the three gray wolves in front of him.

However, House did not intend to waste all his magic on these three gray wolves.

He planned to find the right angle of attack, just like before, and try to kill two or even three gray wolves at the same time with one sword strike.

The remaining magic was used to support Pierce.

Unfortunately, the three-headed gray wolf wasn't exactly unintelligent.

Knowing they couldn't defeat House head-on, they split into three groups.

Two groups of people were to deal with House, while the last group attempted to bypass House and launch an attack on Leila and Sylvia.

The wolves' actions thwarted House's plans.

Left with no other choice, he could only engage in a one-on-one fight and unleashed [Slash].

Two more slashes followed, the level 3 slashes bursting forth one after another, the sword light crisscrossing, the moves swift and ruthless, instantly killing both gray wolves in front of him.

【Favorability +20】

With the last remaining wolf, House turned to strike back, but an arrow shot through the air and struck the wolf precisely in the body.

Behind her, Sylvia slowly released the bowstring.

Their eyes met briefly, and House nodded slightly. He then stepped forward with his sword and delivered a plain, unremarkable slash to the gray wolf, who was struggling and convulsing in pain on the ground.

No skills were used; it was just a basic slash.

The sword fell, striking the wolf's head squarely, the longsword becoming lodged between the bones.

Without the boost from skills, the power of ordinary attacks is quite limited.

The gray wolf, writhing in pain after being struck by House's ordinary slash, kicked and struggled wildly.

Behind House, Sylvia stared at him blankly, while Leila beside her looked worriedly at the distant battlefield.

.....

【Favorability +5】

After expending some effort to kill the last gray wolf, House, whose guess had been confirmed, understood that killing the gray wolf would increase the chick's affection level.

So this is what "interaction" is?

Showcasing one's formidable combat prowess and displaying courageous spirit can attract the attention of the opposite sex and win their favor.

That's more like it!

There are options, daily tasks, and random events to increase affection...

This is the corner that House envisions for the wooden female lead!

Instead of Lilim, whose affection level can be maxed out simply by feeding her.

After eliminating all the enemies, House turned his gaze to the distant battlefield.

Under the cover of night, Pierce was locked in a fierce battle.

Pierce thrust his sword straight at the wolf's head, but the wolf king, though large, was exceptionally agile and easily dodged with a nimble sidestep.

The next instant, it suddenly lowered its body and its sharp claws slashed fiercely at Pierce.

Although Pierce was a novice adventurer, he was not a novice swordsman.

In terms of orthodox swordsmanship skills and accumulated techniques, he is actually more solid and refined than House.

Faced with the wolf king's attack, Pierce reacted extremely quickly. He immediately sheathed his sword to block and protect his vitals, and adjusted his posture, using his armor, worth 5 gold, to withstand the wolf king's swift claw attack.

A piercing metallic clang suddenly erupted, sparks flew everywhere, and Pierce was jolted violently, staggering back several steps before barely managing to regain his footing.

It's hard to imagine that the wolf king's claw strike was so powerful that it could create sparks on metal.

Pierce took a deep breath after being knocked back.

The wolf king before him was more troublesome than he had imagined.

If it weren't for his armor being tough enough to withstand the heavy blow and block most of the damage, he might already be seriously injured.

The wolf king is not only powerful and fierce in attack, but also has incredibly strong and resilient hide and flesh.

Even though Pierce used his combat skills to charge forward repeatedly, he still couldn't inflict any real damage on it.

After several rounds of fighting, the Wolf King remained in good condition, while Pierce, on the other hand, had exhausted most of his magic and his stamina was also declining.

The situation gradually turned against them.

I wonder how things are going with House.

Pierce had some concerns.

If the wolf king is already this strong, can House handle the slightly weaker gray wolves?

Moreover, that means dealing with six at the same time.

He took a slight breath and saw that the wolf king in front of him was just standing there, its scarlet pupils staring intently at him, looking like it was in no hurry to attack.

Pierce was initially puzzled, then his pupils contracted slightly.

I held my breath, focused intently, and listened carefully to the sounds coming from the camp behind me.

The only sounds were the faint chirping of insects; all was deathly silent.

The sounds of fighting that should have been coming from the camp have completely disappeared; there are no human voices or wolf howls.

The sudden, deathly silence sent a chill down Pierce's spine.

A bad feeling crept into his mind.

A strong sense of foreboding washed over Pierce. He wanted to turn around and check, but he was worried that the wolf king in front of him would take the opportunity to attack.

"Leila!"

Pierce could only shout nervously.

But that familiar, melodious voice, like that of a lark, did not ring out.

A piercing sadness and bitterness spread through my heart, but were then suppressed by another, even greater emotion.

A raging fire surged and rose wildly from the depths of his heart.

Pierce gripped his longsword tightly, and the magic within him began to surge...

"Still alive!"

Suddenly, House's voice rang out from behind.

These words, like cold water, instantly extinguished the anger and sorrow in Pierce's heart.

The wolf king opposite him was now letting out a low, suppressed whimper, filled with rage and anxiety.

The aura of ferocity suddenly surged.

With a slight shift in his footsteps, the Wolf King adjusted his direction, his view no longer obstructed by Pierce.

It looked towards the camp, where the flickering flames of the roaring campfire illuminated the six gray wolf carcasses lying on the ground.

The wolf king raised its head and looked at the moon as if it wanted to roar.

But as soon as it opened its mouth, it paused for a moment, then slowly lowered its head that had been raised high.

Pierce didn't pay attention to the wolf king's unusual behavior.

At this moment, his confidence soared, and he had no more worries.

"Prepare to die!"

Pierce started his sprint.

The next moment, he was slapped back by the enraged wolf king.

The heavy wolf claws slammed solidly into Pierce's chest and abdomen, the violent force instantly propelling Pierce backward, tumbling several times along the muddy woodland.

Pierce's longsword was firmly embedded in the wolf king's right shoulder flesh, and crimson blood was slowly dripping down the blade.

This time, the wolf king no longer dodged, but instead chose a strategy of trading blows for blows.

"Cough, cough!"

Pierce knelt on the ground, coughed heavily, and placed his hands on the armor, trying to massage his chest to relieve the feeling of suffocation.

The wolf king's power was too great.

And now, his weapon has been "taken" away by the wolf king.

What should we do next to deal with it?

"I am coming."

A calm and collected voice sounded from behind.

After resting, House stepped forward, stood next to Pierce, and pointed his longsword at the wolf king.