Monster Girl Contract Manual

Chapter 43 Lucky Day

As soon as he finished speaking, a bald, burly man, whose height was no less than Zem's and whose physique was even more robust, walked out from the inner room.

The man wore a thin apron, held an iron hammer, was half-naked, his muscles were bulging, and he had an intimidating presence.

Upon hearing the bald, muscular man's reprimand, the once tall and imposing Zem suddenly shrank back like a little chick, turned around, and quickly walked into the inner room.

After letting Zem go back, the bald, muscular man turned back to look at House.

The gaze, carrying a hint of authority and scrutiny, looked House up and down, first lingering briefly on the longsword tucked at House's waist, before moving away again.

Finally, the gaze settled on House's worn-out leather armor.

House, forced to retreat by the heat emanating from the muscular man, subconsciously swallowed as he met those extremely imposing eyes.

Hello.

What's causing this inexplicable tension?

Looking at the bald, muscular man's hammer, which was bigger than his own head, House had no doubt that the man could smash him straight into the ground with a single blow.

"Take off your leather armor. The material cost is 5 silver coins. I'll not charge you for the craftsmanship."

The bald, muscular man, who appeared to be the shop owner, spoke crisply and directly, without a trace of unnecessary politeness.

The powerful aura emanating from him left House no room for refusal.

"Okay, sure."

I have to say, this bald, muscular man has really big hands!

The bald, muscular man's outstretched palm was large enough to completely cover House's face.

After inwardly marveling, House quickly removed the leather armor from his body, then took out five silver coins and handed the armor and coins to the other party.

"Come pick it up tomorrow."

After saying that, the bald, muscular man turned around without looking back and took the leather armor back to the forge in the inner room.

Zem was brought back.

"That's all for now, uh, I'll be going now."

House wasn't very familiar with Zem to begin with, so there was no need for him to stay here and reminisce.

After a brief greeting, he quickly left.

Stepping out of the store, House wiped the sweat from his forehead as a cool breeze blew across the square.

The scorching heat emanating from that bald, muscular man was so intense it felt like it was baking you alive.

Judging by the intensity of the heat, the opponent is definitely a professional-level expert!

House stood there for a while, enjoying the breeze, and noticed that passersby were glancing at him. He sensed something was wrong.

Looking down at his own clothes, House noticed that Lilim was still lying on his chest as inner armor, and he suddenly realized what was going on.

Indeed, it looks very strange to see someone wearing an "inner armor" made of slime hanging on their chest.

After thinking for a moment, House picked up Lilim, kneaded her back into a ball, and then placed her on his forehead.

Used as a slime beret.

Although it looks rather strange, it's much more pleasing to the eye than a slime suit.

Anyway, we're in a small town, so there's no need to worry about being attacked suddenly.

There's no need to use Lilim as a shield for defense.

......

Another day passed.

House, responding to the bald, muscular man's words, returned to the molten metal workshop.

Looking at the perfectly repaired leather armor in Zem's hand, House immediately noticed that the shopkeeper had secretly reinforced it, and the repaired part seemed to have been reinforced with some additional material.

Upon receiving it with both hands, even a simple touch reveals that it is more robust and sturdy than before, with significantly enhanced defensive capabilities.

House understood.

He didn't expose the other party's hidden intentions, but simply thanked them sincerely.

House saved Russell earlier simply because they were all members of the same team and helping each other was only natural, so Russell didn't owe House anything.

Therefore, now the other party not only charges for materials and waives the labor costs, but also secretly takes the trouble to reinforce his leather armor and improve the quality of his protective gear.

House silently remembered this extra kindness and hospitality.

Putting on the brand-new hard leather armor, House was surprised to find that the armor, after being repaired by the bald hunk, was unexpectedly more comfortable and fit him better than before.

Can you see right through Lilim's obstruction and see through her body with just one glance?

Are eyes the ruler?!

This is the place I'll be eating from now on.

With Lilim on his head and wearing comfortable leather armor, House walked briskly towards the guild.

......

Perhaps today is House's lucky day.

News also came from Master Marcus's side.

The guild's spellcasting master agreed to House's request to learn the skill.

But before learning the skills, the other party wanted to test House's talent as a spellcaster.

"Do we need to test your talent?"

After thinking about it, House expressed his understanding.

Without talent, all your training will be in vain.

Led by Marcus, House went up to the second floor of the Adventurers' Guild, a place that ordinary adventurers were not allowed to enter.

Turning left and right, we walked through the long corridor, passing by several people who were clearly professional adventurers.

Before long, Marcus led House to a door.

"Go in, that guy is waiting for you."

Marcus remained where he was, gesturing for House to go in alone; he wouldn't participate.

"Thank you, Master Marcus."

House nodded his thanks, looked at the seemingly ordinary wooden door in front of him, took a deep breath, and gently pushed it open.

My dream of becoming a mage has begun...

"ah?"

Pushing open the door, the expected scene of magic books, runes, and a fantastical, mysterious atmosphere did not appear.

What came into view was an ordinary office.

Inside, another person was lying on a chair, his bare legs casually draped over the table, his face hidden by a large monk's hat, and the faint sound of even snoring could be heard from under the brim.

"You're here?"

Seemingly hearing the sound of House opening the door, the woman stopped snoring and mumbled a question in her sleep.

As soon as she finished speaking, she moved her body, intending to remove her long legs from the table.

But perhaps because his legs were too long, his toes unexpectedly bumped into the hard edge of the table as he moved.

"Ouch—ouch!"

The woman gasped in pain, and with a sudden movement, she fell backward off the chair and onto the ground.

The wide, cheongsam-like robe of the mage fell naturally to the side due to gravity, revealing a pair of long, slender, fair legs without any obstruction.

"..."

House silently looked away.

He seemed to understand why Master Marcus was unwilling to accompany him inside.

The woman got up again, straightened her mage robe, and covered her fair thighs again.

House then turned his head back.

The woman rearranged her chair, sat upright at her desk, and forced a serious expression. With a flick of her wrist, a perfectly round, transparent crystal ball appeared out of thin air on the desk.

"Place your hand on the crystal ball and circulate the magic within your body... You can circulate magic, right? Well, you were introduced by that guy Marcus."

"Um."

House nodded slightly and placed his hand on it.

"Infuse magic into it. The higher the quantity and quality of magic in your body, the brighter the ball becomes. The brighter it is, the greater your potential to become a high-level spellcaster."

The woman added casually:

"Let me tell you in advance, if your screen brightness doesn't meet the requirements, don't come back... Ah! It's so bright!"