Monster Girl Contract Manual

Chapter 20 Contract, Druid?

At night, the campfire flickered, and the team members rested around it.

Leila and Sylvia, exhausted from their magic and both physically and mentally, had already fallen into a deep sleep.

House and Pierce sat facing each other, keeping watch.

Further away, on a crooked tree, House had already hung up the corpse of the Falcon Demon.

"House, does this little guy think you're his mother?"

Pierce's gaze fell on House's shoulder, watching the fledgling bird munching on jerky, and he chuckled softly in a low voice.

Hearing Pios's stilted speech, House smiled and shook his head.

The flickering campfire illuminated the surroundings as House held a small piece of jerky and patiently fed it to the baby bird perched on his shoulder.

【Favorability +2】

The piece of jerky that House fed was brought by Pierce and shared with House.

Miss Slime tried it and there were no problems.

House fed the chicks to increase their affection.

He continued to eat rice cakes.

"House," Pierce suddenly looked at House's chest, "your profession is actually a druid, isn't it?"

During the time they spent together, he had already discovered Lilim's existence.

Seeing the intimate relationship between House and Lilim, and considering House's usually extremely cautious behavior, Pierce gradually began to have a guess.

House probably hadn't completely let his guard down or been completely honest with them, so he didn't really tell them about his profession.

Of course, that's understandable.

It's only natural for anyone to hold back when in an unfamiliar adventure team.

Just like him and Leila, the two of them were actually hiding their identities.

Pierce and Leila are not from Wind Chime Town; they come from elsewhere.

One of them was the grandson of a lord, and the other was the beloved daughter of a baron.

Pierce and Leila, unwilling to accept the inheritance in an orderly fashion and be trapped in a monotonous life, yearn for a free and adventurous journey.

In pursuit of adventure, the two decided to leave their hometown together and secretly traveled to Wind Chime Town, where they met Sylvia.

Not long after they met, the three formed this temporary adventure team and met House, who came to talk to them, in the Adventurers' Guild Hall.

After hearing Pierce's confession, House was slightly taken aback, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

Pierce's initial recklessness and straightforwardness, coupled with Leila's frequent displays of coquettishness and frailty, meant that House never had time to delve into the backgrounds of the two.

He was only thinking about how to end this adventure safely.

Now that Pierce has come forward with his confession, House has finally pieced together some of the small details and inconsistencies.

"No wonder Leila looks so delicate...so elegant, so that's why."

I knew it! How could I be so tired after just a few steps?

They even had to travel by horse-drawn carriage when going on adventures.

That's it!

Pierce was quite surprised to hear House's criticism.

Pierce anticipated that House would be surprised, reserved, or perhaps even feel a sense of awe for the nobility.

Throughout the entire process, House remained calm and composed, showing no trace of flattery or restraint, except for a slight shock upon learning the truth at the beginning.

It was as if his status as the grandson of a lord and his illustrious noble birth meant nothing to House.

Aren't you surprised?

Pierce asked the question instinctively.

House nodded and answered matter-of-factly:

"Surprised? What's wrong?"

How could one not be surprised that their adventure partner was actually the future lord!

But just be surprised.

I can't just stare at you two blankly like that!

"..."

"..."

The crackling sound of the firewood burning constantly broke the stillness of the night.

Pierce remained silent.

He saw absolutely no respect for the nobility in House's eyes.

Is this what adventurers are like?

He was completely different from the guards around his father.

After a while.

After feeding the chicks, House's affection level stopped increasing, so he lay down and fell into a deep sleep.

This time, Pierce was on duty for the first half of the night, while House was on duty for the more dangerous second half.

However, before going to bed, House answered the question Pierce had asked at the beginning.

Is he a druid or not?

"Maybe."

House was also unsure of his career path, since the original owner had never undergone a career exploration.

According to the manual, someone like him, who contracts with monsters and shares monster abilities, is quite similar to a druid.

......

House suddenly opened his eyes.

At that moment, the fledgling bird nestled on his chest was emitting sharp, tender cries that were piercing and urgent.

The sudden noise shattered the silence of the camp, waking Leila and Sylvia from their slumber.

Pierce, who had been drowsy and relaxed, suddenly tensed up and opened his eyes wide.

"House..."

Pierce was about to say something when House raised his hand to interrupt him.

House quickly stood up, drew his longsword, and scanned the dark forest around him warily.

In the distance, under the crooked tree with the demonic falcon hanging from it, pairs of emerald green eyes were staring at House and his companions.

Although I can't see what it is, it's definitely not a good thing.

Otherwise, the fledgling wouldn't be making alarm-like noises at itself while staring warily at the other side.

"How are you two feeling?"

House didn't turn around, but spoke to Leila and Sylvia behind him.

"I'm fine."

Sylvia spoke first.

With her elven bloodline, her ability to recover in nature is stronger than that of ordinary people.

Beside her, Leila, looking slightly tired, indicated that she had also recovered enough to fight.

After initially confirming the team's situation, House felt relieved.

If a battle were to break out, he might not be able to attend to these two.

The pairs of green eyes in the distance did not approach or make any noise; they simply stared silently at House and the others.

The night was too dark, and because they couldn't see what the other party was, House and the others didn't make any rash moves.

The two sides remained locked in a stalemate.

Until...

"Awoo~!"

The cold moonlight pierced through the shadows in the forest, and a deep wolf howl suddenly rang out from between those pairs of emerald green beast eyes.

Under the moonlight, House and the others finally saw each other's figures clearly.

It was a pack of seven gray wolves.

The leader was a giant gray wolf with a scar on its eye, estimated to be three meters long and nearly 1.4 meters tall at the shoulder; it was undoubtedly the pack leader.

The remaining six subordinate gray wolves were also robust, though not as large as the leader, they were still two meters long and one meter tall.

His aura was fierce and violent.

House lowered his gaze to the feet of the gray wolf leader.

Sometime later, the corpse of the demonic falcon, which had been hanging on the crooked tree, was now under its giant claws, and its stitched-up head had been separated from its body and rolled to the side.

The scene became cold and oppressive.

The two sides maintained a standoff.

As the moon was obscured again and the firelight at their feet dimmed, those pairs of eyes suddenly moved.

They're getting closer!