Monster Girl Contract Manual

Chapter 29 Escape? Did I say that?

Just as House opened his mouth to ask a question, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Wind Falcon, an ordinary monster, is ferocious by nature. Once the young birds reach adulthood, they will take the initiative to challenge their parent birds that raised them."

They are only qualified to leave the nest and survive on their own if they defeat their parents.

Adult swift falcons are even more ferocious; if severely injured and facing certain death, they will even devour their own chicks to regain their strength.

Looking back, Captain Garp, dressed in uniform, appeared before him.

"Captain Garp?"

"Hey, stop calling me captain. I'm no longer involved in adventure activities."

Captain Garp smiled and waved his hand, then looked House up and down.

His robes were torn and riddled with holes, the collar stained with undried blood, and there was no longsword at his waist; he looked utterly disheveled, as if he had just survived a calamity...

Seeing House's expression and noticing the four badges on the counter next to him, Karp, who had also misunderstood, stiffened, and a hint of sympathy and regret quietly appeared in his eyes.

"House..."

"Don't get me wrong, they are receiving treatment at church."

Noticing the subtle expression in Karp's eyes, House offered another explanation.

There's no way around it; judging from his appearance, he really looks like a down-on-his-luck adventurer who has lost all his teammates and is the only one left to escape death alone.

"Oh, that's good."

Garp's face regained its previous kind smile.

He glanced at Happy nestled on House's shoulder, then discreetly looked at the blue detail at House's collar, before meeting House's eyes and speaking earnestly:

"House, I think I should remind you that the most suitable monsters for the Druid profession are Fenrir and Herasvarg. The Wind Falcon has poor growth potential and is naturally aggressive, making it difficult for it to serve as a scout."

Druids are a special class that can form partnership contracts with monsters.

Aside from the initial contract you can form with a monster when you first embark on your professional career, you can form a new contract with a monster every time you level up.

It is important to be cautious when signing contracts.

Once a contract is successfully formed with a monster, it cannot be changed afterward.

Even death could not sever the bond between them.

After a contracted partner dies, a druid can only choose to expend their own magic and some precious treasures to revive them, but cannot break the old covenant and form a new monster partner.

Garp clearly misunderstood House, mistakenly believing that House, as a newcomer, lacked understanding of his profession and thus made a contract with a weak monster like a slime without realizing it.

Afterwards, he even planned to contract the young Wind Falcon on his shoulder after advancing to a professional.

Karp didn't want to see House's future career path affected by one wrong choice after another.

After silently listening to Karp's advice, House nodded, then shook his head.

"Don't worry, Captain Garp... Mr. Garp..."

Just call me Uncle.

"Okay, Uncle Garp."

House nodded again, giving Karp a serious look, assuring him that he wouldn't worry and wouldn't make a rash choice on a whim.

He always thinks things through carefully before making any major decisions.

House didn't explain anything, because the more he said, the easier it would be to expose anything about the Monster Girl Contract Manual.

After making it clear that he wouldn't make decisions lightly, House immediately changed the subject.

He glanced at Uncle Garp's clothes and asked a question.

"I'm now the guild's coach."

Uncle Karp showed House the coach badge that the guild had given him.

It turns out that after his adventure ended, Garp received an invitation from the guild and his old friends to become the guild's coach, specifically responsible for teaching new adventurers, imparting knowledge on wilderness survival, monster identification, and various crises that might be encountered on the road, as well as how to deal with them.

"I already told them I was going to retire, but they insisted on dragging me here to train newbies." Garp sighed helplessly, then chuckled self-deprecatingly. "Oh well, I don't have much to do anyway, and I get paid to come here, so I'll just listen to them."

"Then should I address you as Master Garp now?"

House joked with a smile.

"What master? I'm just an ordinary adventurer."

As Garp spoke, he waved his hand again, his smile widening.

Clearly, Karp was quite pleased with House's teasing.

It's important to know that all the training masters in the guild are true professionals.

After more than thirty years of adventures without ever becoming a professional, Old Garp is now enjoying, for the first time, the respect and status that only professionals can receive, thanks to the Adventurers' Guild.

Just then, the results of the monster material identification came out.

"Mr. House, the guild here can offer the following prices for recycling: Goblin Warrior Long Ears 5 silver coins, Common Aris Gray Wolf Fang 1 copper coin each, Gray Wolf Leader Fang 10 copper coins each, and rope is not included in the price."

House was secretly astonished when he heard Miss Theresa's offer.

Judging from the price of Goblin Warriors alone, it seems that the guild is offering a 50% discount on monster materials for buyback.

Half price, that's a bit of a loss. Should I take it to the alchemy workshop for recycling...?

"You mean goblin warriors?!"

Just as House was secretly calculating and struggling with whether to sell it directly to the guild or find another channel to sell it, Karp, who was standing next to him, suddenly asked a question with a slight doubt.

After saying that, he quickly walked past House to the counter and stared at the ear on the plate, which was twice the size of the ears of other ordinary goblin goblins.

These are indeed the ears of a goblin warrior!

Upon seeing this, Garp's aged and wrinkled face suddenly froze, and his eyes widened abruptly.

He suddenly turned his head to look at House beside him, his tone incredulous, almost questioning, as he asked House what had happened.

"It's nothing, I just encountered a goblin warrior on the way back. Don't worry, I'm here."

House first signaled to Karp not to be nervous, that everything was over.

Then he began to recount the adventures he had undertaken along the way.

Of course, House kept the parts involving the cheat code and other people's privacy to himself, only saying what he could say.

When they heard that House had narrowly escaped an attack by an adult wind falcon, been ambushed by a pack of wolves at night, and even encountered a goblin warrior comparable to a professional on his way back, not only Karp but also the other adventurers listening nearby all showed surprise.

Garp's sudden loss of composure attracted the attention of many adventurers nearby.

With the spirit of "eat any melon that's out to be had," this group of adventurous onlookers all curiously gathered around.

"I never expected your rookie squad to escape from a professional-level goblin warrior. You're incredibly lucky!"

One of the adventurers couldn't help but sigh when he heard House recount his encounter with the goblin warrior.

Regardless of race, even seemingly weak goblins at the bottom of society, once they reach the professional level, their strength is vastly different from that of ordinary people. They are definitely not beings that ordinary people like House, who have just entered the world of adventure, can deal with.

The other adventurous onlookers nodded in agreement, saying that the members of House's team were really lucky; they managed to escape from a professional-level monster.

This thrilling adventure was enough for House to have a respectable topic of conversation during subsequent guild dinners.

"what?"

Hearing the crowd's comments and teasing, House was taken aback for a moment, then spoke up and corrected the previous person's statement.

"When did I say our squad deserted?"

As soon as he finished speaking, House stepped back half a step, revealing the goblin warrior's left ear, which was quietly placed on the tray on the counter, to everyone.