Monster Girl Contract Manual

Chapter 6 Young People

Captain Garp.

An adventurer whose overall strength is close to that of a professional.

As the leader of the adventurer party recommended by the guild, Garp is not only powerful, but also has rich adventure experience and calm and accurate judgment.

After noticing the charred corpse that flew out of the cave, and after blocking the goblin warrior's seemingly extremely powerful force, which was actually only slightly stronger than his own, he realized that...

Garp instantly understood the characteristics of the goblin warrior in front of him.

Is the evolutionary trend leaning towards elites rather than berserkers?

Realizing this, Garp mustered all his strength and used the techniques he had learned from the guild training grounds to unleash the skill [Slash] again, forcefully deflecting the goblin warrior's attack back.

"House, Zem, you two take care of the rest of the goblins. Russell, protect Jack!"

Taking advantage of the brief moment of "parrying," Garp gave orders to the group.

At this moment, in addition to the goblin warriors, more than twenty goblin imps had crawled out of the cave and were eagerly surrounding them.

Garp was confident he could handle the goblin warrior in front of him alone, but that was only in a one-on-one situation.

If other goblins take the opportunity to harass you, the scales of victory will immediately tip.

Now, their only hope lies with their two remaining teammates who are still capable of fighting, as well as the rookie House.

Having received the order, Zem turned his attention away from the goblin warriors, gripped his hand axe, and charged towards the group of goblins.

But what came into view was a goblin corpse lying on the ground.

Looking up, I saw House holding a longsword, charging towards the goblins without any hesitation.

During the charge, stones and clubs struck House's chest, but were inexplicably deflected. House seized the opportunity to swing his sword and cleave down the goblin imp in front of him, which was less than a meter tall.

While the goblin was clutching its neck and struggling in pain, House delivered several more blows, cleaving it into several pieces at an angle.

Limbs, foul-smelling internal organs, and warm, viscous blood were scattered all over the ground.

Some of the blood splattered onto House's face, but House remained expressionless.

At this moment, House found himself unusually calm in the face of this scene.

House didn't know how others would feel when faced with a scene of flying flesh and exposed bones, but he felt neither disgust nor fear.

Perhaps it's because he grew up in the countryside and started helping to kill chickens and geese from a very young age, and even helped the elderly kill pigs when he returned to the village for the New Year.

Therefore, House doesn't feel much aversion to the bloody scenes he's witnessing.

Instead, when he met the goblins' eyes, House clearly saw the evil in them.

It was an innate, pure evil, an evil that had to be completely eradicated.

Goblins are beasts destined to be slaughtered.

Following his inner guidance, House swung his longsword.

The ordinary refined iron sword, originally priced at forty coins and discounted to twenty silver coins, easily pierced the goblin's flesh with the help of an adult's standard strength of 5 points.

Occasionally, due to the way you exert force, the blade may get stuck in the gap between your ribs. However, you can easily pull the sword out by simply adjusting the angle slightly and then pulling hard.

But after killing three in a row, House's stamina gradually ran out, and his movements began to slow down.

The intense combat, coupled with the weight of the armor and weapons, was rapidly draining House's stamina.

He ultimately couldn't hold on for long.

Just as House swung his sword again with all his might, a sudden pain shot through the outside of his right thigh.

A goblin silently circled around to House's side and seized the opportunity to launch a successful sneak attack.

The stick slammed into House's thigh, the spike at the tip instantly leaving more than a dozen shallow wounds, each less than five millimeters long.

The wound was shallow, but it was enough to be fatal.

If the bleeding is not stopped immediately, the continuous flow of blood will render House unable to move and cause him to faint within minutes.

He ultimately lost his life.

This is why, even though goblins are very weak, so weak that a single goblin might not even be able to defeat a stray dog ​​on the roadside, countless adventurers still lose their lives at their hands.

These goblins, capable of wielding weapons, are known as "glass cannons."

Despite their weak defense and relatively low strength, the weapons they wield are incredibly deadly.

After being ambushed, House clutched his injured thigh and immediately took a few steps back, letting out a terrifying roar at the goblins in front of him, trying to buy himself a few seconds to think.

Seeing this, the goblins in front of him seemed to also want to stall for time and wait for House to bleed to death.

So they stopped attacking and instead spread out to surround House, "keeping" him in the goblin cage.

Seeing the goblins cooperating with him so readily, House was secretly delighted and immediately began to consider the current situation.

The next second, he activated the skill he had gained when he contracted the slime.

[Slow self-healing]

[Slow self-healing: Your body's self-healing ability is slightly enhanced]

As the skill was activated, House felt a surge of heat coursing through his body.

The heat surged and boiled within my body with each heartbeat, flowing through my entire body like blood, finally converging at the wound on my thigh before slowly dissipating.

As the heat dissipated, some of the blood lost from House's wounds was replenished, and his damaged flesh began to slowly repair itself.

Within seconds, the wound stopped bleeding.

Moreover, House could clearly feel that the strength he had expended in the previous battle was rapidly recovering under the effect of the skill.

The limbs, which had felt somewhat heavy, and the longsword in his hand, regained their lightness.

While his wound was healing, House quickly glanced around.

House's heart sank when he saw his teammates struggling against the goblins.

Turn your gaze back to the goblin in front of you.

The next moment, he suddenly turned around and swung his sword at the goblin behind him.

......

the other side.

Lady Russell was struggling against a goblin wielding a club, her staff held in one hand, with another goblin lying at her feet, its head smashed by the staff.

Her other arm hung limply at her side, with drops of blood seeping from her sleeve.

Like House, Russell was also ambushed by goblins, but his injuries were not as severe as House's.

Beside her, Jack, lying on the ground, was trying to raise his hand, wanting to shoot another arrow.

However, the aftereffects of using the skill were still present, and due to the worsening of his chest injury, Jack was completely powerless and unable to draw the bowstring.

"Russell, forget about me, get out of here and go help House."

After assessing the situation around his eyes, Jack spoke with difficulty.

He saw House being attacked by goblins and noticed a large patch of blood seeping through House's trousers.

He was still a newcomer after all. Even though he had the courage and strength to take the initiative to fight monsters, his overall strength was still insufficient and he couldn't hold out for long.

Now that he's injured again, if no one helps him, he'll probably fall to the goblins' clubs in just a few minutes.

Russell was also injured.

Rather than protecting himself, a useless cripple, he should help House; perhaps that way, he could hold on a little longer.

"Never mind me, Russell, go help..."

"Shut up!"

Russell roared and swung his staff to knock the goblin to the ground. He then quickly began chanting a spell, completing the cast while the goblin struggled to get up.

A fireball shot out with a roar, hitting the goblin squarely.

"How could I possibly abandon you!"

Russell turned around and yelled at Jack.

Her once calm face was now filled with tension and anxiety.

This surprised Jack.

This was the first time in all these years that he had seen Russell with such an expression.

Jack wanted to see more of those novel expressions, but a glimpse of green in his peripheral vision caught his attention.

When Jack glanced behind Russell out of the corner of his eye, his pupils dilated uncontrollably.

A goblin, hiding its form in the bushes, using its natural coloration to camouflage itself and prepare for an ambush!

Taking advantage of Russell's moment of turning around and roaring, the goblin launched a surprise attack, charging forward with a small bone knife!

"Russell..."

"die!"

The sharp sword tip pierced the goblin's chest. House, who arrived just in time, roared and used both hands to lift the goblin imp who was trying to sneak up into the air with a single sword strike, then slammed it aside.

Then, he raised his longsword, stained with goblin blood, and swung it down like Zem swinging an axe.

To the astonishment of the two men, House fought valiantly to defeat the goblin brat in front of him.

Then, it turned around to face the other goblin minions that were chasing after it.

House began to parry tirelessly, blocking attacks aimed at his head and other vital areas, and then, taking advantage of the moment when his opponent was unable to strike again, he swung his sword in a series of slashing and sweeping blows.

Looking at House, a young man who seemed to have inexhaustible energy, Jack, who was over thirty, opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but not knowing what to say.

Did I have such abundant physical strength when I was young?