Monster Girl Contract Manual

Chapter 5 Goblins, Warriors!

Karp's loud shout instantly made House and the others turn around.

The next moment, Garp continued shouting:

"Prepare for battle!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Garp raised his greatsword and charged towards Zem.

House was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Garp said he wanted to retreat one moment, and then raised his unsheathed greatsword and charged back into the goblin's lair the next.

But he doesn't have time to think right now.

At this moment, Russell beside him had already raised his staff and begun chanting a spell.

Jack, meanwhile, raised his longbow and began to keep watch on their surroundings.

They didn't know where the enemy would appear, but since Captain Garp had given the order, they just had to carry it out.

"Zem, get out of the way, Russell, the hole!"

Garp's command instantly made everyone aware of the enemy's location.

As Zem stepped aside, exposing the cave entrance to everyone, House also saw the eyes hidden in the darkness.

What incredibly evil eyes they were!

House couldn't describe it. They were just ordinary eyes, so why, why were they so evil?

It seems to be something you were born with.

".......Ber fila!"

After finishing his chant, Russell waved his staff and cast a fireball towards the cave entrance.

After the bright fireball passed through the cave entrance and illuminated the interior, House could vaguely make out the appearance of the owner of those eyes.

It looks like... a person with green skin who is hunched over?

Unlike ordinary goblins that are less than a meter tall, House could clearly see, thanks to the light of the fireball, that the creature in the cave that was suspected to be a goblin was much larger than a meter.

Otherwise, there would be no need for it to hunch over in the cave.

Moreover, unlike the usual naked goblins, House noticed, in the instant the fireball illuminated the area, that this rather large goblin was wearing clothing similar to that of a barbarian.

He appeared to be holding a weapon.

boom!

Flames burst forth.

Russell's fireball hit the target precisely.

She was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when Garp shouted at everyone again:

"The enemy is a goblin warrior, don't let your guard down!"

Upon hearing this, House looked puzzled, Russell looked confused, but Jack's eyes widened suddenly.

He knew what a "goblin warrior" was.

That's someone who has mastered the corresponding professional skills!

If we compare ordinary people to goblins, then "goblin warriors" are the "warrior professions" among humans.

They are goblins who have embarked on a professional path, and like human adventurers, they have the right to learn skills and continuously level up to become stronger.

However, compared to humans, the proportion of goblins who can embark on a professional career is much lower, and they are almost never encountered under normal circumstances.

Why would a professional appear in a goblin lair of this size?!

Jack didn't understand any of this, but he had already subconsciously activated the Ranger's [skill].

Like the spellcaster Russell, the ranger Jack also possesses his own class skills.

Precision shooting

This is a unique skill exclusive to the Ranger, which helps them pinpoint enemy weaknesses while slightly increasing arrow speed and damage.

Just as Russell's fireball spell consumes his own mana, Jack also consumes a small amount of his mana and some stamina when casting his skill.

As a prospective professional, Jack has mastered the skills, but because he has not yet become a formal professional, his physical abilities have not improved significantly.

As a result, Jack needs a certain amount of time to recover after each skill is used, unlike professional players who can use skills anytime, anywhere without cooldown.

But it's enough for now.

Because he wasn't the only one fighting.

Despite the excruciating pain of his torn chest wound, Jack gritted his teeth, took a specially made arrow from his quiver, and then painstakingly drew back his longbow, releasing the skill-enhanced arrow.

A sharper, longer whooshing sound rang out as arrows coated with paralyzing poison followed closely behind the fireball, piercing through the thick smoke.

puff!

A muffled thud of an arrow piercing flesh could be faintly heard. Knowing he had succeeded, Jack felt a little relieved and leaned weakly against Russell.

Even if the arrow fails to kill the target, as long as it hits the opponent, the paralyzing poison at the tip of the arrow will seep into their bloodstream.

This paralyzing poison, priced at 1 gold coin, can take down a human professional in less than ten minutes.

Goblin warriors, who are even weaker than human professionals, will fall to the ground even faster.

With Captain Garp and Zem stalling for time in the remaining few minutes, that should be enough.

The bandages were soaked with blood again as the wound tore open. Jack looked down at the red stain on his chest, smiled, and glanced at Russell beside him.

"Once this adventure is over and the captain is gone, I must confess my feelings to Russell."

Captain Garp has always disliked situations where team members fall in love with each other. According to him, once people fall in love, they can no longer maintain a calm mind.

When the person they love is in danger, the other person will inevitably lose their composure and easily make an impulsive and immature choice.

In a perilous adventure, this is undoubtedly a fatal taboo.

However, Jack disagreed.

He always believed that love is boundless.

Just as the bards have told the story of the warrior fighting the dragon to save the princess.

With love, no matter how many difficulties we face, they will be overcome.

No matter how strong the obstacles, they can all be overcome.

Cupid will bless every couple.

When the smoke clears, the ending is revealed; everything turned out the way it did...

Under everyone's watchful eyes, from within the smoke, an ordinary goblin, its body charred and an arrow still stuck in its chest, shot out of the thick fog like a piece of trash, crashing to the ground amidst wisps of black mist.

Immediately afterwards, another machete pierced through the smoke, and then an adult goblin, about 1.78 meters tall, charged straight at Zem, who was holding up his shield in a defensive stance.

In an instant, the long sword in his hand had already slashed down on the wooden shield!

"Snap!"

The sound of hardwood cracking rang out.

Sometimes, Zem regretted why he always used the money he earned after each adventure to have a big meal instead of buying himself better equipment.

Because he was a blacksmith by trade and was skilled in weapon maintenance, he could greatly reduce equipment wear and tear, so he just made do with the old equipment.

At this moment, Zem felt another wave of regret.

If he makes it back alive this time, he must buy a better shield.

After the shield shattered, Zem used the momentum from the powerful impact to take a step back, creating space for an attack.

Immediately afterwards, a heavy, well-maintained greatsword slashed horizontally from the side, colliding fiercely with the goblin soldier's cleaver.

Sparks flew!

"clang--"