Chapter 59: Evelyn Blackheart’s Nightmare

Evelyn Blackheart’s Nightmare

One of the two men approached Leon, holding out a ring.

It looked expensive.

Ornate.

Well-crafted.

Clearly a premium model.

"No need."

Leon’s voice was cold.

*These two were too loud, too excitable.*

*They gave off the vibe of people who weren’t quite right in the head.*

*Stupidity was contagious.*

*Leon had no intention of catching it.*

"I have one." Leon gestured toward Selena.

Under the Walton brothers’ stunned gaze, the stunningly beautiful beast-girl walked over respectfully.

"Pack everything up."

Leon pointed at the bundled loot.

Liam Walton thought to himself, *How can you treat such a powerful beast-girl like a servant?*

*Aren’t you afraid she’ll dissolve the contract with you?*

*This is madness.*

*Complete madness.*

*She could leave him at any time.*

*She could find someone better.*

*But she doesn’t.*

*Why?*

*Why does she stay?*

*What hold does he have on her?*

But what happened next made his jaw drop.

That impossibly beautiful beast-girl carefully crouched down.

As if afraid to make any noise.

She began storing the items one by one into her spatial ring.

Liam was utterly dumbfounded.

*The more powerful a beast-girl was, the more unruly and prideful she tended to be.*

*Because they had too many options!*

*Dissolving a contract and finding someone better was always an option.*

That was precisely why low-rank beast-soul masters were perpetually at a disadvantage in this world.

Beast-girls were hard to come by.

And the beautiful, kind-hearted ones were even rarer.

If by some stroke of luck you found a satisfactory beast-girl, you’d practically worship the ground she walked on.

*And this guy—he just orders her around like that?*

*Like she’s a servant?*

*Like she’s nothing?*

*What kind of monster is he?*

Liam accidentally caught a glimpse of the storage ring on Selena’s finger.

*Hiss!*

*It was even a limited edition!*

*Extremely expensive!!*

Storage rings were bound to their owners.

No one else could use them.

Which meant this beast-girl came from a noble background.

And yet—for some reason—she had been contracted by this young man.

And judging by the dynamic, their status was completely unequal.

*When had beast-girls ever been this subservient before their masters?*

*Could it be... that this young man actually possessed a background to match?*

Liam’s perception of Leon shifted completely.

*He’s not just lucky.*

*He’s not just powerful.*

*He’s something else entirely.*

*Something I can’t understand.*

*Something I shouldn’t try to understand.*

*"*Hiss!*"*

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*[Ding! Congratulations! Your beast-girl has surpassed Level 20. You have inherited a portion of your beast-girl’s power!]*

*BOOM!*

Warm currents surged through Leon’s body.

Filling him with an indescribable sense of vitality.

His muscles tightened.

His senses sharpened.

His energy flowed like a river.

He felt stronger.

Faster.

More alive than ever before.

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**[Beast-Soul Master: Leon]**

**Aptitude:** C-Rank (63.4%)

**Mana:** 21/21

**Spirit Power:** 35

**Combat Power:** 51

**Soul Skill:** Soul Drain

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Leon took a deep breath as he looked at his stats.

He calculated roughly—he had received about 5% of Selena’s attributes.

As his level increased, the percentage of power he could inherit from his beast-girl would gradually rise.

And 5% from Selena was already incredibly high.

Many beast-soul masters wouldn’t reach that ratio even by Level 80.

With his current base attributes, Leon was already on par with an A-rank beast-girl.

The only thing he lacked were attack or control abilities.

*But that’s fine,* Leon thought.

*I have Selena for that.*

*And Evelyn.*

*And soon, others.*

*I’ll be a beast-soul master who can fight on his own.*

*I’ll be unstoppable.*

---

Leon finished packing up and was about to leave the gathering point.

"Hey, friend—nice to meet you! How about joining my ’Grand Ambition’ Guild? If you’re willing, I can make you the vice-president!"

"It’s one of the larger guilds in the Aurelia City and Windermere City area!"

Liam Walton had been hesitating for a long time.

But seeing Leon about to leave, he finally blurted it out.

Leon paused briefly.

"No thanks."

*If he had been an ordinary martial high school student, he might have been interested.*

*Even a regular member would have been fine, let alone vice-president.*

*Joining a guild meant protection and plenty of benefits.*

*But for Leon now—it didn’t mean much.*

*He didn’t need protection.*

*He didn’t need benefits.*

*He had power.*

*Real power.*

*The kind that couldn’t be bought or sold.*

"Wh-Why?"

Liam had only been testing the waters.

He hadn’t actually expected Leon to say yes.

But seeing such a blunt refusal still stung.

"The name’s too tacky."

Leon left a few words behind and hurried off.

Leaving the two brothers standing there in the wind.

Utterly baffled.

*Not... the name’s too tacky?*

*What kind of excuse is that?!*

*Are you serious?!*

*I offer him a vice-president position in one of the largest guilds in the region.*

*And he says no because the name is tacky?*

*What is wrong with him?*

*What is wrong with this world?*

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Night had already come.

Inside the Blackheart estate.

Inside Evelyn’s private villa.

She sat on her small bed.

Arms wrapped around her knees.

Her eyes hollow and unfocused.

Earlier that day, she had become someone’s exclusive property.

That man had used an impossibly powerful contract to forcibly make her his beast-girl.

And that wasn’t even the worst part.

The worst part was—after sending her back to the Blackheart estate, he had openly declared that she would be serving him in bed tonight.

*Ha.*

*Did he really think she was some pushover?*

*Levis had never even touched a single finger of hers.*

*Who did this commoner think he was?*

*I’m Evelyn Blackheart.*

*The pride of the family.*

*An S-rank beast-girl.*

*I’ve turned down dozens of suitors. *

*Powerful ones. *

*Wealthy ones.*

*Influential ones.*

*And now I’m supposed to just... submit to him?*

But the moment that thought arose, her mind felt like it was being stabbed by a thousand needles.

Excruciating pain.

*Why does it hurt?*

*Why does thinking about him hurt?*

*Is it the contract?*

*Is it forcing me to feel this way? *

*Am I going to become his puppet? *

*His slave?*

*His...*