I Can Contract Beauties-Chapter 235: Ugly But Strong

The onlookers stared at the commotion in daze.

This man looked ordinary and weak. How was he able to defeat the Manger Mercenary members in just a short period of time?

"Is he a graded Martial Artist?"

"Possible. But with that kind of face... Anyway, it’s no wonder why he dared to provoke the Manger Mercenaries. It turns out that he has some strength to back him up."

There were a lot of mercenaries who knew martial arts. But those that could be labeled as real graded Martial Artists were just few. Most of the time, they were leaders of their own small mercenary squad or strong members of a well-known mercenary group.

A lone and strong graded mercenary Martial Artist was very rare, hence, the people around did not expect that the ugly fellow who provoked the Manger Mercenaries was actually one.

No wonder he dared to provoke the Manger Mercenaries.

It seems that the Manger Mercenaries also realized this point.

They went pale for a second, thinking that they had messed up.

However, how could they take this lying down?

Although only their leader was a graded Martial Artist, they were still a respective mercenary group.

They helped each other up and immediately left the area, not daring to stay any longer.

Miguel merely watched them leave and did not stop them. This was his agenda to begin with. To provoke some mercenary and gain experience points, and possibly get a grimoire.

However, as he heard the discussion of the people around him, he realized that the mercenary group he provoked this time around was not a group that had a summoner in their ranks.

Anyway, it doesn’t matter. He was just starting.

With his lazy eyes and ’uninterested’ demeanor, Miguel walk away from the crowd and began to search for the beast as well.

Of course, he was just pretending and was actually just waiting for the Manger Mercenarie to return.

However, considering the time, he did not know if they would still come.

It was already deep in the night. Those who remained were just lone mercenaries or members of mercenary groups that were tasked to guard their spots.

Fortunately, Miguel did not wait for long.

A few minutes later, the mercenaries he beat up earlier returned. Accompanying them was a muscular man and messy beard. He was wearing a leather outfit, which became tight-fitting due to his muscular build.

He looked fierce and radiated out an intimidating aura.

One of the mercenaries that Miguel beat up earlier pointed towards his direction. The muscular man that came with the mercenaries, which Miguel guessed as the leader, came towards him with large strides.

Miguel looked over with a slight smile but it disappeared soon after as well.

It was because he sensed that this muscular man was actually very weak.

Would he even be able to gain experience points fighting him?

What a waste of time!

Miguel clicked his tongue in annoyance.

He waited for the muscular man and his mercenaries to come over.

"You’ve got gut-"

The muscular man’s words were cut off as Miguel immediately attacked without warning.

His mood has worsened after realizing that he could not get any experience points from this man. He did not want to waste any more time and immediately attacked to end this farce and search for another target.

The muscular man’s eyes almost bulged out of his eye socket due to the pain. He knelt to the ground while clutching his stomach in pain. Saliva dripped out of his mouth as he fell to the ground.

He fainted!

The mercenaries around had their mouths and eyes open wide in shock.

What the hell was going on?

That’s their leader you know.

How could he be defeated just like that?

The onlookers stared at each other. They immediately left the area, afraid of getting implicated.

As they dispersed, they also disseminated the information they knew towards others.

The news about a certain new ugly mercenary who dominated the Manger Mercenaires alone circulated in the mercenary circle quickly.

This was also Miguel’s intention to begin with. The more his reputation as ’Sid’ grows, the more he will have an opportunity to hunt and scout more targets.

As he did not want to provoke another useless mercenary group, Miguel decided to search and investigate for the time being.

Unfortunately, he did not receive any experience points from the Manger Mercenaries’ leader and could only turn around dejected.

After not being able to find a suitable target, he decided to return and rest.

With his speed, it did not take long for Miguel to return to the villa.

There were several people who tailed him but he easily got rid of their pursuit without any problem. They were also very weak and were not worth his time so he did not bother dealing with them.

In the villa, Miguel summoned Edith and Aaliyah simultaneously and explained to them what had happened.

The two of them did not dwell on it too much and immediately urged him to go to bed to rest.

Of course, their motives for that were infinitely obvious. Miguel conformed to their wishes and shared a love session with the two of them. They did not dual-cultivate this time around either and just focused themselves on the pleasure brought by each other.

The next morning, the three of them woke up with fresh and inverogated spirits.

They each greeted each other with a smile as they went down the basement for their daily morning routine.

He summoned the Dark Veil Beast this time around and allowed it to train with Edith.

He continued with his agenda while Aaliyah went back to her forging room to continue what she was doing as well.

After they were done, the three of them then made their way to Maras Tavern after cleaning themselves in the bathroom.

Maras was not present in the tavern this time around. A rare occurrence that has never happened before.

The waiter and employees there already knew of their identities, though, so the plot of being misunderstood by the employees and workers never happened.

In fact, the waiter and the cashier were quite amiable to them as they served them their food.

After that, they made their way to the academy.