CHAPTER 560: CHAPTER 292: NO TRICK, NO HORSE GIRL

This is a Centaur over three meters tall, quite similar to the Centaurs Shami has seen in other games, with a strong horse body for the lower half and a female upper body.

It’s worth mentioning the feminized upper body of the Centaur.

A tight black bra covers two formidable weapons, and a head of lush green hair is tied into a ponytail naturally hanging behind the head. Whether it’s the arms, the abdomen, or the horse body, they’re all full of powerful muscles.

At this moment, the Centaur disdainfully plunges the long-handled double-bladed axe into the ground beside her, showing an impatient expression on her pretty face.

"Tsk, not a single one worth fighting."

"Whether it’s the Druids or the Deer Bears, do these new-generation creatures all not know how to fight? They just run at the first hit."

"Although Centaurs aren’t a race that likes to fight, who tells this bunch to go to the plains to eat carrots whenever they’re free? Is the meaning of life just eating carrots? I mean, as spirit beasts, they still need to have some combat ability. Proposing a sparring session when interacting is quite normal. Why does everyone avoid it and stay far away from me? At the end of the day, hot-blooded spirit beasts are leaving the stage, and the era for pretty-boy spirit beasts is coming, sigh."

"But I don’t really need friends in my pursuit of martial arts; strong opponents are my goal! I can do just fine alone."

The Centaur says, shaking her head helplessly, then her eyes firm up again.

Shami and Lureya lean their heads together.

"Looks like an isolated delinquent Centaur abandoned by companions, huh, Lureya."

"Exactly. Even though she says she doesn’t like carrots, she’s already eating them for energy."

"What a complicated personality. Seems to want to make friends but ends up blaming the times for not having any because she likes to fight, causing most people to avoid her."

"This delinquent Centaur’s way of making friends is actually quite similar to delinquent elf students. They first think of fighting each other to get acquainted. But how could that way of making friends be popular, right?"

The two, looking at the much taller Centaur in front of them, start whispering softly.

At this moment, the Centaur who has just finished eating a carrot notices the two and quickly becomes interested.

"Elves?"

Shami and Lureya try to hide, but it’s too late.

The Centaur swiftly comes in front of them.

"Here to make a Spirit Contract with a beast, huh, elves? My name is Kalu, how about this, spar with me, and if you win, I’ll be your spirit beast, how about it?"

Centaur Kalula swings the long-handled, double-bladed axe in her hand.

"Most Centaurs of the same age have already been contracted. I’m the last Centaur spirit beast left. Not because I have a bad temper, just never found a suitable elf."

"Saying that already reveals your tragic situation as an older unmarriaged horse! Actually... not really, I already have a spirit beast."

The towering presence of the three-meter-tall Centaur stands before them, creating an overwhelming sense of oppression. The Elf Maiden quickly retreats a few steps, waving her small hands vigorously in front of her chest.

"My strength ranks at the top among Centaurs. If we contract, we’re both girls, we’ll have lots of common topics to chat about. Let me clarify, it’s not that I have no friends. In sparring, you can choose either close range or long range freely."

"You’re too tall, I don’t even know how to climb on... um, I choose not to spar..."

"Then let’s settle it in one match."

"You’re completely not listening, are you! With your fighting skills, why not go fight the Mountain Giants or Chimera instead!"

The Elf Maiden angrily shouts out.

"Can’t beat them."

The Centaur solemnly nods.

"Yet you’re clear about the facts in times like this."

"Come on, let’s fight right here. If you win, I’m yours."

"Wait up! My spirit beast is right here, how could I possibly contract you too! In front of Minotaurs, both subjectively and objectively, it’s impossible!"

The Elf Maiden, seeing the Centaur prepared to unleash her power, quickly shouts out.

The clear voice draws Kalula, who was backing away to prepare for battle, right back, looking suspiciously at the cloaked figure beside the Elf Maiden.

"You mean, your contract partner is this thing?"

The Elf Maiden is embarrassed about her slip of the tongue.

But if she really had to fight this Centaur, she’d surely lose.

"What kind of spirit beast is this, Elf? A spirit beast about the size of a human, truly hard to guess."

Kalula glances at the Elf Maiden, then at the cloaked figure, frowning.

Such a pretty Elf Maiden in the Elf Realm should be a favored existence, surely not contracting with a low-grade spirit beast.

Kalula is momentarily perplexed.

Shami hesitates for a moment, exchanges glances with the flat-haired golden retriever, reaching an unusual mutual understanding, he slowly removes the cloak and disguise together.

"A human?!"

Kalula incredulously leans her upper body back.

"To be precise, a villager."

The Elf Maiden blinks her eyes.

"You actually contracted with a human, and it’s a villager? And brought him into the Elf Forest?!"

Kalula, shocked, looks toward the Elf Maiden, drawing in a sharp breath.

She already believes the Elf Maiden’s words.

Only through a Spirit Contract can a human not belonging to the Elf Forest enter the Elf Forest.