MHIAW [Rewrite] Chapter 97-105 [20k+ Words]

MHIAW [Rewrite] Chapter 97-105 [20k+ Words]

• Chapter 97: The Story of Verdia – 1

• Chapter 98: Your Knight - 1

• Chapter 99: I Got Myself a Assistant - 1

• Chapter 100 : I Got Myself a Assistant - 2

• Chapter 101: Special Act – 1

• Chapter 102: Special Act – 2

• Chapter 103: Payment for a Hell of a Party - 1

• Chapter 104: Being Able to Witness the Results - 1

• Chapter 105: Walk In The Street

This contain nine chapters of MHIAW [Rewrite] from Chapter 97 to Chapter 105 . It have 20k+ Words.

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I went to the bed and opened the box.

“Oh.”

Belita’s gift turned out to be a pair of sturdy leather boots.

When did she even figure out my shoe size? I tried them on—they fit perfectly.

Although they looked like heavy leather boots, they were as comfortable as modern sneakers. The cushioning was so good that my soles didn’t hurt at all.

I could feel Belita’s warmth in the gift. She didn’t want me to get hurt while traveling long distances.

She was never this caring before.

I even wondered if Condel had married her because of this hidden side.

The more I got to know her, the more admirable she became.

The housewarming party ended that day.

My days as a door-to-door salesman were officially over.

Wouldn’t the front of the mansion turn into a market, now that people knew about the Milf Hunter workshop?

Peridot handled the shopping list, while Cecil took charge of running errands. His own role was to stay behind and make sure everything ran smoothly.

They only selected the finest goods to meet the refined tastes of high-class Verdias.

After hauling in luxurious furniture on carriage after carriage, merchants began to gather, drawn by the scent of money.

“Who on earth lives here?”

“Maybe a noble from another district?”

“The Water District? The Dragon District? Or could it be…”

“Don’t say such scary things…”

On the first floor, Peridot was directing the porters.

“Please move that over there.”

“Should I take this to the second floor?”

“Yes.”

Mounted in the center of the hall was the intimidating figure of a spiraling-horned ancient beast.

It was an S-rank monster called Baphomet, which Peridot had acquired at an auction.

Though not particularly expensive due to its ominous reputation, Peridot had recommended it when he said he didn’t want a bright or cheerful atmosphere.

He also liked the black carpet with red lining, stretching out like the tongue of the beast—it added the perfect sinister touch.

Anyone walking in for the first time would be terrified.

“Master, are you satisfied?”

“Yes.”

He nodded at Peridot.

“Then I’ll proceed with the rest as discussed.”

“Please do.”

With meticulous Peridot in charge, there was nothing to worry about.

Should he gouge their eyes out?

‘But… I can’t blame them.’

Now that Peridot, who had stood out even among the beauties of Magnetar, was out in the world, it was only natural for men to be captivated.

But then Geum Taeyang appeared. And the men who had been ogling Peridot lowered their gazes.

A weak man couldn't even protect his woman. He wasn’t going to allow any chances for someone to try their luck with her. No matter what anyone said, this woman was his.

“Master?”

 “Yes, I understand.”

Even though the request came out of nowhere, Peridot nodded without the slightest hesitation.

The housewarming celebration lasted several days due to the sheer size of the villa.

People he didn’t even know came to greet him, and even Belita visited upon hearing the news.

The appearance of the blonde, busty Verdia turned every head and silenced the room.

“Where’s the owner of this place? Come out.”

“I’m right here, Belita.”

“I came to see your new workshop… but this is my villa, isn’t it?”

Vatino had purchased one of Condel’s mansions, so it wouldn’t have been strange if Belita had lived there at some point.

“What do you think? Pretty cool, right?”

“Hmm.”

Belita glanced at the horned beast statue and smirked.

“It’s big and thick. Not bad.”

“…”

 “Those horns are impressive. I wanted to participate in that auction too, but my husband stopped me.”

“Your husband?”

“He said it would bring bad luck to the house. But that’s just superstition—nonsense made up by cowards.”

If Condel had worried about it, then there was probably some truth to it. Still, he didn’t care much about superstition.

People might think it strange that he bought such a thing without performing rituals or offering a pig’s head, but—

“I wanted to create a sense of intimidation.”

“You’re finally starting to look established.”

“What did I look like before?”

“A lost otherworlder.”

He had to laugh—she was exactly right.

“So, when are you going to see Ariella?”

“…”

He hadn’t decided yet.

It was hard to make a move, knowing that the day he did might be his last.

What was Ariella doing right now? Who was the latex-clad beauty with the gas mask that led her capture team?

She would be his next target—after he conquered the District.

“When things settle down a bit.”

That was all he could say for now.

Belita looked at him and said quietly, “You don’t have to go, you know?”

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