You Were Supposed to Contract Battle Beasts, but You Contracted a Witch?

Lucien transmigrates into a medieval world where horror is on the rise. In the eyes of the king and queen, he is a thorn in their side, the “kind, simple-minded prince” they have repeatedly set up and betrayed.

A bloodthirsty old king and a reckless stepmother queen are sharpening their blades. Brutal nobles see him as a plaything. Extraordinary knights wielding battle aura surround him, while witches whose magic runs out of control are burned alive...

On this increasingly deranged land, he is the weakest prey.

Then an accident with a nun awakens his memories of a past life.

Lucien acquires a strange tome, awakens two fearsome talents, and gains the ability to form contracts with mysterious battle beasts.

But in reality, the secrets of battle beasts are monopolized by the powerful. They are rare, and the chance of successfully forming a contract is pitifully low.

“You’re all scrambling to contract battle beasts? Then I’ll contract a witch!”

He plays dumb and escapes the capital, only to discover that the whole world has long since rotted away: nobles have brutality etched into their bones, the Church worships evil spirits as gods, unspeakable monsters roam the northern frontier, and schemes coil across the land like poisonous vines... They’re all trying to kill me? Wait, why? Just because I’m a good person?

“So none of you are going to act like people, huh?”

Is brutality the nobles’ ticket to success? Is treachery the unspoken rule of survival?

“Fine, fine, fine. Next time we meet, outside the capital, we settle this one-on-one! All of you!”