The Battle Queen They Blindly Kicked Out (Joanna) novel Chapter 232

Chapter 232 The Will to Contract

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Joanna had no idea it was because of her achievements. Later, Maverick publicly praised her as the top freshman at the academy, and everything she did caused a chain reaction.

That year, the number of first-year students who awakened as Summoners tripled compared to last year.

But everyone knew one thing. Summoner was a pay-to-win class.

For poor freshmen, switching to this class was not always good news.

So when Joanna came to talk about cooperation, Maverick couldn’t have been happier.

Soon after, the lab’s registration system saw a huge spike in applications.

Luckily, Joanna had prepared for this. The lab rented an AI, which handled all applicant testing. All exams had to be completed under full AI monitoring.

Very quickly, new Summoners began logging in nonstop.

“Hello, Summoner,” the AI asked. “Can you accept spending your entire life with your contract beast?”

“Of course I can!”

“Even if it’s not humanoid?”

“Well, I’d still prefer a humanoid one. Like a cat-girl, fox, or maybe an elf queen.”

“What if it’s male?”

“Hmm…”

The question stopped him cold. The summoner was a teenage boy who had just entered high school. After seeing Joanna’s rise, he wanted to become a Summoner too. After all, it sounded amazing: do nothing while your contract beast fights monsters, levels up, and carries you.

But intent was the key factor in class matching. His talent was Eight-Pack Abs (E-Rank). Without extremely strong intent, he would never qualify as a Summoner. And if he failed, his future class options would be limited to entertainment jobs-male model, car model, borderline streamer. A lifetime of being someone else’s toy.

He didn’t want to be stuck in a support or logistics role.

Now the Al’s question threw him into deep conflict.

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He didn’t want to become a woman’s plaything, but he also didn’t want to become a non- human male’s either.

After struggling for a long moment, he forced the words out.

“Just sleeping with men, right? I can do it.”

The system asked again. “How many can you accept?”

How many?!

The young boy felt like his world cracked open.

“Two? Or Three?”

A bright-eyed young man full of hope was quietly shattered inside.

“I-I can do this!”

He clenched his teeth.

Everyone knew this rule. If you can walk the combat professional path, you never choose a support one.

If you don’t fight, the system reevaluates your class every year. Based on your past performance, your class can be reassigned. Unemployed. Unassigned. Jobless. At that point, your life is over. Synthetic food forever. Dead-end job forever.

He believed becoming a professional was worth any price.

But clearly, he was lying to himself—and the AI system detected it instantly. Heart rate. Breathing. Eve movement. It knew his true thoughts.

But

Emotional Intelligence Module, it chose not to expose him.

completing the test,” the AI said. “We will evaluate your responses and let you

e choose you for the experiment.”

the same time, the AI continued testing others.

“Hello, Summoner. Can you accept spending your entire life with your contract beast?”

“Of course.”

“Even if it’s not humanoid?”

“Human and beast? No problem.”

“Any gender preference?”

“I’m flexible.”

“What if there are multiple contract beasts?”

“Just a few extra dicks. No big deal!”

“Based on your answers, do you prefer male contract beasts?”

“No. Males are trained as husbands. Females are trained as daughters.”

“Thank you, Summoner. Your answers have been recorded. Please await further notice.”

In just one day, Joanna’s lab collected several highly qualified Summoners. One of them stood out sharply.

“Name: Gianna Davison

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