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Chapter 1292 Claire

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    With the setting sun, Claire walked alone into the ordinary small village.

    Looking at the looks of curiosity, fear, or disgust from the people around her, there was no expression on her face.

    Because since being sealed and becoming the lowest-ranked warrior, we have seen too many similar situations and have long since become accustomed and numb.

    After all, in the perception of most civilians, the Great Sword is a half-human, half-demon warrior who can identify monsters hidden in the crowd.

    Coupled with the iconic silver pupils, many people feel that the sword is closer to a monster than a human.

    Therefore, few civilians will show a friendly attitude when dealing with big swords.

    Quite the opposite!

    When the demon hiding in the crowd is eliminated, most villages and towns will ask them to leave immediately.

    Although it sounds very shameful to kill people, Claire does not blame these ignorant ordinary people.

    After all, she voluntarily chose to join the organization in order to use the organization's intelligence network to search for traces of Pricia, and then kill this bastard to avenge Dinisha.

    As for killing monsters, it is just a simple job, without even a little emotion.

    Soon, Claire came to the house of the mayor who issued the commission, got a general understanding of the situation, and told her that there was no need to give the reward to herself, and that she could just hand it over to the agent in black after successfully killing the demon.

    In this way, she began to wander back and forth along the streets of the town until it was almost dark, then she found a place to sit against the wall and closed her eyes to rest.

    Living in the open air is something that every swordsman must get used to, and no one is exempt.

    What¡¯s more, Claire had been traveling for several days before arriving in this town.

    The whole person¡¯s physical and mental state is quite poor.

    But not long after she closed her eyes, a local boy suddenly sneaked up to her.

    Out of a subconscious first reaction when she sensed the abnormality, Claire directly drew her sword and slashed at it.

    It was only after halfway through that he realized that he was just an ordinary child. He immediately relied on his strong physical fitness and arm strength to stop the high-speed sword in mid-air at the last moment.

    Instant!

    The strong air flow caused by the swing of the sword and the strong stimulation caused by facing death made the teenage boy freeze in place, and his pupils continued to expand, contract, and then expand again.

    My forehead and back were soaked with sweat within a few seconds, my legs were shaking uncontrollably, and I almost peed my pants.

    ¡°Ahhhhhh!!!!!!¡±

    Along with the screams, the young man collapsed on the ground with a plop, gasping for air.

    Because in less than a second, he once thought that he was absolutely dead.

    Especially at that moment, the aura released by Claire was as suffocating as if the weight of a mountain was overwhelming.

    But after about a few seconds, the young man slowly came back to his senses and complained with a lingering fear on his face: "What are you doing! I just want to get closer and see you."

    ""

    Claire completely ignored the other party's intention and simply took back the sword, continuing to maintain the appearance that silence is golden.

    But the young man refused to give up. He stared at his big curious eyes and asked, "You are a big sword, right?"

    "No! Our organization has no name. Whether it's Great Sword or Silver-Eyed Witch, you just call it that without permission." Claire closed her eyes and explained in a tone without any emotion.

    "I see! But I didn't expect that you look just like an ordinary sister. I thought you would be a scary guy like a monster." The young man said to himself with a smile.

    He was obviously an optimist and didn't mind at all that he was almost killed by a sword just now, and he was full of curiosity about the sword that could identify and kill monsters.

    This attitude surprised Claire and asked casually: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

    "Why? You are no different from us." The young man asked with a puzzled look on his face.

    Hearing these words, a trace of unnoticeable surprise flashed in Claire's eyes.

    There is no doubt that she saw a shadow of herself in this unknown boy.

    Just like that, the two started chatting without saying a word.bsp; On the contrary, she just used her indifference to hide her true side.

    "Sorry, I'm not interested in listening to your long speech. This is my own life and my own choice." Claire responded with an almost angry attitude.

    "It's like you chose to die of exhaustion, hunger, and thirst on the road instead of following Dinisha?" Allen asked with a half-smile.

    "Ah! Because Dinisha once lived for me, and I will live for her now."

    When saying this, Claire subconsciously touched her belly.

    That is the place where Dinisha¡¯s flesh and blood is transplanted, and it is also the source of strength.

    Almost every time she uses demonic power to fight, Claire will imagine that Dinisha lent her power to her. She did not die, but just lived with her in another way.

    Allen noticed this keenly, stepped forward, knelt down and stared into the other person's silver eyes, and said in a slightly emotional tone: "Ten years have passed, and you still can't forget Dinisha, right?  ? Or to put it another way, you have been living in the shadow of the moment she died since that day. How pitiful. If Dinisha knew this situation, she would definitely be very sad and sad. "

    "Shut up! You have no right to talk about Dinisha in front of me!" Claire suddenly raised her head, her face full of unwillingness and anger.

    In the dead of night, she thought more than once that if the man in front of her had not left, or had come back earlier, Dinisha might have survived.

    It¡¯s a pity that there is no if in this world.

    "I understand. You are resenting me, angry with me, and feel that everything is my fault. It doesn't matter, this is your right and freedom, and I respect it. Just like I didn't stop you from joining the organization and becoming a great sword.  If one day you find that the organization is not as good as you imagined, or if you sense danger, you can ask me for help at any time. For Dinisha's sake, I will ensure your safety."

    After saying this, Allen reached out and touched Claire's head like he did when he was a child, then quickly turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

    "Damn it! Why did he appear again after ten years?"

    Claire clenched her hands tightly into fists, and her nails even dug into her flesh without even noticing the bleeding.

    For Allen, her only impression was that he was Dinisha's "friend" and that he always had money to spend.

    ¡°Other than that, she knows nothing about Allen¡¯s origin, age, personality, or purpose.

    The agent in black, Lu Lu, "accidentally" revealed that Allen is the lord of the Western Land and has a certain cooperative relationship with the organization.

    Just when Claire was uneasy because of Allen's sudden appearance, she suddenly heard a piercing scream from the town shrouded in night.

    ¡°Ahhhhh!!!!!!!!!¡±

    not good!

    It¡¯s Lackey!

    Claire instantly realized that this was a demon disguised as a human being who finally couldn't help but take action. Without thinking too much, she grabbed the sword and rushed towards the scene of the incident.

    With excellent perception and the extra acceleration brought by life energy, it only took her a few seconds to confirm her position, raised her sword and pierced the roof, cutting off the arm of the demon who was about to disembowel and feast.  .

    Poof!

    Instant!

    Dazzling blood splattered everywhere!

    Lackey, who managed to escape, hurriedly backed away and sat down in the corner with a plop, breathing heavily.

    What¡¯s interesting is that, as an ordinary teenage boy, he was not frightened by the bloody scene in front of him and fainted.

    Seeing that the hostages were safe and sound, Claire breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Phew - I finally caught up. Hey, are you okay?"

    "Noit's okay!"

    Lackey, who had survived the disaster, quickly responded loudly.

    "Very good! Then I can finish my work with peace of mind."

    With that said, Claire didn¡¯t even look back, and cut the injured demon in half in the middle with a backhand sword.

    Since she has learned the basic use of life energy, her strength is much stronger than when she first appeared in the original plot.

    Unless you encounter an awakened person who has also learned life energy, no matter how many there are, ordinary monsters cannot pose any threat to the sword, even the last warrior.

    The top management of the organization was also surprised to find that after universalizing life energy, the chances of soldiers awakening and going berserk in fierce battles were greatly reduced.

    In other words, the controllable weapon they dream of is only the last step away from successful mass production (remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com)In other words, the controllable weapon they dream of is only the last step away from successful mass production (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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