"I... We encountered a monster before, but unfortunately we couldn't fight it, so we had to escape." After stammering a little, the adventurer finally reacted and answered.
The few of them stayed in the mountains for several days and had never met Messiah. This was the first time they had known each other.
"Is that so, can you point me in the direction?" Roland Hill thought sideways, and then asked.
"Okay." One of them answered immediately, but then reacted again.
"But it's very dangerous. That beast is very strong. If we can escape, there is a master who barely blocks it."
"Reluctantly, it seems that I have to go and see to be relieved." The girl thought of another way.
"Uh, okay, it's actually over there." The leading adventurer felt a little bit, and found that the girl had the strength of Sequence 4, a rare young and powerful, so he no longer hesitated, and turned around to point out the direction.
"Climb over that hill and go to the northwest, and you should be able to hear the sound of fighting. I hope the master hasn't lost yet."
"Well, I see." Roland Hill nodded, then held the scabbard in the palm of his hand, and hurriedly shuttled over there.
"So fast."
Seeing this girl passing over thorns and obstacles at a high speed like a phantom, even though she was wearing armor, she was as light as a swallow turning over, and several people looked surprised.
"This one is probably a stronger expert than that girl."
"Are all girls so scary these days?"
Several people sighed, and Roland Hill had already climbed the low hill. The layers of emerald green forests are like the ocean submerging the world, and this girl in light silver armor jumped out of the emerald forest sea in an instant, and her body entered the high sky where the air roared.
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Her eyes searched below, and after a long time, she found the figure of the difficult battle in the forest.
The girl with light pink hair was exhausted, and the long sword in her hand was mostly notched, as if it had been eaten and corroded by something. Holding the black long sword in both hands, she panted as she looked at the strange snake in front of her with its head held high and spitting letters. The sweat and hair on her forehead were sticking together, and a little liquid fell down her eyebrows and entered the corners of her eyes, bringing bursts of discomfort.
Will it die
When everything in the field of vision began to blur, and the soreness in the body had filled all the senses, the girl had to think about this sad ending.
Death, a word she hadn't thought of in the past, had been staged around her in the past year. Brothers, mothers, uncles, guards, maids, those familiar people fell in front of her one by one. He grabbed her hand and wanted to say something. Thinking of such a scene again and again in her dreams made her painful and terrified.
Unexpectedly, when she faced this day, she was not so afraid. Maybe she also hoped to usher in relief.
It's a pity that time can never be turned back, and he is so weak, revenge is far away like a dream.
boom!
The strange snake in front of him bounced up from the ground again, and the open fangs reflected metal flashes in the forest, getting closer and closer in the field of vision.
I can already see the trajectory of the opponent's actions, but the sword in my hand no longer obeys the command, and can only move weakly and slowly.
Sure enough, it has come to an end.
She slowly closed her eyes, ready to endure the coming painful death.
There were a few soft swoops, and a few sword winds swept across the sweaty body, bringing a slight coolness. She heard the ping-pong sound of metal landing in front of her.
The sour eyes opened again, and everything in front of her surprised her.
The strange snake that couldn't be cut and could not be cut was already dead. The body was divided into several pieces and fell on the ground, twisting uneasy. Valley
呲, another cry, a lavender blade pierced the struggling snake's head and stuck it on the ground. As the girl's gaze moved up, she saw a man about the same age as herself, perhaps still A girl a year or two older appeared in front of him.
"Hello, I finally caught up, and I wasn't injured."
Roland Hill pulled out the sword from the ground, waved it briefly, smeared off the blood on it, and put it in the scabbard at his waist.
"Yeah." Looking at the swordsman girl who appeared in front of her, the girl finally couldn't bear the exhaustion accumulated in her body and passed out.
In the darkness, after an unknown amount of time, when she woke up again, it was already night.
There was a bonfire in the forest, which burned quietly, bringing a little warmth in the night wind. She struggled to sit up, looked at the figure by the bonfire, and heard a voice as clear as an orchid again.
"You're awake, are you feeling better now?" The swordsman lady may have washed up at the moment, and the hair tie at the back of her head has been untied, and now it is scattered on the collar and shoulders, making people look a little more. soft.
"Yeah." She replied, looked at her palm again, moved a little, and a kind of happiness for the rest of her life rose in her heart.
It's a pity that this feeling didn't last long, and the heavy and painful memory in my mind was suppressed again.
"I..." Mouth opened, then closed again.
"Do you want to drink water?" Roland Hill looked at the girl, lifted her up gently, and handed a glass of clean water.
"thanks."
The girl picked up the cup and drank it in small sips. Looking at the way she was drinking, she should have received good etiquette education on weekdays, not as casual as ordinary people.
"Let's have some more food." Roland Hill said, bringing over a roasted apple with a branch stuck underneath.
"Thank you." Her voice was a little dull, and the girl swallowed her saliva before carefully nibbling on the warm apple.
"There's less food in the forest, just wait until I get back to town." Roland Hill explained, then looked at the girl carefully.
Compared to the 17-year-old Roland Hill herself, this girl looks younger, only about 15-16 years old, similar to Eidolon, although the little guy is actually more than 15 years old.
"What's your name? My name is Messiah, and I passed by here on a mission."
"My name is Xia... Lottie... just call me Lottie." The light pink-haired girl replied.
Knowing that this might not be her real name, Roland Hill didn't care, and it was normal to be vigilant when she went out. She herself also used a pseudonym.
"Are you here to carry out the mission too?" Seeing that she was almost recovered, Roland Hill gradually let go of her hand, stood up, sat on the stump on the other side, and asked in a low voice.
"Yes, because I heard that I can make some money here." Lottie nodded, then looked at the flame beside him, and stopped talking.
The two people beside the bonfire fell silent, when a small black and white animal emerged from the grass on the side.
The girl was startled by the sound that suddenly appeared in front of her, and she unconsciously touched the hilt of the sword, but only then did she realize that the long sword was not by her side.
"Don't be afraid, this is a friend I met recently."
Roland Hill's soft voice came again, and she immediately saw her bend down, touched the head of the black and white raccoon dog, and then took off the branch it contained, and there were still some berries on the branches.
"Want to eat some more?" Roland Hill picked these fruits, wiped them with a handkerchief, spread them out in the palm of his hand, and handed them to the disturbed girl.
In the dark night, the swordsman girl by the bonfire, her cheeks swayed on and off in the firelight, giving a gentle and warm feeling.