"I...we encountered a monster before, but unfortunately we couldn't defeat it, so we had to escape." After stammering for a while, the adventurer finally came to his senses and answered.
They had stayed in the mountains for several days and had not seen Mecia before. This was their first time meeting her.
"Okay, can you point me in the direction?" Lorraine Hill turned his head and thought, then asked.
"Okay." One of them replied immediately, but then he reacted.
"But it's very dangerous. That monster is very strong. We could only escape because there was an expert who barely blocked it."
"Is it reluctant? It seems that I have to go and have a look to feel at ease." What the girl thought of was another aspect.
"Uh, okay, it's actually over there." The leading adventurer sensed it for a while and found that this girl had the strength of Sequence 4, which was rare for being young and powerful, so he no longer hesitated and turned around to point out the direction.
"Go over that hill and head northwest, and you should be able to hear the sounds of fighting. I hope the master hasn't been defeated by now."
"Yes, I understand." Lorraine Hill nodded, then held the scabbard in his hand and quickly shuttled over there.
"So fast."
Several people looked surprised when they saw this young girl crossing thorns and obstacles at high speed like a phantom. She was wearing armor but was as light as a swallow turning over.
"This one is probably a stronger master than that girl."
"Are all girls today so scary?"
Several people sighed, and Lorraine Hill had already climbed over the low hill. The layers of emerald green forest were like an ocean submerging the world, and the girl wearing light silver armor jumped out of the emerald forest in an instant, and her body entered the airflow.
Howling high in the sky.
Her eyes searched below, and soon she found the figure fighting hard in the forest.
The girl with light pink hair was exhausted, and the long sword in her hand was mostly chipped, as if it had been eaten and corroded by something. She held the black long sword in both hands, panting and looking at the person in front of her.
It was a strange snake with its head raised and vomiting. The sweat on its forehead was stuck to its hair, and some liquid fell down its eyebrows and into the corners of its eyes, causing bursts of discomfort.
Will he die?
When everything in her vision began to blur and the pain in her body filled all her senses, the girl had to think about this sad ending.
Death, a word she had never thought about in the past, has been happening around her in turn in the past year. Her brother, mother, uncle, guards, maids, all the familiar people fell in front of her one by one. Some died with their eyes open, and some
He grabbed her hand and wanted to say something. Scenes like this came to mind again and again in her dreams, causing her pain and fear.
Unexpectedly, when she faced this day, she was not so afraid. Maybe she also hoped to be freed.
It's a pity that time can never be turned back, and since I am so weak, revenge is as far away as a dream.
Bang!
The strange snake in front of me once again shot up from the ground, its open fangs reflecting the flash of metal in the forest, getting closer and closer to the field of vision.
He has seen the trajectory of his opponent's movements, but the sword in his hand no longer obeys his orders and can only move weakly and slowly.
Sure enough, it has come to an end.
She slowly closed her eyes, preparing to endure the painful death that was about to come.
There were several soft swishing sounds, and a few sword winds flickered across her sweaty body, bringing a slight chill. She heard the pinging sound of metal falling to the ground in front of her.
Her sour eyes opened again, and what she saw in front of her surprised her.
The strange snake that could not be cut open was dead. Its body was divided into several pieces and fell to the ground, twisting uneasily.
Hey, there was another sound, and a sword blade glowing with lavender light pierced the struggling snake's head and stuck it in the ground. As the girl's eyes moved up, she saw a man who was about the same age as herself, maybe even older.
A girl who was one or two years older appeared in front of him.
"Hello, I finally caught up. You're not injured."
Lorraine Hill pulled the sword out from the ground, waved it briefly to shake off the blood on it, and then put it into the scabbard at his waist.
"Yeah." Looking at the swordsman girl who appeared in front of her, the girl finally couldn't bear the fatigue accumulated in her body and passed out.
An unknown amount of time passed in the darkness. When she woke up again, it was already night.
There was a bonfire in the forest, burning quietly, bringing some warmth in the night wind. She struggled to sit up, looked at the figure by the bonfire, and then heard the clear orchid voice again.
"You're awake, are you feeling better now?" The swordsman lady may have washed up at this moment, and the hair tie on the back of her head is still untied, now scattered on her collar and shoulders, making people look a little more excited.
soft.
"Yeah." She replied, looked at the palm of her hand again, moved it a little, and felt a sense of happiness about surviving the disaster in her heart.
Unfortunately, this feeling didn't last long, and the heavy and painful memory in my mind was suppressed again.
"I..." He opened his mouth, then closed it again.
"Do you want to drink water?" Lorraine Hill looked at the girl, gently lifted her up, and then handed her a glass of clean water.
"Thanks."
The girl picked up the cup and drank in small sips. Judging from the way she drank, she must have received a good etiquette education and was not as casual as ordinary people.
"Eat something more." Lorraine Hill said, bringing over a hot baked apple with a branch stuck on it.
"Thank you." Her voice was a little unclear, and the girl swallowed, then carefully ate the warm apple.
"There is less food in the forest, just wait until you return to town." Lorraine Hill explained, and then looked at the girl carefully.
Compared to the 17-year-old Lorraine Hill herself, this girl looks younger, probably only about 15-16 years old, about the same as Eidolon, although the little guy is actually more than 15 years old.
"What's your name? My name is Mecia, and I passed by here on a mission."
"My name is Xia...Lotti...just call me Lottie." The girl with light pink hair replied.
Although she knew that this might not be her real name, Lorraine Hill didn't care. It was normal to be vigilant when going out. She also used a pseudonym.
"Are you here to perform a mission too?" Seeing that she was almost recovered, Lorraine Hill gradually let go of his hand, stood up, sat on the tree stump on the other side, and asked in a low voice.
"Yes, because I heard you can make some money here." Lottie nodded, then looked at the flames aside and said no more.
The two people beside the campfire fell into silence, when a small black-and-white animal emerged from the grass nearby.
The sudden sound in front of her made the girl startled. She unconsciously touched the hilt of the sword, but then she realized that the sword was not beside her.
"Don't be afraid, this is a friend I met recently."
Lorraine Hill's soft voice came again, and then she bent down, touched the head of the black and white raccoon dog, and then took off the branch it was holding, with some berries still left on the branch.
"Want to eat some more?" Lorraine Hill picked these fruits, wiped them clean with a handkerchief, then spread them in the palm of his hand and handed them to the uneasy girl.
On a gray night, the swordsman girl beside the campfire, her cheeks flickered in the firelight, giving people a gentle and warm feeling.