East no Sdaf, in a wide cave, the sound of shouting mixed with the sound of sharp weapons breaking through the air came from the cave one after another, and that day, I lost everything again, and was semi-coerced to join the organization. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The day my parents died, I lost everything, forgot all of it, and couldn't even survive...... Saved by a beautiful warrior with blonde hair and silver eyes.

After my grandmother died, I lost everything again, I could have continued to survive, but I was forced to get into a carriage and came to the organization, in fact, as long as I insisted on not staying, I could really leave the organization, but at that moment, I thought of the warm smile that the great sword warrior made when he saw me wake up.

Maybe it was that smile that was so warm and happy at that time that I joined the organization without resistance!

The four children who were about the same age as me with me also joined the organization half-pushed, and maybe there was nowhere to go in the first place, so the initial shirk was just the instinctive resistance of the strangest things.

The first thing to do when you become a great sword is to inject demon flesh into your body, but there is still a period of training before that, strengthening the constitution of this unknown weak child who has gathered from all directions. There are a lot of children, all girls, about 300 people, to maintain such a large team, but also to strengthen their nutrition, to give them special training, this cost is conceivable, but the organization is not stingy at all to give us, maybe the cost of injecting the flesh and blood of demons is greater.

In short, I lived here, every day is boring running and fitness exercises, the food is something I have never seen, but it looks very rare, the nutritional value is very high, although the taste is not too delicious, but our physical condition is indeed getting better day by day, and the character of the friends is gradually revealed!

That's when I met the best friend of my life, Erica. Erica is a cute little girl with brown hair, a small nose, a small mouth, a pointed chin and two small dimples, very playful. This is just her appearance, but in fact, her personality is similar to that of most friends, quiet, gentle, and not talkative!

The training is getting harder and harder, and in the boring life, Erica and I can only make each other happy and encourage each other to persevere!

I don't know how many days passed, but that moment finally came, and we were injected with demonic flesh and blood! In fact, it is the flesh and blood of the demon, but in fact, a brain flowing with purple blood is sewn into the abdomen of the body, our hands and feet are locked with strong iron chains, no matter how much we struggle, it is useless, and then we watch our bodies being cut open to expose the internal organs, and several people in black carefully sew this brain into our bodies.

The pain, like countless needles constantly piercing into your body, coupled with the extreme itching of the body as it heals, I doubt that the next moment I will just collapse and die alive.

"Woo-!" The cold cave didn't even have a quilt, Flora could only curl up and lie on the cold stone slab, the huge pain made Flora's still weak body tremble, and the cute little face was also twisted into a ball because of this, she had not slept for 3 days, both physically and mentally reached the limit, and the next moment, what was waiting for her might be a collapse.

Suddenly, a pair of slender arms that were also trembling embraced her trembling body. “？” Flora looked up with difficulty (who is it?) A familiar figure appeared in front of her with an equally familiar smile, but the smile did look a little reluctant now. (Erica!) Erica, who was also tormented by the demon's flesh, had bruises on her forehead, but she still smiled and hugged Flora, and lay down beside Flora.

"Let's sleep together!"

"Hmm!"

We make each other happy in the most difficult times, and we can hug each other and sleep in the most painful times of becoming half-human and half-demon, and stick to it together......

Most importantly, for those of us who have been members of the organization since childhood, Erica and I are the only friends in each other's lives!

The most painful period of fusion finally passed, and when Erica and I came to the familiar training ground again, there were only about twenty of the original 300 or so friends left. Sure enough, most of them didn't persevere, and as for where they went if they didn't persevere, no one asked the people in black who were wandering outside all day, everyone knew and knew it...... It's like burning firewood, once it burns out, all that's left is a pile of dust, and that's it!

For the successful fusion of us, the organization took back all the greatswords we used in our previous training, and exchanged them for real greatswords without sword marks, not sharp, but very heavy and hard. The heavy sword has no edge, that's what I'm talking about!

Then, the training to become a fighter who has a rank and can go out to do tasks, began.

In fact, the so-called integration success does not hurt from time to time, but weakens slightly, coupled with the continuous increase of our willpower, until we reach the point where we can move freely, which is called integration success. Over time, under the influence of demon flesh and blood, our hair color gradually turned golden, the color of our pupils also changed to silver, and our speed and strength increased dramatically, and then, we no longer had three meals a day, but one small bite in two days was enough to satisfy our stomachs.

When I couldn't eat for the first time, I looked at my palms, which were more delicate and white than before, and suddenly noticed something I had never noticed: I, am I still human???

…… Three years later......

In a dilapidated town far from the training ground, which has been uninhabited for a long time, only 11 years old, but it seems that Flora, who is about 17 years old, and the other trainees of this period are concentrated in this place, a total of 10 people, and in the end, there are only 10 people left from the original 300 people?

The flesh and blood of demons can even stimulate the development of the body, but this development has stopped since a year ago, that is to say, Flora was like this a year ago, and has maintained it until now, forever seventeen years old, it sounds so enviable, but it can't be envied!

"Then now begins the final trial!" A young and sturdy man who hugged his entire head and one eye with a brown stripe looked indifferently at the "17-year-old" girls in front of him, "If you pass this, you will become a warrior, and the content of the trial is close to actual combat, using the ruins to work as a team." The 10 people here are divided into groups of 5 to fight separately, and the victorious group is all promoted to warriors, using a real sword with no sword marks, and if you don't want to die, you can fight with all your might! ”

Sword Seal: The unique symbol that each true warrior represents on the sword given by the organization when he becomes a warrior.

"Whoosh!" The young man suddenly raised his spear and threw it in the middle of the 10 people lined up with Flora.

“！”

"One, that spear is divided into two groups on the left and right!" The young man held up a finger in front of his eyes, "Make no mistake about your teammates' faces and the faces of the opposing hands!" ”

The sun was still so hot after noon that the eyes of those who illuminated it were dizzy, and the land was scorched with heat. How to describe it? It must be bright sunshine!

"Alright, now spread out to both sides of the village, and the team battle will begin now!"