The strength of the great sword is not only evaluated by the strength or weakness of the demonic qi in their respective bodies, but also by the comprehensive embodiment of their multi-faceted qualities.

As a potential newcomer in the organization, Cynthia is undoubtedly stronger than Annabelle in terms of demonic energy, but whether it is the skills used by demonic energy, the experience of battle, or the exercise of consciousness, it still takes time to explore and improve.

Annabelle's experience in these areas is very helpful to Cynthia, who is now like a fledgling, and Cynthia also understands that this is a rare learning opportunity, so she actively asks questions.

After all, for newcomers, the period when they have just walked out of the organization is the period when they are most likely to die, and even if they are very potential fighters, they may not be able to survive safely.

With a little more experience, you have a better chance of getting through this dangerous period.

A cruel reality is that the frequency of updates for greatswords is very fast, especially for low-ranked greatswords, and every time they perform a mission is a big test. Many newcomers to the Great Sword obviously have enough strength, but they lack experience in battle, resulting in death, which is especially regrettable.

Annabelle understands this, so she knows everything about Cynthia's problems, and she hopes that this newcomer, who has the same identity as her and has a good personality, will live longer.

At least long enough for them to see each other again.

Because both of them were a little tired that day, after washing their tiredness, the two rested in the room.

Cynthia sat on the edge of the bed, her white slim clothes clinging to her body, obviously a green face, but with feminine curves.

Annabelle had just stepped out of the bathroom and was standing by the window, still damp.

She used her demonic energy to raise her body temperature, causing the moisture hidden in her blonde hair to evaporate faster, and the sunlight poured in through the window, and a layer of mist shrouded her side.

This is also a technique used by demonic energy, and Cynthia learns to do it, and her wet hair quickly becomes dry, and she feels like she has learned again......

"Anna-senpai, how long have you been since you officially became a warrior of the organization?" Cynthia asked as she tied her braids with a clean cloth band.

"It's almost three years," Anna said slowly, "it's not a long time, isn't it, but it's not long before ordinary people, and the soldiers of my issue have been counted on almost one hand." ”

“…… Isn't dying in a crusade against demons the best fate for us? Cynthia, who has a weak appearance, said such imposing words but bit every word very clearly.

Annabelle looked at the underage girl in front of her with some surprise, as if she had reacquainted herself. Only with the consciousness that he will die at any time will he dare to fight for an inch of life in a desperate situation, have a brave heart, and be worthy of many combat skills.

"Ah, I'm not saying that all the seniors who are in the same era as Anna's predecessors should die, that's not what I mean!" Cynthia suddenly felt that what she had just said seemed to have another bad meaning, and she hurriedly explained, "I'm just a little surprised. It turns out that we have finally walked out of the training ground after so many trials, but many of us can't survive even three years......"

By the end, Cynthia's tone became heavy.

"I understand it's cruel, but that's the way it is," Annabelle turned her back and said, "especially for newcomers, especially for the next great sword......"

"Do you have a friend from your trainee years who became a great sword?" She asked suddenly.

"Yes, she's in another area nearby."

"yes, that's lucky." Annabelle's voice was a little nostalgic: "I also had a good friend when I was a trainee, she was the kind of person who was obviously scared but would not admit it to death, she and I were very inconspicuous among the trainees, but it was by supporting each other and encouraging each other that in the end we actually had our own sword marks together." ”

"We agreed that we could only send the black letter to each other, but less than a year after we separated, I heard from the agent that she died during a mission."

"Two black letters, and now there is only one left."

Annabelle's hand brushed over her broadsword, the blade reflecting her sad face.

Cynthia could feel Annabelle's low emotion, the same sadness that a warrior would feel, and she didn't know how to deal with it, because the thought that she might experience this kind of thing in the future, becoming the dead or the undead made her heart throb.

Is this our destiny?

……

Although it is a little sad to recall the past, Anna quickly withdraws from her emotions or simply hides it in her heart.

She took up a lighter topic.

"Is your trainee instructor still the same bald and rude man?"

"Oh? Anna, did you also work as a trainee under him? Cynthia looked slightly surprised.

"Well, I heard that the man seems to have been an instructor for a long time."

"How so? He doesn't look old at all. ”

"Don't you think that compared to his size, his physical fitness is much better than that of a normal person?" Annabelle asked.

"It's like... It's a little. Cynthia recalled some details. I just thought that he was a big guy with some innate powers. ”

"In fact, it may be that many people in the organization have undergone some surgery, although they may not necessarily have demonic energy, but it seems to strengthen their abilities in some aspects."

"Otherwise, how do you think our agents can always find us after a long journey and still being so relaxed? Moreover, some of them seem to have lived for a long time. ”

"Good...... It seems so. Cynthia felt as if she had heard something very informative, but it seemed that all the things that Annabelle said were indeed true.

"It's amazing, Anna senior, I haven't even thought about this." Cynthia said: "I have only heard that it seems that the organization has increased the number of trainees recruited, and in the future, a batch of trainees may become greatswords every four or five months. ”

There must be a reason behind this kind of behavior of the organization, and Anna thought to herself, the more the greatsword was trained, the pressure on them would be much easier, after all, the organization seemed to be forever understaffed. But can such a rapidly trained greatsword really take on those dangerous tasks? Gifted people must still be strong, but what about children who lack enough training and are not talented? However, it is better to become a great sword as soon as possible than to die in the trainee period, at least for some people, there is still a chance to become a great sword.

At the end of the day, Annabelle didn't know if it was good or bad for them......

"I don't know what the organization's intentions are, but maybe that kid from Li Fang can speculate."

"Huh? Why can he speculate? Cynthia asked Anna, puzzled.

"Actually, most of the speculation I just mentioned was made by him after listening to what I said. Don't look at him when I meet you, he is very childish, in fact, he is very assertive. Anna smiled and praised Li Fang.

……

After Li Fang woke up in the afternoon, he was going to go to Anna, but he didn't have anything to do, he just wanted to go and see. But outside the door, Annabelle and Cynthia could faintly hear the conversation, so she changed her mind and did not disturb the two women who were chatting hotly.

He took advantage of the fact that there was still some time before dusk, purchased some supplies in the town, and walked around at will, enjoying the scenery of the town in a tourist-like mood, and did not return to the hotel until dusk.

After putting away the backpack full of them, Li Fang first went to the kitchen to get tonight's meal, and when he went upstairs, he knocked on Cynthia's room.

Because the big sword has a very special physique, if they don't take the initiative to "feed", they won't think to eat anything until the next day.

Anyway, the adjective that came to Li Fang's mind was feeding......