Ellie put on the outfit first, and they were clearly out of place for the times: a white blouse, a black suit waistcoat, a purple tie, suit pants, brown high-tops, and a trouser belt. Even now, it is a relatively eye-catching scenery.

She was a little embarrassed when she took off the dress.

To be reasonable, if you let a boy who is obscure all day long and studies hard carefully observe the girl's naked body, who wouldn't be subconsciously a little embarrassed? Besides, this has become a girl again, and it's still a particularly cute kind, and the impact of this mood is too complicated.

"That's probably ...... A?... Or B... It feels like half a hand can cover... Ahh!!h What was I thinking?! Hurry up and put it on."

quickly put on that set of clothes, and the whole person's temperament has changed a lot, from a weak and submissive Lori to a heroic and capable ...... Lori.

There's no way.,Who calls height a hard injury.,Lori face、Lori body、Lori sound,It's Lori whatever you wear.,Even if it's a 10,000-year-old Lori.,But you still can't change the fact.,You're still a Lori.。

"This garment will change with your power, and it will not be destroyed by anything you know. As long as you're alive, it will keep your clothes as they are.

Next, remember how to use the space magic quickly, and the dress will quickly fit on you. ”

Erli gathered her thoughts for a moment, then looked at the Tang knife. The Tang knife is almost 1.4 meters long, only a little higher than it, the whole knife is purple, and the gilded ornament is carved on it, and the shape is like the style of the Tang Dynasty; The handle is plated in pure gold and delicately carved in silver, and at the end of the handle is a decoration composed of three small agate, each of which resembles a piece of magata, with the head of the three agate facing the center and the hook outward.

It feels very light in the hand and not as heavy as expected.

She drew her knife and swung it a few times, and as it slashed through the air, there was a crisp sound, as if a few bells had been scraped on it.

"When you pick up that knife, the power has already begun to merge automatically into you. If nothing else, you wouldn't die on this plane so easily right now.

However, I would like to warn you that this is just the beginning. If you crave more power, this body can handle it.

I'm not the system you understand it or anything like that, your current name is: Ellie? Sparta? Aidendeville. So, Miss Edindeville, do what you want from now on, and what I have left of the information and abilities will assist you to get to places you can't reach, to merge things you can't, to solve problems you can't. ”

With that last sentence, Ellie's mind vanished from her independent consciousness.

She began to gather her thoughts, and as soon as she touched the knife, she felt a cool stream of water flow down her arm to her brain. But there is no such wet feeling on the body, but there are some basic knife movements in the brain. Very basic, only chopping, slashing, stabbing, defending, dodging, retreating these few actions, the rest of the movements or moves found that they are not suitable for themselves at all.

The weak power and magic compared to the sword technique could not allow her to master these things by herself, but these basic movements were enough for her to support herself.

"The Power of Terror ......"

She couldn't help but sigh, it was terrifying.

The space-tearing sword technique and the will to cut everything alone are enough to make people fearful, and with those gorgeous and deadly moves, I'm afraid no one can beat anyone who has mastered these skills.

And magic...... I don't know how to activate the magic in my body. Erli raised her hand holding the Tang knife and looked at the three pieces of magata. She could feel the magic power within, and it was the power that belonged to her body, but they refused to return it to their owners.

"How do I get these powers?" Ellie asked to herself.

"You need to prove yourself to the knife."

The consciousness gave Ellie a hint, but how to prove it was not exactly told her.

"It's a bit nerve-wracking...... How do I prove it? ”

She retracted the knife into its scabbard and tapped the hilt.

There was no response.

"Well...... No matter what... Anyway, let's go back and think about it later. How do you put this knife away? ”

After all, it's too long, and I can't drag it on the ground, and I feel very tired when I hold it. The girl always felt that the knife should be worn on the body, but how to carry it became a huge problem.

So when it becomes a habit to love pretending to be in secondary school, it must be treated, so as not to affect IQ......

"Ah, yes, there's a storage space."

Ellie patted her head, forgetting the stubble just now, and then put the knife back into space.

…… See, that's the evidence

"It's the middle of the 6th century in Japan, so I don't think it's time for Prince Shotoku, who seems to have started reforms since more than 600 A.D. Is this still a slave society......

…… You have to be careful, it's better not to change out of this dress in front of outsiders... It's too conspicuous. ”

She picked up the tattered clothes that had been thrown on the ground again, used the space to remove the clothes from her body, and closed her eyes slightly shyly to put on the rags.

"Anyway, it's time to go back."

Since you are not familiar with this place yet, then use this lost identity to learn as much as possible about this world. At least living here won't cause some unnecessary trouble like living alone.

Taking advantage of the night and the stars, Ellie walked back to the dilapidated house.

Soon, a month passed. For people who have always lived in the city, it is certainly not used to being thrown into a place that is a little worse than the countryside. Erlie was so unaccustomed to lying on the bed on the floor, and so early to rest, the first two weeks were really insomnia and the torment of not being able to get out of bed. The back gradually adjusted, but it was a bit boring as the nights slowly got longer.

The food eaten is really not comparable to the previous life on the same platform, although the current Yamato country has not yet been introduced to Buddhism, and the diet is greatly restricted; However, the way of handling the food is very simple, except for roasting and stewing, seasoning is also scarce. Except for the brine salt, which is almost not processed after the sea water is dried, it is a wild vegetable in the forest, and it is really nostalgic for its previous life when it is eaten like this.

The old couple was amazed at how well Elle learned the language, and in less than a month she was able to speak Japanese fluently. As she communicated, Elle learned that the old man's name was Hara, and the old woman's name was Ze, and since they were commoners, they were not allowed to have a surname, but could only be called by a first name. Therefore, when they learned of Erli's full name, they were so frightened that they thought they were the sons of nobles, and they explained in confusion before they could sort out the twists and turns.

As for the knife technique, Elle trained secretly at night, but there was no room for improvement, except for making those basic skills more proficient. Tang Dao himself did not agree with her, and almost every time she practiced the knife, she would ask the knife if she was qualified.

How can a knife speak? By the way, she herself gave the knife a name, called Jingyue Knife.

Strange name, who knows what she thinks?

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......

......

"You're back early..."

Hara was holding a few fish strung with straw ropes in his hand and a fishing net on his shoulder, greeting Ellie Peace. It's dusk, and the two are dealing with dinner.

"I'm back, old man"

Erli put down the wild herb in her hand and waved her hand to Hara

"Well, it's back"

Hara looked at Erli with a smile, since she lived here, the two of them seemed to have an extra granddaughter, well-behaved, and very sensible, naturally, they liked this child very much.

When Ze took Elle to the place where Ernlie was found, she naturally didn't look for anything, and Elle half-truthfully said that she didn't know what was going on, and she couldn't remember what happened before. came and went, and the two naturally recognized her

"Is this month's dedication enough?"

Ze asked this, and Yuan smiled.

"That's enough, with Erlie's help weaving nets and fishing, and handing over the bonnay, there are still a lot of dried fish left this month, and these fish can be stewed directly today."

"That's good, give me the fish."

Ze took the fish, then picked up the iron knife and began to process the fish. Elle also began to process the fish, and although Bizzer was slower, she was able to process a fish completely.

"Grandma, what do you want to put in there?"

"Put the shepherd's cabbage and bracken in it, and some chopped mushrooms left, and put them in together."

"Got it."

Elle brought the crockpot, filled it with half a jar of water, set up the firewood, made the fire, set the crockpot, and ran back to the house to get the food.

Hara took off the fishing net on his shoulder, hung it on a wooden pole, moved his body, let his shoulders stretch, and then prepared to spread the fishing net, dry, and mend the net.

At that moment, a figure appeared on the road that had been stepped out.

She was wearing a white Wu suit, but it was stained with a lot of dust, some damage on it, and even some blood stains could be seen. Her long blond hair was scattered behind her back and in front of her body, and she was also stained with a little dirt and leaves, and she looked very embarrassed.

As I got closer, I really had the beautiful appearance of an Oiran, but the haggard face with a tired look was really distressing. When I arrived at the people's house, I was not relieved, but more vigilant.

Yuan saw her, saw the shabby Wu clothes on her body, and said in her heart that this must be someone from the aristocracy, and shouted loudly with some doubts

"My lord, this is?"

When the woman heard this, she immediately became nervous, as if she was afraid of something, but she walked slowly towards the courtyard.

"Sorry, can you spend the night?"

The woman asked, looking a little embarrassed, and couldn't bear to let a woman suffer so much; Besides, if you are a nobleman, you can also help yourself, so he said

"That's fine, come on, Xiaomin is preparing dinner."

"Thank you."

The woman smiled faintly, looked relieved, and walked into the courtyard

"Please ask your name, it is convenient for Xiaomin and other titles."

"The head of the Yakumo clan, Yakumo Murasaki"