Monica Midoriha, Elven Sword Dancer and Grand Instructor of the Church of the Goddess of the Harvest.

Speaking of which, an elf like Monica was not supposed to believe in human gods, but the reason why she became a dependant was only because she was raised by a human warrior since she was a child.

It was when Monica was six years old, and Monica's village was bloodbathed in chaos at the beginning of her memory, and at the last moment, she relied on the magic given by her mother to hide in her father's safe house set up in the well, and she was only discovered on the seventh day by the Sidney military, who had reclaimed the village two days earlier.

Because her father was an officially registered demon hunter and a dependant of the Harvest Goddess Church, she was eventually handed over to the Harvest Goddess Church to raise.

In the Church, Monica grew up, grew up, and more than once turned down invitations from the Elven Family Search—she felt that the Church was her home compared to her counterparts in the High Elf Empire far away.

Relying on her talent and the books her mother left her, Monica became a sword dancer, and eventually, at the age of two hundred, as a preeminent substitute punisher and chaos hunter, Monica retired and returned to her native castle Carter.

Unmarried, she chose to continue serving the Church and began to teach talented children the art of sword dancing - a skill that requires a high degree of talent that not all talented children can learn, and Monica taught only three sword dancers in twenty-seven years, all of whom proved themselves in the years that followed, with swords in their hands and Chaos Blood.

Now, she has a fourth apprentice as a sword dancer.

Better than the previous apprentices.

He has the strange power that only a frost giant can have, and he has the coordination and sharp reflexes that only elves have, and he is a skilled spellcaster.

Every time Monica thought of this child, she thanked the Goddess in her heart for sending this child to her.

This is a child who is enough to inherit her mantle.

As a half-breed, Monica's life has come to an end, and her early years of fighting ...... The injury that almost cut her in half deprived her of the power she should have as a mother, so in Monica's heart, the students in the apprenticeship class were her children, she was the mentor, she was spreading knowledge, and Marin was the strongest seedling she had ever seen.

"Instructor Monica, you've been pampering Marin too much lately." Carmo had been complaining all the time, and of course Monica wouldn't be unaware of her thoughts, but she hadn't thought that people were different.

"Because he's so good, if you can learn sword dance, I'll love you too." Reaching out and nodding Carmo's forehead, which was looking up at her, Monica said with a smile.

"I'm just a halfling, Grand Instructor Monica, and I think you're embarrassing me!" The halfling girl crossed her hands on her hips and hummed angrily.

Monica smiled, of course she knew where her uneasiness came from, but she would keep an eye on the child for the rest of her life.

If he ends up in chaos.

She'll take it personally...... Kill him.

………………

Harvest sacrifice, the second day, before nightfall.

"Hey, is that helper you said really reliable?"

The young man sat together and whispered, and the gray-haired young man asked as he looked at Marin, who was sitting at another table and was eating breakfast.

"Seriously, I'm afraid I'll punch him to death."

The red-haired young man glanced at Marlin, who was roasting meat piece by piece.

"Pull it down, Lagher, my cousin at the Harvest Goddess Church said that they were swept away by this kid even in the sixth grade, and it wasn't until the eighth grade that a few people were able to get out of his hands, and you don't want to think about what grade you are." The chestnut-haired young man glared at the red-haired young man: "This exorcism mission is the last task of your apprenticeship exam, as long as you complete it, you will be able to obtain the recipe for Tier Nine from your God of War Church, I paid 1,000 yuan to invite him over." ”

"1000 bucks, Leon, are you crazy?!" The white-haired young man sitting there widened: "For 1,000 yuan, we can find a team of mercenaries!" ”

"Trust me, he's much more at stake than a team of mercenaries." The chestnut-haired Leon said.

“…… Well, this time I believe you, Leon. The red-haired young man was a little reluctant, but he still chose to believe in his good friend: "This time, in addition to the helper you hired, who else did we invite." ”

"I have a helper over there, it's my cousin from the Church of the God of Wisdom......" "Damn, you said last time that your cousin is seventeen years old this year, and the sage passes through the ladder nine audience, did you call him over to see how we died." The gray-haired young man rolled his eyes: "Richard, can you find a better one." ”

"Didn't I finish speaking! My cousin has found a good helper for us, one of his juniors, the Elven Immortal, recently studied human theology as an exchange student at the Church of the God of Wisdom, he is the seventh step of the Elven Sword Dancer lineage, and he is very powerful. The white-haired boy snorted, "That's a very powerful helper." ”

"Ladder Seven! How much did you spend! Leon's eyes widened: "Ladder Seven is not cheap, and it is also an elf!" ”

"No, my brother is chasing her, and she is said to be a very kind young lady." The white-haired boy said.

"I'm willing to bet your brother's opponent will be able to line up all the way from the church school to the front door of the Great Sanctuary of the God of War." After the red-haired young man finished speaking, he noticed that Marin had finished eating: "Speaking of which, Leon, this little helper of yours really oppresses sentient beings in terms of the amount of food." ”

“…… Didn't I, I told him to go to the ruined castle in the wilderness to do a dispersal, and that he might not be able to eat a hot meal for a day, and maybe starve......" At this point, Leon took the bill from the waiter: "Ten steaks!" Is he a monster?! ”

Marin ate a nine-point full, because he believed that whether it was being a person or eating, leaving a little room and a line of possibilities.

Lifting the belt of his trousers and patting his belly, which was completely undeformed, Marin followed the fourteen or fifteen-year-olds out of the dining room.

Speaking of which, this time he was able to connect with Logan's cousin, or it was Logan, this kid couldn't stand his cousin's pleading, and finally passed a word to him to Marin, saying that it was 200 yuan for him to be an assistant for a simple apprenticeship graduation task.

The mission was to investigate the ruined fort outside the city, which Marin had asked Colin, and it was about thirteen kilometers north of the city, on a hill near the avenue, where it had been dilapidated since the tide of death had been abandoned.

It's not that Fort Carter doesn't have the money to repair it, but in this day and age, the human nations prefer to rely on strong city defenses to keep the tide of death from the sweep, and that small castle was abandoned because it couldn't lay down too many troops.

And since the advent of gunpowder, the role of small castles has become more and more limited.

So, no one thought of repairing the ruined fort, and Fort Carter officially used it as a small haven for travelers.

It is because of the recent travelers who have traveled from the north to the south that the abandoned castle seems to have become darker, and more than once some travelers have said that they feel that there is something terrible, and their inspiration is too low to sense and witness the spirit formless spirit at all, so there will be this high-level apprentice to go to reconnoiter - generally speaking, the general spirit formless spirit is not the opponent of the church apprentice who has learned various exorcism techniques, so he will give the task to the apprentice, if it is a spirit like a barbarian giant, Naturally, it is not the responsibility of the apprentices.

Some are demon hunters who are proficient in tumbling to take the lives of their dogs.

Leon's team was very well prepared, and all of them had an anti-spirit breastplate - a kind of silver-oozing cuirass made by dwarven craftsmen, with two stamped plates as the main body, with leather belts on the shoulders and fixed on both sides of the waist, supplemented by the blessing inscriptions of each church, which can effectively resist the penetration of the spirits, and any spirit that wants to possess it will be bounced away at the first time.

Because it is a spirit body, heavy armor is not needed, so in addition to the breastplate, it is very ordinary light leather armor.

As a helper, Marin naturally needs to bring his own equipment, and Colin also equipped Marin with chest armor - although the Harvest Goddess Church is not one of the best churches, it is better than having a mass base, and most of the nobles and ordinary Arita commoners with manors and fields will believe in this goddess, and in order to protect the believers, there are all kinds of guys in the church warehouse.

So in addition to taking a piece of breastplate armor, Marin also received an ogre belt (which effectively increases strength) and a mace.

From the hammer head to the grip it was all metal, silver-oozing, and inscribed, and although it was not a strange thing, it was also hundreds of years old, and according to Colin, the spirits who died under the hammer were afraid that they could all the way from Fort Carter to the capital.

A short-barreled .38 revolver was a souvenir that Colin used back then, with 12 rounds of Holy Silver Salt and Silver Bullets of the same caliber, which were packed with a rapid loader and placed in an isolation pouch on his waist.

The UV flashlight is placed in a bag around your waist and can be placed in a fixed position on your right shoulder if necessary.

As the team's rented carriage appeared at the intersection, Marin grabbed the shotgun that was used as a cane by his arm, and then jumped into the carriage with Leon.

The white-haired boy looked at the young man driving the carriage with some puzzlement: "Cousin Leonida, what about the sword dancer you mentioned." ”

"Don't mention it, an elven messenger came to her just now, saying that the negotiator of the high elves in Fort Carter has something important looking for her." As the cousin of the white-haired boy, the young man rolled his eyes: "It's just me, but don't worry, although I am a sage path ladder nine audience, I will not watch you die, after all, joining the performance is also one of the rights of the audience." ”

"Then please." The red-haired young man said as he jumped on the driver's seat and sat down.

"The plan hasn't changed quickly, but I think it's still acceptable, after all, it's an elf, and it's impossible for her to refuse the invitation of her people for the sake of us humans, not to mention that it must be a very important thing." The gray-haired young man jumped on the back of the carriage, holding a long-barreled rifle.

"By the way, what's the situation with that kid?" With a flick of the reins, the white-haired boy's cousin asked his cousin in a low voice.

"Leon spent 1,000 yuan to find a helper from the Harvest Goddess Church, and I think he must have been miserable by his cousin." His cousin rolled his eyes.