Chapter 5: The Demon Hunter (I)
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The short gray hair was tied up at random to the back of the head, the white blouse worn casually on the body did not fit, the overly wide collar exposed a lot of the girl's shoulders, and the tie on the chest could not protect the body intact.
Brown linen and leather sewn trousers show off the girl's long legs, and brown thick-soled high-heeled boots on her legs raise the girl's not tall body by a few points, making the girl's figure more slender.
The girl's thin waist was held tightly by a wide belt, and the belt was sewn from brown leather and adorned with a circle of blue hedrons.
The girl's slender hands wore brown leather gloves that provided limited protection for the sword-wielding hands.
Balian didn't like this set of clothes on his body, but this set of clothes was the most suitable clothes he could find, compared to the various women's clothes recommended by Sophie, this set of clothes can at least ensure his normal fight.
After the trial of grass, Balian has a stronger physique, although it is much smaller than the previous size, but the petite body contains more strength and has more lasting endurance.
It was only through his own experience that Balian believed that the legends of the demon hunters were not groundless. Now Balian thinks he can easily take down a few well-trained soldiers. Not to mention the demon hunters who drank all kinds of potions and smeared all kinds of sword oil.
Now Balian has been awake for two days, and in these two days, Balian has cherished every inch of time, devoting his limited time to infinite recovery training, and only by adapting to his new body as soon as possible can he ensure that he has enough self-protection ability when facing the demon hunter.
The iron sword, which was not of good quality, swung in his hand, turning the wood in front of him into scattered fragments, and the force exerted on the sword knocked the poor sawdust into the sky one by one.
The overly fancy swordsmanship became a skillful performance in Balian's hands, winning the applause of the orphans who watched around him.
Now Balian is just practicing his usual swordsmanship, although this kind of swordsmanship does not have any actual combat functions, but the overly fancy movements can train his control ability well.
What Balian lacks now is the ability to control this body, and the sooner he controls this body, the sooner he can settle accounts with that demon hunter.
"Sister Ciri is so powerful......"
The familiar voice of the orphan reached Balian's ears, and the new name in the orphan's mouth made Balian feel a stomachache.
Sophie forcibly gave Balian such a new name on the grounds that her body had been altered. The reason is strong, because Balian is now "dead", but twenty years of habits do not mean that they will change.
"Sister Ciri, will she be able to perform again?" the messy orphan surrounded Ciri in the middle, and the babbling voice gave the newcomer a headache.
Now the girl who has become Ciri struggles to blast away this group of children who are disturbing her training, every minute should not be wasted, every second needs to be cherished, and he does not know when the demon hunter who stays in the town will embark on his journey.
The notched iron sword in her hand was raised again, and Ciri, whose body had been strengthened, felt that the iron sword in her hand was like a wooden toy sword for children.
Looking at the various small gaps in the iron sword, Ciri also remembered the steel longsword he had taken out of the Knights, but this steel longsword of very good quality had fallen into the hands of an unknown demon hunter.
Before the figure of "!!! Ciri appeared" in sight, the excited voice came to Ciri's ears.
Ciri, who was still about to train, stopped her movements, wondering why this undisciplined nun was so out of shape. Undisciplined nuns maintain the mystery and majesty that a nun should have in front of children and outsiders, but now this mystery and majesty are gone.
The nun galloping on a horse resembled a rampant in the previous life, the galloping horses kicked up a lot of dust, and the nun's black and white robes were also hunting in the friction of the air.
"Calm down, pay attention to your image!" Ciri quickly pulled the nun who passed by him off the horse, while ensuring that the other party landed safely.
I don't know why this very capable nun is so out of shape, what is going on?
When this nun was left behind, Ciri found out that the other party was still carrying a steel long sword, whether it was a nun or a sorceress, it was a very disobedient thing to carry a long sword on her back.
"I'm sorry to ......" Sophie, who had calmed down, hurriedly sorted out her messy clothes, and the panicked girl only knew to maintain her demeanor at this time.
"What's going on?" Ciri, who frowned, looked at this nun who was concentrating on tidying up her clothes, Ciri had never seen the other party so flustered, and she didn't know what was going on.
"Something is wrong!" Before the clothes were finished, the nun immediately stopped what she was doing, and Sophie still knew which was more important, the neatness of the clothes or the big things she knew.
"This is the steel sword I made for you, and I don't think it's much different from your original one. The nun who was still disheveled first put the long sword she was carrying in Ciri's hand, and when the sword was taken down, the nun had the appearance of a nun.
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The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and Ciri was not satisfied with this long sword, but it would be a very strange thing if the remote town made its own original longsword for the Knights.
Although the steel longsword is not of good quality, it also meets Ciri's requirements.
"And now the demon hunter has left. The nun's hand was on Ciri's shoulder, and the nun gasped slightly as if she had done her best to convey the news.
"Do you know the information and whereabouts?" Ciri became very nervous when she heard the news, and now she finally understood why the other party was in such a hurry.
Now that he's missing the opportunity to clean up the other party, Ciri doesn't know when he'll be able to meet the other party, and he doesn't know when he'll be able to get his pocket watch and gear back.
"To the east, I heard a message...... "The panting nun is now exhausted, and the sensible Ciri also helps to help the nun to the side, so that the other can breathe before describing the current situation."
The jug that was placed on the ground was handed to the nun, and the nun, who did not think twice, took the jug and poured it down her throat, and no traveler in the desert was as hungry as she was.
"Ha~ came back to life. The black and white nun dress on her body became a tool for the other party to wipe her mouth.
"Say it!" The long sword in his hand was pulled out by Ciri and carefully observed, this steel sword of not good quality is Ciri's next life guarantee, if you are not familiar with this long sword, then it is easy to bury your life on the battlefield.
"Those brainless kings are finally out of fighting, because several kings have been killed by unknown men, and I heard that the demon hunters did it......" Now the nun was finally able to describe everything she had heard fluently, but she had not recovered from her exhaustion with a slight gasp.
"So what exactly does it have to do with that demon hunter?" The war between kingdoms didn't get any attention from Ciri, who now had the main task of reclaiming everything from the demon hunters.
The relieved nun continued to pour water into her mouth, and the spilled liquid soaked the nun's robes on the other side.
"The war is over, that means cleaning up the battlefield, but so many corpses on the battlefield will inevitably attract a lot of ghouls, and now those lords are recruiting a large number of demon hunters to clean up the ghouls on the battlefield, so I guess this one demon hunter must accept this kind of work. Sophie, who had poured two mouthfuls of water, finally stopped panting frequently, and described her thoughts very clearly in a slow voice.
"And the closest battlefield to us is to the east, so I guess the other side will definitely go to the east. The kettle in her hand was thrown back to Ciri, and the young nun cared nothing about the etiquette of being a nun.
"That demon hunter is a very strong bald head, be careful not to be killed by the other party......" The nun waving her hand casually seemed to urge the gray-haired girl to get on the road early and not to lose it.
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