Clare

Accompanied by the setting sun, Clare walked alone into an ordinary small village.

She looked at the looks of curiosity, fear, or disgust from the people around her, but there was no expression on her face.

Because since receiving the seal and becoming the lowest-ranked Warrior, we have seen too many similar situations and have long since become accustomed and numb.

After all, in the perception of most civilians, Claymore is the half-human and half-demon Warrior, who can distinguish Yoma hidden in the crowd.

Coupled with the iconic silver pupils, many people feel that Claymore is closer to Yoma than to humans.

Therefore, few civilians will show a friendly attitude towards Claymore.

Just the opposite!

When Yoma hidden in the crowd is eliminated, most villages and towns will ask it to leave immediately.

Although this kind of killing of donkeys sounds very shameful, Clare does not blame these ignorant and ignorant ordinary people.

After all, she voluntarily chose to join the organization in order to use the organization's intelligence network to search for traces of Priscilla, and then kill the bastard to avenge Teresa.

As for killing Yoma, it is just a simple job, without even the slightest emotion.

Soon, Clare came to the home of the mayor who issued the commission, got a rough understanding of the situation, and told him that there was no need to give the reward to him, and that he could just give it to Abyssal One after he successfully killed Yoma.

In this way, she began to wander back and forth along the streets of the town until it was almost dark, then she found a place to sit against the wall and closed her eyes to rest.

Living in the open air is something that every Claymore Warrior must get used to, and no one is exempt.

What's more, Clare had been traveling for several days before arriving in this town.

The whole person's physical and mental state were quite poor.

But not long after she closed her eyes, a local boy suddenly sneaked up to her.

Out of his subconscious first reaction when he sensed the abnormality, Clare directly drew his sword and slashed at it.

Only when he was halfway through the attack did he realize that he was just an ordinary child. He immediately relied on his strong physical fitness and arm strength to stop the high-speed sword in mid-air at the last moment.

moment!

Claymore The strong airflow caused by waving and the strong stimulation caused by facing death made the teenage boy freeze in place, his pupils constantly dilating, contracting, and then dilating again.

His forehead and back were soaked with sweat within a few seconds, his legs were shaking uncontrollably, and he probably almost peed his pants.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"

Accompanied by screams, the young man collapsed on the ground with a plop, breathing heavily.

Because in less than a second, he once thought that he was absolutely dead.

Especially at that moment, the momentum released by Clare was as suffocating as if Mount Tai was overwhelming.

But after about a few seconds, the young man slowly came back to his senses and complained with a lingering fear on his face, "What are you doing! I just want to get closer and see you."

"..."

Clare completely ignored the other party's intention, just took back the sword, and continued to maintain the appearance of silence being golden.

But the young man refused to give up and asked with his big curious eyes, "You are Claymore, right?"

"No! Our organization has no name. Whether it's Claymore or silver-eyed witch, it's just you who call it that without permission." Clare closed his eyes and explained in a tone without any emotion.

"I see! But I didn't expect that you look just like an ordinary sister. I thought you would be a scary guy like a monster." The young man said to himself with a smile.

He was obviously an optimist and didn't mind at all that he was almost killed by a sword just now. He was also full of curiosity about Claymore who could identify and kill Yoma.

This attitude surprised Clare, and he asked casually, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Why? You are no different from us." The young man asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Hearing this sentence, Clare's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise that was not easily noticed.

There is no doubt that she saw a shadow of herself in this unknown boy.

Just like that, the two started chatting without saying a word.

Through conversation, Clare learned that the name of this optimistic-looking young man was Laki, and he had just witnessed the tragic situation of his relatives being eaten by Yoma.

The most important thing is that she smelled the unique smell of Yoma from the other party.

And this familiar smell once left an indelible scar in Clare's childhood memory.

No doubt about it!

Yoma is beside Laki.

He might even pretend to be his relatives or friends, and enjoy this twisted and sick pleasure through deception.

For a moment, Clare even had the illusion that he was Teresa, and that the other party was his younger self.

When she came back to her senses, the young man had turned around and left, leaving her alone and sitting on the ground against the wall.

"What's wrong with me..." Clare muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

You must know that the moment she asked to join the organization, she had already made up her mind to spend the rest of her life avenging Teresa, and had no other desires besides that.

But just now, this unswerving determination actually weakened.

Just when Clare was feeling confused about his mental state, he suddenly discovered that a figure had appeared in front of him, and it seemed that he had been standing there for some time.

"Who!"

She stood up suddenly from the ground, her eyes full of vigilance.

After all, except for weirdos like Laki, normal people would not approach Claymore casually.

"Long time no see, little rabbit. I never thought that after ten years, you would become a tall and graceful girl."

Accompanied by a familiar voice, Allen walked out of the darkness, and his eyes were so bold that he started from the legs and slowly moved upwards, admiring the graceful curves presented by the white tights, and finally stopped at the face.

"Is it you?!!"

After seeing his true face clearly, Clare's silver pupils instantly turned into gold. Without saying a word, Claymore rushed forward and launched an attack.

She had no intention of holding back at all, and used more than 40% of her demonic power in each strike, both on her arm and sword Entangle Life Energy.

boom!!!!!!!

With just one strike of the sword, the two- to three-meter-high wall of the town shattered and collapsed on the spot, making a deafening sound and vibration.

But unfortunately, no matter how hard Clare tried, the sword in his hand could never hurt the opponent at all.

Not to mention being injured, Allen could easily suppress the astonishingly powerful Claymore with just one finger.

In the end, even Clare himself was pinned against the wall with his backhand, unable to move in a rather shameful posture.

"Calm down, don't be so excited. I'm not your enemy." Allen whispered into Clare's ear.

He also didn't expect that this little guy who originally only followed behind Teresa would grow up to be so irritable that he wanted to hack him to death as soon as they met.

And he didn't remember anything he had done to be sorry for "Rabbit".

"Let me go!"

Clare The veins all over his body popped out, and his muscles began to deform under the influence of the release of demonic power.

As for Life Energy, who is easily disturbed by emotions, it keeps erupting like a volcano.

It could be seen that she was so excited at the moment that she could not control her behavior at all.

In desperation, Allen had no choice but to suppress all the rampaging demon power and Life Energy first, then let go and pushed Clare to the ground, and asked with interest, "Why are you so excited? Does my appearance remind you of Teresa's death? Or are you hating me for not taking you away in the first place?"

"No! I just want to try to see if I am qualified to avenge Teresa."

Clare picked up Claymore that fell on the ground. He seemed to have collapsed and collapsed on the ground with a plop.

"Revenge? You should know that Teresa does not want you to embark on the road of revenge. Because gambling on revenge in life, no matter whether it succeeds or not, usually does not have any good results. In the end, apart from pain and emptiness, few Avengers can get the relief they want." Allen preached casually.

He could feel that although the ten years had changed a lot in this girl with a temper even more stubborn than a donkey, the kindness and innocence in her heart had been perfectly preserved.

Obviously, Clare was not swallowed by the darkness of the organization.

On the contrary, she just used her indifference to hide her true side.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in listening to your long speech. This is my own life and my own choice." Clare responded with an almost angry attitude.

"It's like when you chose to die of exhaustion, hunger, and thirst on the road instead of following Teresa?" Allen asked with a half-smile.

"Ah! Because Teresa once lived for me, and I will live for her now."

While saying this, Clare subconsciously touched his lower abdomen.

That is the place where Teresa's flesh and blood is transplanted, and it is also the source of strength.

Almost every time Clare used demonic power to fight, he would imagine that Teresa lent her power to herself. She did not die, but just found another way to live with him.

Allen noticed this keenly, stepped forward, knelt down and stared into the other person's silver eyes, and said in a slightly emotional tone, "Ten years have passed, and you still can't forget Teresa, right? Or to put it another way, you have been living in the shadow of the moment she died since that day. It's really pitiful. If Teresa knew about this situation, he would definitely be very sad and sad."

"Shut up! You have no right to talk about Teresa in front of me!" Clare suddenly raised his head, his face full of unwillingness and anger.

In the dead of night, she thought more than once that if the man in front of her had not left or come back earlier, then Teresa might be able to survive.

It's a pity that there is no if in this world.

"I understand. You are resenting me, angry at me, and feel that everything is my fault. It doesn't matter, this is your right and freedom, and I respect it. Just like I didn't stop you from joining the organization and becoming a Claymore. If one day you find that the organization is not as good as you imagined, or you sense danger, you can always ask me for help. For the sake of Teresa, I will ensure your safety."

After saying this, Allen reached out and touched Clare's head like he did when he was a child, then quickly turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

"Damn it! Why did he appear again after ten years?"

Clare His hands were tightly clenched into fists, and his nails even dug into his flesh without even noticing the bleeding.

For Allen, her only impression was that he was Teresa's "friend" and that he always had money to spend.

Apart from this, she knows nothing about Allen's origin, age, personality, or purpose.

Abyssal One Lulu "accidentally" revealed that Allen is the lord of Western Lands and has a certain cooperative relationship with the organization.

Just when Clare was uneasy because of the sudden appearance of Allen, he suddenly heard a piercing scream coming from the town shrouded in darkness.

"Ahhhh!!!!!!!!!"

Not good!

It's Laki!

Clare instantly realized that this was Yoma who was disguised as a human and finally couldn't help but take action. Without thinking too much, he grabbed the sword and rushed towards the scene of the incident.

With her excellent perception and the extra acceleration brought by Life Energy, it only took her a few seconds to confirm her position, raised her sword and pierced the roof, cutting off the arm of Yoma who was about to have a gut-wrenching meal.

puff!

moment!

Dazzling blood splattered everywhere!

Laki, who successfully escaped, hurriedly backed away and sat down in the corner with a plop, breathing heavily.

Interestingly, as an ordinary teenage boy, he was not frightened by the bloody scene in front of him.

Seeing that the hostages were safe and sound, Clare breathed a sigh of relief.

"Phew - I finally caught up. Hey, are you okay?"

"No... it's okay!"

Laki, who was surviving the disaster, quickly responded loudly.

"Great! Then I can finish my work with peace of mind."

Saying that, Clare didn't even look back, and cut the injured Yoma in half with a backhand sword.

Since she learned the basic use of Life Energy, her strength is much stronger than when she first appeared in the original plot.

Unless you encounter Awakened Beings who has also learned Life Energy, ordinary Yoma, no matter how many there are, cannot pose any threat to Claymore, even the last-ranked Warrior.

The top management of the organization was also surprised to find that after popularizing Life Energy, the probability of Warrior easily awakening and going berserk in fierce battles was greatly reduced.

In other words, the controllable weapon they dream of is only one step away from successful mass production...