"..."
When Annie asked her, the one-eyed Claymore didn't answer right away.
She merely stood there, covered in wounds and blood, gripping the greatsword in her hand as she studied Annie with a complicated, strange look. Who knew what she was thinking?
But then again, it made sense!
She'd just spent ages fighting that Awakened Being, Agatha the Bloody. She'd tried countless methods to find her opponent's weakness, but to no avail. All she could do was fight a futile war of attrition, and she'd been on the verge of losing. Yet this little girl before her, who looked completely ordinary and had no hint of yoki about her, had helped her kill that powerful, troublesome enemy with just a few simple words. It was only natural that she'd find the whole thing hard to understand.
In any case!
She certainly didn't believe the little girl sitting in front of her was ordinary anymore. An ordinary person wouldn't remain so calm and sit there at ease in a situation like this. And there was no way an ordinary person could casually point out Agatha's weakness with a few words!
But Annie had no trace of yoki, so she certainly wasn't a monster. At the same time, she wasn't an ordinary person, nor was she a Claymore like the woman herself. She had no idea what Annie could be.
"..."
So at that moment, all she could do was stare at Annie with a strange expression and a complicated, wary gaze. For the time being, she had no idea what else to do.
"??"
Since the other woman wasn't speaking, Annie didn't speak either. The two of them simply stared at each other, wide-eyed.
"!!"
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"Oh! I've got a fish?!"
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But before Annie could keep staring at her, the