Pirates: Kuina's New Life

After leaving the range of Beast Ridge, it was almost evening.

Turning around the top of the mountain in front of me, in the darkened world, some lights were particularly obvious.

"Sister Guina, there is a temporary transfer station in the mountains ahead. We can rest there tonight."

Lance pointed to the camp faintly exposed in the light and introduced.

"Well, let's get there quickly. We've been traveling all day and have a good rest tonight."

Not long after, a group of people arrived at the camp.

The camp is very simple, just a place enclosed by a simple animal pen.

The light they saw just now was the light on the watchtower, and someone was guarding it.

There were wooden stakes behind the wooden fence, and several people gathered there drinking wine using it as a table.

Seeing Guina and the others coming over, a drunk guy stood up and wanted to go over, but was pulled down by a man with a huge beard on the side.

"Hey, you're crazy. This is the door near Beast Ridge."

Although he said that, his eyes stayed on Lance's orange hair for a while, and then looked at Lance's face.

When the man heard the words "Beast Beast Ridge", he became more awake and thought to himself that it was bad luck.

He picked up the remaining half bottle of wine and drank it down, sloshing around, and fell down drunk.

Guina heard the sound here, took a look, and was pulled inside by Lance.

“Sister, don’t worry about them, just take care of yourself in the camp.

This transfer station accepts people who have stayed overnight. We came from Beast Ridge and did not need to pay for the stay. "

Lance pulled Guina towards the camp and at the same time opened his mouth to answer Guina's doubts.

The camp was fairly clean, at least all the fallen leaves and other flammable materials on the ground were removed.

Lance had to take care of the food. Kuina found a nearby tree trunk and tied the rope net up.

Today's experience was very novel for her. It was the first time she traveled a long distance into the mountains, the first time she saw a strange place like Beast Ridge, and the strange campsite during the journey.

Kuina lay on the rope net, thinking about the novel things she might encounter when she goes to the sea in the future.

When he came back to his senses, Lance had already prepared the food over there.

After dinner, Lance left the people who took turns keeping watch and went to rest.

Guina was not very tired at all. She lay on the rope net and gestured with the sword moves she had used against the wild beasts during the day.

Although she felt that her coping method today was okay, and she was able to apply what she learned to the battle.

But it is inevitable that in order to exert higher attack power, the blade must actually contact the enemy's body.

She felt that this was not good and too dangerous.

There is a sentence in her memory that she likes very much.

'The sword energy stretches across thirty thousand miles, and the light of one sword chills nineteen states. '

The sword was like this, and she thought it was the same with the sword.

So far, she has not found a way to restore her body, let alone a practice method to create that kind of body.

This means that her physical strength will not increase significantly, so her body will be her weakness for a long time.

In this case, competing with others is obviously not a wise choice.

If it can be solved at a distance, of course it is best to solve it at a distance.

In Guina's opinion, the power of sword energy was greater than that of slashing directly with a sword.

The reason why people in her world like close combat is not only strong and domineering, but also because the power of slashes is not as powerful as close attacks.

After all, why do you have to run over and fight for your life if you can solve the problem standing up with a single blow?

But how to generate sword energy is another question.

Guina thought about it, felt a little tired, and fell asleep.

the other end.

"Hey, boss, the third prince arrived at the camp today. Do you need us to follow him?"

"Why should we follow? That's a matter between Belan and Weisz. Let's not get involved."

"Okay boss, but I have some special news."

"Huh?" The man on the phone made a curious voice.

"Guess what, the third prince came from Beast Ridge today, and he arrived at the camp after it got completely dark."

"This is strange. That Lance always used the ordinary entrance. Is there anyone special in his team?"

"I really made you guess, boss. There is a white-haired girl in his team. Don't tell me, she looks pretty good. The third prince seems to be headed by that girl."

“Interesting, really interesting.

Okay, Mao Duo, just stay at the camp and leave this matter alone.

It's New Year's Day in a few days. You can come back early and I'll allow you to go to Randy for two days. "

"Thank you boss, thank you boss."

The phone worm hung up and the man stepped out of the shadows.

In the figure illuminated by the moonlight, you can see that the man has a huge beard.

All night.

In the early morning, the group hit the road again.

Leaving behind those fellow travelers, they had already walked out of the forest by the time it was close to sunset again.

“Sister Guina, the closest place to here is Kulin Village, we can settle there first.

When we get there, we can go to the hotel there to have a rest. I know Darren, the defense captain there. We can go to the defense station to rest at night.

When it gets bright tomorrow, sister, wherever you want to go, I can ask Darren to help you arrange a guide. "

Lance followed Kuina and introduced.

"No, I'll leave after I get to Kulin Village and take a short rest."

Guina sensed it and followed the suggestion of the embryonic prototype of the soul blade of destiny.

Lance glanced at Kuina and swallowed his words of persuasion.

"That's fine. Sister Kuina, if anything happens, you can go to the capital to find me."

Kulin Village.

Lance took the lead and pushed open the door of the tavern, shouting.

"Fu Lin, prepare food, I'm going to starve to death~"

The busy figure in front of the bar was stunned for a moment and looked towards the door of the pub.

When he saw Lance, there was uncontrollable joy on his face.

Flynn put down the cup she was wiping and ran over to hug Lance.

"You're back."

"How about it, I'm back, are you happy?

Let me introduce to you, this is the eldest sister of the dojo, Kuina, and the senior brother of the dojo. "

Lance introduced Flynn, hiding Kuina's identity as Koushiro's daughter.

Flynn looked at Lance and then at the tiny Kuina, her eyes widened.

"Fu Lin, just call me Guina." Guina smiled at Fulin.

Because of Lance, Guina had no plans to change her seniority.

"Well, hello Kuina, I'm Fulin."

After saying hello, Fulin pulled Guina to sit down inside, while she ran to get busy.

Guina looked at Fulin's busy figure, and then looked at Lance.

It has to be said that Fulin is very beautiful, both in face and figure. Judging from the thinking of the male time traveler in her memory, Fulin is at least [-] or above.

The relationship between the two seems to be very good, and it must have been a long time.

She thought wrong about Lance before, and she didn't expect to see the story of the prince and Cinderella.

Guina was sitting in the tavern, drinking the juice that Fulin had sent before, feeling very comfortable.

There are still some people in the tavern, chatting at the moment.

"This is probably the third one in the village recently."

"Yes, three people have disappeared. They disappeared inexplicably and there is no news."

"But our Kulin Village is already very good. Lord Darren is here. Like other villages, I don't know how many people are missing."

The two were chatting there, and the topic caught Guina's attention.

To be more precise, it caused fluctuations in the embryonic form of the Soul Blade of Destiny.

Could it be that she was asked to find the reason for the disappearance?

Another guidance came from the bottom of her heart, and Guina looked towards the door of the tavern.

The door of the tavern was pushed open, and a dozen men with ferocious faces walked in one after another.

They had guns in their hands and pointed them at them as soon as they came in.

The leader was a man with a turban and bare chest hair, dressed in earthy gold, twirling a gun in his hand, looking at Lance with a smile on his face.

"My Prince, are you going to follow me just like this, or are you going to wait until I make a few holes in your body?"