Assassination career from full level

Claire felt that she was the poorest cat in the world.

Could there be a more unlucky cat than her?A weak, poor and helpless orc who has not yet obtained a hunter's license, has only been a bounty hunter for half a year, and two-thirds of the time is spent in fear of stealing Drizzt's hat on a whim , finally sacrificed her furry ears in exchange for her life, and was dragged to this icy and snowy place to die—yes, to die, you must know that her bounty hunter ranking is below one hundred, And here, the lowest is the eleventh place. Although there is a blond beauty who is not a bounty hunter and has no ranking, she seems to be untouchable. Creator, Claire feels that she is a poor little girl. The cat is the mascot of the team.

Among them, the only one who seemed to be at the same level as him was Cecil.

"Cecile."

Claire poked her head out of the blanket she was wrapped in. At this moment, a group of them lived in a two-story private house. This family seemed to be quite rich, and they should be the first ones to leave after the Filth captured Alderland. Granted, a lot of things didn’t have time to pack up and take them away, so they were all cheap. Claire slept in the living room, because she liked the rabbit fur carpet and the warm fireplace flames in the living room. It was already late at night, although it was a little dark around, but Claire After all, it is a cat, and soon caught the figure of Cecil not far away. Cecil was lying on a wooden desk by the window, with a book under her arm. Because there was no kerosene, Cecil Er himself put on a perpetual light to illuminate, but at this time she fell asleep, and the perpetual light without the support of magic power naturally went out.

"Ah," Cecil sat up straight when he heard Claire's voice. After realizing that he had fallen asleep, Cecil sighed. With the movement of her fingers, the perpetual light lit up again. She rubbed her eyes and looked at Claire: "What's the matter? Claire? Has the flame in the fireplace weakened?"

"No, this is just right. If it is too busy, it will damage the fur." ​​Claire's tail stretched out from under the blanket, shaking from side to side, Cecil looked at her tail, smiled wryly, and got along with this cat A few days later, Cecil almost understood Cecil's body language. I have to say that cats' body language is much easier to understand than humans. For example, when Claire's tail is raised and shaken like this, it means that she is talking about something right now. curious.

"What's wrong?" Cecil asked.

"What is Cecil reading?"

"Well, this one..." Cecil showed a somewhat embarrassed expression, because what she was reading was a magic book, and the orcs, to be honest, their tolerance for magic is worse than the people of Kievan Rus, the people of Kievan Rus At any rate, I have seen pigs running, and know some classifications and effects of magic, but their extremely martial culture prevents them from further research on this, but the orcs really don’t know anything, and half of the history of the orcs has been enslaved In history, learning magic was the privilege of the nobles at that time. Only families like Engel had the right to touch magic. Orcs who were slaves naturally had no chance, and they spent more than 100 years after migrating to the Vasari Desert. Come to reclaim the land, adapt to life, build themselves, develop the village, and then gradually eliminate the direct hatred with humans, and slowly open themselves—in other words, they perfectly missed the period when humans recently opened up and popularized magic.

Just when Cecil was thinking about where to start, Claire interrupted Cecil's thoughts: "Forget it, you don't have to force it, I'm not really interested in the magic books you read, I just I'm bored and want to chat with you."

"Chat?" Cecil was stunned for a moment: "What are we going to talk about?"

"Cecil, why do you want to participate in this mission? Were you also forced to come here?" Claire asked the question she had already thought about, because Cecil is also a low-ranking bounty hunter, logically speaking will not participate in this task.

"This..." Cecil blinked and said suddenly, "If you ask me to touch your ears, I'll answer you."

Claire flattened her mouth: "Hmph, why are you humans like this, okay, I'll let you touch it."

Cecil smiled, walked up to Claire and knelt down, Claire rested her head on Cecil's lap, Cecil stretched out her hand, with a sense of piousness, and slowly touched the tips of Claire's ears with both hands, Claire felt itchy, and her ears trembled unconsciously. Cecil was amused by Claire's cute reaction, and then began to trace Claire's auricle with her fingers.

"How should I put it... I don't have any particular reason to join this mission, I just want to follow my sister—that's Katerina—she's a handsome girl, right? Confident and strong, I want to change Like her, when I was young, I was like this person, when I saw my sister, I thought she was exactly the same as I dreamed, and then I fell in love with her, I decided no matter what, I will go with my sister."

"She doesn't think you are a burden? Obviously your ranking is similar to mine." Claire wagged her tail.

"You will be beaten sooner or later for talking like that," Cecil curled his lips, pinched the tip of Claire's ear with a little force, and Claire let out a slightly miserable meow: "But... you are right, I really It's a burden, and following my sister is just a nuisance to her, I can't fight, and I can't help you with cooking, but I just want to follow my sister."

"Because she can protect you?"

"That's not... You may not believe it, but I always feel that I can't leave her. If I leave her, she will become like that, that kind of appearance, which always makes people feel that it is not surprising that she dies at any time , as if they are not even sure of their existence.”

"Really? I think she is just a proud young lady."

"She's in a much better condition now than when I saw her..."

"But this task is not a simple joke." Claire fixed her eyes on Cecil, changed the cat's characteristic laziness just now, and said seriously: "You should also know what we are facing Such a person, that Ingram, can single-handedly destroy the entire Marklia and tear open the door of death. Even a race with no information like our orcs knows the name of their Engel family. It doesn’t sound good, I wouldn’t be surprised that all of our group died at the hands of Ingram, not to mention that we are the two weakest in the team, in other words, we are the first and most likely to die Man... even so, do you still think so? Still going?"

"Well, I'm going," Cecil said with a smile, "I'm going to accompany Katerina."

Claire wagged her tail and stared fixedly at the girl who was smiling gently. Although she threatened her with such words, she didn't seem to be shaken. Claire didn't understand why there are people who are not afraid of death. Reflected, her features reminded Clare of her own mother, also a cat, who used to tell her stories in a soft voice by the fire, and then scratched her ears—though she was long dead up.

Claire suddenly wanted to cry, but she was an adult cat after all, and she would be despised if she did so, so she shrank into Cecil's arms and buried her head on Cecil's soft belly .

"Stupid human beings." Claire rubbed against each other and snorted.

"You say that... it seems true..." Cecil sighed.

So when Katerina went downstairs the next day, she saw this scene. Her little follower and a cat hugged each other and slept in a blanket. The fire in the stove had been extinguished. Claire seemed to feel that It was a little cold, so the cat shrank into Cecil's arms, and Cecil unconsciously hugged Claire's body tightly and patted Claire's head.

Katerina only felt an unknown fire in her body. Yesterday, her little follower swears on his face that he will make up for space magic before starting the mission, so he let her leave her room and study in the living room. Also wondering why Cecil didn't come back to sleep all night, only to find out that her little follower was hanging out with the cat.

That's obviously mine!The only thing I currently own!

In fact, Katerina really wants to teach her space magic, but unfortunately, Katerina is not as good at space magic as her grandfather, but is better at thunder and wind, fire and light are also good ——Well, in fact, in any kind of magic, Katerina is better than the space department. If it is not required to be a high-ranking mage who requires all elemental magic to be proficient, Katerina will never touch space. Magic.

"Good morning, Miss Salam, have you seen my hat?"

Hearing this voice, Katerina knew that it was Drizzt who came down from the stairs, she turned her head angrily, and glared at Drizzt: "You should really take care of your cat."

Drizzt found his pilled woolen octagonal hat that was tossed by Claire's cat's paws from the sofa on one side, and glanced at the person and cat rolled into a ball on the rabbit fur carpet, showing a knowing look. Smile: "You don't understand, Miss Salam, no one can control the cat, let alone hide the cat's furry ears and tail, and prevent others from touching her soft pink meat pads, that's really Is the greatest evil, good things should be shared."

"You perverted plush fan." Katerina cursed secretly, and went to wake Cecil up.

"Good morning, everyone," said the indigo illusionist Isis, who appeared in the upstairs corridor this time, leaning on the railing and overlooking the first floor: "You really got up early, didn't the Nimitz people tell the time?" Isn't it the custom to get up before three cries?"

"Didn't Gretel wake up yet? His face looked really bad yesterday." Drizzt replied casually.

"Ah, shut up," said Hebrew who came out from behind Isis this time—the two of them were assigned to the same room—the mysterious warrior in silver armor and indistinguishable from male and female said in his tone With violent emotions: "I want to object to Nimitz and Kievan Rus sleeping in the same room, that's right, Hansel and Gretel. Gretel was woken up by Hansel at [-] o'clock in the morning this morning. Yeah, when they were having breakfast, Gretel looked like he had too much sex last night and didn't wake up, it was so fucking imaginative, and I didn't sleep well when I went back to the cage."

Isis made a gesture, trying to stop Isis's agitated emotions and irrelevant associations: "Okay, I know you're good at it, but please restrain yourself, at least don't swear... To be honest, I doubt you Can you really sleep? You didn't take off your armor last night, I thought I could finally see your face."

"I'm used to sleeping in armor. Besides, you don't want to see my face, ma'am." Hebrew made a gesture of spreading his hands, and then Shi Shi suddenly went downstairs.

"Speaking of which," Katerina suddenly remembered something, and asked, "If Hansel and Gretel got up at five o'clock, where are they now?"

"Yardran," Heber said, "I heard that they seem to say that they want to go to the vicinity of Yardran first."