[Comprehensive] Sweetheart's Fighter

The roar of the dragon was deafening, and the unfolded bone wings covered the sky and the sun.Everything in the world seems to be shrouded in gunpowder.

"Your Majesty, I will tear apart the encirclement, please leave as soon as possible." The only person who spoke was a humanoid creature, but apart from her exquisite face, this girl obviously couldn't be classified as a human being.Her arms, legs, and even her long hair shone with the cold light unique to weapons, and no one would question their sharpness.

After saying this, Jun Ren—the girl turned around and continued to plunge into the battle.Relying on her petite figure, she nimbly shuttles among the enemies, dodging aggressive speech spirits one after another.The king blade covered with blades can easily cut through the heart of the dragon family in the spine, and this heart will also abolish their ability to move. At this time, just add another knife to the second heart on the chest, and a dragon will die It's transparent.But after all, they are outnumbered, relying on Jun Ren's ability, they can barely open a hole in the encirclement.

Hei Wang exhaled a dragon's breath, and said in a low voice, "I know", and said to the left and right, "The rest will fully cooperate with the king's blade!" Then he raised the dragon's head, and let out an angry and unwilling cry, Fly away quickly along the gap torn open by the king's blade.

Opening her eyes again, Jun Ren's body had automatically dispelled the blade transformation of Yan Ling's "Jun Ren" body due to the previous coma. She slightly propped up her upper body, turned her head to look at the surrounding scene blankly, and then froze. Living.I... Isn't he dead?

I can still recall the previous battle when I close my eyes, it was a hearty but extremely tragic battle.The White King launched a war to overthrow the Black King's rule.Even though he was young, Jun Ren, who was the strongest under the Black King, naturally wanted to escort the Black King away with all his might.It's not that she is so loyal, it may be related to her speech spirit "King Blade". She enjoys the thrill of fighting, and she can die without regret if she dies in the battle.

However, when she woke up, what she saw was white clouds and blue sky, and the grass beneath her was soft and exuded a fragrance, which almost made her think that the desperate struggle before was just a dream.

Rubbing her forehead, she tried to recall the previous scene, it seems that there is a dragon clan with a space speech spirit tearing up the space, could it be that she was involved in it like this?Shaking her head, she stopped thinking about it.

This is a human market.This was what Jun Ren was thinking when he walked into the street.

This is a human world, and the dragons have disappeared.This is the conclusion she came to after wandering around the city for a year.

When she first entered the city, Jun Ren couldn't understand human language at all. Coupled with her torn clothes after the battle, she was once regarded as a little beggar, staying in the dirtiest corner of the city.But it was also a period of life here that allowed her to quickly integrate into human society.

A year later, she put on new clothes and left the city just like a normal human girl.

In the new city, she was taken back by a nun to the orphanage she opened.

The dean led Jun Ren to the crowd, motioned them to be quiet, and asked Jun Ren to introduce himself.Facing the wary gazes of the relatively precocious children in the orphanage, she skillfully put on a sweet smile: "I'm Mavis Thord," she pretended to be a little embarrassed and brushed her hair, revealing her tender white face. Neck - This can give a sense of vulnerability and put your guard down.Her face was tense but pretending to be calm, she seemed harmless, "Nice to meet you all." Sparse applause rang out from below, at least it wasn't unresponsive, it was barely a good start.

The children scattered in twos and threes, and Junblade—oh, maybe she should be called Mavis now, even if it was just a name she made up, walked to the window.It's sunny here, and it's relatively quiet, only a thin boy is drawing.So logically, she approached him.

The boy was very thin, and his complexion was morbidly pale. He probably had some congenital disease, and even his blond hair was a bit dull.However, he has a pair of beautiful blue eyes, and there is no trace of cowardice on his face, which makes Mavis appreciate him a little more, and he can't help but look at him twice, until the boy's ears turn red.

"Yes, what's the matter?" The boy tilted his head a little nervously, avoiding Mavis's overly straightforward gaze.

"You look good," this is the truth, although a little thinner, but the boy is indeed good-looking.Simply, Mavis bent his legs and sat opposite the boy, "What's your name?"

Steve, Steve Rogers," the boy scratched his head and gave a shy but bright smile.

Mevis nodded, "So, Steve, how old are you?" She always looked straight at people when she spoke, probably because of the natural aggression flowing in the dragon blood, but she is still a child now, so looking at it like this It looks kind of cute.

Steve also looked into her eyes following her example, "I'm fourteen, but I'm too thin and too short," he laughed at himself, and suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something, and opened his eyes slightly , "Uh, your eyes, are they golden?"

"You read it wrong." Mevis looked away a little annoyed. The golden dragon eyes that never go out of the Dragon Clan can't be covered up. It's better during the day, but at night, he can only close his eyes.She changed the subject nonchalantly. "Are you fond of drawing? Well, Steve, may I call you that?"

"Of course," Steve saw that Mavis didn't want to talk too much about her eyes, and changed the subject graciously, "I like to draw, but Bucky always says my paintings are abstract," he shrugged Shrugged, "Ah, by the way, Bucky is..."

He was interrupted by a vibrant voice, "Hey, Steve, I've only been away for a while, you're getting better at social skills!" It was a muscular boy with dark hair and gray-blue eyes.He hooked Steve's shoulders, smiling brightly, "James Barnes, everyone calls me Bucky, you're Mavis, right?"

Seeing Steve's helpless expression, Mavis smiled, "It's me. Steve was just mentioning you. Nice to meet you, Bucky." No wonder Steve was the only one in this position. There is such a bear kid sitting in the battle.He was absent just now, probably because he was called out by the nun to talk.

The three of them quickly became acquainted, and there was a faint tendency to develop into an iron triangle. The rest of the people saw that the newcomer Mavis was protected by Bucky, and they were less concerned about making trouble.But even if they come, it's hard to say who will be unlucky.As for the dean and the nuns in charge, they were also relieved to see that Meiweis had integrated into the group so quickly.