"Is your name Kunie? What a beautiful name."
Inside a Western-style tavern,
The noisy sounds and the smoky environment made Butterfly Shinobu very uncomfortable.
However,
members of the Demon Slayer Corps had also undergone disguise training, so while she disliked it, she wouldn't show it.
Sitting across from Butterfly Shinobu was a tall, blonde beauty.
Her delicate features and short hair were complemented by a white bodysuit that highlighted her shapely figure.
Her shoulders, hips, and other areas requiring combat protection were covered by cold steel armor.
She exuded a heroic and valiant aura.
Hearing Butterfly Shinobu's compliment, Kunie paused slightly, changing the words on the tip of her tongue to just two.
"Thank you."
The gentle tone of the other party and her gaze, so different from everyone on Claymore Island, brought back long-forgotten memories.
On Claymore Island,
swordsmen like them, trained by the Organization and whose bodies were fused with the flesh and blood of demons to become half-demons,
were not only regarded as tools by the Organization and enemies by demons, but also feared by the very civilians they protected.
It was rare for someone to offer a compliment.
"Are all the demon hunters on your Demon Slayer Continent like you?"
Kunie voiced the doubt in her heart.
Although it might be a bit impolite,
she was currently under orders from the Organization. The Claymore leader and the Demon Slayer Corps' head had arranged an exchange, sending envoys to understand each other.
Both sides were organizations dedicated to hunting demons,
and after their two worlds collided, they tacitly agreed to share their experiences in hunting demons and Oni under the guise of an exchange.
Instead of immediately clashing.
Because neither of their worlds was as peaceful as imagined, both faced enormous, undeniable threats.
If possible,
forming a collaboration was the best choice; at the very least, they could temporarily ensure the other side didn't cause trouble.
"How rude of you, Ms. Gunya."
Butterfly Shinobu wasn't angry at all.
Instead, she playfully teased the tall Claymore across from her, who clearly had little contact with people.
She explained, "On our continent, members of the Demon Slayer Corps cultivate an ability called Breathing Techniques, which allows ordinary people to unleash great power and contend with Oni."
There was no need to hide the Demon Slayer Corps' Breathing Techniques.
Or rather,
Yashiki Kagaya had never intended to hide any ability related to hunting Oni from the very beginning.
If the other party was willing, they could take it all.
The Demon Slayer Corps, having fought Oni for a thousand years, clearly understood humanity's fragility and powerlessness before Xenomorph. Compared to a miserly attitude,
the head of the Demon Slayer Corps wanted nothing more than a world free of creatures that harmed humans.
"In return, Ms. Gunya, you should also tell me how your world fights against demons, shouldn't you?"
Butterfly Shinobu's gentle voice carried, asking about Claymore Island's ability to fight demons.
She not only wanted to know if the Claymore's abilities had any weaknesses against the Oni of the Demon Slayer Continent,
but also worried about those demons with special disguise abilities. If they were to spread to the Demon Slayer World,
Demon Slayer Corps members would at least have a way to deal with them.
Looking at the petite but gentle Butterfly Shinobu, who was like an older sister,
Kunie was about to speak when the tavern suddenly became chaotic.
A bearded bartender, covered in blood, ran out from the back, shouting in a panic, "There's a demon! A man-eating demon! My wife and children have been eaten by the demon!"
The customers immediately scattered and fled.
They had originally come out of curiosity, having heard that a Claymore had arrived in the village, but they never expected to encounter a man-eating demon.
"The backyard?"
Kunie frowned tightly.
She did smell a foul demonic aura clinging to the bartender; he wasn't lying.
Drawing the heavy Claymore from her back, she rushed past the bearded bartender towards the backyard.
Suddenly,
she felt a chill at her lower back.
Turning her head, she saw a demonic arm, now clearly in its demon form, lying on the ground, severed. Her lower back had almost been torn open by the demon's claws, but thankfully, the other party had acted in time.
"What a reckless young lady. You need to pay attention to details during combat."
Butterfly Shinobu's voice came through.
Her petite figure was completely overshadowed by the enormous demon.
The demon's golden glowing eyes gradually dimmed, and its beast-like head thumped to the ground.
"Although I can't sense the demonic aura you mentioned, the stench of blood from this guy's mouth was almost overflowing when he spoke."
Butterfly Shinobu's gaze was calm, but her eyes were filled with disgust and killing intent. She said, "As for a man-eating demon, he is undoubtedly the one."
How disgusting.
Whether on the Demon Slayer Continent or Claymore Island, these demons that disguise themselves as loved ones to commit slaughter, and the Demon Kings who turn loved ones into demons, are equally disgusting.
"Thank you for saving me."
Kunie was slightly surprised.
Not only because Butterfly Shinobu could unleash power capable of killing a demon, but also because of her keen insight and rich combat experience.
At least a top-ranked Claymore would be needed to compare, right?
Looking at the empty tavern, Butterfly Shinobu was a little puzzled and asked, "These are all combat experiences for self-preservation, which can greatly reduce the death rate of novice demon hunters. Doesn't the Claymore Organization have experience in this area?"
She felt very strange.
Let alone the members of the Demon Slayer Corps, who had to constantly dance on the edge of a knife and fight Oni.
Even the private soldiers of nobles would undergo systematic training to improve their survival rate.
Even if the high-and-mighty nobles ignored these experiences and treated their soldiers' lives as worthless, they would surely face rebellion, wouldn't they?
In her eyes,
the Claymore Organization, being able to hunt demons, its leader should be a kind person like Master Yaozai, with a heart to protect and save civilians!
Kunie was equally puzzled.
To Butterfly Shinobu's question, she was stunned for a long time before dryly saying, "Do your Demon Slayer Corps members need to learn combat experiences that can reduce the risk of death?"
The Claymore Organization naturally trained Claymores in their ability to hunt demons.
But it was so crude and rudimentary that it was almost laughable.
Aside from training to purely enhance physical functions, it was about fusing with demonic flesh and blood, and then engaging in suicidal, destructive, and primitive combat against demons.
As for the more profound techniques Butterfly Shinobu mentioned, Kunie asked, "In that case, wouldn't the training time be greatly extended?"
"Of course."
Butterfly Shinobu nodded naturally, "However, hunting Oni is a very dangerous process in itself. If there isn't long-term training, and reasonable intelligence gathering and allocation, wouldn't that be treating Demon Slayer Corps members as disposable tools?"
Although the members of the Demon Slayer Corps faced danger,
Yashiki Kagaya, as their Master, had done everything possible to minimize the risk of death and protect the safety of the children to the greatest extent.
Not only were there trained Kasugai Crows that could transmit information anytime, anywhere,
there was also a dedicated logistics department for blacksmithing, intelligence gathering, and injury recovery, ensuring that each Demon Slayer Corps member was assigned an Oni that did not exceed their strength limit.
To the Master of the Demon Slayer Corps,
the members of the Demon Slayer Corps were heroes willing to stake their lives on hunting Oni!
"Not treated as disposable tools?"
Kunie stood frozen in place,
as if a huge storm had erupted in her mind.
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