A Claymore's holiday

Clare was sitting in the shade of a tree cleaning her claymore, she had just killed a group of yoma and had taken damage to her arm. Raki was cooking his dinner as Rubel Clare's overseer walked from behind a tree over to her, "Well done, in fact you have done so well you are allowed a holiday." Said Rubel, he threw a bag at the ground around her feet "That's your wage for the last three months." She opened the bag it was full of dull coins "Since when did claymores start getting so much?" asked Clare shocked by the amount of money. "Since there have been more deaths and Galatea number 3 who is effectively the highest active claymore requested it." Replied Rubel. "This is great!" Exclaimed Raki. He left his stew and ran to Clare. Rubel said "Hope you enjoy your time." And left. When Rubel had gone out of hearing range Clare said "I think what they are really doing is getting rid of the suspicious ones long enough to work out what to do with us before we try to do anything against the organisation." "I wouldn't be surprised if Helen, Deneve and Maria all had holidays." "Even so we must make the most of it." "So where are we going?"