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Chapter 147 Embroidery Pattern

 The raccoon moon came to an end in a drizzle, and the first day of the night moon came quietly. Boom returned to the courtyard and ate some more food, then fell asleep and fell asleep.

Rikka sat beside the bed, gently opened the opponent's right hand, and took out the black wooden staff. Looking at the face that was not handsome, but extremely familiar, Rikka put away his smile and playfulness.
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She rubbed her arm, which was still faintly red. In order to maintain her "invincible" image, Rikka did not tell Boom that she was really injured today.

This was the price she paid for underestimating the enemy, because she never felt that Boom's attack would threaten her. But now she no longer thinks so. If she didn't transform her skin into that tan state in the end, the result would definitely be miserable.
"Brother, although you are only a junior magician now, you are strong enough to compete with high-level magicians." Rikka whispered, but Boom slept like a dead pig.

"Hmph! Bad brother, bad brother, next time you bully someone, they will cry for you!" Rikka gently pulled the quilt for Bum and then lay down next to him.

The drizzle outside the window wetted the ground, the eaves, and the entire Aogu city. They turned into blue mist in the early morning, like the most naughty elf, refusing to leave for a long time.

After having breakfast, Boom chatted with Rikka for a while, and then began to practice his magic power, hoping to recover as soon as possible. Rikka, on the other hand, pushed open the courtyard door and skipped towards the market area.

However, buying groceries was just her excuse, because just last night, Rikka suddenly thought of the problem that Boom told her after she evolved.

Storage bag! Boom has never taken this matter to heart because there is a dimensional space in Rikka's belly. But Rikka doesn't want Boom to be in danger again due to lack of magic crystals, so he just planned to buy one for him.<

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Walking on the street, Rikka couldn't help but look around, with a little hesitation between his brows. And his current location is at a three-way intersection.

After a moment, Rikka raised her feet and walked to the left. In front of her was the Secret Technique Market, which was also the end point of Rikka's trip.

The crowds flowed in endlessly. After a brief period of doubts at the beginning, the secret market has become an emerging industry in Aogu City, with a status second only to the royal palace and the aristocratic district.

And the most commendable thing is that under the strict iron rule of King Fernando of Augusta, no one dares to buy or sell by force, and no one can do anything arbitrarily.

Although this phenomenon is prosperous, it also offends the aristocratic forces in the major principalities, because in their eyes, how can the poor move forward side by side with them?

But the response given by Fernando only had eight characters, "If love doesn't come, shut up." Although the aristocratic forces were angry, there was nothing they could do about it.

The perspective returned to Rikka. She walked into a certain shop at this time, and this was her last stubbornness.

The storage bags of the elves are exquisite and gorgeous, but the space capacity is pitifully small. The storage bags of the dark elves are like sacrifices, and Rikka does not want to bring this bad luck home.

Although the storage bag of the dwarves has a huge space, the body is also surprisingly large. Rather than saying it is a storage bag, it is more appropriate to call it a backpack.

The storage bags of the orcs and trolls are like twin brothers and sisters, the former is green and the latter is black. And Rikka always feels that there is a strange smell left in them.

As for the Goblin's storage bags, although they are perfect, what makes Rikka frustrated is that they are currently out of stock. The reservation date has been scheduled for next year.

In desperation, Rikka turned back and walked out of the Secret Art Market, walking towards the underground auction house in the market area. It was almost evening, and it was the time when it opened for business.

Familiar location, familiar number plate, familiar host, familiar noise and hustle and bustle. Rikka sat alone in the corner, watching everything coldly.

Not long after, an ordinary-looking storage bag was placed on the display stand. The host pressed his hand and introduced it.

"This is a magician's belongings. The origin is unknown. The space is about ten cubic meters. The starting price is 70 gold coins." The host said loudly.

The scene was quiet. Although the price was very reasonable, most people present already owned storage bags, and many even had better quality ones.

"80 gold coins." A voice came from the corner. This person was Rikka wearing a mother-in-law mask.

After more than ten seconds, Rikka nodded with satisfaction. This was exactly what she needed, ordinary and in a suitable space, just to install the magic crystal for Boom.

She handed a money bag to the attendant, and the latter also presented the storage bag with both hands. But Rikka, who wanted to leave, was pulled back to her seat by the items that followed.

"Everyone, the next auction item comes from the Principality of Floy. It is a couple's magic robe. It is made of solid materials and well-cut. The starting price is 100 gold coins." The host said with a smile.

But as soon as these words were spoken, everyone present laughed at them. Two robes actually cost a hundred gold coins. I believe no fool would take the bait.

"I want it!" Rikka bid again because she liked the word "couple"...

The night brought a veil to Ogu City, more like the biological clock of criminals. Rikka returned to the courtyard with a smile, and Boom was already waiting by the door.

That night, Rikka gave the storage bag, along with dozens of magic crystals, to Boom. The other party reached out and patted her little head, calling her thoughtful.

"This is the first gift you gave me, and it's also the first time I received a gift. Thank you." Boom drank the ale in the cup and said with some emotion.

"It's fine if you like it, brother. I will give you countless gifts from now on, as long as you don't dislike it." Rikka replied with some embarrassment.

"How could it be? As long as you give it to me, I like it." Boom replied with a smile while clearing away the dishes.

Rikka smiled sweetly when she heard this, but mysteriously climbed onto the bed and entered the dimensional space instantly. Seeing this, Boom didn't ask much, because in his heart, as long as Rikka is happy, that is his greatest success.<

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"Elemental Summoning" replaced the candlelight, Boom sat cross-legged, and Rikka beside him was already "unconscious".

At this time, Rikka was sitting on the grass in the dimensional space. A large roll of gold thread rotated from time to time, a thin needle flickered up and down, and a few drops of blood poured into the object in her hand.

The "couple's robes" he photographed are, to put it bluntly, two black cloaks. Although the price is very expensive, it is not worth the money.

The material used is the belly skin of the rare extinct night owl, which is not only warm in winter and cool in summer, but also impervious to water and fire, and is extremely strong. It is also very light in weight and feels nothing when worn on the body.

Rikka lowered her head and kept embroidering every inch of gold thread on it. She wanted to sew these two golden flowers with her own hands. The big one represented Boom, and the small one was her own.

While thinking about it, Rikka's hand was pricked by a fine needle again. A drop of blood fell on the surface of the robe, but disappeared in an instant.

Her expression did not change because of this, and she was always busy. Although her movements seemed stiff and awkward, the emotion revealed in her eyes was extremely strong.


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