"Strong! This is the final destination of the strong at the top! I think Senior Christine can go one step further and even be above the top!"
Longinus, the orc berserker, the holder of the skull-crushing ax (two-handed axe). He was the first to speak, but then he picked up a roasted chicken leg and started to chew on it.
"Let's stop chewing our tongues. If we weren't in the soup house, we would probably have stayed there and let Christine control us."
Flagrak, the fire magician of the dragon tribe, the holder of the Book of Catastrophe (magic weapon). He sighed when he heard the words, and stopped his good brother from saying anything, so as not to cause disaster for no reason.
"It's an aura like that of an abyssal demon, but after all, dark magicians are known for their destructive power, but there's nothing to be curious about."
Surut, a natural druid, the holder of elven blood, and the ring of protection (a ring engraved with the life circle). The original "Iron Triangle of Light" no longer exists, but the friendship between the three has always remained the same. "This is a reasonable result. After all, among the companions who can be recognized by Rikka-sama, which one is an ordinary person?"
Rebecca, the saint of the nomadic tribe, the great mage of nature, the holder of the eternal hourglass (magic weapon). As a friend who has known Boom and Rikka for a long time, Rebecca trusts each other very much.
"Magicians are monsters, especially the great magisters. It's best not to provoke them, lest you risk your life. But I'm curious about how it feels to have your mind controlled. It should be very painful."
Sven, the dwarf mineral master, great swordsman, natural stone-skinned warrior, and holder of the Star Skeleton War Hammer (two-handed hammer). Along with a wine burp, the second floor of the soup house also smelled of buying wine. "During this period, it is best for us not to get close to Huating. After all, even a peak powerhouse will consume countless amounts of money to comprehend self-created spells, and may even be in a weak state."
Durandal, a mixed-blood orc berserker, great swordsman, and holder of the Barbarian Thorn. As the recognized leader of the "Eight Blades of Flowing Light", he naturally knows what to do at this time, but what he cannot do.
What.
"Hehehe, I didn't expect that Christine would also reach beyond her peak! I should work hard on that old guy in the future, otherwise I can't afford to lose that person!"
Dallion, the only great sand magician, the holder of the Dustburg Staff (two-handed staff). The old naughty boy rolled his eyes and then looked out the window.
"Everyone, our mission is to protect Flowing Light City. As for other matters, it should be decided by Lord Boom! Just kidding, don't really try to peek into the flower pavilion!"
Azres, the half-murloc warrior and great swordsman. In the mist, the last one spoke, seemingly dissatisfied with the ridiculing remarks of his companions.
The Eight Blades of Flowing Light gathered on the second floor of the soup house. Although they sensed Christine's terrifying aura, no one really went to watch it up close.
After all, just ten minutes ago, Perseus brought Rikka's order. The content was very simple, but guard the soup house, but don't disturb the flower pavilion.
Looking back at Rikka and Perseus, they have returned to the flower pavilion at this moment. After all, Christine's ability to step beyond the peak is something that all companions should celebrate.
"Master, I think you should prepare food in advance, and all meals should be vegetarian!" Perseus said angrily, and it was rare for him to take the lead in attacking regardless of Rikka's face.
"Lord Rikka, your beauty and talent are comparable to the sun, moon and stars, but perhaps it is because you are too noble that you have neglected some small things, such as being the last one to return to the flower pavilion." Alberto, the female insect, lay on the grid.
Lolia said with a smile on her shoulder.
"Indeed, I also think that Rikka-sama is too outrageous this time, even going to take a bath at this time." Hasta spoke fluently, but his body involuntarily stepped back half a meter.
"Yes, this is definitely not how a companion should behave. My suggestion is that this stinky girl Rikka get out of the flower pavilion, and it is best never to come back again!" Gloria also appeared to be well-dressed today.
He paused for a moment holding the small black parasol in his hand, and echoed in a strange tone.
"Don't be stunned. Hurry up and help me bake these straw mushrooms. After all, Teacher Christine is a vegetarian. Either you make lunch or help." Boom squatted by the campfire, although he said
It sounds a bit unpleasant, but there is always a smile on my face.
This was something that the companions had discussed earlier, just to tease Rikka, or rather the current proprietress of the hot spring house. After all, since the hot spring house was built, Rikka has become more and more alienated from her companions, and spends her time in the hot spring house every day.<
/p>
Rikka looked around, and finally walked to Boom's side and began to help roast the vegetables and fruits, but didn't say much.
After all, as my companions said, I was indeed too careless and almost missed the moment when Christine reached her peak.
"Then I have to thank you all for your warm hospitality. At least today, I am qualified to enjoy the praises of my companions and these delicious foods."
The shadowing spell was lifted, and Christine appeared out of thin air beside the bonfire. She was still wearing the black robe and gold-patterned petals, the same indifferent expression, and the same pair of beautiful bright red eyes.
Without too much hypocrisy, Hastur and Perseus bowed and saluted, and the female insect Alberto nodded slightly. Gloria and Rikka raised their glasses at the same time and took a sip to buy wine. Only Bu, who was an apprentice,
Mm, you said too much when you opened your mouth.
Boom smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying that the difference between himself and the other party was not only the amount of spiritual energy, but also the level of philosophy.
"Regardless of the past events, among the seven of us, I am the one who has lived the longest."
"No matter ordinary people, professionals, ancient ferocious beasts and relics, or even more powerful existences, they all have seniority. However, as the eldest, I did not provide any help to everyone. On the contrary, I needed
Come and protect me."
"Every time I grow up, I am thankful. I can accept your blessings calmly today, and I will naturally evolve into a better existence someday in the future."
Kristine said this, and she slowly stood up and gave a dark elf salute to her companions. The warmth of the bonfire continued to sweep in, and Kristine felt that she was very happy now, so happy that even those who had been hurriedly roasting
The prepared straw mushrooms are all delicious.
"Teacher, why do you have to belittle yourself so much? Although I have poor talent, I am now a great space magician who has mastered two self-created spells. And you are always above me, whether it is the strength of the spells or the strength of the spells.
Or a unique insight into the power of psychic energy."
"In my opinion, you have become the strongest among dark magicians today! If it weren't for the bumpy journey, you would probably be strong enough to compete with the ancient beasts. Your reputation should be praised by the bards!
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After hearing this, Boom quickly stood up and returned the disciple's greeting to the other party. Anyone can ignore Christine's achievements, but Boom can't. After all, the other party's careful teachings along the way are indispensable to him. p>
"Beyond the Day of the Teacher... If possible, I hope that the Dark Elf clan will give birth to a more powerful existence. After all, after I leave, it will be difficult for the Whispering Forest to compete with the Shimmering Forest."
Christine sighed, and then she bit into the charcoal-grilled straw mushrooms like a primitive person without using any knife and fork.
However, Gloria seemed more and more anxious. A pair of indigo eyes stared at Christine, or this guy who wasted a lot of her time for nothing.
