"Sir... Sir, is that the other person? Why did he suddenly appear in Newk City?" A guard who had been with Christo for many years asked with a surprised look on his face.
"Don't say I don't know. Even if I receive the news in advance, do you think I can stop him, or who can stop him?" Christo shook his head, then stood up and left.
The monthly prisoner performance ended, the crowd dispersed, and the city of Newk returned to its original state. Arguments could be heard from the tavern, and people who were still lingering were drinking ale.
Boom put away the black wooden staff and washed his hands while listening to the last bell of the day. As for Rikka, he brought the food to the wooden table and took out two pieces of white sugar cake from the dimensional space.<
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"Brother, what are you going to do after dinner later? Do you want to go out for a walk with me?" Rikka piled his rice bowl with beef and asked with a smile.
"Okay, I guess you've been at home enough these days. If you don't go out, you'll probably get into trouble again." Boom nodded and quickly consumed all the food in front of him.
Half an hour later, the two walked out of the courtyard. Boom was still wearing the gray linen hood, while Rikka put on the unique cloak of the Principality of Cisse.
The perspective shifted to the prison again. After Christo left, the curtain call came to an end. Twenty-odd prisoners and the bodies of those unlucky ghosts were gathered together, and countless poor people also walked outside the prison with their heads down.
The city guard turned his head with a strange expression, and many mercenaries and professionals chose to leave directly. The east area of the city instantly became extremely quiet, with only the sound of the skin of the shoe soles rubbing against the ground.
"Brother, what's going on? Is today the Life Festival of the Principality of Xisai?" Liuhua tugged at Boom's robe and asked in a low voice.
"I don't know, let's go over and have a look. Since we want to live here, we naturally need to learn basic common sense." Boom pulled his hood and then motioned Rikka to stop speaking.
Time passed by, and nearly a hundred people gathered outside the prison. No one spoke or made any noise. Boom and Rikka stood in the crowd and looked around. Everyone was holding clay bowls or wooden barrels. p>
Stabbing! Stabbing! A dozen masked people were holding machetes or fine saws. And the corpses that should have been buried in the ground were now placed on the long table.
The brain and body were soaked in clean water, the arms and legs were separated from the joints. The ribs were divided into countless small segments, and the fat and muscles were cut into mud.
There are no infected persons in the prisons of the Principality of Cisse, but behind this so-called health, there is a disgusting secret hidden.
It is easy to execute the poor, but the principality cannot live without these cornerstones, because they are the arms that hold up power. As for these poor people, they will only compromise again and again in order to survive.
His skillful movements are like those of a demon, and his numb expression is comparable to that of a sculpture. Many "chefs" even secretly put some minced meat into their arms.
They also have families, and there are naturally wives and children in their families. Rather than starve to death, it is better to fill their stomachs first.
Half an hour later, a huge wooden basin was slowly pulled out from the prison. Rikka's face changed instantly, and her eyes widened like a beast with explosive hair.
A smell of blood spread, and the city guards chose to stay away again. As for the crowd further away, they sighed.
But on the other hand, the poor people, as if they had seen the most delicious delicacies, crowded towards the wooden basin. For a moment, the abuse and beatings mixed into a violent wind, which not only swept the entire east district of the city, but also dyed the clouds on the horizon red.
Under the cover of the setting sun, all the minced meat and bones in the wooden basin were picked up. Even the internal organs had long been stuffed into people's trouser pockets.
Boom was still standing where he was at this time, neither paying attention to the poor people passing by, nor saying another word.
Rikka, who was beside her, was always holding his arm. She could sense Boom's mood, which was now like a bundle of dry firewood piled beside the fire.
"The egg of the mayfly, the source of magic power, the scarlet vacuum tunnel, the countless black spots that penetrate the barrier, attack the magic circle in my name!"
The deep voice sounded slowly, but this time it seemed extremely slow. With the blessing of ventriloquism, Boom launched the most powerful attack in his life, a six-fold attack circle.
I saw a giant flaming spear tearing through the sky. Under such pressure, the poor people who were busy fell to their knees one after another.
Iron Tree Knight Christo stood by the window, with a hint of difference in his eyes. The young man who was like a fool a few days ago could actually drive such powerful magic power at this moment.
"Sir, should we..." Seeing this situation, the guard wanted to say something, but was interrupted.
"That's how we are in Cisse. Only the strong can act arbitrarily. As long as he doesn't intend to destroy Newk City, I won't take action."
Christo turned around and returned to the study, no longer paying attention to the commotion in the east district of the city. Perhaps for him, except for his deceased wife, there was nothing worth caring about.
The flaming spear in the sky was ready to go, and the black wooden staff in Boom's hand trembled slightly. Rikka's expression became very frightened. She saw a strange face, a demonic mask that was indifferent to life.
The double blades returned to human form again, Rikka picked up Boom and ran out of the city gate like crazy. The flame spear dissipated instantly due to the lack of the caster.
The poor people got up from the ground one after another. They did not give up the "food" in their hands, and there was no discussion. Because today is a special day in the month, and it is the only day they can fill their stomachs.
At this time, Rikka had already carried Boom and ran for nearly a kilometer. Not only did her speed not slow down at all, but it became faster and faster. Her only thought now was to find a place where there was no one to place Boom.<
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"Rikka, do you know what my favorite thing was before I met you?"
"One is the garbage that can fill the stomach, and the other is the sour and smelly broth. If there is some milk, it will be worth it even if I die the next day."
"Why do people in this world cannibalize each other? How does it taste? It should be good."
"Hey! Put me down! If you don't have food, get away!"
Boom went from being sluggish to becoming more and more violent. At this time, he was like a demon suffering from bulimia, raising his hand to hit Rikka with the black wooden staff.
In a certain small forest, the Wonder House was completed. Rikka hugged Boom and got in, then sat on him.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? What do you want to eat? I'll cook it for you now!" Rikka frowned and asked eagerly.
"I want to eat garbage, I want to drink broth, and I want milk." Boom kept struggling, but was ultimately defeated by Rikka's arrogant power.
Half an hour later, Rikka walked up to Boom carrying a large pot of broth. At this time, Boom was being fixed to the chair with a hemp rope.
"Brother, I don't know what's wrong with you, but...ah..." Rikka raised her hand and put the spoon into Boom's mouth, saying with a very strange expression.
The meal lasted until midnight. After Rikka forcibly gave Boom the pills, peace was restored in the Wonderful House.
Rikka looked at the sleeping Boom, then at the cold broth, then sighed softly, got up and walked outside the door. Under the moonlight, two short blades stretched out of the leather sleeves, and a pair of beast-like pupils exuded a ghostly light.