"Does it hurt?" Boom turned to look at Rikka and asked softly.
"It's...it's okay. Brother, are you okay? How do you feel? Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Rikka fiddled with her Liu Hai and quietly hid the wound.
"I want to become a great mage, that's all. Get out, we can't enter here at the same time." After Boom said that, he turned into a ball of light and disappeared.
Returning to the present world again, Rikka saw that Boom had started practicing again, so he went to the market to buy food. As for the unlucky ghosts who died tragically yesterday, no one paid any attention to them.
Humming an unknown ditty, Rikka jumped into the market area. Compared to robbing and killing mercenary groups, she prefers this boring human life recently.
"Boss, here are two fresh fishes, boss here is a handful of celery, boss I want those eggs, boss will cut me some beef, boss..." Liuhua shopped for food with ease, thinking about the dishes for dinner. p>
The small bamboo basket between her arms was brought by her from Ogu City, or from the black market. Rikka was not a nostalgic person, but she cherished this thing very much.
An hour later, she returned to the small courtyard again. After seeing that Boom was still practicing, she just started to make lunch with confidence. The aroma was fragrant, and these were Boom's favorite things, soy sauce beef, broth, and white bread.
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However, Boom ate extremely quickly and did not even talk to Rikka from beginning to end. In just a few minutes, Boom finished his lunch and then entered the cultivation state again.
Although Rikka was a little dissatisfied with this, when she thought of the other party's situation yesterday, she had no choice but to endure it. Sitting on her bed, Rikka quietly looked at Boom.
Time passed by minute by second, and Rikka, who was sleeping soundly, began to cry out. The sound of chirping sounded in the room. From the looks of it, he must have dreamed of something beloved.
Although the warm moon is no longer cold, the fire has never been extinguished. If conditions permit, Boom would rather be heated to death than feel any more coldness.
Rikka, who was huddled in the blanket, turned over and faced the wall, with no intention of waking up. Boom, not far away, was concentrating magic power at this time.
The light band of "Elemental Summoning" fluttered beside him, and the black wooden staff hung in the air like a hummingbird. Countless magic crystals were scattered beside the bed, and piles of gray-white powder formed a hill.
When the third bell of the day rang in New York City, Boom also ended his dinner. Rikka wanted to say something, but the other party quickly climbed back into bed.
Under the moonlight, Rikka was washing cups and plates in the kitchen, while Boom in the room entered a state of cultivation again. Newk City was like a sleeping giant beast, gradually closing its eyes.
The charcoal fire was added and the candles were rekindled. After confirming that everything was correct, Rikka quietly got into bed. Between his fingers, Boom was still practicing, as if he had not stopped all day long.
Rikka wanted to read the novel, but she found the atmosphere in the room extremely strange. So she closed her eyes angrily and chose to fall asleep early.
The occasional crackling of the charcoal fire became the best lullaby. Within ten minutes, Rikka was snoring and even kicked off the quilt.
But Boom, who picked it up every day, turned a blind eye at this time. The black wooden staff was still floating in the air, and more and more magic crystals turned into powder.
Newk City at night cannot be said to be noisy, but it is far better than Augu City. Because of the large number of mercenaries, drunken people and fights still continue to take place.
Under the cover of darkness, countless hands reached for other people's waists. The winner won the right to survive in the next few days, while the loser would be thrown into prison or even beaten to death on the spot.
Everyone is busy doing their own thing, busy sleeping, busy stealing, busy showing off. The same is true for Boom, but in another extreme way.
The light band of "Elemental Summoning" danced in front of my eyes, dancing out of the smoke of the garbage dump and dancing out of the once-familiar Miracle Plain.
Red is the scorching flame, the night when the magic power is condensed in the body, and it is the confidence to enter the Principality of Cisse.
Blue is the quiet stream, the perseverance to protect your loved ones for ten days, and the herbal pills that heal scars.
Cyan is the cool breeze, the clay wine glasses that arrive on time every day, and the food on the dinner plates and wooden bowls.
The earth color is that of a muddy plain, a cold-blooded playground amidst the flashes of swords, and the only source of income for the two of them.
Boom is very aware of his situation. Although he is an elder brother, his strength is far inferior to Rikka. He has even been rescued by him many times.
This is a knot in his heart, and it is also the unwillingness that has been accumulated in his heart for a long time. He really wants to protect the other person, and really wants to experience the feeling of protecting others.
If you can't get what you want when you are born as a human, then you might as well turn yourself into a puppet. At least the puppet will not cause trouble, at least the puppet will not be put in a dark prison, at least the puppet will not put your loved ones in danger.
The mist at dawn condensed into dewdrops, soaking Newk City, and ending Rikka's dream. But at this moment, she was stunned on the bed, looking around, there were six or seven attack circles floating in the room.
"If you can't get what you want, then destroy it!" Boom kept repeating this sentence in his mind, his whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and his eyes turned gray.
Seeing this, Rikka's skin slowly turned tan. She didn't care about Newk City, but she didn't want to get hurt again. Because in that case, she wouldn't be able to protect Boom.
She got up and got out of bed, wanting to stop the other party's dangerous behavior. But before he could get close to Boom, the attack arrays floating in the air suddenly erupted in fluorescence at the same time.
I saw complex and strange magic patterns twisting and merging, the offensive turned to the defensive, and the violent aura continued to shrink. Click! The last middle-grade magic crystal shattered, and the magic stored in the black wood staff poured out.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? If you don't stop, the house will be destroyed!" Rikka saw the cracked wall and shouted hurriedly.
Boom trembled suddenly when he heard the sound, and then his eyes returned from gray to jet black. He looked up at the magic circles, and smiled bitterly at Rikka.
It was only at this moment that he finally recovered from his madness. He only remembered that he had been cultivating, and as for the current situation, it was all the result of his subconscious mind.
He lowered his head and looked at the magic crystals that he had destroyed, and felt the magic power in the black wood staff. Boom waved his hand to gather together the defensive arrays floating in the air, and worked hard to compress and compress them again.
Forcibly cutting off the magic power transmission meant that his identity as a space magician was revealed. But he dissipated it with his own hands, but there was not enough magic power in his body to support it.
Boom slowly stretched out his hands, and the petal magic patterns on them burst out with two dazzling rays of light. He didn't know whether he could absorb these remaining magic circles, but he was aware of his stupid behavior in the past two days.
Ten minutes later, the room returned to normal, as if there had never been a trace of magic. Rikka burst into tears and kept stuffing pills into each other's mouth.
The magic power was disordered, blood splattered everywhere, and Boom fell completely into a coma. Since the price of violating the rules is such, the consequences of forcibly recalling the magic power can range from bursting of blood vessels to turning into a vegetative state.
But there was always a smile on Boom's lips, and I don't know whether he was happy because he could hide his identity as a space magician, or whether he really got what he wanted and became a cold puppet.