Returning to the shop, the old troll immediately called the young man to the backyard. Four guards stood outside the door with serious faces, blocking all prying eyes.
The vial containing Boom's blood was currently soaked in a pale pink glass container. Weird fluctuations called psychic energy spread out, but were then bounced back by the magic shield.
"Dad, what is this? Why do you ask me to send it back to Zhuri Hills in person?" the young man asked reluctantly. In his opinion, all these troubles were caused by that little girl.
"Stop talking nonsense! Bring this thing safely to Bingji City. Remember, you have to hand it over to the great witch doctor yourself!" The old man changed his previous submissiveness and scolded him coldly.
"Big... big witch doctor? Dad, I won't be betrayed by you, right?" The young man was shocked when he heard this, and his voice even trembled a little.
"Just you? You're not worthy! Set off immediately. Anyone who dares to block you on the way will be killed by me!" The old man turned to look at the four guards and warned in a sinister tone.
The afternoon sun was slightly warm, and the young man was sitting in the carriage, holding only a storage bag. The four guards outside had already turned their bodies into swords, and everything they passed was a mess.
"I don't know if that kid can survive, it's blood-letting, hehehe." The old man muttered, and then returned to his weak look again.
At the same time, Rikka also packed her things. She stood in the empty room and put out the fire with her own hands.
With billowing white smoke hovering in the air, Rikka pulled up his hood and walked out of the courtyard with Boom on his back. The crowds of people passing by were noisy, and the unconscious boy closed his eyes tightly.
Rikka tried her best to avoid passers-by, but she was still being bumped here and there. Even the copper coins tucked around her waist were touched by others at some point.
With restraint and restraint, Liuhua tried hard to suppress her anger. Now she wanted to slash a road with her sword, a road leading directly to the Golden Halberd Plain.
The distance of less than a kilometer has been stretched infinitely, and the east gate of Newk City is like the clouds on the horizon. Although it is close in front of you, it is out of reach.
An hour later, Rikka finally moved into the Golden Halberd Plain. At this time, Boom was still sleeping on her back, and Rikka's Viking battle skirt was already covered with fingerprints.
She looked at the endless nightshade grass, then turned her body into a hurricane, and ran wildly into the distance. The mercenary groups passing by had to avoid them, for fear of offending this runaway little girl.
Two hours later, Rikka collapsed on the ground with some exhaustion and used her last strength to set up the Wonder House. Boom was lying on the bed unscathed at this time, with the roaring fire crackling.
After her breathing stabilized, Rikka crawled to Boom's side. The cold expression was replaced by surprise, and the pale face was gradually returning to rosy.
Rather than saying that Rikka is his relative, it is better to call him his child. Rikka has become the object of Boom’s tenderness that has nowhere to be placed and has never been released.
No amount of protection is selfish, no matter how much care is just a request. Rikka is like a tool, a perfect embodiment to satisfy Boom's wish.
"I'm sorry, I always said you were my relative, but I neglected my responsibilities as a relative."
"I am a selfish person. I regard you as a tool to vent my emotions and do not take your feelings into consideration."
"I always say to be careful every day, but I go berserk for no reason. Not only do I openly cast space spells in Newk City, I even have magic chaos during my practice."
"Not long after the black cell incident, I fell unconscious again. If you hadn't found that troll witch doctor, I would have been..."
Boom murmured to himself, but was suddenly interrupted by Rikka. The smile he had not seen for a long time appeared again, although tears were constantly pouring out of his eyes.
"Brother, no matter what kind of person you are, I will always rely on you." Rikka touched Boom's hand, just like Boom's countless previous actions.
"But... I'm really angry this time. My brother doesn't care about me. He just wants me to die with you!" Rikka's expression changed, and then he opened his mouth and bit Boom's arm.
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There was no cry of pain, not even a word of reproach. The blood and tears mixed together, and finally turned into a faint smile. Rikka stared, and Boom looked at the bloody tooth marks on his arm.
"This gift is really special. I will keep it well, but can you give me a bowl of broth first? More meat but less soup." Boom said with a smile.
"Hmph! My brother has become a bad guy again! Next time he tries to die, I will leave teeth marks on my brother's face." Rikka stood up and walked to the stove, bringing a bowl of broth to Boom.