Gudong! A dull loud noise broke the tranquility in the small courtyard. Hearing the sound, Boom forcibly interrupted his practice and walked out of the room holding the black wooden staff.
Rikka was lying straight on the ground at this time. Although she was not unconscious, her face was as pale as snowflakes. The defensive circle was cast instantly, and Boom was silent while holding Rikka.
The temperature of the fire was like the scorching sun at noon, and the gentle movements kept dancing. Boom carefully wiped Rikka's body with a towel, completely ignoring the other person's expression.
After some busy work, Rikka was wrapped in a familiar bearskin blanket. Boom chewed the pills and slowly put them into Rikka's mouth. The two did not talk from beginning to end, Boom did not ask, and Rikka did not explain.<
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"Brother, I seem to have made a mistake again." Rikka held Boom's hand and cried.
"Stop talking, you need to rest, and leave the rest to me." Boom sighed, and then took out a medium-grade magic crystal from the storage bag.
Rikka was stunned when she saw this, because she knew Boom's habits. Boom would never waste magic crystals unless necessary. This was a gesture of preparation for battle, and it was also Boom's habit before making a desperate move.
This is indeed the case. Boom is looking out the window at the moment, and the black wooden staff is floating in the air. I believe that anyone who steps into the courtyard will be baptized by the attacking array.
"Brother, please listen to my explanation of the situation first. It's really okay. I just had a fight with someone today." Rikka tugged at the corner of Boom's clothes and whispered.
Time passed slowly amidst the chirping of the night owl. Half an hour later, Rikka finished telling the whole story. From the moment she walked out of the high garden to the time the other party left.
When Boom heard this, he almost didn't get angry to death. After confirming that Rikka was just a flesh wound, he used the black wooden staff as a stick and kept hitting the opponent.
"Stop hitting, stop hitting, I am a patient now, please forgive me, brother!" Even though Rikka said this, the bunch of stupid hair on the top of his head was shaking constantly.
"If you're bored, just say it. When can I not hang out with you? If I have to provoke those strong men, what if I die?" Boom sighed and leaned against the bed and said.
Rikka's face turned red when she heard this, and when she thought about how Boom wiped her body before, she closed her eyes tightly. But she put her hand on her shoulder and refused to let go.
"Brother, is he really that important? He is just a contracted beast, an annoying spirit that often gets into trouble." Rikka turned sideways and asked quietly.
"The annoying spirit is real, but you are really that important. If you die, who will cook for me and buy groceries in the market area."
Boom sniffed, his voice full of helplessness, but more of it was pain. The pressure hit his whole body again, and his finger bones turned pale again.
"The other party should be at least a knight of glory. Although she is a beautiful woman, she doesn't hesitate in taking action."
"And the reason for letting me go is also very strange. It seems to be because of this Viking dress."
Rikka stroked Boom's head, her eyes full of tenderness. It seemed that all the scars on her body were wiped out by Boom's self-blame.
"I don't care about the Glory Knight, or your broken battle dress."
"I should have gone out for a walk with you today, damn cultivation, damn advancement, damn magician."
"If it weren't for my obsession, how could you be seriously injured? If it weren't for my indifference, how could you be lying on the bed!"
"What kind of brother am I? What kind of brother am I? I have always been a selfish person, always self-righteous and holding on to those unreachable fantasies!"
Boom could no longer suppress the guilt in his heart. The roar broke through the shield of the magic crystal shadow lamp and continued to echo in the alley. He regretted his decision this morning and regretted what kind of bullshit training he had done.
Thin arms hugged his neck, and his small palms wiped away tears. The unique smell of Rikka flowed into his nostrils, and his soft short hair clung to his cheeks.
Boom closed his eyes and clung to the scarred skin with his hands. Warm tears poured down his spine, and Rikka completely ignored the wound that was torn again.
Time stopped at this moment, and the two of them remained in this posture for a long time. Until the fire gradually went out, until the magic crystal shadow lamp used up the last trace of its magic power.
"Next time you are bored, remember to tell me and stop going crazy alone."
"I'm not crazy. Although I almost lost my life today, I also gained a lot of magic crystals."
"If it makes you happy, I can break the black wooden staff. Do you understand what I mean?"
"I understand, I understand, but the black wooden staff was also given to my brother."
"You should be fine. You like to argue, right? I'll cut off your stupid hair now."
"No, my whole body hurts now. Isn't my brother very angry?"
Boom sat by the bed, and Rikka huddled up in the bearskin blanket obediently. Although Rikka looked miserable now, most of her injuries were insignificant injuries.
But even so, it deeply hurt Boom's heart. This feeling was far more painful than the pain he felt living alone in Aogu City. It hurt so much that he couldn't let it go, and it hurt so much that it broke his heart.
"Brother, please don't give up on practicing. After I become a great mage, I won't want to kill the mercenary group anymore. I will eat sugar cakes and read novels every day."
Rikka rubbed Boom's palms and said with a smile. Although Rikka is usually silly, she seems surprisingly calm in this kind of thing.
"Ah, I will try my best, but first I have to take good care of you, little girl." Boom grinned. Although he tried his best to hide his embarrassment, it seemed to have no effect.
"I am not a little girl, girl! Do girls understand? I am now a budding flower, a lonely, beautiful and wonderful flower!"
Rikka's dull hair kept trembling, and her expression suddenly collapsed, and she was threatening to cry. Seeing this, Boom had no choice but to comfort him, but his words were full of pampering like an old father.
"Brother, snow is white, right? Have you seen it? Does it look good?" Rikka leaned next to Boom and asked again.
"Snow, I've never seen it, but it should be very beautiful. I'll take you to see it when I get the chance." Boom turned to look out the window, which was now slightly white.
"Hey, this is what my brother promised me. I'm not allowed to go back on it. I..." Rikka's voice became smaller and smaller, and eventually the room became quiet, with only the sound of the fire burning.
Boom sighed, quietly covered the bearskin blanket, and then walked out of the door holding the black wooden staff. But what he saw in front of him was the smile of the dark elf Christine.
The two just stood looking at each other. Boom's expression was very ugly, but the other's expression was always the same. The first ray of morning light fell into the alley, and bursts of noise reached his ears.
"I like Xiao Liuhua very much. If you can't protect her, I will wait for her to return to the Whispering Forest." After Christine said this, the pressure of the magister slowly emerged from her body.
"She is my sister. I will try my best to protect her and won't bother you to worry about her." Boom sighed, turned and walked towards the street.
"Is it just my sister? If Little Rikka heard this, she would probably vomit blood." Christine looked at Boom's figure and murmured in a low voice.