A week later, Boom stood quietly at the entrance of the alley. Today, he no longer chose to hide himself, but looked at Rikka with a smile. The orange-red sunset slowly stretched his shadow, extending to the toes of Rikka.
But Rikka, who was wearing a Viking war skirt, rolled her eyes when she insisted on the situation. She ran towards Boom and took his arm into her arms.
"Hey, brother, why didn't you hide and seek today? You couldn't be careless, right?" Rikka chuckled, and the two slowly walked out of the alley.
"I'm also worried about you. If you are honest and honest on weekdays, why should I follow you every day? You know, Cheng Wei has regarded me as a pervert several times."
Boom reached out and grabbed the bunch of stupid hair on Rikka's head, and replied dumbfounded. Maybe this is the difference between people. Everyone has their own strengths.
When it comes to magic knowledge, Boom can now surpass Liuhua and several Nightingale Prairie. But if it comes to competition in terms of wandering skills, Boom will definitely be killed in an instant.
The memory is so impressive. Boom, who followed Rikka for the first three days, felt that his legs were about to break, but Rikka was wandering around in the crowd as if nothing happened.
But the worst thing was yesterday afternoon. Because a certain big noble held a wedding ceremony, the entire High Court became more lively. Seeing this, Rikka had no reason not to go and take a look.
But behind him, Boom's eyelids were twitching wildly. He didn't like noisy in the first place, so he forced himself to squeeze in the crowd. When he returned to the small courtyard, the black robe on his body had already been wrinkled into a rag.
Seven days, seven whole days. Boom, who previously felt that practicing was boring, now misses his black wood circle and even the broken wooden bed.
So Boom confessed to following Rikka for an after-dinner chat, and as compensation, Boom had to go out for a walk with Rikka, or hang out again.
The last ray of sunset was blocked by the city wall, and people living in the High Court naturally welcomed the nightlife. Beautiful women with heavy makeup exuded a delicate fragrance, and the food stalls were crowded with children.
The mercenaries who returned the mission were arming themselves and looking for the scent of wine in groups; the store clerks were counting the account books, and countless scraps were carried into the arms of the poor.
The uninvited lovers were holding hands, hugging each other affectionately at the end of the bench, or whispering about the future and their longings.
And more people, like Boom and Rikka, walked slowly on the bluestone road. As long as the economy allows, everyone does not mind losing a few silver coins.
"Brother, the charcoal-grilled squid there is the most delicious! Brother, I heard that this meat soup stall only sells it one day a month! Brother, help me carry the paper bag, don't eat it secretly!"
Rikka's figure shuttled around the food stalls, while Boom was holding countless brown paper bags like a puppet. However, there was always a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of doting.
As long as Rikka really regains her health, these little things don't matter. Let alone asking Boom to work as a coolie, he is willing to do it even if he eats shit.
"Hey, my brother is so disgusting. I won't eat this piece of bread." The two of them sat on a bench in front of a certain stall and stuffed the things in their hands to each other with great enthusiasm.
"Oh? I didn't expect to be able to eat like this. Rikka, brother, let me tell you another story." Boom smiled and then threw the red bean paste bread into his mouth.
"Brother, are you a devil? I'll beat you." Rikka pulled out the cork of the pomegranate juice and handed it to Boom fiercely.
Time passes slowly, but perhaps as long as the sky is not illuminated by the morning light, it will always be like this in the High Garden. Compared with the daytime, Boom prefers this atmosphere, leisurely and slow.
Not long after, the two of them walked to the "Two-Headed Dragon Bar", which was the private property of Grand Duke Grylls, and it was a place where absolutely no one dared to cause trouble.
There is more than just this bar in High Court, but when it comes to reasonable prices and the circulation of gossip, this is definitely the best choice.
However, Boom and Rikka were not here to inquire about gossip today. They chose a seat by the window and then ordered some more food.
While drinking ale and chatting, Boom felt that he was becoming more and more alienated from the poor, while Rikka turned all his attention to the other party.
"Brother, it seems that you haven't stayed up late to practice for a long time. Have you fallen?" Rikka tilted her head, her big watery eyes reflecting the candlelight.
"It can't be said that it's a fall. At most, it's just a holiday for yourself, but it's just a bit long." Boom sighed, very reluctant to recall what he experienced in the illusion that night.
"Do you still keep this thing? If you like knives, I can give you a better one in a few days." Boom fiddled with the steel knife he gave to Rikka and successfully changed the subject.
"No! This is the first gift that my brother has given me. No one can take it away from me." Rikka snatched it back like an explosive, and then put it back into the dimensional space.
The bard's singing never stopped, and the two of them looked around while talking and laughing. The familiar sounds of quarreling and the figures of the mercenaries were scattered one after another, as if they had reached an agreement.
But at this moment, a woman nearly two meters tall and full of muscles walked towards the two of them. She stood at the table and tried her best to smile, but it looked very strange no matter how she looked.
The black wooden staff instantly appeared in the black robe, and Rikka quietly loosened its leather sheath. The situation of the three people caused a silence around them. Everyone looked at the three people curiously, looking forward to the fight.
"Handsome young man, I am a high-level warrior and the deputy leader of the Owl Mercenary Group. Hello!" the woman said unnaturally.
"Uh... hello to you, what's the matter?" Boom signaled Rikka not to be impulsive, then raised his head and replied with a smile.
"I...I seem to have fallen in love with you at first sight. May I ask...do you have a partner?" Boom was dumbfounded. Rikka was instantly petrified, but in the Double-Headed Dragon Bar, people kept shouting "Hello".
"I don't have a partner, but I am a castrato. I am planning to attend a noble dinner tomorrow. This is my best friend." Boom said, while licking his lips at Rikka.
Puff! Puff! Someone kept spitting out ale in the Double-Headed Dragon Bar, and after a while, bursts of laughter erupted.
"So that's it. I'm sorry. I was reckless. Goodbye!" The woman was stunned when she heard this, but then she sighed and turned around to leave.
When Boom saw this, he bowed and saluted all around. This humble behavior won everyone, and naturally no one doubted his identity as a so-called "castrato".
Half an hour later, the Double-Headed Dragon Bar returned to normal again, and Boom and Rikka had already quietly left. The moonlight mixed with the lights of the shops, illuminating the bluestone road leading to the courtyard.<
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"Brother, I didn't expect you to be a useless person. If you had told me earlier, I would make some pills to replenish you later." Rikka held Boom's arm and her laughter never stopped.
"You were teased back then in Augu City, and today I was confessed to you in High Court. The boy and sister are really handsome and the girl is pretty." Boom pouted and replied nonchalantly.
"That's right, I heard that castrati and singers are quite feminine. Why don't you try it too, brother?" Rikka said and ran to a food stall again, her eyes full of curiosity.