Morning came again, Boom got out of bed and lit the fire, and Rikka and Lulu also woke up. The three of them had a very simple breakfast today, and Rikka never meant to go out.
"Rikka, are you going to buy food again today? You can take Lulu with you." Boom cleaned the plate and asked with a smile.
"The weather is getting cold soon. I suddenly want to take a walk. Wouldn't it be too willful?" Rikka rarely argued with Boom, her face full of expectations.
"That's it. How about we go camping at Nightingale Grassland? We can also let Lulu taste my barbecue." Boom nodded and felt that Rikka's suggestion was very reasonable.
A moment later, the courtyard door was locked with an iron lock by Rikka. Boom's black robe was floating in the air, and Lulu beside him was holding a bamboo basket filled with fruits.
The three of them walked slowly towards the city gate, and two hours later, they reached the center of the Nightingale Grassland. The breeze kept sending the smell of green grass into their noses, and the mercenary group that occasionally passed by looked serious.
Rikka waved her hand and put the Wonder House in place. Although Lulu had gone in before, this was the first time she had seen it in full use. Seeing this, Boom immediately revealed the secret in a soft voice.
"Come in, but Lulu, there is no bed here. My brother and I sleep directly on the floor." Rikka looked at everything in the wonderful house, her eyes filled with nostalgia.
"It doesn't matter, but Sister Rikka, is that a kite?" Lulu stood somewhere curiously and pointed at something on the wall of the tent.
"The season is just right. You guys go play, Rikka. I'll prepare the barbecue myself." Boom smiled when he saw this, then stood up and walked out of the Wonder House.
"Sister Rikka, you said Brother Boom's cooking skills..." Lulu said hesitantly.
"Don't worry, my brother may not be good at cooking, but his barbecue skills are top-notch." Rikka held the kite in one hand and held Lulu in the other.
Half an hour later, the flower pattern on the oil paper continued to rise in the air. Rikka kept reminding Lulu, and Lulu was holding the spool at the moment, looking extremely excited.
This was her first time flying a kite, and she felt like a child who got a new toy, and she was playing with the most important person.
Wisps of thick smoke continued to rush into the sky. Upon seeing this, Boom put away the black wooden staff and carefully covered it with charcoal. The fresh beef was neatly covered with iron skewers, and the vegetables specially prepared for Lulu had already been washed.
Clean.
However, what Boom loves most is still the internal organs lying at his feet. The pungent smell of cow intestines is so tempting, and the lungs and stomach bags are constantly attracting mosquitoes and flies.
Boom looked up at the two girls playing not far away, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. He liked this kind of life, or this kind of life was his pursuit.
"Hey...Sister Rikka, Lulu feels that the kite is also very pitiful. How about we let it fly far away." Lulu pulled Rikka's Viking dress and said timidly.
"Ah? Oh! Okay then." Rikka was stunned when she heard this, but for her, this kind of thing is just a trivial matter.
The silk thread connecting the spool to the kite was instantly cut off, and the kite that had been standing still in the air instantly floated into the distance. Lulu was chanting sacred texts, while Rikka was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.
Boom's call sounded at the right time, and Rikka pulled Lulu back to the Wonder House. The alluring aroma diffused in the air, Rikka took out the ale from the dimensional space, and Lulu closed her eyes and prayed.
However, ten minutes later, the two women were biting into meat skewers without any image. Even Lulu, who was originally gentle and elegant, was rarely tit for tat with Rikka at this moment.
"Little Lulu, these things belong to someone else. If you dare to take away a bunch again, I will be angry." Rikka's stupid hair trembled slightly, and his face was full of displeasure.
"Sister Rikka is serious. I am just eating Brother Boom's barbecue. Gods above me, tasting delicious food is also a kind of spiritual practice."
Lulu gently picked up a bunch of vegetables, and then licked it with her tongue to declare her ownership of the thing. Boom sighed, and then went to the campfire again.
The smell of burnt internal organs wafted away again. Rikka didn't like these things, so she had to drink ale gloomily. But Lulu seemed to be in high spirits, and even ate far more than Boom.
"Brother Boom, these grilled fish tails are really good, but they would be perfect if they were more burnt." Lulu gave up the sauce and chose sea salt instead.
"Experts, but it's a pity that the season is wrong now. If we could get some fish roe, the taste would be indescribable." Boom's eyes sparkled, and he replied happily.
"You're not sick, are you? You're not eating those good things, and you're choosing something no one wants?" Rikka unconvinced stuffed a bunch of offal into her mouth, but spit it out in an instant.
"You layman, shut up!" The voices of Boom and Lulu echoed on the Nightingale Grassland. The two looked at each other and smiled, and started chewing again.
BBQ and camping are the most complementary twins. The former has the finishing touch, while the latter is the cornerstone of everything. Laughter kept ringing next to the Wonder House, pots of ale disappeared, and Boom rarely laughed out loud. Seeing that Boom was so happy, Rikka transformed herself into her strongest state. The double blades kept waving in the air, and countless fireflies fell like snowflakes.
Time passed by, and the three people who were full of wine and food gathered around the campfire. Boom kept adding charcoal, Rikka tasted his beloved white sugar cake, and Lulu covered her chest with her hands.
"Gods above, please give Lulu some more time, even if she becomes a demon, even if she never reincarnates." Lulu looked up at the night sky and prayed silently.
It was almost late at night, and an owl was seen flying quickly from a tree branch, and its target was a mole that had come out of its burrow.
This scene kept repeating in front of the three people. Although most of the time, the owl could always catch the mole, but the mole, which desperately resisted, would drag the owl into the burrow from time to time.
The screams were endless, and the bright red animal blood spread on the Nightingale Grassland. Boom shook his head, while Rikka trembled slightly with anger.
Being interrupted in his rare leisure time is the last thing Rikka can tolerate. A trace of coercion surges out of his body, and the surface of the double blades squeaks.
But at this moment, a warm breath fell from the sky. Boom stared blankly at the petite body in front of him, and Rikka also turned his head in surprise.
The chanting of sacred texts continued to expand, and Lulu's body was wrapped in golden light. The angel statue on her chest was held in the palm of her hand, and the dead owl and mole were resurrected again.
"The holy text contains not only commandments, but also a requiem. Stop the fearless killing, and the glory of the gods will come to the world again."
After Lulu spit out the last verse, she opened her eyes with a smile. At this time, Boom and Rikka were sitting by the campfire, eating barbecue again.
"Brother, why don't you teach Lulu about your theory?" Rikka fiddled with the bonfire and said softly.
"No need, she has her own beliefs." Boom chewed a bunch of cow intestines and replied with a smile.