"Brother, brother, this mole seems to be dying, hurry up and save it!"
"Brother, brother, what a pitiful caterpillar, why don't the male angels come and take a look!"
"Brother, brother, this big tree is also sick. You won't just die without saving it!"
Rikka ran like a lunatic on the Nightingale Grassland, sometimes squatting next to the grass, and sometimes carrying back an animal carcass.
Boom sat by the bonfire, spinning the iron picks and shaking his head in confusion. But he did not blame Rikka and allowed him to act strangely.
"Your Highness, although the healing circle is fun, it consumes magic power. Do you really want me to save these things?" Boom asked with a smile.
"Huh! You're just kidding me, big idiot!" Rikka raised his hand and grabbed a bunch of beef tongue and chewed it without any image.
Seeing this, Boom stopped complaining and took out water and ale from the storage bag. This was a barbecue banquet for the two of them to celebrate Boom learning the "Healing Circle", and it was Rikka's reward for celebrating Boom's coming out of the haze. But even though it was a reward, Rikka didn't do anything. Instead, she interfered with Boom from time to time. She was like a little princess, domineering and cute.
"It's night. Is it cold? I'm going to get a bearskin blanket." Boom slowly stood up and got into the Wonder House.
Rikka smiled sweetly and did not refuse. But just when she was about to eat something more, she suddenly stood up and drew out the twin swords of meteorite iron.
I saw a figure appearing not far away, slowly approaching the direction of the Wonder House. Rikka's expression was very ugly, because the other person disturbed her and Boom's alone time.
Bang! The figure did not attack or escape, but fell directly on the spot. Rikka grinned and walked over.
The tattered animal skin, the pale face, and the cracked lips due to lack of water. Rikka dragged the other person back to the campfire, but she had no intention of treating him.
"I got you a glass of milk, drink it while it's hot." Boom said, holding a bearskin blanket in one hand and a glass in the other.
However, he froze on the spot, thinking that he had only been away for a few minutes when Rikka kidnapped a little girl.
"What's going on? Who is she?" Boom took out the black wooden staff and asked softly.
"How could anyone know? She passed out and Rikka picked her up out of boredom." Rikka sighed, but there was no trace of regret in her eyes.
Boom raised his eyebrows when he heard this. How could he not understand what Rikka meant? Now that he has learned the "Healing Circle", he needs a practice partner.
But Boom had no intention of helping. He glanced at the little girl coldly, and finally classified her as a poor person.
But there are countless poor people in this world. If Boom treats everyone, there is no need to dream of advancing to a great mage.
"Try it, it's fate, brother is the best." Rikka chuckled, and then hugged Boom.
Rikka has already figured out Boom's character. Although he looks very cold on the outside, he is a good person on the inside, or at least an honest person.
Boom sighed, and then ordered Liuhua to carry the other party into the Wonder House. Since he had to help, he would naturally not cast space spells in Nightingale Prairie.
"The skull of a salamander is broken, the bones of a starfish are broken, the dried blood is stagnant, the music of life resounds through hell, in my name, the healing circle!"
The golden light completely enveloped the little girl, and her rag doll-like body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Fire magic maintained body temperature, water magic eliminated impurities from the body, wind magic relaxed the opponent's nerves, and earth magic
The magic blocks all noise.
Although the healing circle looks very magical, it only exerts the basic characteristics of the four main magic elements at the same time.
It is far less mysterious than the priest's holy light, and it is also completely different from the principle of potion. However, it is this kind of treatment method that returns to the origin, but it can often produce unexpected results.
After a few minutes, the golden light gradually shrank, and Boom also put away the black wooden staff. Although the other party's face was still full of dust, his complexion returned to normal.
Slight snoring sounded in the Wonder House. Boom and Rikka looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They both felt that this person was a little too casual. If they didn't have good intentions, he would definitely be dead.
"Heat up the remaining meat soup and prepare some water. I'm going to bed." After saying that, Boom climbed directly into the bearskin blanket.
"Brother! Why do you want me to do these things? I am the princess!" Liuhua walked towards the stove and shouted loudly.
"Your Highness Princess? Who is it? It's already past midnight, and Cinderella is about to return to her original form. Are you saying this is your own trouble?" Boom looked at the book and replied with a smile.
However, although the two of them bickered and argued, no one really chose to sleep. The other person was a stranger, and he was the kind of guy who didn't know anything about it.
The black wooden staff is always shrunk in the bearskin blanket, and Rikka's left hand is always in the state of a short blade. If the opponent dares to make the slightest abnormal move, he will be killed instantly.
Two hours later, Rikka leaned against Boom, and Boom also felt very helpless. At this time, sounds sounded intermittently in the Wonder House, but the content was very bitter.
"Uncle Warrior, this is a wheat straw dragonfly made by someone else. If you don't like it, just throw it away."
"Grandpa Patriarch, I don't have anyone to play with. I feel so lonely. Why don't you tell me a story?"
"Don't come here. I'm a bad guy. If others see you talking to me, you won't have any friends."
"They are all dead, and I am the only one left. I want to go to Highgarden. This is my final mission."
"The Nightingale Grassland is very beautiful, but I should stop here. That's it, I'm finally free."
The little girl murmured intermittently, tears constantly pouring out of her eyes, wetting her hair, the bedding, and Rikka's heart.
"Brother, why don't we wake her up? This should be very painful, just like my brother is trapped in the environment." Rikka asked softly.
"I don't want to go through what happened to Lulu again. This is my bottom line. Do you remember it?" Boom stood up slowly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
"Rikka feels that a brother is a brother, no matter how he treats Rikka before or now." Rikka hugged Boom's leg bitterly and remained as still as a salted fish.
"Stop making trouble, but if the other party has any intentions, I will definitely kill them." Boom patted Rikka's little head and motioned for her to speak properly.
"Don't worry, if that's the case, people will definitely take action first. Those who waste Liuhua's love must use their lives to compensate."
Rikka slowly stretched out her left hand that had been hidden in her leather sleeve. Under the dim light of the candle, a short blade covered with magic patterns was reflecting the cold light.
The gibbering continued, and copious amounts of sweat continued to break out from the little girl's body. She stuffed a few pills into her mouth, and the meat soup on the stove always remained warm.
Boom was stroking Rikka's fur while eating each other's snacks. Rikka was leaning next to Boom, looking at the little girl with a complicated expression.