The next morning, Boom stood in the yard under Liuhua's suspicious eyes, neither stretching nor making any move.
He stared blankly at the sky, as if he wanted to cast his gaze into the clouds, or behind the clouds. Rikka did not say anything because she felt like her heart was palpitating.
"Rikka, why do you think people lie? Wouldn't it be better to be sincere?" Boom murmured, then lowered his head and looked at the other person.
"I don't know, lying is bad, but if it's a white lie, it must be excusable." Rikka tilted her head and answered with some uncertainty.
"Extenuating circumstances, then hurry up and cook, I'm going to starve to death." Boom smiled, waved his hand and put the black wooden staff into the storage bag.
In Boom's mind, deception is deception, and no amount of explanation can change this fact. But Rikka's words made him very confused, and he even gave up his determination to kill the little girl.
Since his only relative intends to act like this, Boom will naturally not stop him. At worst, it is better for the two of them to go to the Hall of Valor together than to leave any regrets.
After breakfast, Rebecca was still wearing a bearskin blanket, but she did not "camp" today, but got into the utility room.
Boom and Rikka were sitting on the bed, neither looking around nor doing anything to stop them. Boom was eating Rikka's snacks, while Rikka was waving the black wooden staff.
"Brother, did she eat a lot today, but why does she always feel a little strange?" Rikka asked softly.
"Because she knows what etiquette is. The reason is very simple. The poor cannot pretend to be nobles, and the nobles cannot become poor." Boom replied with a smile.
"Oh, that's it, that means she's lying to me. She even made a bearskin blanket by herself." Rikka's face became more and more ugly, and even a large area of her skin turned tan.
"If you eat too much sugar cake, you will become stupid, but the other party doesn't seem to have any ill intentions. Just calm down." Boom stroked Rikka's cheek and said softly.
"Huh? My brother is the fool. Rikka is unhappy and needs brother's comfort!" Hearing this, Rikka lay directly in the other person's arms and no longer considered Rebecca's affairs.
In Rikka's heart, as long as Boom is safe and sound, everything is dispensable. On the contrary, as long as Boom is angry, even the old gods or gods will have to pay a heavy price.
At this time, Rebecca was sitting blankly in the utility room. She slowly took off the small hourglass and slowly closed her eyes.
In an instant, the utility room was filled with a strong magic power. However, this magic power was completely opposite to Boom. Not only was it very peaceful, it even warmed every corner.
The emerald green fluorescence kept flashing, and Rebecca's eyes were covered with a touch of green. The small hourglass floated in the air, and the fine sand inside it slowly passed away.
"Long time no see, my old friend, do you feel lonely? After all, you have been sleeping for so long."
"Your name is the Eternal Hourglass. It is my magic weapon and one of my few friends."
Rebecca smiled, waved her hand and held it in the palm of her hand. The potted plants in the utility room, which had withered long ago, suddenly became full of green. Not only did they regain a new life, they even bloomed with brilliance.
The moss on the walls is like grass, and the flowers that are constantly growing cover the ground. The utility room is like another world, a small space like a fairyland.
However, a moment later, Rebecca put on the bearskin blanket again, and the utility room returned to its original appearance.
Stuffing the eternal hourglass into her clothes, Rebecca slowly opened the door. She walked into the room with a smile and threw herself directly into Rikka's arms.
Tears kept pouring out, and Rikka wanted to ask, but Boom stopped her with her eyes. The room was very quiet, and the only sound left was Rebecca's sobs.
Boom's dinner consisted of cups of strong tea, while Rikka held Rebecca in his arms and stroked her cheek. As for Rebecca, she curled up in her arms and held on to Rikka's clothes. p>
This night, Rebecca was very heavy, or after experiencing countless hardships, tonight she truly took off all her guard. Dreams no longer appeared, and time seemed to stand still.
Rikka quietly laid her down, and then quietly crawled to Boom. The two chewed the dried meat while watching the live performance.
"It's glowing, brother." Rikka pursed her lips, indicating that Rebecca's body was constantly emitting fluorescence, and the faint magic wave appeared again.
"It's turned green, brother." Rikka stood up and heated a glass of milk for herself, then sat next to Boom again. As for Boom, he grinned helplessly.
"It's floating, brother." Rikka pointed at the eternal hourglass and yawned. Boom sighed and continued eating dried meat.
"The flowers are blooming, brother." Rikka looked at a potted plant on the window sill, her tone full of envy. Boom sat up and motioned Rikka not to talk so nonsense.
"It's back to normal again, brother." Rikka poked Rebecca, but she was still sleeping soundly. Boom gently covered the bearskin blanket, then turned and walked out of the room.
The two of them stood outside the courtyard gate, looking at the noise coming from the street not far away, while looking at each other speechless. Because in the current state of the other party, even if she is not a saint from a nomadic tribe, her origin must not be simple.<
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To kill or not to kill is a question. Their thinking is a little confused now and they urgently need to calm down. Boom took a deep breath and then spoke first.
"The other party is a high-level magician, and he should be of the extremely rare natural type." Boom directly revealed the other party's identity without any foreshadowing.
"As for whether she is a saint, I don't know, but judging from her daily habits, she must be close to her." Boom added again.
"Then brother means to kill her? Wouldn't that be a bit hasty? Besides, she didn't show any malice."
Rikka thought about it for a while and finally told her true thoughts. She didn't care who she killed, but she still didn't want to get to know the people related to her with her own hands.
"But she should have recovered her memory. You can't deny this." Boom frowned and expressed what he cared about most.
He is not a murderer, so he will not cut off anyone's head just because there is nothing wrong. But he does not allow this kind of deception, which is the most disgusting behavior.
"Give her some more time. We don't know what she went through, so we can't conclude that she is a bad person." Rikka replied stubbornly.
In the end, the two decided to continue acting out with each other until the other party made it clear in person or showed any ill intentions. She was just a stranger, an acquaintance at best.
However, the two of them did not know that Rebecca was slumped on the bed at this time. She was wrapped in a bearskin blanket and tears slowly fell down.
"Is it the truth? As long as you tell the truth, can you stay? If that's the case, then I don't have any scruples." Rebecca closed her eyes again. She made a decision and waited until the morning light enveloped the High Court again.