"Are you really going to leave? Just stay for a while, maybe your amnesia has not fully recovered yet." Rikka leaned against the kitchen door and murmured in a low voice.
"That's good. If I really have amnesia, I won't remember those painful experiences anymore." Rebecca replied with a smile while frying the steak.
"Okay, but do we have to leave at night? Isn't it very dangerous?" Rikka thought for a while and then asked worriedly.
"A person always has to go through the dark night. This is what Brother Boom taught me." Rebecca chuckled and then gave Rikka a piece of steak.
Today’s lunch was very sumptuous, including not only fish and meat, but also special pickled dishes of the nomadic tribes. And all of these meals were made by Rebecca alone.
Boom and Rikka ate very well. Although they were not used to it, they would not write such things on their faces. What's more, this was the last lunch for the three of them together. It should be like this
It must be there.
After the meal, the three of them sat in the room in silence. No one spoke first, as if time stopped flowing at this moment. Finally, Rebecca slowly stood up and bowed to Boom and Rikka.
I believe that even the most picky etiquette officer will not be able to find anything wrong with the standard magician's salute. Boom grinned and then bowed back, but his actions looked very funny.
When Rikka saw the two of them dancing together like giant geese, she spat out the snacks in her mouth. Boom sighed and raised his hand to wipe away the dirt on his face.
"Thank you to Brother Boom and Sister Rikka for taking care of me these days, and even more so, thank you for saving my life."
"Sister Rikka is very gentle and her cooking is delicious, and I also got the first piece of sugar cake in my life."
"Brother Boom is very mature, but it would be better if he could smile more. His expression is a bit scary."
Rebecca stuffed the food presented by Rikka into the storage bag, but maybe because it was too worn, some tails always leaked out.
In the end, the three of them stood in the alley. Rikka kept telling Rebecca to be careful of bad guys, while Rebecca turned and looked to the other side. In the end, she still didn't knock on the door, and she never had any further problems with the dark elf Christine.
Intersection.
"This is my little thought, take it." Boom raised his hand and threw out a storage bag, which he bought when he went out last night.
Rebecca did not check immediately after catching it, but waved goodbye to the two of them. In the sunset, she slowly walked out of the alley and finally disappeared into the crowd.
With this separation, the connection between the three of them was officially severed, but perhaps in the dark, they were always connected by a thin thread.
Rebecca smiled and passed the market area, walked out of the city gate, and finally came to the place where she met the two of them. The Nightingale Grassland was still calm, and the evening wind carried the fragrance of green grass.
As a nomadic tribe, Rebecca would never refuse this kind of life. At this time, she leaned on a hill and took out the storage bag that Boom gave her from her arms.
Brand new magic thread, snow-white animal skin, lovely petals specially branded for women, and the touch that still retains residual warmth. Although dozens of gold coins are not much, they are Boom's heart.
Rebecca slowly poured out the contents, and her originally smiling eyes gradually blurred. Tears fell into the soil, and the early owl hovered in the sky.
More than thirty magic books, ranging from the most basic theoretical common sense to ancient books covering natural spells. There are also two crystal coins sandwiched in the middle.
Rebecca could no longer suppress her emotions. Her cries echoed in the Nightingale Grassland, scaring countless moles into their burrows.
With these money and books, plus the food that Rikka had stuffed into her before, Rebecca felt that she was not traveling alone, but was clearly going on an outing.
On the grassland thousands of meters away from High Court, the familiar leather tent was propped up again, with dried meat stewed in an iron pot and some freshly picked wild vegetables.
Rebecca looked around. There was no courtyard wall, no faint noise, and no figures of Boom and Rikka.
"I don't know what they are doing now, they must be chatting." Although Rebecca was a little sad, she preferred the constantly flowing night breeze.
A moment later, she packed her bags and walked south again. The unknown journey and the lonely soul, although slightly lonely, contain longing.
As for the storage bag that she never left her body before, it stayed in place forever. It was the place where she fainted, and it was the starting point of all changes.
Finally, Rebecca's figure disappeared into the darkness. The high garden behind her was still noisy, and the starry sky was still bright, as if nothing had changed.
"Brother, Rebecca really just left like that, really left." Rikka sat on the stone steps and said softly.
"Do you really want to live with her? Why?" Boom asked, looking at the night sky.
"No, even though I'm a little reluctant, I still want to live alone with my brother." Rikka leaned against Boom and replied with a smile.
"Emotion is the most deadly poison, except for you and me, because we are relatives."
"Don't waste time on being sad. It's better to get more sleep."
"That should be it for today. How about we go for a walk? I happen to be a little hungry too."
Then Boom and Rikka appeared on the street,
The two of them ate snacks and wandered in the high hall. The noise diluted the last trace of sadness, and the gears of time seemed to be twisting again.
But both of them knew that after passing through Lulu and Rebecca, nothing in their lives seemed to have changed, but everything had changed.
Rikka quietly took out a wheatgrass dragonfly from the dimensional space. It was a gift given to her by Rebecca before she left, and it was the only thing left behind.
Boom rejected Rikka's request and did not take it in his hand. He also suggested to Rikka that it would be best to throw this thing away.
"Hey, brother, do you think our relationship will become very strange in the future? It will never be this casual again." Rikka held Boom's arm and asked softly.
"Are you terminally ill? When will you die? Should I prepare in advance?" Boom held Rikka in his arms and said with a smile.
"Brother, you know how to bully others, but Highgarden is really a magical place." Rikka said with a smile.
"Yeah, it's really a magical place, but it's a little too noisy." The two finally returned to the courtyard and extinguished the candles.
Life returned to normal again, Boom began his long-lost practice, and Rikka walked through the stalls in the market area every day. The dark elf Christine across the door still smiled, and she still gave Rikka various snacks from time to time. p>
As for the wheatgrass dragonfly, Liuhua buried it on the Nightingale Grassland one day. Because there was only one place in her heart, and it had already been reserved by Boom.
But the piece of charcoal ash in the corner of the small courtyard has never dissipated, as if recalling a little girl wearing a bearskin blanket.
And in the deepest part of the utility room, a flower that should have withered long ago bloomed quietly. But this extremely uncoordinated phenomenon only lasted for a week.
Eventually the flowers withered, and the scattered petals turned into pieces of withered yellow, disappearing silently in the moonlight.