"Brother, this place is very different from the slums in Ogu City. How about we live here in the future." Rikka slumped on Boom and said softly.
"Did you take the wrong medicine and live here in a wooden house instead of living in a separate house?" Boom pinched the other person's nose and replied with a wry smile.
Then the two returned to the wooden house, no longer entangled in the problems of the poor. The laughter continued, Rikka jumped up and down in the wooden house, while Boom leaned quietly against the wall.
Help is always limited, no matter how important it is to the most important person, or to an insignificant bystander. In the end, the bargaining chip in each person's hand is just one life, and after it is gone, there will be nothing left to do.
Therefore, even Rikka, who is full of love, will not do stupid things to harm Boom. Because that choice does not exist at all, and no one will be more important than Boom.
However, just when the slum area gradually fell into silence, a figure quietly walked in. This person first looked around in the corner with a suspicious look, and after confirming that everything was unstable, he quietly got into a wooden house.
When the one-armed knight saw this person, he was startled for a moment, but then frowned instantly. However, the other person could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart, and slowly took out a storage bag from his arms.
"This is what I got today. Boss, guess what's in it?" The man chuckled, then reached out and grabbed the black bread on the plate.
Hundreds of gold coins and dozens of magic crystals, including two of the highest quality. However, the most eye-catching thing is a parchment that proves the identity of its owner.
Marquis, such great nobles, are one of the few even in the High Court. And they are the ones who can influence the future of the principality, or it is more appropriate to call them a cluster of forces.
On the premise of ensuring that their own interests will not suffer losses, most of them are very good at speaking up and can even provide some assistance during wars.
But once their bottom line is touched, the other party will definitely pay a heavy price. Perhaps except for some people who stand at the top of power, they don't take anyone seriously at all.
Therefore, the meaning of this parchment is no longer simply a document proving the status of a noble. What it represents is an absolute, absolute inviolability.
"Did you steal this?" the one-armed knight asked in disbelief.
"Hey, I stayed in the shithole all night and finally caught a big fish." The man replied with a smile.
"I just ask if you have been discovered." The one-armed knight asked again.
"Absolutely not, those aristocratic gentlemen would not dig into the shithole to look for clues, hahaha." After that, the man got up and walked out of the wooden house.
The one-armed knight thought for a while, then burned the parchment with a candle. The poor have no future, and being able to eat and sleep is the happiest thing every day.
The next day, he and Rikka met again and went to the market area. What made Rikka different was that today the one-armed knight not only purchased a lot of fruits and vegetables, but even brought back ten bottles of healing potions.
The ghetto was boiling again, and the barn was filled with laughter. Boom looked at Rikka curiously, he needed an explanation from the other party.
"Brother, this has nothing to do with me. He seems to be rich all of a sudden, very rich." Rikka recounted what happened to the one-armed knight throughout the day, without missing any details.
The more Boom listened, the more he frowned. He looked at everyone in front of him coldly, trying to keep himself in the most objective position.
First of all, it is impossible for poor people to get rich overnight, or in other words, there is no way to quickly accumulate wealth except by robbing and killing mercenary groups.
But regardless of the fact that the one-armed knight has been staying with Rikka for the past two days, even if he really goes to Nightingale Grassland again, he will not gain such amazing results.
As for the whimsical things like "finding a treasure", they were directly ignored. Boom has never been a person who likes "luck", so he has never believed in the existence of "luck" in the world.
The result is ready to come out. For a poor man in the High Court, there is only one way to get rich instantly, and that is to steal from the nobles, or even sneak into the nobles' mansions.
But what kind of place is Highgarden? This is the heart of the Principality of Cisse. Provoking the nobles is no less than shitting on the head of Grand Duke Grylls.
In this case, what the slums are about to face is not killing, nor blood and cruelty, but the most ruthless cleansing.
A person's power is very limited. Perhaps only after reaching the pinnacle can he control the world by himself. But before that, the Principality Cavalry is the truth.
"Let's go back. Don't talk anymore today. Just listen to me." Boom exhaled, then stood up and walked out of the shadows.
Although Rikka wanted to refute, she was aware of Boom's emotions. That feeling was very familiar, it was what she feared the most, and it was the coldness she had only experienced in the black market of Ogu City.
The two of them always wore mother-in-law masks, and Boom felt that this might be the right decision for him in the past two days. Good things never last long, at least Boom has never witnessed it.
"My lords..." The one-armed knight seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and came over quickly.
"We are leaving, you can take care of yourself." Boom did not stop, let alone explain.
"Did something happen? Can you give me some advice?" the one-armed knight asked again.
"All dangers are based on overestimation of one's capabilities, and all consequences are the bitter fruit of hitting an egg against a stone." Boom's words echoed in the ears of the one-armed knight, but he and Rikka had already disappeared into the crowd.
That afternoon, people in the slums smiled and brought out plates of food. Not only did they include beef, which is rarely seen on weekdays, but there were even fresh vegetables and fruits.
At this time, Boom and Rikka were squatting in a dark alley. The two of them had no conversation and allowed time to pass slowly.
The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the high garden orange red. After confirming again and again, Boom and Rikka returned to the small courtyard. After opening the door, Rikka sat on the bed with some disappointment.
"The game is over and we have to continue living. Do you have any questions?" Boom held the tea cup and walked to Rikka with a smile.
Rikka did not speak, but held Boom's arm tightly. This is a kind of blind trust, and it is something Rikka has never changed.
"What if my brother is wrong? These things are just my guesses." Rikka asked with some uncertainty after Boom explained clearly.
"It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, because my mission is to avoid all risks as much as possible, at least until I become the Grand Magister." Boom said while stuffing snacks into the other person's mouth.
"But if I am lucky enough to be right, then this matter will be the beginning of the destruction of the slums, and it will replicate the tragedy of Ogu City." Boom stroked Rikka's little head and said again.
"Then let's not think about it. Anyway, as long as my brother is safe, it will be fine. I have tried my best, right?" Rikka stood up and lit up the fire, becoming what it was before again.
It was night, and Rikka was nestled in Boom's arms, constantly teasing him with his silly hair. Boom used the black wooden staff to cast a healing circle, hoping to calm Rikka's emotions.
But in the palace of Highgarden, Grand Duke Grylls was sitting on the throne, with Aguero, the captain of the inner court guard, standing on the left, and the consul Chloe standing on the right.