The Principality of Cisse killed Andrea, the envoy of Frost Riding Castle, but the latter did not have any surprise, let alone any clear action.
Everything seems to have been destined for a long time. The rotation of the years will not be changed because of a certain person, nor will it be slowed down by a certain principality, nor will it deviate from its established track.
King Ogu is still sitting on the throne, Grand Duke Cisse is still smiling, Pablo is still afraid of his wife, and the waves of Blood Bay are still red.
And Boom and Rikka, who are far away in the iron birch forest, always work at sunrise and rest at sunset. The smell of meat soup in the wonderful house never dissipates, and romance novels are scattered on the ground.
The black wooden staff is always floating in mid-air, either igniting a fire due to attacking the magic circle, or resisting the night rain because of the defensive magic circle, or spurting out little white glows in the fluorescence of the healing magic circle.
The exquisite petal magic patterns become more and more lifelike, and Boom's ventriloquism casting becomes more pure. Everything seems to be moving for the better, but the problem never ends there.
From Hornworm Bay to the river bank, from robbing and killing mercenary groups to doing nothing. Rikka ate up all the snacks in the dimension, but never tasted sugar cake again.
Under such circumstances, she actually became interested in magic crystals. When she saw that he was fine, she swallowed one of the magic crystals, treating it as something to satisfy her hunger.
Although Boom felt a little distressed, he never said anything to stop her. Because in his heart, as long as Rikka was happy, it didn't matter if he swallowed his black wooden staff.
The result of the indulgence was another disaster. Half a month later, Rikka changed from her original quirky state to a listless one.
Boom made breakfast in the morning, and the chat after dinner was replaced by snoring. Rikka slept longer and longer, and ate countless magic crystals.
It was the hunger that came from the depths of her soul, and it was the feeling that Rikka was most afraid of. She held Boom's hand and swallowed the last magic crystal with tears in her eyes.
"Brother, something seems to be wrong again. All the magic crystals have been eaten by others. How is my brother's cultivation going?" Liuhua made a sad face, not daring to look at Boom's expression.
"It doesn't matter, how do you feel now? The magic power in my brother's body has not been used yet, are you still hungry?" Boom asked softly while stroking Rikka's little head.
In Boom's view, whether it is magic crystals or gold coins, they are just things he got by chance. But Rikka is different. They are lives of flesh and blood, and they are his only relatives.
"No... no need, I feel... it feels like it's about to evolve again." Hearing this, Rikka poked her head out of the bearskin blanket and replied with some uncertainty.
She has experienced this feeling twice. Although she became stronger each time, Boom almost died each time. Therefore, she is afraid of evolution, at least she shouldn't be so now.
"That's a good thing. Don't worry, my brother will definitely persist until the end this time. After all, I am now an intermediate magician."
Boom was stunned when he heard this, and then comforted him. He didn't care whether Rikka evolved or not, as long as he could always be healthy, that was Boom's biggest wish.
"Brother, in fact, you don't have to stand by when people evolve, let alone spend magic power. Because those things are of almost zero help to me, it's better to use them where needed."
"After all, I am a contracted beast. Naturally, I can only complete my evolution by myself. All I have to do is ensure that no one comes to disturb me. It's time to eat and sleep."
"Didn't I eat a water-based contract beast egg earlier? I guess it has been completely digested now. In addition, I have swallowed a lot of magic crystals recently, and I have just reached the bottom line of evolving again."
Lihua blushed and said with some embarrassment. In her opinion, it is really shameful for any contracted beast to evolve because of greed.
However, she never intended to hide it from the other party, otherwise her brother would definitely inject magic into herself like he did before.
"Then do you want to start now? Although we don't have magic crystals now, I have always maintained my best condition." Boom asked with a smile.
Rikka nodded when he heard the words, and after squeezing Boom's hand, he slowly closed his eyes. The petal magic pattern appeared on his forehead, and Rikka floated into the air instantly.
"Brother, remember what I said, don't wrong yourself. I'll be back in a few days!" Rikka nodded to Boom with a smile, and then fell into a deep sleep.
It's not like magic, let alone fighting spirit, it's just like a beast-like coercion that fills the Wonder House. Boom was squeezed into a corner, let alone helping, even breathing became increasingly difficult.
Strips of light as thin as gossamers penetrated the body, and they gathered more and more around Rikka, eventually twisting into an emerald-green rhizome.
The six flowers floated on the top of the rhizome, and the hairspring surged again, wrapping it up. The light ball buzzed, and the dominant magic circle of the Wonder House creaked.
Two hours later, Rikka was completely wrapped by it, and she was in a huge bud. The pressure dissipated, the air flowed, and everything returned to normal again.
However, at this time, Boom was slumped on the ground like a dead dog. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, then stood up and walked out of the Wonder House.
No one was discovered. Everything was normal in the iron birch forest. Fallen leaves continued to drift away, and the cold wind was still biting and freezing. Boom observed for half an hour before opening the tent door again.
"Rikka is a contract beast, and she also said that she can't help."
"Am I just staring like this? Could it be that Rikka was worried about me and that's why she said those words?"
"It's better not to cause unnecessary problems, otherwise it will hurt Rikka and it will be self-defeating."
"The first time was a few days, the second time was more than half a month, this time it should be longer."
"Then what should I do now? Eat? Sleep? Practice? Rikka, you'd better come back soon."
Boom sat opposite the flower bud, looking at it carefully and thinking wildly. He was very confused now, as if he was sitting on pins and needles, and had a lump in his throat.
Boom really wanted to go out and rob the mercenary group, because no matter whether Rikka succeeded in evolving or not, she might need to swallow the magic crystal again.
But it was unrealistic to leave it in the iron birch forest. So Boom had to look out the window from time to time, or walk back and forth in the Wonder House.
On the branch above the moon, Boom was holding a wooden bowl, and inside it was the meat soup leftover from yesterday's meal. The Wonderful House was completely dark at the moment, with neither a candle light nor the warmth from the fireplace. p>
This is the only thing that Boom can do now, trying to hide the Wonder House and trying not to let others disturb Rikka. He curled up in the bearskin blanket, and the smell of the other person poured into his nose.
The huge flower bud is always emitting fluorescence, with mysterious magic patterns flickering in and out, as if it is responding to the host inside.
Boom looked at these magic patterns, but even though he racked his brains, he could not recognize a single symbol. It was not Common Language, Elvish Language, Orc Language, or Space System Magic Circle.
He stood up gently and fell asleep leaning on the emerald green roots. Since he couldn't help, he had to do a good job of guarding the Wonder House. Recklessness and impulsiveness are the stupidest things. Boom must not make the same mistake again. p>
