The next morning, Boom slowly opened his eyes. After confirming that everything about Rikka was correct, he made himself some breakfast. Familiar dried meat, familiar bread, and a silent wonder house.
Time passed slowly, and Boom looked through a book he bought from Hornworm Bay, trying to keep himself busy. Although he was worried about Rikka, he could not provide any help.
This feeling was far more painful than letting him practice day and night. A sense of powerlessness kept growing in his heart, making him endlessly depressed.
At this time, the huge bud wrapping the six flowers, the rhizome underneath it gradually shrank. If there were seemingly invisible magic patterns emerging on the surface of the bud, it became increasingly clear.
Boom closed the book gently. He didn't want to lie to himself. Now he couldn't calm down and do anything at all. Sitting cross-legged opposite the flower bud, Boom grinned and randomly poured out all the contents of the storage bag.
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Dozens of gold coins, more than fifty magic books, two sets of black robes, and some dried meat and water. Other than that, there is nothing else.
Although Rikka had received a lot of magic crystals through the mercenary mercenary group, many of which were mid-grade or even top-grade high-grade goods. However, because Boom attacked the mid-level magician some time ago, they had already been exhausted. In addition, in order to avoid the relationship between Xisai's cavalry, the two have been hiding in the iron birch forest recently. Although they live a comfortable life, they have also cut off the only way to obtain magic crystals.
"Rikka said that he was of little help to her. This should be her experience after evolving twice."
"But since it is said to be 'very small', it proves that the magic power input from the outside is still useful."
"Brother is not as powerful as you think, and there is only so much he can do, but even the smallest help is better than standing by and standing there dumbfounded."
Boom wanted to reach out and pat the other person out of habit, but in the end he stopped half a foot away. He smiled bitterly and slowly closed his eyes at random.
The black wood staff emits wisps of fluorescence, and the four-color light strips of "Elemental Summoning" gradually break away from Boom and gently hover around the bud.
The originally somewhat wilted emerald-green rhizomes twisted slightly again, as if a traveler in the desert had found an oasis, or more like a hungry and destitute homeless man feasting on a meal.
Time passed minute by minute, and finally, after more than two hours, Boom stopped transmitting magic power to the flower buds. It was almost noon, and Boom now got some food by himself, and then walked out of the Wonder House. p>
Standing in the cold iron birch forest, Boom quickly swallowed the food into his stomach while listening to the sounds around him. He didn't want to disturb Rikka, and he planned to see what was going on outside.
Evolved contract beasts usually become more powerful, but the process of evolution is full of dangers. One is that there is a probability that the evolution will fail, and there are many examples of it being unable to recover.
The second is that the contracted beast will completely lose its defense capabilities during the evolution process. Let alone a powerful professional, even an ordinary person can kill it with a kitchen knife.
Without the magic crystal reserve, Boom is just an intermediate magician who has just advanced, and there is no telling when the Cisse cavalry will suddenly appear.
Boom's current mood is extremely bad. It's not that he can't rob and kill the mercenary group, but Rikka's safety is the top priority.
Therefore, all Boom can do now, apart from injecting some magic power into the opponent, is just to wait. However, waiting is the most torturous, and it has made me sleepless and uneasy lately.
"Without the assistance of magic crystal, the speed of recovering magic power is really slow. If it weren't for the characteristics of space spells, it would probably take a whole day."
"The magic power in the black wood staff must not be used easily. If a battle really breaks out, then I and Rikka will definitely be dead and in different places."
"And you can't use magic power casually at night. Although the Iron Birch Forest is remote, there may be professionals there, and if you don't do it right, you will be discovered by them."
Boom thought of this, turned around randomly and got into the Wonder House. The magic fluorescence condensed into a light band again, and once again danced to the side of the flower bud.
Throughout this whole day, Boom continued to repeat the act of absorbing and transporting magic power. Until the sunset was replaced by darkness, until the sky was filled with stars.
Joy is always the best gift for "paranoia". Boom finally showed a smile at this time and was curiously looking at the huge bud in front of him.
I can see that its surface is covered with magic lines at this moment, and they are slowly flowing along the veins and lines of the leaves. As for the emerald green rhizome underneath, it has long since disappeared.
Although he didn't know whether this change came from the magic power he lost to the opponent, or from Rikka's own energy. But some sense of participation was a good thing, and the change of the buds again showed that Rikka was safe and sound.
Although the two souls have long since merged and are aware of each other's safety, Boom still chooses his own eyes out of habit.
In his opinion, the most real thing is what he sees with his own eyes. Even if the feeling is accurate, it still seems a bit erratic and illusory.
The fire rose quietly, and the kettle continued to spit out white gas. It was almost late at night, and Boom naturally stopped transmitting magic power.
"Now I have to work hard to maintain my best condition, instead of being hot-headed and exhausting the magic power in the black wood staff."
"Guarding Rikka's evolution is the key. As for whether she succeeds or not, it depends on her."
"My little sister is really careless. How can any contracted beast evolve just as it says? Isn't this obviously causing trouble to its master?"
"You didn't even mention giving me the snacks in the dimensional space before evolving. If you didn't still have a lot of dried meat on hand, I would have starved to death before completing the evolution."
Boom looked at the flower buds with a smile and said softly. Although he was usually very annoyed by Liuhua, but now that he suddenly became quiet, he missed her a little bit.
The candles were extinguished, and Boom was sitting in the Wonderful House wrapped in a bearskin blanket. A pair of black pupils emitted a ghostly light, which merged with the moonlight and shattered the stars.
His hand shook with every call of the night owl, and the black wooden staff seemed to be aware of the owner's nervousness, with magic fluorescence always spurting out from the top.
At this time, Boom was as motionless as a statue, quietly guarding Rikka, and quietly waiting for anyone who dared to attack.
If the opponent is not as good as him, Boom will instantly blast him into powder. If the opponent is strong, Boom will use up the last bit of magic in his body, and then go to the Hall of Valor with Rikka.
It was impossible to sleep, and rest was nonsense. Boom kept repeating the spell to attack the magic circle in his mind, trying to be half a minute faster when something unexpected happened.
The giant flower bud behind him has always been floating in the air. Although the mysterious magic patterns on it are slowly flowing, there is no sign of any change.
The dead leaves in the iron birch forest rubbed against each other, and the night owls who returned to their nests closed their eyes. The first ray of morning light appeared instantly, and the world ushered in a new day.
Today is the third day of Rikka's evolution. Boom fell asleep after breakfast. Compared with the dark night, the dazzling sunshine outside at this moment made him feel more at ease.