Life is back on track again. Boom practices in the Wonder House every day, constantly performing flower petal formations. Rikka, on the other hand, went to Hornworm Bay again, purchased a lot of ingredients, and brought back more than a dozen magical magic stones.
Crystal.
However, the time she spent in the Wonder House became shorter and shorter every day. Although Boom did not ask questions, he was worried in his heart.
After breakfast, Rikka walked out of the Wonder House as usual and quietly walked towards the Hansand Wasteland. Along the way, all the beasts were crawling on the ground, no longer as unruly as usual.
More than an hour later, Rikka arrived at an unknown hill. The dazzling sunlight was instantly blocked by the branches, and the light spots scattered around her feet like stars.
Outside a certain natural cave, Rikka stopped and took out the things he had purchased in the past few days. Dried meat, offal, and countless pieces of milk produced in the golden plains of the orcs.
The howl of the wolf echoed through the sky, and the one-eyed white wolf king lowered his head, as if he were bowing to the nobles. As for the three little guys, they had already been embraced by Rikka.
Rikka likes to live in a natural environment, and even more so with wild beasts. This feeling is the call from the depths of the soul and an irresistible temptation.
She knew that Boom would definitely refuse such a thing, so Rikka had to carefully conceal it. During this period of time every day, Rikka's face was always full of smiles.
She didn't mind the pungent smell in the cave, let alone the hardness of the wolf's fur, or the dirty flesh pads. The two meteorite iron swords became teething sticks, and the Viking war skirt became a scratching post.
Sometimes Rikka exudes the aura of a beast, lying on all fours like a white wolf. Sometimes she wrestles with a certain white wolf, like an instructor training soldiers.
"It would be great if my brother could be here, but the magician probably doesn't like this kind of life."
"Boss, second child, and third child, when will you grow up? Sister Rikka will definitely train you to become the most ferocious wolf king."
"I really envy you for being triplets. My brother and I were both orphans before, but fortunately we are dependent on each other now."
"Go away! You have already eaten all the milk slices! Wait until I go to Hornworm Bay next time and buy you some more."
Rikka leaned against the entrance of the cave, sometimes teasing the three little guys, and sometimes looking blankly at the sky. The cave was covered with animal skins, which was Rikka's preparation for the wolves to survive the black rainy month.
Time seems to have stood still, and the clouds in the sky no longer change shape. Although the temperature is getting colder, Rikka and the wolves have long been used to it.
However, just when Rikka was drowsy, bursts of beast roars suddenly sounded. This nameless hill is not the exclusive land of wolves, there is another pack of beasts during this period.
Gray leopards are beasts that like to live in cold climates. They are no different from ordinary cheetahs except for their short gray fur.
As beings at the top of the food chain, gray leopards and white wolves have always been fighting. This battle has lasted for hundreds of years, and I don’t know how long it will continue.
Figures emerged from the iron birch forest, and the gray leopard king headed by them slowly walked towards the outside of the cave. The one-eyed white wolf king opened his eyes and faced the opponent without fear.
As for the three little guys, they were tightly held in Liuhua's arms. Their milky howls probably never reached the other camp.
After Rikkatai appeased the three little ones, she stood up and walked towards the gray leopard group. However, just when she was about to help, the White Wolf King bit her Viking skirt.
A determined gaze shot out from the White Wolf King's single eye. It was the dignity of a leader and the confidence that a beast should have.
Rikka sighed, then turned around and returned to the entrance of the cave. The expected large-scale battle did not appear. This was the default rule of both parties.
Because if both sides start fighting, no matter which side wins in the end, the result will be nothing but cold corpses.
The fighting of beasts is completely different from that of humans. They are not fighting for face, not to show off their strength, nor are they hating each other.
Resources determine everything, and any result that can make the tribe live better is worth risking one's life for. The Black Rain Moon is coming, and the food in this unknown hill has become the trigger for the fight between the two sides.
The two figures kept colliding and looking at each other, their teeth cracked one by one, and their claws were all curled. The white wolf king's hair was dyed red with blood, and the gray leopard king's left front leg had already been broken.
Thick breathing echoed in the space. Both groups were ready and glared at each other. But they did not take action, always waiting for victory or defeat.
The dignity of the beast king needs to be remembered through scars, or it may end with death. Anyone who interferes halfway is the biggest insult to it.
The roar sounded again, and the White Wolf King did not hesitate to have his abdomen torn apart by the opponent, but actually bit the opponent's neck accurately. Blood spurted out, and the Gray Leopard King slowly closed his eyes.
The wolf pack howled, but all the other wolves lowered their heads. This was a tribute to the victor, and it was also a tribute to their leader.
Seeing that the battle was over, Rikka slowly walked towards the gray leopards. As if they had realized something, the gray leopards showed their sharp teeth again.
Her right hand transformed into a short blade, and Rikka chopped down gray leopards one after another like melons and vegetables. But the gray leopards always gathered in front of her, showing no intention of retreating.
Rikka frowned, because she was tired of this boring killing game. The start of the sword skill of grace appeared, and a huge pressure filled the iron birch forest.
However, at this moment, the seriously injured White Wolf King ran to her side, and then stopped Rikka with his own body.
Before Rikka could come to her senses, she slowly walked into the gray leopard group and finally stood under a certain iron birch tree. With her gray appearance and angry young face, she was the only descendant of the Gray Leopard King.
, and is the new king that the entire gray leopard group must protect with their lives.
"You want me to let them go? These guys are your enemies, and they will definitely challenge you again in the future." Rikka asked in confusion.
The White Wolf King nodded as if he could understand people's words, and then looked at his three children. The blood had dried up long ago, but the wound was always white.
There was no sound in the iron birch forest. Rikka sometimes looked at the wolves behind her, and sometimes looked at the gray leopard cub in front of her. Finally, she released her right hand from the short blade form, turned around and walked towards the cave.
Seeing this, the gray leopards quickly ran to the other side of the unknown hill. Since the challenge failed, they could only choose to survive the Black Rainy Moon.
Rikka took out a few pills from the dimensional space and then stuffed them into the White Wolf King's mouth. The three little guys kept licking their mother with their tongues, looking extremely worried.
The setting sun dyed the cold sand wasteland orange-red, and Rikka returned to the Wonderful House again. Shovels kept flying, and plates of food were placed in front of Boom.
The so-called weight of life is that everyone has something to protect with their own hands. The Gray Leopard King bravely went to war with the White Wolf King for his own species. Although the White Wolf King won, he did not completely destroy the other party. Rikka looked at the night outside the window and smiled. Although the beast's rules are simple and straightforward, it is the most suitable standard for her.