The next morning, Boom finally woke up from his sleep under Rikka's careful care. Although he was still a little weak at the moment, he was out of danger.
Any disease can be big or small, miracles will appear in those who are terminally ill, and the inconspicuous flu can also take away the lives of unlucky people.
Magicians are also human beings, and they will get sick as humans. Even those so-called top experts will struggle due to hemorrhoids. This is just like no matter how beautiful a noble lady is, her poop will still stink.
Boom looked at everything in the wonderful house. The fire was always warm, and the meat soup on the stove was also exuding aroma. Although Rikka was missing, Boom showed a smile.
But when he wanted to get up, he collapsed on the ground again due to loss of strength. There was a slight furry touch on his right hand, and a howl sounded instantly.
This is the youngest of the three white wolf cubs, and because of his gentle personality, Rikka allowed him to stay in the Wonder House.
As for the scream, it was Boom who accidentally suppressed its tail. The little guy looked at Boom with an aggrieved look, as if he was asking for an explanation.
Boom sighed, thinking that he was no longer a mid-level magician. He probably wasn't as strong as this little kid. He stood up slowly and walked towards the stove in search of the scent.
After eating two large bowls of meat soup, Boom regained some strength again. As for the little follower, he also received a rare charity from Boom.
Gently opening the tent door, the White Wolf King instantly opened his eyes, but when he saw it was Boom, he didn't make any sound. Boom nodded with a smile, and then leaned against the tent door, staring at the
Rikka is busy in the distance.
Daily life is dull and trivial. Whether it’s chopping wood or preparing food, your dirty robe needs to be washed, and last night’s dinner plate is already in a hurry.
While Rikka was drying her clothes, she was talking to the white wolf cub next to her, or it would be more appropriate to call it talking to herself. Time passed by, and Boom did not interrupt, but chose to return to the Wonder House. p>
The so-called family love is like this. There is no need to thank the other person or show off. Keep everything in mind and do whatever it takes when the other person is in danger.
Leaning against the tent wall, Boom wanted to read a book, but he accidentally discovered Rikka's note. Holding it gently in his hand, Boom's eyes flashed with curiosity.
Rikka has always had the habit of writing a diary, and Boom has never read it once. However, most of the contents are as messy as a running account.
But the thing in my hand now is definitely not the one Boom had read. It has a beautiful leather cover and a gold seal with a petal pattern.
Boom, who was born into a poor man, naturally did not know what "privacy" was. So he slowly opened it and read it carefully.
It seems that because it was just bought, there are only a few tens of thousands of words in it. It is a novel, and judging from the handwriting, it should be written by Rikka himself.
Ten minutes later, Boom closed the notebook with a strange expression and put it back to its original position. The fire crackled and Boom gradually fell into deep thought.
For an orphan, family love is like the white clouds in the sky. As a mortal, even if I see him every day, he is still out of reach.
For an orphan, friendship is like the bright moon on the lake of fireflies at night. It is so false that it is so beautiful that it is also disgusting.
For an orphan, love is just a noun. Just like the scepter of King Aogu, the weapon of the strongest men has never been seen before, let alone imagined.
Boom knew that he was lucky enough to gain family ties with a little girl named Rikka, a girl who wanted to depend on him for life.
Boom is not sure whether the dark elf Christine is a friend, because the gap between the two has never disappeared. Boom knows it, and the other party naturally knows it too.
As for the so-called "love", Boom doesn't have it now and has no intention of looking for it in the future. He is a quiet person, and having Rikka by his side is enough.
"Is Rikka in love? The other party can't be that William, it shouldn't be possible."
"But Rikka is also a girl. One day she will be pursued again, or she will take the initiative to fall in love with someone."
"If there ever comes a day, I will probably agree, as long as that is the life Rikka wants."
"I really wish I had never attended a wedding ceremony. It seems that I should learn more when I have time in the future."
Boom thought this way, and although his expression remained unchanged, there was a huge sense of loneliness in his eyes. Being an orphan again, for Boom, was no less than failing to advance.
But what can he do? This is his responsibility as an elder brother, and it is also his determination to make the other person happy. Even if he does not want to be separated from the other person, it is best to live like this for the rest of his life.
Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his chest, and big beads of sweat soaked his leather robe. Boom looked pale and gritted his teeth, trying to get rid of this negative emotion.
For some reason, he has been having this kind of problem since he left the "Great Demon Realm". As long as there is a trace of confusion in his heart, he will lose strength due to severe pain.
But this kind of emotion just goes away. At this moment, Boom's mind keeps thinking about Rikka flying away, but he can only stand where he is.
The rain of petals during the wedding ceremony fell one after another. Although it was beautiful, it stung Boom's heart. The blessings were heard endlessly, and even though it was beautiful, it was suffocating.
Half an hour later, Rikka outside the Wonderful House was eating candies and cooking soy sauce. The dark rainy night was coming, so these things should be prepared as soon as possible.
Boom, who was in the room, took a sip of hot tea and returned to his usual appearance. His biggest gain today was not only that he recovered, but also that he understood Rikka's yearning for love.
But Boom didn't know that Rikka's thoughts had already been devoted to him and she had given everything. No matter suffering, no matter killing, no matter how desperate she was.
"If I can become a great mage one day, I will definitely be able to find a good man for Rikka, at least he must be a good man."
"It would be better if you could allow me to live across the street. I believe no one would refuse based on my relationship with Rikka."
Boom was thinking wildly, and finally showed a look of relief. A few pieces of iron birch wood were stuffed into the iron stove, and the aroma of soy sauce wafted into the Wonder House.
The curtain was slowly opened from the outside, and Rikka walked in with a large bowl of sauced meat. Time froze for an instant, and Rikka looked at Boom in disbelief.
Tears welled up in his eyes, and Rikka huddled in Boom's arms, crying silently. As for the three white wolf cubs, they quietly approached the sauce pot.
"Brother, you finally woke up. Everyone is worried. Are you okay?" Rikka asked softly while looking at Boom.
"You should be able to recover in two days. It's just a cold. You don't have to panic."
"Oh, by the way, if you don't ignore those three little guys, they will all eat the sauce meat."
Boom smiled and patted Rikka's little head, and then pointed at the three white wolf cubs feasting in the distance. Rikka turned her head when she heard this, and instantly became furious.