As night fell, Tanya was sitting in a courtyard outside the stone tower, staring blankly at the crescent moon covered by the wind and snow. The twilight sword was deeply inserted into the snow, and the star buckler revealed a symbol on the stone table.
Small package.
She did not persuade Rikka, let alone provide help. Because in her opinion, the other party was different from her and had become a special existence in the frozen continent.
Under Hyperion's advice, she chose to trust her half-mentor. And Tanya herself was always confused about Rikka. It was an intuition, a woman's intuition.
Because all strong people need to experience the baptism of frost and snow. In this case, no one will be as simple as Rikka, and they can even be called stupid.
Tanya considers herself not a scheming person, so even the vendors in the market area can easily break through her so-called "clichés".
However, Rikka was actually fooled, and she was still the kind of person who knew everything and kept talking. Therefore, she was very confused about where the other party's strength came from, and how he was willing to accompany a mid-level magician.
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As for the so-called "brother and sister", Tanya doesn't really take it seriously. In this world, "interest" is the bond that maintains everyone, except herself and Ragnar.
Time passed by, and there were only three people left in the palace. Tanya always sat still, and Rikka never made any move.
As for Boom now, he is already very close to those high-grade magic crystals prepared in advance. The petal magic patterns in the mid-air have never disappeared, and the chanting of the mantra of the strangling circle has never stopped.
Boom was simply attacking, attacking the open space that had already turned into a huge pit, like a beast that had lost its reason and ability to think.
This is a blessing among misfortunes, because Boom has no intention of leaving the palace, nor does he have any intention of harming others.
But at dawn, a ray of dawn emerged from the horizon, lighting up the frozen continent again, and awakening the village. These rays of light shot into Boom's bright red pupils, and his body suddenly stagnated, and then he was stunned.
Stunned in place.
"Brother..." Seeing this situation, Rikka hurriedly ran towards the other party, but her leather robe was instantly tattered, and wisps of burnt smell spread around.
"Twelve consecutive bullets!" Under the influence of ventriloquism, twenty-four fireballs hit Rikka accurately, leaving her unprepared and embarrassed.
Rikka grinned, rolled up her long hair, and then fell silent again. Her hairband had already returned to the shape of a parchment, and was being held tightly in Boom's hand.
When Boom saw that Rikka didn't move anymore, he immediately turned his head in the direction of the palace. Divine Knight Tanya stood up suddenly, but Rikka's cold gaze also followed.
The mysterious magic patterns on the double blades flashed with fluorescence, and the tan skin was flawless. The snow bear skin robe was attached to the ruins, and the beast's pressure rose into the sky.
The meaning is self-evident: If you dare to take another step forward, I will fight you to the death. Tanya sighed, sat back on the stone bench with some reluctance, and then looked at the huge palace in front of her.
"The raging flames of vengeance hide, torment, wait, the weird faceless face, the dim magic crystal remains, in my name, strangle the magic circle!"
Boom's mantra chanting sounded again, and the black wooden staff hummed slightly, indicating that Boom had run out of energy at this moment, and he recklessly used the magic power stored in it.
However, this time there were only two magic pattern petals. After two days and two nights of continuous spell casting, Boom was finally able to use the skill of ventriloquism to control the strangulation circle at will.
The scorching tongues of fire melted the snow, exposing a sharp corner of the palace; the cold water ripples spread in circles, leaving nothing behind.
The howling cold wind blended with the ice and snow, like an invisible iron fist, constantly bombarding the stone wall; the scattered dust seemed to be scattered, but wherever it came in contact, it quickly disintegrated and collapsed.
The morning light shines into the palace hall, but today there is no one inside, making it look extremely lonely. The thick wool blanket is covered with dust, and the exquisite glass windows are broken into countless sequins.
However, Boom had no intention of stopping. He slowly raised his feet and walked tremblingly forward. He looked at the giant thing in front of him and regarded it as his final goal.
The petal magic pattern in the mid-air rotated again, threatening to destroy the entire palace. But at this moment, a petite figure stood in front of Boom, smiling, crying, and begging.
"Brother, it's almost time. It's time for you to wake up." This was the first time Rikka spoke in two days, and it was her only action.
In her opinion, her brother's ability to use ventriloquism skills to cast the strangulation circle meant that he had completely mastered it. So Rikka felt that it was time for her to take action to prevent her brother from completely falling into madness.
But what she responded to was a burst of rapid chanting of mantras. The strangulation circle appeared above the two of them, and then it blasted towards Rikka without any hesitation.
Perhaps because of being a Boom Contract Beast, although Rikka's tan skin can withstand the strangulation circle, it seems extremely powerless.
Only half a minute later, Rikka's leather armor shattered, and countless cracks appeared on his tan skin. Blood gushes out, dyeing the snow red, and even dyed Boom's leather robe red.
Boom stood there blankly. Although his steps stopped, the bright red in his pupils did not disappear. He kept waving the black wooden staff, but no magic power came out.
"Brother, close your eyes. When you wake up, it will be a new day. Rikka will be by your side, and the meat soup will be even more delicious."
Rikka hugged Boom, her petite body was already covered with wounds, and the petal magic pattern on her forehead instantly appeared. Rikka's injuries healed quickly, but a trace of fatigue appeared between her eyebrows.
It was a familiar smell, a scent of flowers that he had smelled for more than two years. Boom slowly closed his eyes, the black wooden staff fell to the ground, and his whole body collapsed into the other person's arms.
After Rikka checked that Boom was just unconscious, she carried him to the palace. She was in urgent need of a place to put Boom, and under the watchful eyes of Divine Knight Tanya, it was difficult to release the Wonder House.
"You didn't disturb my brother's practice. Rikka will remember this kindness." Rikka put Boom on the bed, then turned to Tanya and nodded slightly.
She had already sensed the other party, but the other party did not take action because the palace was destroyed. Rikka was such a person, and she would repay others with her kindness with death.
"It's nothing. Boom's madness was also caused by the 'God Stone'. This is the responsibility of the Tundra Continent. You don't need to do this."
"But there is one thing I have to say. Your ability to heal quickly is probably a means of consuming the power of your soul. If this is the case, my sister advises you to use it less in the future."
"Because if you are not strong enough, you can work hard through hard work. Even if you are not good enough, you can still gain something from the magic power. But once your soul is damaged, you will have no hope for the future."
Tanya handed Rikka a small bag, which was filled with high-grade magic crystals. After saying that, she turned and left, so Ragna's comfort was her biggest concern.
The village returned to peace after Boom fell into a coma, the damaged palace began to be repaired, and Ragnar and a group of ministers returned to the hall again.
It's just that a certain room in the palace has become a forbidden area. Four principal cavalry guarded the door. Bjorn and Umber wanted to visit, but they were coldly rejected.
Rikka sat obediently by the bed, sometimes adding some charcoal to the iron stove, and sometimes rubbing a teapot. As for Boom, he was still asleep, and only the inaudible breathing proved that he had not yet left for the heroic spirit.