At noon, Boom and the others finally arrived at the Whispering Forest. The continuous shade of trees was like a dome, blocking the scorching sun. There was a gentle breeze and the air was filled with the fragrance of vegetation.
Gannix said goodbye and left. He needed to report everything he saw to Queen Donna. As for the final fate of Boom and the others, it can only be decided by the Dark Elf Queen.
"Boom, what is the biggest flaw of a magician? Do you remember it?" Christine lifted the disguise spell and asked softly.
In the Whispering Forest, Christine does not need to use disguise to hide her identity. It should be a fantasy, or an act of self-deception.
Dark elves are world-famous as killers, and killers are the best choice for spies. Therefore, dark elves can be said to control every move of the entire world at all times.
"Always keep a distance from danger, the further away the better, because only in this way can the magician's combat power be maximized and avoid being killed instantly by a grudge professional."
Boom answered without thinking. These are the things Christine has said most recently. Although Boom already knew it, he still repeated it over and over again.
Boom is a tough person, and he has no shortage of magic crystals to practice with, plus the mysterious parchment that records the space spells, and the guidance of the great mage Christine. It can be said that he is now at all
Not inferior to those orthodox magicians who are studying in the Principality Academy, and even more free than them.
However, Christine also pointed out his biggest weakness. "Basics", this is the experience accumulated by every magician over time, just like a baby learns to crawl, walk upright, and finally can run to its heart's content.
Therefore, Boom has not been in a hurry to rush to high-level magicians recently, but has allowed himself to completely relax and make up for those seemingly boring and boring basic theories of magic.
Although there was no increase in strength, Boom found that his thinking was becoming more and more agile. From "no problems" to "all problems", from "all problems" to "doubts and confusion", and then from "doubts and confusion"
To "Going astray". Boom was glad that he could meet Christine, and even more grateful for her teachings.
Only now did Boom believe Christine's joke, "If you keep practicing like this, your ultimate achievement will be nothing more than a high-level magic idiot."
"Know that you should try your best to avoid this kind of thing happening to yourself. The Whispering Forest is the killer's lair. Even though I am at the top, I dare not lie that I can protect you."
"Remember, once you sense danger, lock on the opponent as soon as possible and kill with all your strength. As long as you can hold on for three minutes, Rikka or I will definitely arrive."
After saying this, Christine changed her indifferent look again. She took two quick steps and led the Boom brothers and sisters towards the northern part of the Whispering Forest.
However, Rikka on the side gradually changed from excitement to calmness, and then from calmness to confusion. In the end, she stamped her feet angrily and almost didn't hurt anyone.
Seeing this, Boom grabbed her and then looked at him inexplicably. He didn't know what was wrong with Rikka and why he was so irritable while walking.
"Why do they look like that? Is there dirt on Rikka's face, or does he look like a pig?" Rikka shouted angrily.
From the moment she entered the Whispering Forest, Rikka felt like she was locked in by countless pairs of eyes. And in those eyes, there was too much disgust and contempt.
"Why don't I feel it? Maybe my brother has experienced this kind of thing too much. Just get used to it, Rikka, because you will encounter it again in the future."
Boom was stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head with a wry smile. Because in his opinion, there is no need to get angry about this kind of thing, and there is nothing more than asking for trouble.
"Although the Whispering Forest is now open to the outside world, and humans and alien races come and go, in the hearts of most dark elves, there is still some rejection of dissidents."
"Indifference and contempt are inevitable, but dark elves will not hurt others innocently, as long as you don't take the initiative to find trouble. And this is near Wangshu. When we get to the North District, this situation will be much better."<
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Christine smiled and patted Rikka's little head, then pulled her to continue walking towards the North District. Boom followed the two girls, always alert to any unusual movements around them.
There are thick and tall ancient trees, the rocks are polished extremely smooth by the stream, reptiles are dormant in the shade, and hummingbirds are hovering among the flowers.
More than half an hour later, Christine's whole body flashed with fluorescent lights, and she actually floated to a certain tree house. Rikka chuckled, and then jumped up with her feet. As for Boom, he could only slowly follow the ladder.
Climb.
"You can stay in the room inside. There is one more thing to note about the Whispering Forest, which is that you must not destroy these ancient trees."
After Kristine said that, she summoned the female contract beast, while she sat blankly by the window, looking a little lonely. Boom sighed, and then closed the door.
The three finally settled in Christine's old residence. Their life was as ordinary as water, like clouds in the sky, so slow that people forgot about the rotation of the sun and the moon.
At first, Boom was on guard against someone assassinating him and Rikka every day, but except for the chirping of birds and the chirping of insects, there was no sound.
Rikka was also much more well-behaved. She had to either play around with Boom or chat with Christine every day, but she didn't bother to hang out.
"If you had always been so obedient, I guess Boom wouldn't be so worried all day long." Christine poured a glass of wine by herself and then said with a smile.
Because in her eyes, although the little girl Rikka is powerful and has unlimited potential, her personality is too impetuous and she does not have the consciousness of a strong person.
"She has always been very well-behaved, but since entering the Whispering Forest, Rikka has always felt itchy all over, as if she is being watched by someone all the time."
"Sister Christine, it can't be those dark elf killers. If the other party really plans to take the initiative to stir up trouble, then don't blame Rikka for being angry."
Rikka took a bite of the pastry, then tilted her little head and replied. Although Rikka is a bit nervous, she is not a fool, and she can naturally vaguely sense the peak existence of the Whispering Forest.
And the breath of those guys is very cold, as if they are poisonous snakes after hibernation, trying hard to find the first prey after waking up.
However, Christine didn't speak anymore. Since returning to the Whispering Forest, her smile has become smaller and smaller, and her whole person has always exuded a sense of coldness.
Looking at the scenery outside the tree house, the ancient trees are still green, each of the people is still busy, the rays of sunshine are still dazzling, and the flying insects are still coiling among the branches.
The setting sun disappeared into the horizon, and candlelight lit up the Whispering Forest again. A slight smile suddenly appeared on Christine's face, and then she turned around and motioned for Rikka and Boom to put on their child-mother masks.
A new round of pastries was placed again, and the wine in the clay pot was ice-cold, lingering in the room with a hint of sweetness. Christine slowly opened the tree house door, as if waiting for someone to come.