Three days later, Foresta limped out of the cave. Her face was extremely pale, and the leather armor on her body was crumbling.
The giant wolf Fennir was still leaning against the rock wall, not feeling any relief, but at the same time he never missed his daughter's growth. He smiled and nodded, and then the three "soul wolves" turned into countless spots of light and disappeared instantly.
Disappeared. The morning light continued to gather in the light mist, and finally a new day ushered in the Fantasy Forest, and the curtain of the Wonderful House was opened from inside.
"Ah! Forresta, you have finished your training! Are you hungry? We will make breakfast soon!" Rikka's yawn only lasted for half, and then she said with excitement.
"Well, then I'm going to wash up first." Foresta nodded very tiredly, then turned around and walked towards the wolves, wiping the blood all over her body.
When Rikka saw this, she glared at Fennir fiercely, but she also knew that this was a journey that Forresta must take, because she was a descendant of the giant wolf Fennir, and she had been burdened with hatred and regret from the moment she was born.
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Blood dripped down the leather armor to the ground, and the pain was like a fine needle, constantly stimulating Forresta's nerves. The sores that she should have been used to, were like devil's flowers in the air.
The handkerchief finally turned pink, and no matter how clear it was to Foresta, it could never return to its original state. The wolves were always around her, and their fur was a little fishy, but it was reassuring.
Compared with these visible scars, Foresta's weakness comes more from the crazy attacks of the three "soul wolves". The monthly routine of training has lasted for nearly a hundred years, and Forresta feels that although she has
Very strong, but still not as good as his father.
"You managed to survive this time. You did a great job. You are worthy of being a descendant of my giant wolf Fennir."
"That little girl Rikka has already prepared breakfast, but if you like, you can also eat barbecue before that."
The giant wolf Fennir walked up to the other party, and saw that his tone became very soft, and he was holding a bunch of black things in his hand.
Foresta smiled when she heard this, and the sound of chewing sounded instantly. It was a decision made without any hesitation. In her opinion, the food baked by her father was the most delicious. Even the burnt smell was something she had grown up with.
Something you are used to is far more intimate than any delicious food.
Fennier gently stroked his daughter's little head. His secret was always buried deep in his heart. Only in this way can he make his daughter feel at ease. Although he is a "twelve monsters", Fennier knows that his life will be about to end.
It will end soon. And by then, how will Foresta settle down and live her life?
"Daughter, how do you feel this time? Have you been injured by the soul wolf?" Fennier's fingertips surged with magic power, and then the leather armor on the opponent's body quickly recovered.
"Father, please add one more soul wolf next time. Foresta hopes that she can split her soul into eighteen souls as soon as possible, because that is your strongest state." Foresta shook her head and waited.
After seeing Rikka's arrogance, I felt that I had no time to waste.
The so-called comparison means that there will always be one party who is unwilling to accept the status quo and strives to seek opportunities to catch up with the other party. In this case, most of the two have made rapid progress, and their growth rate is far faster than ordinary people.
Forresta thought very simply. She had lived decades longer than Rikka, so she should naturally be stronger. But the reality was that she couldn't accept it. Not only could the opponent easily defeat her, but he could even compete with her.
Father's battle.
Wolves are a lonely and very conceited species, so Foresta hopes to become stronger, and it is best to fully understand the power of the "Soul Wolf" as soon as possible.
"Cultivation requires a step-by-step process. Although you are powerful, you are not the most talented person. A competitive spirit can spur you forward, but it can also lead you astray."
"My father's secret technique needs to be transformed through his own perception. It is not an overnight process, nor can it be achieved in decades."
"I don't want you to make the same mistakes again. The power of the soul is very powerful, but it also comes with endless risks. Therefore, you have to learn to take it step by step and learn to realize that ability in a peaceful life."
The giant wolf Fenir shook his head, and then stuffed a dragon crystal into his daughter's mouth. He didn't want the other party to follow his own path, and he didn't want his daughter to ruin everything for the same reason.
Foresta nodded obediently after hearing this, and saw that this little girl who was usually unscrupulous was curling up into Fennier's arms like a good baby. She was not more proud of her father, but that
Dependence engraved deep in the soul.
"I'm a little tired today and want to eat the mushroom porridge cooked by Sister Rikka." Forresta said softly, looking pitiful.
"Take a rest here, I'll go and have Rikka make it right away." The giant wolf Fenir nodded after hearing this, and he placed Forresta next to the rock wall, his movement seemed very gentle.
Rikka sat by the bonfire, sometimes putting some spices into the iron pot, and sometimes laughing silly. Boom and Christine were still talking about magic knowledge, but their teacups were already empty.
"Ah? She actually asked me to cook porridge for her alone? Even my brother has never enjoyed this kind of treatment. No way!" Rikka curled her lips when she heard this, but Fennier in front of her was uncharacteristically humble and looked very humble. p>
"Well...I can pay you, how about two dragon crystals? No! Three!" Fennir sighed, looking like he didn't know what to do.
Boom and Christine looked at each other after hearing this. They both thought the Lord of Warcraft was very funny, and they also thought Rikka was very bold.
"Rikka, let's cook everything again. I also want to change the taste today." Boom's voice drifted along with the bonfire. Rikka snorted coldly when he heard the words, but Fennier showed a smile.
"That's exactly what I meant. My sister is a vegetarian, and I hope Rikka can experience it." Christine leaned on the female contract beast, sipping hot tea, and agreed with Boom.
A moment later, Foresta ate up most of the food like a vicious wolf. Although she felt that she looked very ugly, she didn't care too much.
Fennier stuffed the two dragon crystals into Rikka's arms without leaving a trace. Compared to his daughter's wishes, he naturally wouldn't care about those external objects. And the dragon crystals in the fantasy forest are just a little more beautiful than stones.<
/p>
"Eh? Your strength seems to have become stronger again. You are really a little genius!" Rikka looked at Forresta and said with some surprise.
"Huh! That's not what I am capable of. Sister Rikka, I will definitely defeat you!" Forresta smiled upon hearing this, then raised her head and poured the last night's mushroom porridge into her belly.
"Then keep working hard. I'll reiterate once again, you are my sister and you should be called sister!" Rikka rolled her eyes, then got into Boom's arms and stopped entangled with her.
Christine was eating silently by the campfire. In her eyes, Boom could be said to be a good brother through and through, because he would never do anything to harm Rikka.
As for the giant wolf Fennir, it seems that his true nature has been revealed today. The Lord of Warcraft in the world is just a daughter slave in the fantasy forest. He will treat Rikka because of a joke made by Forresta. "Rikka, this bottle is my blood. It can appease the soul. Keep it carefully." After Fennier said that, he threw a crystal vial to the other party.
"There are more than a dozen dragon crystals in this wooden box. It's all due to your care of Forresta during these times." Fennier thought for a while and threw another item to Rikka.
"Then do you want to throw Foresta over here?" Rikka asked with a smile while nestling in Boom's arms.
Fenir laughed loudly when he heard this, and Forresta rolled her eyes helplessly. The sunset finally disappeared into the horizon, and the fantasy forest fell into peace, leaving only the wolves sleeping around.