The dew followed the veins and gathered on the tips of the leaves, and then fell quickly, causing a dent on the surface of the soil. The Wonder House turned into a pendant again, Rikka hung it around her neck, and Boom stared silently in a certain direction.<
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Christine took out the giant rock cradle from the storage bag, and the female contract beast climbed in very obediently, quietly waiting for the master's next call. The black robe embroidered with golden petals danced in the wind, and the six flowers
She smiled happily, and Christine naturally did not hesitate to praise her.
The giant wolves Fenir and Foresta walked out of the cave. The former still looked lazy, while the latter looked like an eggplant beaten by frost, a little depressed.
"Are you really leaving? Are you really leaving the Fantasy Forest? Foresta will never quarrel with you in the future, okay? My sister will love Rikka even more in the future."
Forresta stood in front of Rikka, her pitiful look even in Boom's eyes, which made her a little unbearable. The feeling of loneliness is an invisible torment. Boom is an orphan from the King of Ogu, so how can he not be deeply affected by it?
I have experience.
But he did not persuade Rikka, because compared to Forresta, he is Rikka's final destination and the relative she relies on most.
As expected, Rikka grinned after hearing this, and then hugged Forresta. The two little girls felt each other's heartbeat for the first time.
"Don't be like this, okay? You and I are both ancient ferocious beasts, and there will be many opportunities to meet each other in the future. Maybe Rikka will return to the Fantasy Forest in a few days, and I will make fried mushrooms for you then." p>
"Also, you are going to call me sister from now on. You little douchi is too unruly. Be careful of others killing you on some pretext. By the way, I left some dried meat for you. If you finish eating, go find that dark elf.
The Queen asks for it."
As Rikka spoke, she kissed the other person's cheek gently. As an ancient ferocious beast, she could only think of this way to express her emotions to the other person.
She must go. Although she likes life in the Fantasy Forest, she hopes to travel the whole world with her brother. That is the future she yearns for, a journey full of countless unknowns and thrills.
Foresta fell into silence after hearing this. She never knew the answer, but she still hoped for a miracle. After one bite, two lines of teeth marks appeared on Rikka's neck, while Foresta
He smiled again, still so innocent.
"You bit me? You're such a stubborn dog!" Rikka ran behind Boom and shouted with an unhappy look on her face.
"This is the highest etiquette of our wolf tribe, it is my recognition of you, and it is also the mark of our friendship." Forresta said while chewing the dried meat.
Boom and Christine looked at each other and smiled bitterly. The former gently rubbed Rikka's little head, while the latter took a step forward and bowed to the giant wolf Fenir.
As a dark elf, Christine can be said to be the one who abides by etiquette the most among the three. This is not because she is artificial, but because these things have been deeply rooted in her bones.
"Although you are like dust in my eyes, in today's world, you can still come in handy."
"After these days of observation, I feel that you don't have to struggle with your inner demons all day long, because inner demons also exist, and as long as they exist, they have their own value. But whether you can finally break through to the peak requires you to find it yourself.
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"Also, your contracted beast is very interesting. You might as well spend more time with it. Maybe it can give you a surprise one day in the future."
The giant wolf Fenir looked at Christine sideways, and after thinking for a moment, he said these three sentences. Christine was stunned when she heard the words. She could understand the meaning of the other person's first two sentences, but she couldn't figure it out.
Understand why a Warcraft Lord pays attention to his female contracted beast.
She wanted to ask again, but she found that the other party had no intention of talking to her anymore, so she could only lower her head and think about what surprise her contracted beast could bring.
"I don't want dragon crystals, and you don't care about gold coins and gems. But as the master of Warcraft, I, the giant wolf Fennir, can't just let you go, lest I become a laughing stock in the future."
"This thing has no value in my eyes, but for the three of you, it is a rare treasure. Then go, consider it a parting gift."
As the giant wolf Fennir spoke, he slowly opened his hand. I saw a very exquisite ring reflecting the sunlight, and it seemed to contain something, and it was shaking slightly.
The "Ship in a Bottle" is a magical instrument that can be called a treasure even in the ancient magic age. Its value is far better than the Wand of Annihilation in Christine's hand, better than the throne of Grand Duke Shayrou, and better than any other magical instrument.
Something measured in money.
It has no offensive power, but it is a priceless treasure in the eyes of those who sail on long voyages. As long as the plug is removed, the boat inside will return to its original body. But from this point of view, it is very similar to the goblin tent.
Without human control, the energy of the "Ship in a Bottle" comes from magic crystals, and can only be dragon crystals. Although its traveling speed is slow, it is stronger and more stable, and it can withstand three peak powerful forces by consuming the power of dragon crystals.
attacker's attack.
As long as you use dragon crystal to outline the direction in the star device before sailing, the "ship in a bottle" can automatically start. The owner can remove the dragon crystal to make it dock during the journey, but it cannot be changed before arriving at the destination.
Route.
"Also, this thing itself is not very hard. It is estimated that any high-level professional can crush it. If the ring body is destroyed, it will naturally become a waste."
"And don't pollute the mysterious liquid inside. This is the warning of its original owner. Believe it or not."
After saying that, the giant wolf Fenir casually threw the "Ship in a Bottle" to Boom. Boom was almost frightened to death by the other party's behavior. You must know that any product of the ancient magic era is now difficult to
A treasure measured in gold coins.
What's more, if it is as magical as what the other party said, the "ship in a bottle" can be said to be a powerful weapon for long voyages, and it will make it possible to stop taking merchant ships.
"Rikka, please put it away." Boom thought for a while and finally handed it to Rikka. Because in his opinion, he is just a mid-level magician now and definitely does not have the strength to protect such a treasure. p>
"Finnir, thank you and Foresta for your hospitality during these days. I hope you will still be as strong when we meet next time."
"This is how to make white pills. When you have time, just give it to the Dark Elf Queen for me. Astrid is a good person, and Rikka wishes her the best of luck."
The roll of paper drew a long curve in the air, and Rikka's voice mixed with the breeze. The figures of Boom and the three people finally disappeared. The fantasy forest was still like a paradise, and the wolves were still gathered around the cave.
"Don't look at it. If we are destined, you will meet her again." The giant wolf Fennier patted his daughter on the shoulder and then withdrew his gaze.
"Definitely! She will become very strong, and when Rikka comes to the Fantasy Forest again, she can truly become her sister!" Foresta said softly, and saw a "soul wolf" appear out of thin air in the air.
It’s like watching Boom and the other three leave.