Carol, the Troll King's order, was carried by owls throughout the Sun Chaser Hills, and Boom slowly put away the map of the Elf Continent tonight, and then signaled Rikka to calm down.
"Although Carol has acknowledged our existence, and there have been no more incidents in the City of Halberds in the past few days, I still feel that we should leave here as soon as possible, or I plan to leave quietly tomorrow morning."
This was Boom's decision, and he believed it was the only way to avoid another head-on collision with the powerful trolls. After saying that, Boom looked at Rikka and Christine, waiting for the answers from his companions. p>
"That's it. Anyway, Rikka has bought enough coffee beans. I guess I can drink with Sister Christine for more than half a year." Rikka has always obeyed Boom's words. It is estimated that even if Boom asks her to jump into the devil's abyss, Rikka will still be able to drink it.
I will go there without hesitation.
"Of course I have no objection to this. The trolls are vassals of the pure-blood elves, and as a dark elf, I don't have any fondness for those fangs at all." Christine then nodded and signaled to herself
Also agreed with Boom’s decision to leave.
After a night of silence, the morning mist and morning sun mixed together, and eventually countless water droplets condensed on the eaves. The bluestone pavement was wet, and three figures slowly walked out of Bingji City.
At the same time, the Howling Grimoire also turned another page. The great witch doctor Slan sighed, then put away his magic weapon and turned to look at the throne. The Troll King Carol suddenly opened his eyes.
The cold gaze was like ice, making Si Lan lower his head involuntarily.
"If you leave, you will leave. How can you stay if you don't have a chance? The fate of the trolls is still bumpy, and the only one we can rely on is ourselves."
"Become an astrologer as soon as possible. The world is slowly changing. I have a hunch that the future of the trolls will not rise because of me, but because of you and Sophia."
The voice of the blood-striped troll Carol echoed in the hall for a long time, but Qi himself had already walked away. Silan was slightly stunned when he heard the words, and the wailing magic book in his right arm trembled. He didn't know what these words meant.
What do you mean, is it because the Carol family leader recognized his potential, or maybe he did something wrong again, and this time it was an unforgivable mistake.
Shaking his head, Silan returned to his usual appearance again, with a sinister smile on his old face. He had already taken life so lightly that he seemed to be outside of it, so indifferent that it was dispensable. He just wanted to be able to do something for him before he died.
The trolls should do something, at least make those children stop eating grass roots and bark.
Outside the Weapon Halberd City, Boom and his party moved slowly in a certain direction. This direction did not lead to Timbermaw Fortress or the Green Lizard Camp, but to the Ogre Tundra due east. This was Boom's decision after careful consideration.
, and it was Christine’s suggestion.
Because compared to the Troll territory, the Ogre Tundra may be safer. Although it is a vassal of the Trolls, except for its ugly appearance, no bad deeds are known to the world.
The afternoon sun reflected the green grass more and more green, and while countless wild flowers were dotted, the occasional birds flying overhead stirred up the clouds. Perhaps because of the food shortage of the trolls, the herd was very sparse, which made Rikka seem at a loss. However, Boom and Christine walked side by side with a smile, sometimes talking about magic theories, sometimes reviewing the battle with the troll masters. As for the female insect contract beast, it was still in the storage bag at this moment.
It was sleeping in a giant rock cradle inside. Although it showed great power in the battles in the past few days, it also consumed all the strength in the body.
At this moment, it is no longer the "big fat bug" in Liuhua's mouth, but has become a "cub" only half a meter in size, and has no ability to attack. This is his biggest Achilles' heel, and only
As the owner, Christine only knew that as long as it does not recover for a day, the female contract beast will not climb out of the giant rock cradle for a day.
The setting sun evaporates the last traces of warmth into red, and then as night falls, the chirping insects and night owls become the masters of the world. The meat soup simmering in the big iron pot makes a sizzling sound, and the vegetable soup in the small iron pot is fresh and sweet.
Incomparable. Boom occasionally threw a few wooden sticks into the bonfire, and Rikka washed two kinds of dry goods with a puzzled look. As for Christine, she rarely planned to show off her cooking skills and rarely had time to do these trivial tasks.
I saw that the lotus seeds soaked in warm water expanded rapidly, and the originally dry dates became more and more ruddy. The honey cubes were ground into powder, and then became as fine as dust.
After Kristine finished making these preparations, she casually popped a fireball under the small iron pot. During the crackling sound, the water mist evaporated instantly, and all the materials were thrown into it. The charcoal instantly became like a sleeping beast,
It only maintains the most basic warmth.
A little water vapor gushes out from the edge of the pot lid. Although it is not much, it makes Boom and Rikka stop everything. It is a very special smell. Although it cannot be called very elegant, it is like mother's homely meal.
Or maybe it’s a bowl of porridge cooked by an elder whom I haven’t seen for a long time.
"What is this? It smells so good, can you let me taste it first?" Liuhua dove into Christine's arms and asked without shame.
"Wait a little longer, it will be more delicious when cooked for a long time. This is the recipe of that heartless mother, but now I can only taste it alone." Christine patted Rikka's little head with some regret,
Then he said softly.
"No, there are Rikka and brother accompanying Sister Christine right now. If Big Fatty Bug is here, there will be four of us." Rikka raised his head after hearing this and smiled without thinking.
Replied.
Boom, who wanted to say something to comfort Christine, closed his mouth when he heard the sound, and then cast an approving look at Rikka. Because even if they were unintentional words, Rikka's words were better than any deliberate actions. Boom
I asked myself if I couldn't say these words. Even if I could, I would only say them after careful consideration. They would never be as sincere as Rikka.
"Yes, this is really a happy situation. The time is almost up. Go and put out the six flowers. You and Boom can also try my craftsmanship." Kristine smiled even more when she heard this.
She likes Rikka's simplicity, and prefers this unadorned comfort, which is at least far more relaxing than Boom's gloomy character.
Suck, suck, suck! A small pot of red date and lotus seed soup was completely wiped out in ten minutes. Boom was full of praise for it, and Rikka even licked the small iron pot clean without any image. Christine always laughed.
I sat on the other side of the campfire, but never took a bite.
"Are you still grieving for that dark elf? I think it's not worth it, and I can't understand it at the same time." Boom hugged the sleeping Rikka, and the bearskin blanket that had been with him for many years was still soft and intact.
"You will also stop moving forward because of this. Believe me, this is not a prophecy, but something you are destined to experience." Christine nodded, and then put her hand on Rikka.
Boom raised his eyebrows in confusion, but didn't ask any more questions. He just assumed these were Christine's sighs. As for the "tribulation" the other party mentioned, it naturally became a disguised warning.