The sun became warmer in the wedding month, Boom opened the Wonder House, and Rikka lit up the bonfire. Lunch time had arrived, and the two sat cross-legged on the ground, preparing for an outdoor barbecue.
This is "compensation" for Rikka, and Boom also feels that if he dares to be called second in terms of barbecue skills, then no one can be called first.
The pink and tender venison was threaded on the iron stick, not only the same size, but also evenly spaced. A dozen chicken wings turned from white to golden, and the fat dripped along the texture into the fire.
As for the pot of internal organs, it was something that Boom had specially left for himself. The habit he had developed over the years had already penetrated deep into his bones. He liked the strong taste just like everything he had ever done.
Rikka kept smearing the sauce. Although she didn't like eating offal, as long as her brother liked it, she should like it.
Several lionesses were attracted by the smell of meat, but Rikka just glared at each other, and the lions instantly turned into big cats and lay on the ground one after another.
Boom just smiled slightly when he saw this. He could feel the beast's aura on Rikka's body, but this was a unique characteristic of contracted beasts, just like people who have to poop every day and will be hungry after pooping.
Chinese food is simple but fun. In Rikka's opinion, this is the life the two of them should have. She prefers the unfettered Miracle Plains to living in the black market.
While the two were chatting, they would throw bones or scraps to the beasts from time to time. Boom was very happy to eat, and Rikka finally understood what "Zodiac Bullets" was.
Low-level moves like Fireball should have extremely limited power. Even if the Grand Mage casts the spell himself, the difference is only in quantity.
But Boom is different, because he is a space magician. The fireball technique is naturally not the original fireball technique, it is even a hungry wolf in sheep's clothing.
Although the appearance of "Zodiac Continuous Bullet" is very similar to the fireball technique, it is after all an imitation simulated by "Elemental Summoning".
Therefore, it is not only extremely powerful, but also unpredictable. Even in Rikka's view, it is not inferior to those so-called mid-level magic moves.
The two's chat, which started as a joke, gradually turned into an exchange of experiences. Boom listened carefully to each other's suggestions, and Rikka also learned from the shortcomings in the battle.
Two hours later, the two ended their lunch with satisfaction. Rikka wanted to find some wild animals to practice with, but was stopped by Boom.
"Rikka, how much do you know about yourself? Or do you know your abilities?" Boom leaned on the hillside and turned to ask.
"She is invulnerable, has superb swordsmanship, is beautiful, and has a gentle personality. In short, she is very powerful." Rikka couldn't understand what the other party meant, so she had to start talking nonsense.
"Uh... Okay. First of all, your swordsmanship is indeed superb. Secondly, although I don't know how much fighting spirit you can withstand, it seems that you are invulnerable at the moment." Boom nodded and said to himself.<
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"But have you noticed that you seem to be naturally capable of resisting magicians, or that you are not naturally afraid of magic attacks." Boom expressed his thoughts.
This is indeed the case. When Rikka first came to the Miracle Plains, she only fought against wild beasts, while Boom was just a magic apprentice who couldn't even hold in his farts.
But as she continued to grow, she finally decided to join a mercenary group one day. And she has made it all the way to this day without suffering any harm.
If fighting spirit can be offset by the "Gift of Liberation" swordsmanship, then how should magic be explained? You must know that those mercenary magicians are veterans of actual combat.
No matter how powerful Rikka is, she can never get away with it again and again. Just now Boom has a question in his mind: Is the opponent naturally immune to magic?
"Are you afraid of fighting spirit? How do you feel after being hit?" Boom asked.
"I'm not too scared. It hurts a lot after being hit, but there's nothing weird about it." Rikka grabbed a piece of mud and squeezed it.
"Then are you afraid of magic? Did you feel any discomfort after being hit?" Boom asked again.
"I'm not too scared. It feels like being hit by fighting spirit, except my eyes are always blinded." Rikka continued to play with the mud, and even made rice balls.
"Then do you know that girls generally don't play in mud?" Boom continued to ask.
"Brother, you burned off someone's hair, hurry up and pay for it!" Rikka raised her hand and threw the mud at Boom, saying with a look of resentment.
"Those are not your hair, but the threads of your robe." Boom looked at the mud marks on his body and explained in a dumbfounded way.
"No matter what, it is someone else's hair, the most precious thing for a girl!" Rikka continued to use the "earth spell"...
Time passed by minute by second, and Boom sat in the basin, recovering the lost magic power. Rikka stood on the slope, rubbing the lioness' hair in boredom.
Not long after, Boom slowly opened his eyes. At this time, he had recovered half of his strength and could at least perform the "Zodiac Continuous Bomb" again.
During this period, he carefully recalled every moment he spent with Rikka, from his birth to today's actual combat training.
A smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Boom stood up and walked towards the other party. He was going to verify his judgment today, and this was also for the sake of the other party.
But Rikka's face was flustered. What came to her mind at this time was not the contracted beast, nor the words Boom had said before, but the novels she had read these days.
"Brother...Brother, I want to poop!" As soon as Rikka said this, not only did she blush, but she even made Boom confused.
A moment later, Rikka walked out of the Wonder House. Although her mood calmed down, she would lament over and over again whenever she thought of her idiotic behavior.
"Now I'm going to do another experiment. Don't move, let alone resist." Boom held the black wooden staff and said seriously.
Although Rikka didn't know what Boom was going to do, she still closed her eyes. In her heart, her brother was a relative, which was even more palpable in her heart.
However, the imagined scene did not appear. Rikka only felt itchy on her body, as if countless dandelions were fluttering in the wind.
"Open your eyes, you should understand yourself better now." Boom's voice reached his ears, interrupting Rikka's random thoughts.
The "Twelve Palace Continuous Bombs" had been released, and twelve fireballs surrounded Rikka. But after the twelve roars, Rikka still stood in place, intact.
"Your current abilities are that you can transform your hands into short blades, and you are naturally immune to fighting spirit magic." Boom said with satisfaction.
"You bastard! It's over, it's over, brother, please turn around!" However, Rikka's reaction shocked Boom, but he immediately reacted and turned his back quickly.
Under the setting sun, Rikka put on her clothes again, her face red. But Boom continued to explain, without the dignity of a contracted beast master.
The two walked towards Ogu City. Today Boom knew his current level. Although it was a bit surprising, it was still insignificant.
Rikka also knew what she was capable of. But what she cared more about was the relationship with Boom, or the thoughts between Boom and herself.