Boom stopped, and Rikka wanted to retort, but familiar tracks came from her palms. That was a code that only the two of them understood.
"Since you can kill two of my junior magicians, you won't refuse this final fight to the death." The noble young man's facial muscles twitched slightly and he said fiercely.
"Is this the final fight to the death? I don't think nobles will lie to others." Boom was still smiling, but Rikka knew that there was nothing left in his brother's body.
"That's right, after this fight to the death, you and I will have nothing to do with each other anymore, and I will never harass that little girl again." After that, the noble young man turned around and handed his sword to the warrior.
The cheers rang out again. In the eyes of the onlookers, Boom's strength was unfathomable. As long as he killed another person, there would be no problem.
The warrior held the noble's sword and stood quietly opposite Boom. But after a few minutes, he still didn't wait for the opponent to cast a spell to attack.
During his doubts, Boom slowly opened his arms, his eyes were familiar and nostalgic.
"Could it be that the other party was once a poor man?" The soldier frowned and thought, but he still gathered his fighting spirit.
Slash! An ordinary fighting spirit slash flew towards Boom. It was not fast and looked even more weak.
Seeing this, the crowd sneered. In their opinion, Boom would be able to take it easily. He would even counterattack and blast the opponent into dust.
But an accident happened. Boom kept his arms open, and the fighting spirit slash hit his chest solidly.
Tick tock! Tick tock! Blood gushed out from a wound that penetrated the chest, instantly dyeing the gray linen clothes red and soaking the brown earth.
Closing his eyes and falling to the ground, Boom didn't know whether he was alive or dead. The crowd burst out in shock, and the nobleman laughed wildly. Rikka walked up to Boom, hugged him in her arms, and turned to leave.
"Beautiful lady, your brother is dead. If you agree to my pursuit, I can collect the body for you." The noble young man returned to his original appearance and said gracefully.
"The fight to the death is over, please let me leave." Rikka dragged Boom's hand, which had already transformed into a short blade, but Boom grabbed her tightly before passing out.
This may be my brother's last wish, or it may be the last thing I can do. Rikka lowered her head, slowly walked out of the crowd, and disappeared into the vast reeds.
The scene behind her was already blurry, and Rikka also changed from walking to running. Ten minutes later, she got into a cave, and the original wild leopard's head was in a different place.
Fluorescence flashed on his lower abdomen, and countless medicinal powders and ointments were piled in front of him. Rikka picked up the thin needle soaked in ale and sewed up the wound on Boom's chest with some trembling.
Five needles, ten needles, twenty needles. Rikka was careful not to let her tears fall on the other person's chest, but the other person's body still trembled from time to time.
I don't know when the setting sun dyed the Miracle Plain red, and also dyed Rikka's little face red. She held Boom's hand and felt the meager warmth.
Her hands have long been transformed into short blades, because she wants to kill everyone within an hour after Boom dies. This is her last time to commemorate Boom's epitaph.
The "Gift of Liberation" swordsmanship is transformed at this moment, and the "Prologue" is called family love, as close as two people depend on each other for life, and as love as life and death.
At this time, Rikka even hoped that Boom would die soon, because the anger in her heart could no longer be suppressed, and it made every bone in her creak.
"You didn't kill those people, did you?" Boom's voice echoed in the cave, weak but very clear.
Rikka was stunned, and instantly jumped out of the abyss in her heart. Turning around, taking a step forward, she knelt beside Boom, tears welling up again.
"No, no, I didn't do anything, I was very good." Rikka stuffed a troll pill into Boom's mouth and kneaded it with her fingers dipped in water.
"Why are you crying? If I die, will you still be alive? On the contrary, if you are alive, it proves that I am still alive." Boom grinned, but he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
"Brother, please lie down carefully. I can't carry you back, otherwise your wound will burst. I need to make a straw mat that can hold you." After speaking, Liuhua walked out of the cave, and countless reeds were floating in the air in an instant.
Boom turned to look at the figure, with mixed feelings in his heart. Because he had never been so seriously injured, let alone been rescued. The so-called relatives are nothing more than that.
The dark night slowly enveloped the whole world, and Rikka pulled the straw mat and walked towards Ogu City. On the straw mat, there was Boom who always had his eyes open.
"The starry sky is so beautiful today, are you tired? Do you want to take a rest?" Boom said weakly.
Rikka remained silent, her tears soaking her robes and leather boots like bursting from a dam, and finally they were blown to the ground by the night wind.
"Do you think I was too hasty today? Maybe I should accept the hundred gold coins." Boom continued, but blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Rikka remained silent. She always kept the same pace, neither fast nor slow, neither fast nor slow.
"I want to have a full sleep tomorrow. Maybe you will make breakfast." Boom swallowed the blood in his mouth and tried to make his voice less weird.
Rikka remained silent, Ogu City was already close at hand, and now she just wanted to return to the Wonderful House.
"I'm your brother. That fucker has bullied us all. How can I, the brother, be such a coward?" Boom said slowly, but his voice was obviously much lower.
Rikka was startled, but she still held on to the straw rope and walked towards the city gate step by step.
"I know you are very strong, so strong that you don't need anyone to protect you. But this is me, a relative who has been with you for nearly a year. Today, you have grown up, and your world is glorious despite defeat." p>
After Boom said this, he slowly closed his eyes. He was very sleepy and wanted to leave everything to the other party. His hand reached into his arms habitually, but the steel knife was long gone. p>
Passing through the city gate, passing through the bluestone road, and passing through the candlelight of the black market. Liuhua dragged Boom back to the small courtyard, but the distance of only more than ten meters turned into a disaster. p>
Each staircase leading to the attic is like a painful reincarnation. As Boom's body slowly moves upward, the sutures on his chest also burst in turn.
Back in the Wonderful House, Rikka hurriedly took out all the medicines. At this time, Boom was already unconscious and even more miserable than when he was first injured.
The thin needle quickly waved in the air, and Boom's chest closed again. After doing all this, Rikka immediately raised the charcoal fire and extinguished the candle.
This is all she knows and can do. Boom is right, as long as she is still alive, the other party is not dead.
This was the first time since her birth that her master had been seriously injured, and it was also the first time she had been protected behind her. Boom's confident look was deeply imprinted in her heart.
Rikka stayed up all night, two nights, and three nights. Time kept passing by, and the sun and the moon kept alternating.
Finally, Boom woke up faintly on the fourth day, but the sunken cheek made Rikka extremely sad.
"I want to eat the fried eggs and bacon you made." Boom said, but his mouth was torn and some blood gushed out.
"Five minutes, you lie down." Rikka stood up and walked to the stove, her body swaying a little, but her eyes showed a smile.