"Rikka! If you soil your robe again, then don't step into the Hetula tribe, and to avoid others looking at you, can't you just be quiet for a while?"
Boom reached out to catch a snake corpse thrown by the other party, then threw it to the ground, and then frowned and said. These days, the little girl is becoming more and more unruly, and Christine can only hold the soul in her eyes.
Die Hasta, so she had to sleep with the beasts at night.
"Oh! People in black robes are lucky, and it's not too dirty! Brother, I can't be infected. Mysophobia is not a good habit!"
Rikka chuckled when she heard this, then swung the "snake gall necklace" in her hand and said carelessly. The little girl's idea was very simple. Since she was far away from the town, she naturally no longer had to tie her hands and feet and walk around all day long.
On the street. Running in front of the cheetah is the fun, and the dinner after chasing the lions is the most delicious.
"You two brothers and sisters, just argue, don't take me with you. Rikka, stop playing around, we are about to enter the Hetura tribe, which is the territory of the shaman psyker."
"Remember, don't talk nonsense for a while. If you are not sure whether the other party is willing to listen to what you say, then keep your mouth shut."
Christine said with a smile, and then waved to Liuhua. The little girl handed the "snake gall necklace" to Christine, and Christine put it into the storage bag.<
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More than half an hour later, Boom and his team of five finally arrived at the outskirts of the Hetula tribe. Seeing that no one was stopping them, they slowly walked in.
Although the Hetura tribe is a gathering place for shamanic psychics, because it is located on the only road leading to the goblin territory, caravans, mercenaries, and even travelers often pass by to stay overnight. p>
There is only one rule in the Hetura tribe, and that is "treat all people equally." As long as you don't take the initiative to provoke those shaman psychics, the Hetura tribe can even be said to be an excellent place to stay.
The pure-blooded orcs living inside are also happy to trade with outsiders. They may barter, or trade gold coins and magic crystals at equal prices. In short, there is no need to worry about anyone being in trouble. Because once they do that, Sa
Those who are full of psychic powers will directly attack and kill.
"You are all travelers who have come from afar. There is a camping ground specially set up by the Hetula tribe. You can rest in it."
A pure-blooded orc young man walked up to Boom and said with a smile. His skin was green all over, but he had no beast characteristics.
"Wow! The frog spirit has spoken! You are... um..." Rikka jumped up when she saw the other person's appearance, with the intention of reaching out and touching her.
"Thank you for your suggestion. We are travelers traveling to a foreign continent. If there is anything offensive, I hope the Hetura tribe can explain it."
Boom directly covered Rikka's mouth, and then said apologetically. The other party smiled awkwardly, but it seemed that this was not the first time he heard this description, so he was not angry.
The group of people walked towards a certain area of the Hetura tribe, and then the Wonder House unfolded. Boom directly threw Rikka into it, and then there was a faint sound of frolics in the Wonder House.
"Are you sick? You said it so well, don't say it next time!"
"What kind of frog spirit? If they didn't care, we would have been kicked out by the Hetula tribe. Are all the sugar cakes in our minds?"
After Boom walked into the Wonder House, he began to scold Rikka. He was convinced that the little girl's mouth could cause trouble as soon as she opened her mouth, and she would at least make the other party humiliated and angry before she would stop.
Once upon a time, Boom also asked Christine if there was some kind of poison that could make Rikka mute for a period of time, so that he would not have to be ready to cover his mouth every day.
Christine burst out laughing when she heard this, then shook her head and refused, saying that the poison should not be taken casually, let alone because Rikka was making a noise.
"He is actually a frog spirit. That green and shiny skin is really natural. Could it be that he was poisoned?"
"Also, brother, you are bullying others again! Shield Man, teach this guy a lesson!"
Rikka pouted her lips when she heard this, and retorted in dissatisfaction. Then she kicked Perseus, signaling him to take down Boom.
But although Perseus was dull, he was not a fool. On the contrary, he was always smart. So he ignored Rikka's orders and started squatting in front of the fireplace to light a fire.
Hastur is even more clever. Before Rikka could speak again, he pulled the afterimage and squatted beside the fireplace. It seemed that there was some treasure in the fireplace.
"Perseus, can you pull me in next time? Rikka-sama is too difficult to get along with. I feel like I can't keep up with her thinking." Hastur whispered while playing with the firewood.
"Pull you? I'm so helpless myself, how can I have time to care about you? Are you stupid? Next time, just hide behind Lady Christine. Master Rikka will never dare to make things difficult for you again." Perseus
Still rubbing flint, he looked dull, but his words seemed very cunning.
A moment later, Rikka began to cook dinner, and Perseus and Hastur followed closely, either handing Rikka certain kitchen utensils, or washing and rinsing.
Boom and Christine sat opposite each other and sipped tea, but their eyes were always looking out the window, always wary of those shaman psychics.
"I didn't expect that this place would give me the feeling of a nomadic tribe. Compared to the hustle and bustle of the camp in the habitat of all animals, the Hetura tribe seems more comfortable."
Boom looked at the foreigners like himself who were doing business with the orcs of the Hetura tribe, and then said with a smile.
"You have time to lament these things, why not think about how to spend tonight. This is a wilderness, so Perseus naturally cannot expose the hanging tree tree house form."
Christine nodded after hearing this, and then began to worry about where she and Hastur would sleep. But she also understood that Boom did not want to expose Perseus' true identity, so tonight she and Hastur were separated.
It is impossible to live in the Hanging Tree tree house. I guess I will have to live in the Wonder House for a night, or even for a long time.
The bright starry sky quietly descended into the world, the night breeze blew slowly, and the singing insects began to sing one after another. A group of five people sat around in the wonderful house, Boom slurped and ate, while Christine and Hastur looked very elegant.
, but Perseus, who had returned from the meal, seemed to have stepped on something.
"Shield man, you stepped on someone else's toes!"
"Sorry Master, I didn't notice you sitting like this. Be careful next time."
Rikka took the job angrily, not really angry. Perseus was a little embarrassed and scratched his bald head, and then sat down carefully.
"Humph! It's all my brother's fault. Everyone has heard what Sister Christine said. As long as you become the Grand Mage, the House of Wonders will become several times bigger, and even turn into a palace like the Temple of Gaia!" Rikka took a sip of meat soup and then gave Boom a big look. The little girl really wanted to change the look of the Wonder House, or at least give her and Boom a private space. Although her companions were good, she preferred to be with him.
Boom was alone, just like he used to in the wooden house in King Augu City.
"Yes, yes, I will start practicing soon, and strive to advance to become a great mage as soon as possible, and then transform the space magic circle in the Wonderful House."
Boom heard the words and shook his head with a wry smile. He thought that transforming the Wonder House could not be as easy as a little girl said. It is estimated that even if he really becomes a great mage in the future, he will first need to figure out how to keep the space system of the Wonder House away from him.