Chapter 49: She Can Only See Your Figure

The night mountain wind is a bit lonely.

And a bit cold.

It rustles through the sea of trees, pressing the grass low.

Xu Xi hasn’t experienced this in a long time. When he lived in the City of Allenson, except for the first year when he was forced into the slums, he later lived in a warm courtyard.

Even in the harshest winter, the steam equipment provided ample warmth.

Fortunately.

Although the courtyard was destroyed and Allenson was annihilated, Xu Xi could still use fire magic. With the activation of the Level 3 Magic, Warmth of Fire, a faint red barrier protected the camp.

The cold was driven away, the strong wind was blocked, and warmth returned to this world.

“Mentor, please.”

The calm voice was like a steadily flowing river.

The rhythm was peaceful, smooth, and steady, with no fluctuations, yet it had a unique beauty.

Xu Xi only knew one person with such a voice.

“Good work, Cressa.”

Xu Xi took the hot soup from the girl’s hands.

The steaming hot soup, with oil floating on the surface, was filled with many ingredients. The thick amount of meat alone filled the small soup bowl to the brim.

The smell was slightly pungent.

It seemed to consider the cold of the night.

Some warming ingredients were added.

Without the courtyard’s lamps, the light was inevitably dim. Xu Xi rotated the soup bowl in his hands, adjusting the angle several times before he could see the hot soup clearly by the light of the campfire, noticing that some Fireleaf Grass was sprinkled on the surface.

This is a spicy plant, beloved by people in the magical world.

“Gulp—”, he took a small sip. The hot soup first flowed over his tongue, then slowly fell into his throat, straight down to his stomach.

Xu Xi could clearly feel his body warming up.

The Fireleaf Grass was effective.

“You did very well, Cressa. Your cooking skills are getting better,” Xu Xi smiled, praising the witch beside him who was waiting for his evaluation.

Cressa’s cooking talent wasn’t great, and there was once an embarrassing incident of a kitchen explosion.

But she learned from her mistakes.

After four years of continuous effort.

Her cooking skills finally achieved success, reaching a decent level. Of course, Xu Xi’s stomach also gained some poison resistance, an unexpected bonus.

“Yes, thank you for your praise.”

Cressa stood quietly. In the dim night, her gray-silver hair looked even more mysterious, smooth as flowing light under the campfire.

The clothes burned by the fire had long been replaced with her old black and white magic apprentice robes.

Due to the loose robes.

The grown-up witch still fit into them.

Then, having received praise, Cressa, as if finally completing some task, scooped herself a bowl of meat soup and sat quietly beside Xu Xi to eat.

Using a spoon and fork.

To this day, chopsticks remain the witch’s lifelong enemy, unable to be used well.

Such scenes were somewhat comical, and every time he saw them, he couldn’t help but laugh.

“I feel like you’re thinking something very bad.”

The witch’s intuition was surprisingly sharp.

“That must be Cressa’s illusion.”

Xu Xi calmly replied.

Is that so?

The girl tilted her head in confusion.

Maybe, after all, the master had no reason to lie to her. With this thought, she buried her head in the bowl again, chewing the cooked meat in small bites.

Teeth biting through the meat, tongue rolling the hot soup.

The quiet dinner for two began.

Tonight was lonelier and quieter than ever before, completely outdoors, with neither warm, comfortable steam nor bright glass lamps.

But.

Xu Xi didn’t dislike this atmosphere.

“Hoo—”, his lips touched the rim of the bowl, gently blowing to cool the freshly made hot soup, then sipping it into his stomach.

The warmth exploded from within, flowing to his limbs.

Bringing some warmth to this desolate night.

“Such an experience is quite rare.”

Xu Xi thought, perhaps searching the entire magical world, it would be hard to find such a scene.

A Grand Mage in his early twenties, with a 16-year-old witch, squatting on a remote mountain, eating meat soup without care for appearances.

No matter how you think about it.

The picture is a bit absurd.

“Crackle… crackle…”

Sparks burst, dry branches burned.

By the campfire, the shadows of the two, one large and one small, stretched long, evenly blending into the night, merging with the shadows of the flowers, grass, and trees, indistinguishable.

Dinner was quick, as neither was very hungry, but they made a meal to maintain strength and warmth.

Cressa stood up, actively using water magic and wind magic to clean the pot and dishes.

This was not only efficient but also convenient.

She had done this many times before.

Very skilled.

The strong wind swept the water flow, easily scraping off the grease from the utensils, and all the girl had to pay was some magic power.

This was why Cressa took on many household chores, and Xu Xi didn’t object. It wasn’t that he deliberately made the girl suffer, but with magic, everything became much simpler.

“Cressa, come here.”

The night wind grew more howling.

The sound of whistling filled the air.

Xu Xi glanced towards the City of Allenson, where the flames still burned, the unextinguished firelight particularly striking at night, with many magical shadows wreaking havoc.

But overall, everything was normal, nothing unusual.

So.

Xu Xi called the girl to his side.

He wanted to check Cressa’s eyes. The half-gold, half-dark pupils were undoubtedly problematic compared to the usual light gold.

In fact, Xu Xi had noticed something was wrong when he met Cressa.

But the situation was urgent then, and there was no time to check.

Now, he finally had time to investigate.

“Cressa, sit across from me, let me see your eyes.”

“I understand, Mentor.”

The girl obediently sat across from Xu Xi. Under the campfire’s light, Xu Xi could clearly see her delicate features and the slight movement of her nostrils as she breathed.

The witch seemed eager to help Xu Xi.

So she tried hard to open her eyes wide.

But, paired with her expressionless face, it looked a bit silly.

“I’ll handle it, Cressa,” hearing Xu Xi’s words, the girl obediently stopped her unnecessary effort and sat quietly.

Then.

Xu Xi’s left hand used light magic, casting a Level 0 Illumination Spell.

At a brightness that wouldn’t hurt the eyes.

He slowly approached Cressa.

His right hand extended his thumb and index finger, manually opening the girl’s tender eyelids, revealing the fragile eyeballs inside.

Before, the witch’s eyes were light gold, with a brilliant beauty. But now, besides the gold, Xu Xi saw a deep, dark black.

Abruptly occupying the center of the pupils.

The gold part, the black part, the difference between them was vast, as if completely unrelated things were forcibly stitched together.

But one thing was the same.

They both clearly reflected Xu Xi’s figure.

Just like before, unchanged.