Chapter 50: The Witch Who Sleeps Peacefully

Xu Xi and the Witch had been together for four years.

In these four years.

The Witch grew up under his watch.

About the Witch, about Cressa, Xu Xi felt no one knew her better than him.

But even with such familiarity, Xu Xi had rarely seriously observed Cressa’s eyes.

What words could describe them?

A bonfire burned in the darkness, warmth and faint light intertwined, the weather chilly, breath turning to mist, bright and fragile eyes blinking slightly.

Those eyes were not as beautiful as the descriptions of protagonists in novels and biographies.

No mysterious and dazzling colors.

No firm and decisive fearlessness.

No innocence and kindness.

Those things, those descriptions, had nothing to do with the emotionless Witch.

All Xu Xi could see were hollow and lifeless eyes, devoid of any vitality, untainted by any emotion, like lifeless objects with no sense of existence.

Only in the moment of blinking could one feel that the owner of the eyes was alive.

“……”

Eyelashes trembled lightly, the moisture covering the surface of the eyeballs, illuminated by the bonfire, further amplifying the calmness and indifference.

Xu Xi was curious, they say eyes are the windows to the soul, so what would Cressa’s soul be like?

He stared, looked closely, observed carefully.

But no matter how he observed, all Xu Xi saw in those eyes was his own reflection, nothing else.

This was normal.

After all, Xu Xi was making eye contact with Cressa, so naturally, Cressa’s field of vision only included Xu Xi.

“It seems that saying is false.”

Xu Xi felt a bit regretful.

He couldn’t see through the Witch’s heart via her eyes.

Not wasting any more time, Xu Xi began to seriously observe the intertwined gold and black in Cressa’s eyes.

The two colors intertwined and entwined, like stars reflecting each other in the night sky, merging in a way Xu Xi couldn’t comprehend, inseparable.

It wasn’t beautiful, even frightening.

The twisted colors caused psychological discomfort.

“Cressa, can you describe to me when your eyes changed?” Xu Xi inquired.

“Before you returned,” the girl answered in a calm tone.

About the mutation of her eyes, the Witch herself was unclear.

But through her explanation and the various questions asked, Xu Xi quickly understood the root cause of the eye mutation.

“Despair and sadness…”

“No, more specifically, overly intense and stimulating emotions.”

“Cressa’s eyes are pale gold because of her half-demon bloodline, so, thinking from another angle, does the change in her eyes correspond to a change in her bloodline?”

Looking at the motionless, doll-like quiet girl.

Xu Xi fell into deep thought.

He had considered many possibilities, but among the countless possibilities, the demon bloodline was the most suspicious.

Thus, Xu Xi reached out his hand, gently covering Cressa’s head, rubbing the spot where the horns had been removed.

Somewhat rough.

Somewhat raised.

There was a slight sign of regrowth.

“So it is…” Xu Xi’s speculation was confirmed.

There was the sound of wind rustling in his ears, as the night deepened, the evening wind became more fierce, but all were blocked by the magic barrier.

Only the sound remained, echoing unwillingly.

About demons, Xu Xi didn’t know much.

Only from the books of the Mage Association had he seen some fragments, such as demons being born without magic but possessing strong physiques, being pests of the world despised by the gods.

These records were too subjective, with no more detailed content.

Therefore.

Xu Xi couldn’t judge whether Cressa’s change was good or bad.

“Cressa, do you feel any different?” Xu Xi dispelled the Illumination Spell and asked the owner of the eyes.

She shook her head.

Her gray-silver hair swayed with the movement.

“Mentor, I don’t feel any different,” Cressa answered truthfully.

She neither felt unwell nor felt any improvement, except for the change in her eye color, everything remained the same as usual.

“Is that so…”

The bonfire blazed fiercely, Xu Xi gave up his investigation into the eyes.

He knew too little about demons, almost nothing, with such a lack of information, neither the observer’s nor the Wisdom of Mortals could provide much help.

To uncover the truth behind it.

He could only go to other cities, consult more demon-related books, and observe the girl’s daily changes.

Fortunately, this change brought no pain to Cressa.

The only issue was that her eyes looked eerie.

Xu Xi didn’t mind, Cressa didn’t care, so there was nothing to worry about.

……

In the following time.

Xu Xi and Cressa sat around the bonfire.

Protected by the barrier of the Warmth of Fire, no strong wind could blow in, nor could it extinguish the temporarily built bonfire.

It was a very subtle feeling.

Sitting quietly inside, sipping warm water, watching the natural fury of the wind not far away, as if isolated from the world, transcending the boundaries of life and death.

Looking up, one could see the starry sky.

Looking down, one could see the vast wilderness.

Looking sideways, one could see the burning Allen Forest.

“Mentor… mentor… mentor.”

In such an environment, Cressa, as usual, occasionally wanted to do something for Xu Xi.

Like boiling water, or organizing items in the Spatial Ring.

She couldn’t stay idle.

Always wanting to help Xu Xi with something.

Finally, Xu Xi spoke up, letting the girl sit down and rest, and she quietly sat down.

“Cressa, we’re not in Allen Forest now, you can relax a bit.”

“…Yes.”

Seeing the still restless girl, Xu Xi decided to tell some stories to help distract her.

He told many, varied stories.

Mythological stories from Earth, tips and tricks for cultivating magic, or just some leisurely daily life of ordinary people.

Cressa listened very attentively.

Was it because the stories were really good, or because it was Xu Xi telling them?

Or… neither?

Halfway through, Xu Xi noticed that the girl had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Breathing steadily, sleeping soundly, emitting soft snores, her delicate features under the moonlight had a unique, cool beauty.

“After all, she’s just a child.”

Xu Xi smiled helplessly.

Standing up, he walked to the sleeping girl and covered her with a thick, warm blanket.

As if sensing Xu Xi’s actions in her dream.

The girl murmured incoherently, appearing very cute.

Honestly, when Xu Xi first met Cressa, he never imagined that the skinny girl covered in mud would grow into what she is today.

“Is this the Beautiful Life Simulator, or the Little Girl Raising Simulator?”

Under the starry sky.

Xu Xi summoned the simulation panel, lost in thought.

………………

(Dao Dao Le is collecting, hoping for more interesting knife-themed materials, suitable ones will be used in new simulations)