If doubts could be materialized.

Well, now, Xu Xi must have a lot of question marks over his head.

In order for Krisha to meditate successfully, Xu Xi had prepared many plans and was ready for a long-term attack long before today.

He never expected it.

The girl actually succeeded in meditation on her first try.

"Krisa, tell me about your experience of meditation," Xu asked the girl for safety reasons.

"Yes, I saw it...", Krisa answered obediently. She sometimes stuttered when she spoke, but it was much better than when they first met.

element.

magic.

Mental power.

Through Krisa's description, Xu Xi could be sure that her meditation was indeed successful.

But why is this?

In the dim meditation room, the smell of burning Qingshen grass was still lingering, a little pungent and spicy. The demon girl, wearing a black magic apprentice robe, was quietly waiting for Xu Xi's next order.

Xu Xi looked at the girl, confused and thoughtful.

"I was able to successfully meditate and transform directly from an ordinary person into a magic apprentice because I had the highest-level red entry, plus two purple entries to assist me."

"With the three entries in hand and the built-in plug-in, it was only natural that I succeeded in my first meditation."

"But this child actually..."

Xu Xi pondered.

Consider the factors that determine the success of this meditation.

Apart from the most basic talent and understanding, there must be something else that has not been noticed, a unique advantage that other demons, not even humans, have.

“…I see. Is that so?”

Looking at the small figure in front of him, Xu Xi suddenly fell silent.

He understood.

The witch in front of him was indeed not a genius. She did not have the strong body of a pure-blood demon, nor did she have a spirit superior to that of humans.

Her body was weak and she suffered torture and beatings from others.

Her spirit was like stagnant water. She had closed herself off in long-term despair, not understanding emotions, not knowing joy or sorrow.

However.

This is exactly what Krisha achieved during her first meditation.

The so-called meditation is essentially the caster's mental power to contact and perceive the elements of everything, which requires a very high state of mind.

Ordinary people fail because of emotional fluctuations and hesitate because of overthinking.

But Krisha won't.

Without emotion, there will be no fluctuations; without thinking, there will be no hesitation.

Only when she was in pain and destruction would this half-human, half-demon girl briefly show fear because of the severe pain.

"This truth is really cruel."

Xu Xi clenched his wand silently.

Krisa has the talent of a mage, which is a great thing. However, the price behind this talent is so terrible that it makes people speechless.

Xu Xi sighed inwardly, and in order to verify whether this view was correct, he asked the girl to take a few more tests.

Everything went smoothly. Everything flowed smoothly.

Same as trying meditation.

In the following process of sensing elements, establishing connections, absorbing magic power, etc.

Chrisa has a super genius performance.

"You did a great job, Krisha," Xu Xi squatted down and praised the demon girl who had remained quiet, "Do you feel any discomfort?"

"No, Mentor," Chrisa Kristina shook her head.

The small face was expressionless, without any of the innocence and liveliness that a child should have. Instead, there was a kind of gloom that seemed to devour the light golden eyes.

It was a kind of nothingness that was hard to describe.

It makes people silent.

In a sense, the girl is a complete failure. In addition to her physical defects, she is also seriously lacking in emotions and cannot give others the response they want.

But it is precisely this lack that makes the girl unexpectedly possess the qualifications of an elemental mage.

Xu Xi suspended the girl's training.

"Mentor?" Krisa tilted her head and looked at him, seeming a little puzzled.

"Come sit down, Krisha," Xu Xipan sat on the ground and patted the seat beside him, motioning the girl to sit next to him.

Xu was discovered.

There are more important things to do than making girls stronger.

That is to understand the girl’s past and understand the girl’s experience. Only by understanding can we better help the girl move towards the future.

If you know nothing.

What you think is a well-intentioned act may very likely cause secondary harm to the girl.

"..." Krisa sat down obediently. The magic apprentice's robe was a little too big for her thin body, and it covered her legs the moment she sat down.

The overly long silver-gray hair, with some ends touching the ground, was spread over the tiles of the meditation room in a gentle and slow manner.

The wind brushed Krisa's cheek.

It was because the distance was too close, perhaps it was the hot air exhaled.

A strange feeling surged into the girl's heart, making her feel inexplicably at ease.

Then, Xu Xi asked, "Chrisa, can you tell me about your past?"

“You mean…?”

"Anything is fine. I want to get to know you."

"I understand, Mentor."

The girl actually didn't understand what was worth knowing about herself, but she knew that she just had to listen to Xu Xi.

As a private property, the most basic thing is to obey the owner.

So.

Under Xu Xi's gaze, the demon girl, who was only eleven or twelve years old, slowly recounted a story from long ago, a true story that happened long before Xu Xi came to this world.

The girl met her biological mother the year she was born.

It was a female demon named "Succubus" by humans. It had huge curved horns, a hot body similar to that of a human, and a huge iron ring firmly locked around its neck.

She looked at infant Krisa lovingly with gentle eyes that seemed to be soaked with tears.

Krisha has never met her father.

Because from the first day she was born, she was hidden by her biological mother.

After hiding for about three or four years, Krisa finally saw her father. It was the first and last time she saw him.

Her "father" viciously dragged her out of the room, threw her out of the window, into the wilderness, into a remote and uninhabited place.

The mother tried to resist.

But his "father" looked at him with disgust.

"What right do you have to...die..."

At that time, Krisa was unable to hear everything her "father" said. She only knew that her mother's head was also discarded along with her.

To this day.

Krisa still clearly remembers how horribly her mother's head was burned. It felt very rough, a hard carbonized surface, and the huge horns were ruthlessly cut off.

"escape……"

The demons are very tenacious.

Even after being beheaded and burned, the mother's head still spoke to young Krisha in her last moments.

So, the obedient Krisha ran away.

Far away from that "home".