“Bang—”

There was a loud explosion from outside.

It was high-level fire magic where the fireworks rose high into the sky and concentrated on a single point to explode.

The bright fire even illuminated the dark night.

In the city of Allenson, the magicians under the three major god churches of the God of Fire, the God of Blacksmiths, and the Goddess of Harvest are constantly releasing various powerful magics to demonstrate the power of the gods.

At this time of year, the churches of the gods would secretly compete with each other.

Whoever wins will gain more believers in the coming year.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The fierce noises caused by various magical explosions in the distant sky interrupted Xu Xi's memories.

He looked to the side and saw the young witch with a lost expression, clutching the necklace and gold coins tightly in her hands, still with that empty and quiet look.

The magic outside was so dazzling.

So bright that the light entered the house.

It illuminates half of Krishna's fair cheeks, her long, smooth silver-gray hair, and her small, soft nose.

And the hands that couldn't help but keep stroking the necklace.

Krisa seemed to want to wear the necklace, but she didn't know how to do it because, in her miserable life in the past, there was only pain and suffering, and her understanding of the necklace was limited to looking at it.

The slender white fingertips touched the necklace ring, clumsily and carefully, lightly touching it and then immediately retracting it.

Afraid of accidentally damaging it.

The movements are youthful and the fingers are at a loss, which makes people feel pity for them.

"Krisha, let me help you."

"……good."

Xu Xi reached out to help, took the sea blue necklace from the girl, walked behind her, grabbed the secret silver chains at both ends of the necklace, and passed it through her neck as gently as possible.

During wearing.

Xu Xi's fingers brushed across the girl's neck.

It was a wonderful feeling that made Chrisa feel a little itchy, a little hot, and a little happy.

She rubbed it subconsciously, and her neck hit the chains on both sides, making a pleasant rustling sound.

But the girl soon realized that this would bring unnecessary trouble to Xu Xi.

So she stood up again.

Feeling the warm hands pull up her long hair, she pulled the two mithril chains to cross behind her neck, and finally pressed the silver buckle, which clicked and secured the aquamarine necklace.

It was snowing heavily and there was a lot of noise outside.

Under the man's gentle grasp, the mithril necklace inlaid with aquamarine beads fell securely on the girl's slightly hot neck.

Why is it hot?

The witch was puzzled.

This was an experience she had never had before.

"Not bad, not bad," Xu Xi took a few steps back, looked up and down at Chrisa who had put on the necklace, and a satisfied look appeared on his face.

"Just as I expected, this necklace really suits you, Krisa."

Xu Xi smiled.

I admired it sincerely.

Winter is brutally cold, and this won’t change even on a busy New Year’s Eve.

But right now, right now.

Xu Xi felt that he had seen something beautiful enough to melt away the winter.

The long gray-silver hair slightly covered the snow-white neck. The scars that once existed disappeared, replaced by delicacy and softness. The emotionless witch lowered her head, holding the sea-blue necklace hanging from her neck in both hands.

refraction.

-Reflective.

Reflection.

While Krisa was looking at the aquamarine necklace, the hazy and dreamy blue light was also swaying and reflected in her empty eyes.

At first glance, those eyes seemed to have regained their spirit.

Even if it was only for a brief moment.

It soon dissipated as the light became unstable.

But Xu Xi still felt that this moment was incomparably beautiful.

He felt such pride and emotion in his heart, my witch is so pretty.

Then, Xu Xi asked the expressionless girl, "Krisa, how do you feel? Do you like it?"

The girl nodded gently: "I like it."

Then he added politely, "Thank you."

…

It's late at night.

It’s time to say goodbye on New Year’s Eve.

After giving out New Year gifts and New Year's money, Xu Xi left the kitchen.

I walked towards the study, preparing to meditate to break through my mental strength before going to bed tonight.

After he left, Krisa was alone and mad for a long time.

A long time, longer than all my past memories.

It's very chaotic, even more complicated than the chaotic thoughts in my heart.

Wait until Krisha comes to her senses.

Only then did I realize that I had already cleaned up the dishes and returned to my room without realizing it.

She curled up in the corner of the bed, hugging her knees, and remained motionless for a long time.

"gift……"

"I also have my own...gift..."

The faint sound echoed in the air.

Very dull, no ups and downs.

Even now, Krisa still feels that as someone who can be discarded at will, she has no right to receive gifts or be liked by others.

Objects must have self-awareness.

You shouldn't ask for more things that don't belong to you.

but.

It is also necessary to listen to the master.

Since the master asked her to accept it, she had no choice but to accept it. Chrisa held the dark blue necklace in front of her chest, her eyes confused but also a little fluttering.

like……

I like it very much...

I love this gift.

A heavy feeling kept piling up in my chest, getting heavier and more confusing, but I couldn't figure out what it was.

For a witch who has lost her emotions, it is too difficult to understand these feelings.

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But it's not a big problem.

Krisa has her own solution. She doesn't need to understand or vent. She just needs to stay by Xu Xi's side and listen to his words and instructions.

tear——

The sunlight coming from the window attracted Krisa's attention.

Only then did she realize that she had been furious in her room all night and didn't even notice the sun rise.

The first day of the new year.

The sun shines brighter than ever before.

With a brutal and violent posture, it forcefully penetrated the curtains and landed on the ferocious demon girl, just like the redemption that man had done two months ago.

"Praise the great sun god."

"May the Sun God protect you and me forever."

Outside.

Citizens of Allenson City went out of their homes one after another and prayed to the sun on the first day of the new year, hoping that the sun god would protect them.

The sun...

Krisa lowered her head and buried her cheek between her legs.

She spoke in a voice that only she could hear:

"Thank you, sun..."

Not thanking God.

Instead, she was grateful to the "sun" that broke into her world, brought her out of the quagmire of despair, and brought her light and hope, a sun that belonged to her alone.

In the repeated calls for help, he was the only one who heard the witch's voice and was willing to extend a warm hand.

That warmth.

That compassion.

It has been deeply engraved in the witch's heart and cannot be forgotten.

For this reason, the witch's future will only be living for the "sun". If she loses that gentle light and the gaze that is fixed on her, the witch will completely lose the meaning of her existence.

Falling into an abyss that even you are afraid of.