Xu Xi and the witch have been together for four years.

In these four years.

He watched the witch grow up.

Xu Xi felt that no one knew everything about the witch and everything about Krisha better than him.

But even though he was so familiar with her, Xu Xi had rarely looked carefully into Krisa's eyes.

What words should be used to describe it?

The bonfire burned in the darkness, interweaving warmth and faint light. The weather was chilly, the breath turned into mist, and the bright and fragile eyes blinked slightly.

Those eyes were not as beautiful as described for the protagonist in the novel biography.

There is no mystery or brilliant colors.

There is no fear without firmness and decisiveness.

There is no beauty of innocence and kindness.

Those things, those descriptions, have nothing to do with the witch who lacks emotions.

All Xu Xi could see were a pair of empty and lifeless eyes, without a trace of life or emotion, like a dead object without any sense of existence.

Only in the moment of blinking can you feel that the owner of the eyes is alive.

"..."

The eyelashes trembled slightly, and the watery light covering the surface of the eyeballs, illuminated by the bonfire, further magnified the calmness and indifference.

Xu Xi was very curious. It is said that eyes are the windows to the soul, so what is Krishna's soul like?

He looked intently, carefully, and seriously.

But no matter how he observed, what he saw in those eyes was always only his figure, nothing else.

This is normal.

After all, Xu Xi was looking into Chrisa's eyes, and naturally, Chrisa only had Xu Xi in her field of vision.

"It seems that this is false."

Xu felt a little regretful.

He was unable to see into the witch's heart through her eyes.

Without wasting any more time, Xu Xi began to carefully observe the entanglement of gold and black in Krisa's eyes.

The two colors are intertwined like stars reflecting each other in the night sky, inseparably fused into one in an incomprehensible way.

That's not pretty, and it can even be scary.

Distorted colors make people feel psychologically uncomfortable.

"Chrisa, can you describe to me when your eyes changed?" Xu Xi asked.

"Before you came back," the girl replied calmly.

The witch herself was not aware of the change in her eyes.

But through her explanation and the various questions she asked, Xu Xi soon understood the root cause of the eye changes.

"Despair and sadness..."

"No, to be more specific, it's overly intense and stimulating emotions."

"The reason why Krisa's eyes are light gold is because she has half demon blood in her body. So, think about it from another angle. Does the change in the eyes correspond to the change in the blood?"

Looking at the girl who was motionless and as quiet as a doll.

Xu Xi fell into deep thought.

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

So, Xu Xi stretched out his palm, gently covered Krisa's head, and rubbed the double horns that had been treated before.

A bit rough.

Some bulges.

There is a little bit of regrowth.

"So it is..." Xu Xi's guess was confirmed.

There was the sound of wind blowing in my ears. As night passed, the wind became stronger, but was blocked by the magic barrier.

Only the sound is left, echoing unwillingly.

Xu Xi didn't know much about the demons.

I had only read a few brief words in the books of the Magician's Association, such as that demons were born without magic skills but had powerful bodies and were pests of the world hated by the gods.

These records are too subjective and lack more detailed content.

therefore.

It is impossible to tell whether Krisa's change is good or bad.

"Krisa, do you feel that there is something different about yourself?" Xu Xi removed the lighting spell and asked the owner of the eyes.

She shook her head.

The gray-silver hair swayed along with it.

"Teacher, I don't feel that way," Krisha responded truthfully.

She felt neither unwell nor any improvement in any way. Except for the change in the color of her pupils, everything remained the same as before.

"Is that so..."

As the bonfire burned hotter, Xu Xi gave up exploring his eyes.

He knew too little about the demons, almost nothing at all. With such scarce intelligence, the wisdom of observers and mortals could not provide much help.

If you want to know the truth behind it.

He could only go to other cities, read more books about the demon race, and observe the girl's daily changes.

Fortunately, this change did not bring pain to Krisa.

The only problem is that it's infiltrating.

Maybe Xi doesn't mind it, and Chrisa doesn't care about it either, so there's nothing to worry about.

…

The next time.

Xu Xi and Krisa sat around the campfire.

With the warm barrier of fire protecting them, no strong wind could blow in, let alone extinguish the makeshift bonfire.

It's a very subtle feeling.

Sitting quietly inside, sipping hot water, and watching the roaring wind of nature not far away, it seems as if you are isolated from the world and transcend the boundary between life and death.

Look up and you can see a sky full of stars.

Looking down, you can see the vast wilderness.

Looking sideways, you can see Allenson burning.

"Mentor... Mentor... Mentor."

In such an environment, Krisa still wanted to do something for Xu Xi from time to time as usual.

For example, boiling water, or organizing items in the space ring.

She has no time to spare.

Always thinking about doing something to help Xu Xi.

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

"Krisa, we're not in Allenson now. You can relax a little."

"……yes."

Seeing that the girl was still a little restless, Xu Xi decided to talk about something to help distract her.

He talked a lot, and about a lot of different things.

There are mythological stories on Earth, tips and techniques for practicing magic, or just some of the leisure time in the lives of ordinary people.

Krisa listened carefully.

Is it because the story is really good, or is it because the person telling it is from the Xu family?

Or maybe...neither?

Xu Xi was halfway through his speech when he realized that the girl had fallen into a deep sleep without him noticing.

Her breathing was steady, she slept soundly, and she made soft gurgling sounds. Her delicate facial features had a unique cool beauty under the moonlight.

"He's just a child after all."

Xu Xi smiled helplessly.

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

It seemed as if he sensed Xu Xi's actions in his dream.

The girl murmured inarticulately, looking very adorable.

To be honest, when Xu Xi first met Krisa, he never thought that the skinny girl covered in mud would grow up to be what she is today.

"Is this a wonderful life simulator or a little girl raising simulator?"

Under the starry sky.

Xu Xi summoned the simulation panel and fell into deep thought.

………………

(Knife collection, hope to provide more interesting knife themes, suitable ones will be used in new simulations)