Simulated Lives: The Sorrow of the Sword Maiden-Chapter 49 – She can only see your silhouette

The mountain wind at night was a bit desolate.
And a bit cold.
It rustled through the sea of trees, pressing the grass heads low.
Xu Xi hadn't experienced this in a long time. When he lived in Allenson City, except for the first year when he was forced into the slums, he had always lived in warm courtyards.
Even in the harshest winters, the steam equipment would provide ample warmth.
Fortunately.
Although the courtyard was destroyed and Allenson was annihilated, Xu Xi could still use fire magic. With the activation of Level 3 Magic - Fire’s Warmth, a pale red barrier protected the camp.
The cold was driven away, the strong wind was blocked, and warmth returned to the world.
"Master, please."
The calm voice was like a river flowing at a steady pace.
The rhythm was serene, gentle, and stable, with a unique beauty despite having no fluctuations.
Xu Xi only knew one person with such a voice.
"Thank you, Krisa."
Xu Xi took the hot soup from the girl's hands.
The steaming soup with floating oil droplets was filled with ingredients, and the substantial amount of meat packed the small bowl tightly.
The aroma was slightly pungent.
It seemed to consider the night's coldness.
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 to see the hot soup clearly by the campfire's glow, noticing some crushed Fireleaf Herb sprinkled on the surface.
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This was a spicy plant, beloved by the people of the Magic World.
"Gulp—," he took a small sip, the hot soup flowed over his tongue, then slowly down his throat, straight into his stomach.
Xu Xi could clearly feel his body warming up.
The Fireleaf Herb was remarkably effective.
"Well done, Krisa, your cooking skills are getting better," Xu Xi smiled, praising the witch waiting for his evaluation beside him.
Krisa's cooking talent wasn't great, and she had once caused an embarrassing kitchen explosion.
But she learned from her mistakes and persevered.
After four years of continuous effort.
Her cooking finally reached a decent level, and Xu Xi's stomach also developed a good resistance to toxins, which was an unexpected benefit.
"Yes, thank you for your praise."
Krisa stood quietly, her gray-silver hair appearing more mysterious in the dim night, reflecting a smooth sheen from the campfire.
The clothes burned by flames had long been replaced with her old black and white Magic Apprentice Robe.
Due to the robe's spaciousness.
The grown-up witch still fit perfectly.
After receiving praise, Krisa, as if completing a task, served herself a bowl of meat soup and sat quietly beside Xu Xi to eat.
Using a spoon and fork.
To this day, chopsticks remained the witch's lifelong enemy, unable to use them well.
The scene was somewhat comical, and every time he saw it, he couldn't help but laugh.
"I feel like you're thinking of something bad."
The witch's intuition was unexpectedly sharp.
"That must be Krisa's imagination."
Xu Xi replied calmly.
Is that so?
The girl tilted her head in confusion.
Perhaps, since her master had no reason to lie to her, holding onto that thought, she buried her head back into the bowl, chewing the cooked meat in small bites.
Teeth tearing the meat, tongue swirling the hot soup.
Their quiet dinner for two began.
Tonight felt lonelier and more desolate than ever before, in a completely open-air setting, without the warm comfort of steam or the bright glass lamps.
But.
Xu Xi didn't dislike this atmosphere.
"Whoosh—," his lips pressed against the bowl's edge, gently blowing to cool the freshly cooked soup before sipping it into his stomach.
The warmth erupted from within, flowing to every part of his body.
Bringing a touch of warmth to the bleak night.
"Such an experience is rare."
Xu Xi thought, perhaps searching the entire Magic World, such a scene would be hard to find.
A Grand Mage in his early twenties, with a 16-year-old witch, squatting together on a remote mountaintop, eating meat soup without regard for appearances.
No matter how you think about it.
The scene was somewhat absurd.
"Crackle… crackle…"
Sparks burst, dry branches burned.
By the campfire, two shadows, one large and one small, stretched long, blending evenly into the night, merging with the shadows of flowers, grass, and trees, indistinguishable from each other.
Dinner was quick; neither was very hungry, only making a meal to maintain strength and warmth.
Krisa stood up, using Water Magic and Wind Magic to clean the boiler and dishes.
This method was not only efficient but also convenient.
She had done it many times before.
Very skillfully.
The wind swirled the water, easily scrubbing the grease off the utensils' surfaces, and the only cost to the girl was some magic power.
This was why Krisa took on many household chores, and Xu Xi didn't object. It wasn't that he deliberately made the girl work hard, but with magic, everything became much simpler.
"Krisa, come here for a moment."
The midnight wind howled even more.
A constant hum in the ears.
Xu Xi glanced towards Allenson City, where the flames still burned fiercely, the unextinguished firelight particularly striking at night, with shadows of demons rampaging.
But overall, everything was normal, nothing unusual.
So.
Xu Xi called the girl to his side.
He wanted to check Krisa's eyes, the half-gold, half-dark pupils were undoubtedly a big issue compared to the usual pale gold.
In fact, Xu Xi had noticed something was wrong when he reunited with Krisa.
But the situation was urgent then, with no time to check.
Now, he finally had the chance to investigate.
"Krisa, sit across from me, let me see your eyes."
"I understand, Master."
The girl obediently sat directly 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 that expressionless face, it looked a bit silly.
"I can handle it, Krisa," listening to Xu Xi's words, the girl obediently stopped her unnecessary effort, sitting quietly in place.
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 Krisa.
His right hand extended his thumb and forefinger, manually pulling open the girl's delicate eyelids, revealing the fragile eyeball inside.
In the past, the witch's eyes were pale gold, with a radiant beauty, but now, Xu Xi saw not only gold but also a deep, dark black.
Abruptly occupying the center of the pupil.
The difference between the gold and black parts was significant, like forcibly stitching together completely unrelated things.
But one thing was the same.
They both clearly reflected Xu Xi's figure.
Just like before, unchanged.