Simulated Lives: The Sorrow of the Sword Maiden-Chapter 66 – Your body begins to sink into slumber

The false facade peeled away layer by layer.
Like falling petals.
Like shattered mirror images.
In the faint flickering haze, Krisa's face revealed its true form.
It was the visage of a 17-year-old girl, untouched by the wear of time, unmarked by the fatigue of the past, her delicate features maintaining the indifference Xu Xi was so familiar with.
"Very beautiful, isn't it?"
Xu Xi spoke gently, his gaze full of affection.
He stood before the eternal witch, one showing signs of age, the other still youthful, forming a stark contrast.
Invisibly.
The boundary named life and death quietly emerged.
Creating a small gap between them.
"……", the atmosphere was somewhat silent, tinged with a faint sense of sorrow. Xu Xi could only stroke Krisa's head, soothing the witch's trembling body in this way.
Outside, there was a rustling sound, the noise of autumn leaves falling.
Autumn had arrived.
Indicating that the harsh winter was not far off.
[Simulation Year 50, you are 64, Krisa is 56]
[You began trying to maintain your health, casting Life Magic on yourself daily to restore vitality, but unfortunately, your body could not retain the vigor, continuing to age and decline]
[Outside, the Church of the Deities was still frantically searching for your whereabouts, but you hid well and were not discovered]
[Simulation Year 51, you are 65, Krisa is 57]
[You developed some hobbies typical of the elderly, such as sitting at the door basking in the sun, gazing at the outside world all day, or planting some beautiful flowers and plants]
[Krisa remained as before, serving by your side every day, brewing a cup of bitter Clarity Herb magical drink when you needed it]
[Simulation Year 52, you are 66, Krisa is 58]
[Your body remained healthy, though not as functional as in your youth, you did not fall ill]
[You were pleased, guessing you might live a bit longer]
[Simulation Year 53, you are 67, Krisa is 59]
[The witch's culinary skills improved, she often went to the market alone to buy ingredients to improve meals, and she no longer mistook toxic ingredients]
[Simulation Year 54, you are 68, Krisa is 60]
[Unable to advance in magic, you immersed yourself in planting flowers and plants, growing a patch of Dragon Blood Grass in the flowerbed, sponsored by an unknown red dragon]
[The witch stood beside you, carefully wiping the bloodstains from "Grey Rekindle," her movements skillful]
[Simulation Year 55……]
[Simulation Year 56……]
[Simulation Year 57……]
The years turned, like a movie fast-forwarding at a crazy speed, leaping through the mind, leaving only many blurred memories when coming back to senses.
Xu Xi's body aged year by year.
Like the setting sun.
Though still radiant, though still warm, behind that lingering sunset, the endless gray desolation could already be seen.
Simulation Year 61, Xu Xi was 75, by this time, Xu Xi had a head full of white hair.
He sat at the courtyard entrance, half-reclining in a resting posture.
His graying hair shimmered slightly under the sunlight, and his wrinkled face bore a pair of deep, steady eyes, all his mental strength contained within, hidden and unforthcoming.
"It's really stifling…"
Xu Xi said.
Long ago, he knew that an aging body would be much less convenient than in youth.
But when that day truly arrived, Xu Xi realized that the feeling of aging was far more terrifying than he had imagined.
Many things that were once easily done.
Just a few years later.
Could no longer be accomplished.
"Only my mental strength is strong enough, allowing me to use it and magic to find alternative ways to assist in all aspects of life."
"Otherwise, this retirement life would be unbearable."
Wind elements surged, propelling Xu Xi to stand.
Earth elements sank, dust on his robe all flew off.
Then.
Xu Xi's body rose into the air, his robe billowing, and in the gentle embrace of the wind elements, he slowly flew into the house within the courtyard.
"Welcome back, Mentor," Krisa, with her gray-silver hair, had been waiting for a long time. She opened the door for Xu Xi, entering the house together.
On the dining table was the lunch the witch had prepared in advance.
Steaming hot, the aroma was enticing.
"Krisa, your cooking has improved even more," Xu Xi remarked with a smile after tasting it.
"Yes, thank you for your evaluation, I will continue to work hard."
The witch's voice was as calm as water.
But Xu Xi knew, this did not mean the witch was being perfunctory, only that the lack of emotion made her unable to express joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness properly.
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After the meal.
Krisa used Wind Magic and Water Magic to clean the dishes and tidy up.
Xu Xi then stepped towards the living room, his pace slow, until he reached a wooden recliner, where he lay down quietly, facing the sunlight and the flowers.
He was truly old.
The sluggishness of his body created mental fatigue.
Now, he was more and more prone to sleepiness, especially during the afternoon, often feeling drowsy.
"Well, let's sleep a little longer today."
Lying on the cool brown wooden rocking chair, the fatigue from his body quickly overwhelmed his consciousness, and Xu Xi felt the surroundings grow darker and quieter.
His whole being.
His whole soul.
His whole self.
All fell rapidly downward.
"Mentor… Mentor…!"
In a daze, Xu Xi seemed to hear Krisa's voice, thinking it must be an illusion.
So tired.
He just wanted to sleep a little longer.
His consciousness drifted in confusion, his soul lost in a void, sleeping deeper, sleeping further, after much change, finally returning to his body.
"What is this…"
Xu Xi opened his eyes in a daze.
He found that he, who should have been lying in the living room, had returned to the bed in the bedroom.
Was it Krisa who did this?
Xu Xi speculated, subconsciously wanting to speak, but the burning sensation from his throat made him cough violently.
"Cough!… Cough cough! Cough cough cough!"
"Mentor, the water is here."
At the critical moment, Krisa handed over a cup of water.
Xu Xi drank it in one gulp, the cool water moistening his lips, then flowing smoothly down his throat, replenishing his parched body.
"Thanks, Krisa."
Xu Xi put down the empty cup, instinctively looking towards the witch.
But with just that glance.
Xu Xi was stunned.
The witch before him had not only changed her clothes but also looked extremely haggard, as if she had experienced something very sorrowful.
"…You finally woke up, Mentor."
[You lay down for a nap as usual]
[This time, the sleep was extremely peaceful, making you feel comfortable]
[As if all the fatigue and aging had completely left you]
[Upon waking, you learned from Krisa that you had slept for three whole days. You were surprised, you were shocked, and you began to investigate the reason behind it]
[Wisdom of Mortals continues to operate…]
[You understood the truth, as you aged, your decaying mortal body gradually could not bear your Transcendent spirit, thus, the body spontaneously entered a state of deep sleep, allowing itself to rest]