Chapter 34 The Witch's Past

If doubts can be visualized.

Then now, Xu Xi must have a lot of question marks on his head.

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

He never thought.

The girl actually succeeded in her first meditation.

"Krisa, tell me about your feelings about meditation," Xu Xi asked the girl to be on the safe side.

"Yes, I saw it..." Krisa answered obediently. When she spoke, she would occasionally stumble, but compared to the first time they met, it was much better.

Elements.

Magic power.

Mental power.

Through Krisa's description, Xu Xi can be sure that she did meditate successfully.

But why?

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

Xu Xi looked at the girl, puzzled and thinking.

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

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

"But this child actually..."

Xu Xi pondered.

Thinking about the factors that determine the success of this meditation.

In addition to the most basic talent and understanding, there must be something that has not been noticed, which is a unique advantage that other demons do not have, even humans do not have.

"... So that's it, 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 is indeed not a genius. She has neither the powerful body of the pure-blooded demons nor the spirit that is superior to humans.

Her body is weak and she has suffered torture and beatings from others.

Her spirit is like dead water, closing herself in long-term despair, not understanding emotions, not knowing joy and sorrow.

However.

This is exactly the truth that Krisa successfully achieved in her first meditation.

The so-called meditation is essentially the spiritual power of the caster to contact and perceive the elements of everything, which requires a very high mentality.

Ordinary people will fail because of emotional fluctuations and hesitate because of thinking too much.

But Krisa will not.

Without emotions, there will be no fluctuations, and without thinking, there will be no hesitation.

Only when suffering from pain and destruction, this girl of human and demon blood will briefly show fear and fear because of severe pain.

"This truth is really cruel."

Xu Xi clenched the magic wand in silence.

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

Xu Xi sighed in his heart. In order to verify whether this view is correct, he asked the girl to do several more tests.

Everything went smoothly and everything was smooth.

Just like the attempt of meditation.

In the following processes of perceiving elements, establishing connections, absorbing magic power, etc.

Krisa has a super genius performance.

"Well done, Krisa," Xu Xi squatted down and praised the demon girl who had been keeping quiet, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

"No, mentor," Krisa Christina shook her head.

Her little face was expressionless, without any of the innocence and liveliness that a child should have, but a kind of grayness that seemed to swallow up the pale golden eyes.

It was an indescribable nothingness.

It made people silent.

In a sense, the girl was a complete failure. In addition to her physical defects, she was also seriously lacking in emotions and could not give others the response they wanted.

But it was precisely this lack that made the girl unexpectedly have the qualifications of an elemental mage.

Xu Xi paused the girl's practice.

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

"Sit down, Krisa," Xu Xi sat cross-legged on the ground, and at the same time patted the place next to him with his palm, indicating that the girl should sit next to him.

Xu Xi discovered.

There are more important things to do than making the girl stronger.

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

If you don't know anything.

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

"...", Krisa sat down obediently. The magic apprentice's robe was a little too wide for her thin body, and her legs were directly covered when she sat down.

The long gray-silver hair, with some touching the ground at the end, was spread on the floor tiles of the meditation room with a gentle and slow gesture.

There was wind blowing across Krisa's cheek.

It was the hot air exhaled by Xu Xi because the distance was too close.

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

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

"You mean..."

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

"I understand, mentor."

The girl didn't actually understand what she had to know, but she knew that she just had to listen to Xu Xi.

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

So.

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

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

That was a female demon named "Succubus" by humans, with huge curved horns, a hot body similar to humans, and a huge iron ring firmly locked around her neck.

She looked at the infant Krisa with gentle eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate water.

Krisa had never seen her father.

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

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

The "father" dragged her out of the room viciously, threw her out of the window, threw her into the wilderness, and threw her into a remote place with no people.

The mother tried to resist.

But the "father" looked at her with disgust.

"Bastard...bastard...what right do you have to...die..."

At that time, Krisa didn't hear what her "father" said. She only knew that her mother's head was thrown away with her.

To this day.

Krisa still remembers clearly how miserable her mother's head was burned. It felt very rough to the touch. It was the hard surface that was burned and carbonized. The huge horns were ruthlessly cut off.

"Escape..."

The life of the demons is very tenacious.

Even if it was beheaded and burned, the mother's head still spoke to the young Krisa at the last moment of its life.

So, the obedient Krisa ran away.

Away from that "home".