Chapter 34 – The Witch’s Past

If doubts can be materialized.

Now, then, Xu Department’s head was bound to be densely packed with question marks.

In order for Krysia to succeed in her meditation, long before today, the Xu system had prepared a number of programs for this purpose, and was prepared for a long attack.

How he didn’t expect it.

The girl actually succeeded in her first meditation.

“Kryssa, tell me what it’s like to meditate”, the Xu system inquired to the girl, just to be on the safe side.

“Yes, I saw ……”, Krysia replied good-naturedly, stumbling over her words occasionally, but much better compared to when they first met.

Elements.

Magic.

Spirituality.

Through Krysia’s description, Department Xu could ascertain that she had indeed succeeded in her meditation.

But why on earth?

Inside the dimly lit meditation room, the smell of burning Clear Spirit Grass still filled the air, somewhat choking and pungent, and the Demon girl, dressed in the pitch-black color of her magical apprentice’s robes, waited quietly for the Xu system’s next order.

The Xu system looked at the girl, lost in disbelief and thought.

“I was able to meditate successfully and change directly from an ordinary person to a magical apprentice because I had the highest level of red words, plus two purple words to assist me.”

“With three words in my hand and my own hang-ups, it was a matter of course that I would succeed in my first meditation.”

“But the kid actually …… as well.”

The Xu system mused.

Think about the elements that will determine the success of this meditation.

Apart from the most basic talent and enlightenment, there must be something unnoticed, a unique advantage not found in other demon races, not even in humans.

“…… So that’s it, is it.”

Looking at the tiny figure in front of him, Department Xu suddenly fell into silence.

He understands.

The magical girl in front of her was indeed no genius, neither did she have the powerful physical body of a pure-blooded demon race, nor did she have a spirit that was even more superior than that of a human.

She was weak and tortured and beaten by others.

Her spirit is like stagnant water, closed to herself in a long period of despair, ignorant of emotions, joys and sorrows.

However.

This is the very truth that Krisha, in her first meditation, reached with flying colors.

The so-called meditation, which was essentially the caster’s mental power to reach out and perceive the elements of everything, was extremely demanding on the mind.

Ordinary people fail because of mood swings and hesitate because they think too much.

But not Krysia.

Without feelings, there is no fluctuation, without thinking, there is no hesitation.

Only when suffering pain and devastation did the girl, a human-demon hybrid, briefly show fearful dread because of the intense pain.

“This truth, it’s pretty harsh.”

The Xu system clenched its wand in silence.

Kryssa has the gift of magecraft, which is an excellent thing, except that the cost behind this gift is tragic enough to make one look at it in silence.

Xu System sighed lightly in his heart, and to verify that this idea was correct, he had the girl perform a few more tests.

Everything was smooth and everything flowed.

Same with the meditation attempts.

In the next process of sensing the elements, establishing connections, and absorbing magic.

Kryssa both have super talented performances.

“Well done, Kryssa”, the Xu system crouched down and complimented the demonic girl who had remained quiet, “Do you feel any discomfort?”

“No, Mentor,” Krysia Christina shook her head.

Small face expressionless, without half of the child should be innocent and lively, there is only a kind of, as if to the light golden eyes for the swallowed gray.

It was an indescribable nothingness.

Call for silence.

In a sense, the girl is a complete failure, and in addition to her physical deficiencies, even her emotions are sorely lacking, unable to give others the response they want.

But it was also this lack that made the girl accidentally possess the qualifications of an elemental mage.

The Xu system suspended the girl’s cultivation.

“Mentor?” , Kryssa cocked her head at him dully, seemingly a little confused.

“Sit down, Kryssa,” Xu said, sitting cross-legged on the ground while palming the seat beside her, signaling the girl to sit beside her.

The Hsu system is found.

There are more important things to do than make a girl strong.

That is to understand the girl’s past, to understand the girl’s experiences, and only by understanding that, can we better help the girl into the future.

Suppose nothing is known.

What one thinks is a well-intentioned demeanor is likely to cause secondary damage to the girl.

“……”, Kryssa obediently sat down, the magical apprentice’s robes slightly too wide for her thin body, covering her legs right up the moment she sat down.

Overgrown gray-silver hair, which touched the ground somewhat at the end, lay in a gentle, slow motion on the floor tiles of the meditation room.

There was a breeze on Krysia’s cheek.

It was the hot air that was exhaled by the Xu system from the close proximity.

Strange feelings flooded the girl’s mind, making her inexplicably at ease.

Then, Department Xu spoke up and asked, “Krysia, can you tell me about your past?”

“You mean …….”

“Anything, I want to get to know you.”

“I understand, Mentor.”

The girl didn’t really understand what she had to know about herself, but she knew that she could just listen to the Xu system.

Being a personal item, it is basic to listen to your master.

And so.

Under Xu System’s gaze, the demonic girl, who was only eleven or twelve years old, slowly recounted a story from a long time ago, a true one that had happened far before Xu System came to this world.

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

It was a female demon named “Phantom Demon” by humans, with huge curved horns, a hot human-like body, and a huge iron ring firmly locked around her neck.

She looked lovingly at the infant Krysia with gentle, as if water could seep out of her eyes.

Krysia never met her father.

Because from the first day of her life, she was hidden from her own mother.

After hiding for about three or four years, Krysia finally saw her father for the first and last time.

“Father” yanked her viciously out of the room and threw her out the window, into the wilderness, into the middle of nowhere.

The mother tried to resist.

But the “father” looked at him with disgust.

“What qualification does the mongrel …… bitch …… have to…die ……”

At that time, Krysia didn’t hear what her “father” said, but only knew that her mother’s head was thrown away with her.

To this day.

Kryssa still vividly remembered how miserably her mother’s head had been seared, rough to the touch, the hardened surface of burnt carbonization, and the huge twin horns had been mercilessly severed.

“Escape ……”

Demons are tenacious.

Even decapitated, even burned, the mother’s head spoke to the young Krysia in the last moments of her life.

So, obediently, Krisha fled.

Away from that “home”.