novelraw Chapter 67 – I have always been with you
Chapter 67 – I have always been with you
The high-speed machines can overheat from prolonged operation.
Exerting oneself to the limit can leave a living being feeling exhausted and in pain.
This is normal.
It's part of the world's operating rules.
But now, Xu Xi's situation is even worse. His body ages year by year, increasingly unable to bear the spirit of a Saint Domain Archmage.
A weak and strong dichotomy.
Causing his frail body to only relieve the mental pressure through sleep.
This means that in the coming time, Xu Xi will frequently fall into slumber until he eventually dies.
It's irreversible.
Unchangeable.
In the study, Xu Xi looked at the results of his calculations and fell silent.
He hadn't expected his already limited lifespan to be further complicated by this. It seemed like the maximum lifespan hadn't changed, but subtracting the time spent asleep left him with very little.
Moreover—
Xu Xi sighed, "Who can guarantee that the next time I sleep won't be my final death?"
Thinking back now.
The previous so-called sense of peace was clearly a precursor to returning to the underworld.
In that hazy state between soul and body, Xu Xi could easily slip from sleep into death if he wasn't careful.
"Troublesome."
Xu Xi picked up the calculation paper, his gaze sweeping over the results, and finally, in the silent atmosphere, flames erupted from his fingers, reducing the paper to ash.
Regarding death.
Regarding lifespan.
Xu Xi had long been prepared to face it.
The only thing he couldn't let go of was the witch who didn't understand joy or sorrow, or emotions.
In this Magic World, the only person Krisa could rely on was Xu Xi. If he were to suddenly die, he couldn't imagine what would happen.
"This matter... can't be hidden from that child."
"Telling Krisa in advance might be hard for her to accept, but at least it gives her time to adjust."
"If I keep it from her."
"Then, on the day I truly die, Krisa would only be more despairing."
Turning the knob, he turned off the lights.
Xu Xi left the study.
...
[You revealed the whole truth to the witch, but to your surprise, she didn't show any signs of being unable to accept it. She was stronger than you imagined.]
[You felt relieved. You seemed to not need to worry too much about the witch's future. You habitually thought for her, completely forgetting that the witch had traveled the world with you, accumulating a wealth of life experience and a mature mindset for handling affairs.]
"Master."
"What is it, Krisa?"
"Please entrust everything to me."
"Everything?"
"Yes," Krisa said, her calm voice devoid of any color, sitting across from Xu Xi with her hands folded.
"Please allow me to take over all matters of the courtyard, including caring for you during your slumber."
In her steady voice.
There was unexpectedly a hint of determination.
"I will take good care of you and everything about you," the immortal witch made such a promise.
"Then I'll leave it to you, Krisa," Xu Xi smiled, giving his trust without reservation.
...
[In the sixty-second year of the simulation, you are 76, Krisa is 68.]
[With your tacit approval, Krisa took over all matters of the courtyard, including your plants, your books, your materials, your magic.]
[Even you yourself were entrusted to Krisa's care.]
[Sometimes you wonder if this counts as an alternative inheritance. You dismiss the thought because you are still alive.]
[In the sixty-third year of the simulation, you are 77, Krisa is 69.]
[Your frequency of slumber increased, and the duration lengthened. In your latest sleep, you were asleep for half a month.]
[When you awoke, hearing the passage of time from the witch, you felt an intense sense of disorientation.]
[In the sixty-seventh year of the simulation, you are 81, Krisa is 73.]
[What once amazed you, sleeping for half a month, has now become your minimum sleep time. You often wake to find the seasons have changed.]
[The witch carefully tended to the Dragon Blood Grass.]
[You entered the courtyard to check and found the Dragon Blood Grass thriving, discovering fresh dragon blood on the leaves.]
[You criticized and educated the witch, teaching her about sustainable development. The witch listened and decided to change dragons for blood next time.]
[In the seventy-first year of the simulation, you are 85, Krisa is 77.]
[You set a new record for slumber.]
[This time, you slept for a full six months, and when you awoke, you were greeted by the witch's never-late greeting.]
"Welcome back, Master."
In the quiet room, the echo of solitude lingered.
Xu Xi's consciousness gradually cleared, and before he fully opened his eyes, Krisa's greeting reached his ears.
"Mm, long time no see, Krisa."
Xu Xi said hesitantly.
In his perception, he had simply taken a nap, events from half a year ago felt like yesterday, but in reality, six months had passed.
This strange time dislocation left Xu Xi feeling a bit suffocated.
Until he drank a glass of ice water.
His body felt much better.
"Getting weaker," Xu Xi's eyes lowered, looking at his hands, repeatedly observing the wrinkles and the dull, yellowing skin.
To be honest.
If it weren't for the ability to use the Wisdom of Mortals during his waking hours to continue learning new knowledge.
And, his heart always worrying about Krisa, wanting to teach her more, watching her grow strong enough.
This repetitive torment of slumber.
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Should have ended the simulation long ago.
Shaking his head slightly, dispelling the chaotic thoughts, Xu Xi's gaze turned to Krisa.
He wanted to ask about Krisa's recent situation, to ensure nothing bad happened while he was away, unbeknownst to him.
"Krisa, what have you been doing while I was away?"
"Accompanying you."
"I mean, um... what have you been doing lately?"
"I've been accompanying you."
The witch's answer left Xu Xi stunned for a moment.
Her voice remained so calm, without any lies, only truth: "Since you fell asleep, I've been in the room with you, only going out when necessary to take care of the courtyard."
"The day before yesterday, I was with you, yesterday I was with you, today I'm with you, until you wake up."
Using clumsy words to describe her actions.
No flowery language.
Simple, yet extraordinarily heavy.
In countless lonely days and nights, the immortal witch sat quietly in Xu Xi's room, expressionless, gazing at that familiar and aged face, waiting for that long-awaited reunion, that long-lost warmth.