LIGHTNOVELWORLD Chapter 42:
Chapter 42: Krisha Is a Bad Boy Who Lies:
“Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere, Krisha?”
The meditation room was quiet, save for the soft ticking of a mechanical clock hanging on the wall. Its steady rhythm filled the space, each tick marking the precise passage of time.
Xu Xi reached out his hands, supporting Krisha by her arms and waist as he helped the confused girl sit up.
Her response was slow. After a moment of hesitation, she shook her head. “No…”
“Good. That’s a relief.”
Xu Xi’s furrowed eyebrow relaxed. He carefully supported Krisha as he retrieved a roll of specially made blocking bandages.
Wrapping them tightly around her, he began sealing away the remnants of her demonic traits.
The residual signs of her demonic nature were in a delicate state.
Without proper treatment, they could resurface, and in severe cases, they might even disrupt her physical control.
So Xu Xi wound the bandages layer by layer around her, using the magical material to thoroughly seal the remaining horns and scales.
Round after round, the white bandages encased most of Krisha’s body. The horns on her head, in particular, were tightly bound, leaving no gaps.
Xu Xi touched the bandaged areas, inspecting them closely.
Once satisfied, he stepped back and helped Krisha stand.
“Krisha, you’ll need to keep these bandages on for the next few days. If you feel any discomfort, let me know immediately,” Xu Xi instructed.
“I will,” Krisha replied softly.
Her small face, already devoid of expression, looked even more pitiful and lifeless with the bandages. She resembled a fragile, patched-up doll—her empty eyes, pale lips, and slender frame bore the silent weight of her past suffering.
Though her wounds had long healed, the pain of her experiences remained etched in unseen places, making the bandaged witch appear even more sorrowful.
Krisha’s gaze stayed fixed on Xu Xi as he began tidying up the tools and materials. She had wanted to help, but Xu Xi had insisted she rest after the procedure.
…
Ah… I’ve really become a “person.”
Krisha lowered her head, reaching up to touch her now hornless head. She couldn’t believe how easily the horns, which had brought her so much misfortune, had disappeared.
In the past, those twisted, deformed horns had invited scorn and violence from others. During countless nights of pain, she had often dreamed of ridding herself of them.
And now that the dream had come true, her heart remained still.
It wasn’t because of her emotional shortcomings; she simply didn’t feel it was something worth celebrating.
Whether she was a human or a demon no longer mattered to her.
The reason she wanted to appear human was simple: she felt it would allow her to stand closer to Xu Xi.
“If I become human, I’ll be able to get closer to him, right?” Krisha thought.
Her desire was straightforward.
Just a little closer, and she could feel his warmth and light more vividly.
Subconsciously, Krisha stretched out her hand toward Xu Xi.
Her bandaged fingers trembled as she hesitated, her small hand reaching halfway before she silently pulled it back.
No. That’s not allowed.
As an “object,” how could she approach her owner without permission?
Krisha reminded herself of her place and slowly retracted her hand. No matter how much she liked Xu Xi or wanted to be near him, she had to remember her identity.
“Krisha?”
Xu Xi noticed her movements.
Seeing her hand frozen mid-air, hesitating like a shy sprout, he misunderstood her intentions.
Gently, he took her hand, his tone apologetic, “Sorry. I kept you here so long today. You must be exhausted.”
“I’ll take you back to your room.”
With that, Xu Xi led Krisha, step by careful step, toward her bedroom.
…
Several times along the way, Krisha wanted to speak—to tell him she wasn’t tired, to say she could walk on her own.
But the warmth of his hand silenced her. Words caught in her throat as she focused on the comforting sensation.
She wished this moment could last forever.
I’m sorry, Mother… Krisha has become a bad girl who lies…
The thought emerged as Krisha tightened her grip on Xu Xi’s warm hand.
Just this once, she didn’t want to let go.
…
[Your efforts to transform the witch’s appearance were a complete success. After four days of wearing the bandages, you removed them to reveal a stunningly beautiful human girl.]
[No deformed, twisted horns.]
[No raised, unsightly scales.]
[From head to toe, Krisha no longer displayed any demonic traits. Anyone who saw her would think she was a normal human girl.]
[You were overjoyed, knowing that from this day forward, Krisha’s life would change completely.]
[You had cared for Krisha for nearly a year. Although she had never expressed a desire to leave or interact with anyone other than you, you felt her life should not be confined to the small courtyard.]
…
Taking this opportunity, you decided to give her a wand.
As an official mage, Krisha needed a wand to fully utilize her abilities.
The wand was a slender piece crafted from ash wood, elegant and refined. Its surface was adorned with several magic gems, allowing it to store a large reserve of magical power—a strategic asset for any mage.
This wand, named “Gray Resurrection,” was expensive, but Xu Xi felt it was worth the cost.
In addition to the wand, he purchased a separate space ring. For a magician, both items were essential tools.
When Xu Xi handed Krisha the wand, she remained expressionless. But her slightly trembling eyelashes revealed her true feelings.
“Thank you. I like it very much,” Krisha said softly.
“Try it out,” Xu Xi suggested with a smile, beginning to teach her how to control the wand and sharing essential tips for a magician.