Otherwise, you can find another savior.

"Hehehe..." Jian smiled embarrassedly.

In fact, the other half of the reason was that I wanted to play a prank on him.

The spear tip had been blunted with magic, so even if it hit, it wouldn't injure the body. That was why Ash could attack with all his might.

"I really can't do anything to you." Xi Jian held the upper part of the gun in one hand, revealing an understanding smile. "Actual combat is indeed easier to improve skills than practice. Go ahead and strike. If you can stab me, I will... well, grant you one wish."

"Wish?" Jian couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.

She thought of many things she wanted in an instant, but those were not even wishes, and she could definitely get them by just telling him.

What wish do you want to realize?

"Really? You've already thought about what to do after winning before the game even starts?" Xi Jian was overjoyed. "You're really confident."

Jian immediately gripped his spear angrily and said, "Don't underestimate me. I will surpass you in no time."

"Yes, that's for sure." Shiomi nodded seriously.

Fighting spirit suddenly ignited in Jian's eyes, and he thrust his spear at him with standard movements.

Chapter 10: Close Hearts

"Hiss...it hurts...it hurts..."

Qiandan closed his eyes and watched Xijian check his hands.

"At least use some magic to protect yourself." Shiomi couldn't help but frown. "Aren't you good at this kind of magic that strengthens the body?"

"Because I was thinking about hitting you quickly, I didn't care about controlling my magic power." Jian smiled embarrassedly.

During the daytime sparring, her attack was quite methodical at the beginning.

But Xijian was just standing there with his body full of flaws, and the way he held the gun greatly gave up the advantage of the weapon, but Jian could not touch his body no matter what.

Then, I became impatient without realizing it and even forgot about the magic.

The price he paid was blisters on his hands from being rubbed by the wooden spear.

The palms of these delicate little hands, which had never even had calluses, were now red and aching slightly.

"I'm talking to you..." Xi Jian pursed her lips, "Forget it, I have my share of responsibilities."

He originally thought that as long as Jian was happy, it would be okay to practice with her for a whole day. He didn't even notice that she forgot to use magic to strengthen her lack of exercise.

It wasn't until she could no longer hold the gun that Shiomi noticed blisters on her hands.

"Hehe..." Jian felt very strange, and couldn't tell whether he was happy or shy.

He examined her palm with great gentleness and care, blowing warm air on it to soothe the pain. Unlike the care she'd received from her parents, Vivian, and her tribe, this care felt completely different.

"Stop laughing and make a choice." Xi Jian persuaded softly, "There are two ways now. One is faster, and the other is slower but also good."

"What?" Jian was puzzled.

"The quickest way is for me to heal your hand right now. It'll be healed in the blink of an eye." Xi Jian looked at her. "The slower way is for me to make some medicine, apply it on your hand, and massage it. It'll take about half an hour, right?"

Jian opened his eyes exaggeratedly, then nodded vigorously: "Of course, the latter..."

"Wait for me a moment." Xi understood.

He scratched the bridge of her nose with his finger, then stood up and went to a corner of the room to use the magic workshop tools of Jian.

She watched his back as he made the plants needed for the potion grow in the soil of the flowerpot, then took out the necessary parts and skillfully mixed them into a turquoise potion.

Brewing the potion was not difficult for Jian; she was more concerned about the first half.

The soil in the pots was perfect for growing plants, but there weren't even any seeds. How did he make the herbs he needed grow?

The only thing Jian was sure of was that this wasn't magic, but some more mysterious ability.

It didn't take long to prepare the potion. When Ash was watching Shiomi working on it and felt sleepy because of a kind of comfort that came over him, he walked over.

"Sorry for the long wait." Xijian sat down.

"No, not for long."

Jian came back to her senses a little, leaning dazedly on the soft cushion of the bench, looking at Xijian's serious expression when he helped her treat the blisters on her hands.

The potion felt cool to the touch. When it touched the blistered palm, Jian did not feel any pain. Instead, an itchy and tingling sensation spread under his skin.

She couldn't help but straighten her back, fearing that she would fall down because of being too comfortable.

"Relax..." Shiomi noticed her expression, "Is it too painful?"

"No, not at all." Ash shook his head, relaxing again at the sound of his voice.

Soft magic covered her palms, and she knew that it wouldn't even take as long as Xijian said for her hands to return to normal.

"I'm sorry for making you worry about me." Jian apologized subconsciously.

"That's not necessary." Shiomi finished treating one hand and began the other, his tone filled with quiet patience. "Rather, I'm glad to see you learning spearmanship without having to rely solely on magic to heal like I did."

Jian was a little surprised: "Wouldn't Tianxi's master do such a thing?"

"Master would only let me rest my head on her thighs to receive healing magic." Shiomi added casually, "My magic was also taught by Master."

"Tianxi's master is a woman?" Jian noticed this fact and subconsciously closed his hands, interrupting Xijian's action of applying medicine.

"Ah...yes." Xi Jian was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "She is the queen of the kingdom of death."

Xijian knew that Jian might be a little bothered by this, and he had no explanation for it.

Even if she was angry about it, it was reasonable for her to not want to pay attention to him.

"...No wonder he's so considerate." Jian muttered, spreading his palms again.

This action suggested that he continue.

"Perhaps," Xijian said, "I'm not as gentle and considerate as Ash thought, and I don't care much about the outside world."

"Is that so?" Ash was a little surprised. "But you're not fighting against Calamity for the Rain Clan."

"Because you want to fight, I can't force you to run away." Xi Jian said softly, "The only person I care about here, from the beginning to the end, is Ash."

Jian suddenly realized that if he had listened to his mother's instructions at that time, he would really take her away from Orkney and go to the British mainland to avoid the disaster.

This statement is cunning, but it is understandable.

It’s better to say that it’s because of him that this happens.

"Okay, the potion is working better than expected." Shiomi gently lifted her wrist and let her check her hand. "See if it hurts anymore?"

Jian gently closed his palms and said, "Yeah, it's like there were no blisters at all."

"Then—"

"But what about massage?" Jian asked seriously.

"……now?"

Xi Jian thought that given the current atmosphere, she would be somewhat repulsed by him and needed some time to calm down.

"Tianxi is planning to go back on his word? Such a sage is really untrustworthy." When Jian said this, there was an intimate smile in his eyes.

After understanding, Xi Jian stopped worrying about it. He held Jian's hand and massaged her carefully.

"But it seems that Tianxi's hands are very strong." Jian took his palm with his free hand, "and they are also very broad."

"I don't pay much attention to maintenance, so my hands can't compare to yours." Shiomi explained with a smile.

"So as long as I hold your hand, or your hand holds mine, I'll feel safe..." Jian blushed, and her fingertips pierced through his palm, clasping his hand.

"梣..."

"No, I just...eh..." Jian let go of his hand, feeling uneasy and incoherent, "What am I saying..."

Xijian slowly stretched out his hand, put his arm around her shoulders and walked closer, pausing for a moment.

"If I understand you wrongly, just push me away."

After saying that, he held her in his arms and stroked her hair that fell on her shoulders.

Jian heard her heart beating rapidly, and she leaned quietly in his arms, holding his hand tighter.

Chapter 11 Rainy Day

As winter wears on, snow turns to rain in Orkney.

Jian sat in the library, flipping through her favorite book, but her thoughts unknowingly left the pages and gradually drifted away as she looked at the raindrops gathering into streams on the glass window.

Then, realizing that she had been distracted while reading, Jian was a little surprised. She looked at the page she had finished reading, raised her hand to turn it over, and unconsciously remembered the reason.

She obviously liked this atmosphere, but now she felt something was missing.

It must be because of Xijian Tianxi.

Ever since that person appeared here, every day has been boring for her.

Discuss magic together, exchange stories together, think about strange questions together, and even hone fighting skills together.

She looked at the wooden gun leaning against the room, then slowly lay down on the desk, her eyes drifting to the window again.

Gray sky, drizzling rain.

The eaves, stone roads, and windows interweave to create a gradual rhythm of notes.

Then Jian thought of that incident again.

"Future husband, huh..." She stared at the words on the book and muttered to herself.

Was it my future self who gradually turned him into the person I liked, or was he just that compatible with me from the beginning?

And if you look closely, why did he return from the 'future' to the 'past'?

What happened in the future?

I can't figure it out and there is no clear answer.

Perhaps only by moving forward step by step can we reach the unknown result. Before that...

She glanced around the library where she was the only one there.

He was not here today. He was invited over early in the morning by the goblins sent by his mother, saying that there was something important going on.

This has happened several times since the snow began to melt into spring.

His voice could no longer be heard in the library, and even the books that he had always enjoyed reading became a little boring at this time.

Click.

The door of the library was pushed open, and she looked over and saw a figure in a black robe walk in.

The silver line pattern is so familiar that only one person would wear it like this.

"Are you tired? Then why don't you take a break? You'll inevitably get tired if you keep holding a book and reading it."

Shiomi placed the three-layer box in his hand on an empty chair beside him, then reached out to take off his hood and close the library door.

"No, not at all." Jian continued to lie there lazily, watching his every move. "I'm just a little bored."

"That's good. I don't know what the physical condition of fairies is like, but if humans overuse their eyes for a long time, their eyesight will deteriorate." Shiomi said.

He was referring to Jian's glasses.

"Well..." Ash was a little embarrassed and took off his glasses and handed them to Xijian, "Look for yourself."

"Ok?"

After taking the glasses with interest, Xijian raised them up to examine them. When his eyes passed through the lenses and fell on Zhao's face, he suddenly understood.

"It turns out to be a special tool for suppressing the fairy eyes." Xi understood.

Of course, this pair of glasses also has the function of enhancing vision, which is equivalent to saving the step of using magic to strengthen the eyes.

In the words of magicians, it is the so-called "magic eye killing".

"I'm just suppressing the power of these eyes slightly to prevent them from taking any effect." Jian seemed a little embarrassed.

"Don't you want to see lies?" Xijian asked.

"I just don't think there's any need to tolerate even a little harmless lie." Ash said softly.