Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 115

Chapter 115

“Because they are brewing a second plan.”

With his pale toes suspended in the air, Ashera lowered his head slightly, the corners of his lips curling into a faint smile as his hollow golden eyes ‘looked’ at her.

“If I hadn’t killed them, I’m afraid this plan would have succeeded.”

When he spoke again, his tone was like a child who had secretly tidied up a room and thrown out the trash, subtly fishing for a reward from someone.

“Do you realize the gravity of the situation?”

He said with a half-smile, “My dear Little Butterfly. If that happened, you wouldn’t be able to fulfill the terms of our cooperation.”

“A second plan…”

But that ‘someone’ completely failed to grasp the underlying meaning of his words.

“So the first plan has already been implemented?”

She immediately thought of the magic that had struck her Butterfly Form while she was being chased by the black bear.

“Was it them who made me change from my Beast Form back into human form?”

“No.”

Ashera’s lips remained curled as he spoke slowly.

“Then what was the first plan?”

As if sensing that no reward was forthcoming, he let out a soft sigh and floated out of the tent while carrying the young girl.

“Explaining is such a hassle…”

Ashera spoke unhurriedly, his words carrying a hint of impatience.

“More of a hassle than killing people.”

Outside the tent, the campfire had already been extinguished. The leftover meat skewers and bones on the ground had been cleared away, leaving only a dozen or so wine barrels scattered across the ground.

Some of the soldiers guarding the tent had fallen asleep, while others remained awake.

However, when the man with silver hair, a black robe, and twisted black ram horns emerged from the tent carrying the girl, no one turned their gaze toward them.

Beili felt a thin layer of black mist enveloping the two of them.

“They can’t hear us talking, can they?” Beili asked.

“If that is what you wish.”

His thin lips parted as he spoke.

“Then don’t let them hear.”

Raising her red eyes to look at his pale, sculpted, and well-defined face, Beili thought for a moment and tried a different approach. “If you don’t want to explain, then you only need to answer ‘yes’ or ‘no’ after my questions.”

He tilted his head, drawing out his thoughts.

He hesitated to nod.

Beili twitched the corner of her mouth and, without waiting for his agreement, asked, “That day, the bear cub was killed by those girls from the Bird Family. They were the ones who dumped the carcass nearby to lure the black bear to us, weren’t they?”

“Yes.”

The corner of his mouth twitched upward.

That method was too crude; it was indeed something those three children from the Bird Family would do.

After all, if she hadn’t tried to lure the black bear away but had simply run, it wouldn’t have affected her at all-aside from a few soldiers and the slower children becoming targets for the bear’s rage.

The only thing that had affected her was that sudden burst of magic that knocked her back into human form. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have fallen so pathetically and been forced to summon all her Morpho Butterflies.

Although this world promoted wild and free growth, for safety reasons, the Royal Family likely wouldn’t leave a group of noble children to fend for themselves in the mountains.

Therefore, in addition to the soldiers, there must have been several High-level Mages hidden in the shadows.

She believed that with the magical strength of the three girls from the Bird Family, they wouldn’t have been able to cast magic so accurately and swiftly in such a short time.

If they could, Beili would have seen them among the Hunters’ seats at the closing Hunt Banquet.

“Was it a mage from the Royal Family who cast the spell that changed me from my Beast Form back to human form?”

“Yes,” Ashera said.

“Was it His Majesty the King, or Cyril Elvis?” Beili pressed immediately.

“Too many questions, Little Butterfly.”

Ashera sighed softly, a trace of helplessness in his smiling lips.

“I only asked three questions, and you haven’t even answered the third one yet.”

Beili stared with her red eyes, feeling even more helpless.

“All you need to know is that their first plan was useless.”

With a faint smile still on his lips, Ashera lowered his head and said lazily, “Only the second plan could have trapped you.”

“Trapped me?”

“Yes.”

Ashera tightened his arms, pulling the girl closer to his chest, and sighed softly. “See? Another explanation.”

Big brother… is explaining really that difficult?

Beili rolled her eyes and said crossly, “My noble Second Highness. We had an agreement. As my Magic Mentor, you have a responsibility to clear up my confusion.”

“Explaining is troublesome, and I’m not in the mood for it right now.”

A low, muffled chuckle vibrated from his throat.

Ashera rested his chin on the top of her head, his deep voice heavy and slow as he said:

“Besides, your Magic Mentor already solved the problem for you while you were asleep.”

“…”

Beili felt like she was agonizing over a difficult exam question, only for someone who already knew the answer to tell her, ‘Stop thinking about it; this question has been canceled.’

Perhaps she would only find the patience to have her doubts answered when Ashera’s Youth Form appeared.
The stars grew dim.

The pitch-black curtain of night gradually shifted into a deep blue.

By the time her eyes had fully adjusted to the dim light, Beili realized they had already left the tent camp far behind.

“Didn’t you say you were taking me back?”

Beili’s hand lightly tugged at Ashera’s black robe. Her crimson gaze peered over his shoulder at the shrinking silhouette of the tents in the distance.

“We aren’t going back yet.”

He had changed his mind again. Tightening his arms around her, he lowered his head slightly, his cold lips grazing her forehead. His voice was soft as he spoke.

“The sun is about to rise. I’m taking you to see it.”

Beili let out a confused and dazed “Huh?”

Ashera let out a muffled chuckle and gave a low “Mm.”

As his voice faded, his pale toes, suspended in the air, gave a light kick.

Their floating speed increased. The silver-haired man in the black robe with twisted goat horns and the young girl in his arms gradually vanished into the dense woods.

The mountain forest was silent.

They moved up the slope, passing through a thicket of trees until an upward-curving stone cliff appeared.

Ashera floated onto the cliff, his toes hovering just above the ground before he slowly came to a stop.

Beili glanced down at the base of the cliff before turning back to tighten her grip on his collar.

An attractive curve unconsciously formed at the corner of his cold, thin lips.

Still hovering a short distance from the ground, he sat cross-legged and settled her on his lap, cradling her like one would a cat.

His pale, cold fingertips toyed with the hair at the nape of her neck.

“It’s coming out,” he whispered.

Her flickering red eyes followed his words, looking toward the distant, rolling mountain ranges.

At that moment, the deep blue of the sky grew paler.

Rows of staggered black tree shadows gradually revealed their original colors.

She saw a sliver of pale white light appear at the tips of the distant trees, its color shifting from a soft bluish-pink to a fiery orange-red.

Golden threads of sunlight pierced through the thin white mist and fell upon them, feeling quite warm.

“Is it beautiful?” he asked, looking down, his deep, heavy voice gentle.

Beili withdrew her gaze and lifted her red eyes to look at him.

The man’s eyes were lowered, his golden eyes “looking” at her hollowly, devoid of sight.

At this moment, a dusting of crushed gold fell upon his grayish-white, statue-like face and his long, straight eyelashes.

Beili realized belatedly-Ashera couldn’t see; he could only perceive.

It was precisely because he couldn’t see that he asked.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly.

Before Beili could answer, she heard him let out a low laugh, speaking as if to himself.

“It should be beautiful, because I can sense your heart. Right now, it is filled with pleasure.”

Beili looked at his slightly lowered face and said, “It is beautiful.”

Her red eyes shifted slightly, her voice softening as she explained patiently, “It’s like a mass of warmth appearing in freezing lake water. The entire lake becomes warm.”

If she translated it into temperature, he should be able to understand.

“I understand,” he said suddenly, his voice soft.

“Really?”

“Mm.”

With a smile playing on his lips, the curve so obvious, he spoke slowly.

“From your description, I know what it is like.”

Beili blinked her red eyes. Before she could decide what to say, she saw the man, his head still lowered, slowly turn his face toward her.

Simultaneously, her head was tilted up by a large, cold palm, drawing her closer to him.

His unfocused golden eyes drooped slightly, magnifying. They looked like crushed gold ground into the finest powder, stirred into clear water.

Radiant and shimmering.

Reflected within them were a pair of pupils flickering like rubies.

Cold lips pressed against warm lips.

Then they parted.

“Like this,” he whispered.

Beili’s eyelashes trembled. After a long while, she couldn’t help but ask him, “Do you know what you’re doing right now?”

“I know. I am kissing you,” Ashera replied with a light laugh.

He stated it naturally, his tone devoid of any other underlying emotions.

Yet, a faint flush spread from Beili’s earlobes down to her neck.

However, she tried her best to maintain an air of nonchalance on her face as she reminded him, “Noble Second Prince, this is already the second kiss without Mana.”

“Apologies, I forgot.”

A smile blossomed at the corners of Ashera’s lips. His words carried an apology, but his voice and heart contained none at all.

“I’ll make up for it now.”

As he finished speaking, his cold kiss was about to descend again.

“Wait-”

The girl’s fingers hurriedly pressed against his cold, thin lips.

“Answer one last question first.”

She steadied her racing heartbeat and asked in a calm tone, “Regarding the matter of obtaining Susanna’s heart… do you still need to do it?”

Hearing her words, Ashera tilted his head slightly.

He seemed puzzled as to why she would ask such a question.

Then, his hollow golden eyes lifted, “looking” toward the dazzling sun.

“Of course, my dear Little Butterfly. My mind has never changed,” he said with a light laugh.