Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 119

Chapter 119

Beili’s gaze swept across the crowd before finally settling on Clarence.

Their eyes met for a brief moment.

The boy’s blue pupils flickered as if scorched by an intense heat, and he immediately looked away.

He lowered his head, his thoughts seemingly struggling for a few seconds. Then, as if realizing his reaction was improper, he gathered his courage to look up again, meeting her eyes once more.

Then, just as quickly, he bowed his head again.

His light brown, curly hair fell forward, obscuring his face.

He didn’t look up again.

What a… little ditz, Beili sighed inwardly.

…

Under the repeated strikes of the Golden Spear, the massive deer finally collapsed to the ground.

The elderly King was panting from the exertion. Supported by his attendants and surrounded by the praises of the crowd, he returned to his palanquin.

The venison was butchered on the spot and distributed among the Royal Family and all the Noble families.

Everyone carried their bloody portions of deer meat back to the camp.

The tents had already been dismantled. Even the temporary stained-glass Greenhouse, along with the potted flowers and greenery, had vanished without a trace.

The entire campsite had returned to its original state-a wide, relatively flat expanse of grassland.

Only now, the field was filled with carriages parked in neat rows.

The butler of the Constance Family was already standing by their carriage, holding a wooden box.

As the Duke and his family approached, he immediately opened the box to receive them.

The Duke first placed the allotted, still-dripping leg of venison into the box, then gestured for his wife and two daughters to board the carriage first.

Following Madam Constance inside, Beili looked out through the latticed window.

The silver-masked youth did not appear today.

Even though he was absent from such an important occasion, no Noble dared to ask the King about the Second Prince’s whereabouts.

From another perspective, even with such a distinguished status, Ashera was not restricted by it; he was still free to come and go as he pleased.

This was something Cyril could not do, and neither could Beili.

The nobles’ carriages followed the royal procession from the outskirts back to the Imperial Palace square.

After waiting for the Royal Family to enter the palace, the carriages departed again, heading for the various Teleportation Arrays located throughout the city.

Finally, they were transported back to their respective territories through the Teleportation Arrays.

…

After returning to the Constance Family castle, Beili once again resumed her simple and monotonous routine.

Every day upon waking, she would go to the dining hall for a meal, then take a leisurely stroll through the garden to aid digestion.

In the afternoons, she spent two hours without fail studying dance and noble etiquette.

Beili still remembered her promise to Ashera.

She had a strong premonition that Ashera was waiting for her in the capital, and that he was already growing impatient.

But there was nothing she could do.

Beili had tried to request a trip to the capital for a short stay, but after thinking for a few seconds, the Duke frowned and refused her.

The Duke’s reasoning was twofold: he was worried she hadn’t fully mastered her etiquette and might act improperly, and he was also concerned she might lose control of her Mana and harm the people in the capital.

Having hit a wall with the Duke, Beili turned around almost the moment she stepped out of the study to find Madam Constance.

She made the same request to her.

To her surprise, Madam Constance refused even faster than the Duke.

Skipping even the few seconds of deliberation, Madam Constance rejected her without hesitation.

Madam Constance’s reason was simple-she was worried her precious daughter would run into bad people.

In Madam Constance’s own words:

“The capital may be filled with bright lights and a bustling atmosphere where the nobles live lives of luxury and dissipation, but the truth is-the capital is the most chaotic and dangerous place in the entire Santos Kingdom.”
But Beili was determined to go.

Since both parents were against it, Beili’s only option was to run away from home.

However, Lady Constance was so incredibly kind to her.

If she really had the heart to just leave a letter and vanish, that emotionally sensitive woman would likely break down in tears inside the castle.

It wasn’t just a possibility; it was a near certainty.

So, after much deliberation, Beili decided she would only put on the act of running away.

She would make sure she was “accidentally” caught by Lady Constance.

And then, just as she was being shooed back to her room, she would make sure her mother saw the letter she had prepared on the desk.

“…”

Lady Constance looked at the letter with a face full of worry.

It was a good thing she had happened to see it this time. Otherwise, her daughter would have run away from the castle with nothing but a Spatial Bracelet and headed for the Imperial City all by herself.

The simple-minded woman thought this, agonizing over the matter for the entire afternoon.

Finally, she relented and agreed to Bartholomew’s request to visit the Imperial City for a holiday.

Inside the study.

“Miss Bartholomew, the Constance Family has several vacant properties in the Imperial City.”

As Arnold the butler spoke, he spread a map of the Imperial City across the table, pointing to several locations with his finger.

Those were all houses belonging to the Constance Family in the capital.

The butler carefully introduced the condition, location, and surrounding environment of each building.

Beili listened quietly and eventually chose the one closest to the palace.

Shortly after, the butler set off for the Imperial City ahead of her to manage the servants at that residence.

Beili silently rolled up the map and tucked it into her Spatial Bracelet.

In addition to that, Lady Constance had spent a fortune to hire a trustworthy mage in the Imperial City to serve as Bartholomew’s full-time bodyguard.

Only then did Lady Constance feel at ease.

She saw Bartholomew off to the carriage with a reluctant, lingering gaze.

Beili, on the other hand, didn’t feel much of anything.

After waving to Lady Constance through the lattice window, she sat upright against the carriage wall.

She closed her eyes slightly, resting her mind.

Just like when she went to the palace for the Royal Hunt, the carriage had to drive out of the castle and head toward the Teleportation Array outside the valley. From there, it would transport them to the Imperial City.

The carriage rolled out of the castle.

The wheels traveled for a while along the dirt road of the valley, which was interspersed with green grass, before the carriage came to a halt.

“Inside this carriage sits the daughter of Duke Constance of Butterfly Valley. Who are you? Why have you stopped us?”

Beili heard the coachman speak from outside.

“My apologies…”

Then, a familiar, gentle male voice replied:

“I am the mage commissioned by Lady Constance to ensure Miss Bartholomew’s safety during her visit to the Imperial City. This is my Commission Order.”

Hearing that voice, the girl’s red eyes lit up. She opened the carriage door and leaned halfway out.

Her long, wavy silver-grey hair, as soft as silk ribbons, draped over her shoulders.

“Doctor Cassius?”

Beili smiled as she looked at the tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed man standing by the roadside.

Doctor Cassius removed his hat and gave a polite, gentlemanly bow.

His blonde hair, neatly combed back, shimmered slightly under the sunlight.

Beneath the monocle held by a fine gold chain, his emerald-green eyes were as calm and gentle as a lake.

He gave her a refined smile.

“Miss Bartholomew, it has been a long time.”