Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 188

Chapter 188

Sure enough, it was Doctor Cassius.

“I’m the one who entered your dream.”

Beili walked toward the youth, explaining with a hint of helplessness in her expression, “I told you, I have a few questions to ask you, Doctor Cassius. Please don’t use strange excuses to avoid me.”

She sat down on the stone steps beside the boy.

“I won’t take up much of your time. Once I have my answers, I’ll leave immediately and stop disturbing your sleep.”

Beili spoke sincerely, her gaze fixed on him with equal earnestness.

Holding a book in his hands, the youthful Doctor Cassius watched her quietly for a few seconds.

Perhaps because he was currently in the form of a young boy, his tender face couldn’t hide his expressions at all.

Beili actually saw a deep sense of sorrow in his emerald eyes and the slight droop of his lips.

Did she… say something wrong?

Beili blinked her red eyes, mentally reviewing what she had just said twice. After thinking it over, she still didn’t feel like she had used any sharp words. She could only silently scan the scenery within Doctor Cassius’s dream.

It was a wide stone plaza.

Wait…

The steps, the plaza, and the pure white lounge chair atop the steps, as flawless as white jade and covered in pristine white feathers.

It seemed identical to the scene she had dreamed of not long ago.

Except in that dream, there were many people here. Now, there was no one.

The blonde, blue-eyed youth noticed her expression and asked in a childish voice, “Does this place feel familiar to you, Miss Bartholomew?”

“I…”

Beili’s eyes flickered for a moment before she spoke truthfully, “I’ve dreamed of this place, Doctor Cassius. This is very similar to a scene from my dream.”

“What did you dream about?”

The boy spoke, asking her in a gentlemanly and mature tone.

“Can you tell me about your dream, Miss Bartholomew?”

Uh…

Now Beili was a bit conflicted.

Because she knew very well that in that dream, she was a Tyrant.

…Could she really say that?

But for the sake of confirming the matter regarding the heart…

Since this dream had piqued Doctor Cassius’s interest, she decided to go with the flow.

“If I tell you about my dream, will you answer those questions of mine?”

She said urgently, “Doctor Cassius, those questions are very important to me.”

She placed heavy emphasis on the last sentence.

A familiar, gentle smile appeared on the boy’s face.

He softly closed the book in his hands and smiled. “Very well. I can answer your questions. So, can you tell me what you dreamed about now?”

Beili nodded immediately and began to tell him about that strange dream-

A youth who, after reading a poem about love, couldn’t help but kiss someone’s finger, and then received a terrible punishment.

Although Beili wasn’t sure exactly what the punishment was, she could guess a few things from the panicked expressions of everyone present.

After listening to her answer, the boy said calmly, “You placed a curse on him, Miss Bartholomew.”

“No, it wasn’t you who placed it.” His breath hitched slightly, and he paused before murmuring to himself, “It was she who placed the curse.”

Regardless of who placed it, they were a Tyrant anyway.

Beili saw that the youth had listened to her dream seriously, so she followed his lead and said in a joking tone, “So that’s how it is. I placed a curse on him? Doesn’t that make me too cruel?”

The boy turned his head.

Beneath his soft golden hair, his emerald eyes looked at her quietly.

Then, he answered in a serious tone, “Not at all, Miss Bartholomew. It was what he deserved.”

“I even feel the punishment was too light.”

The boy gave a soft sigh and continued, “But such a punishment will also fall upon my head one day, a long time from now.”

Strangely enough, even though the boy said this, a sweet smile and an expression of anticipation appeared on his youthful face.

It was as if being punished by that person was something worth being happy about.

She didn’t understand.

For a moment, Beili didn’t know what to say.

First of all, she didn’t understand what he meant at all, and secondly, she couldn’t comprehend what Doctor Cassius found so joyful.

She could only clear her throat to pull her thoughts back to the main topic. “Now it’s my turn to ask you, Doctor Cassius. Please answer truthfully; this is very important to me.”

She emphasized it once more.

Only then did she ask softly, “Many years ago, you were the one who performed the heart transplant surgery for His Majesty the King of Sainthos, weren’t you?”