Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 233

Chapter 233

The young girl’s voice seemed to have softened considerably.

The way she looked at him had softened, too.

It was as if they had returned to the time before the Coming-of-Age Ceremony.

Ashera licked his lower lip, seemingly unsatisfied, as if he were still savoring that passionate kiss from moments ago.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and a deep smile reached his eyes.

He whispered, “Okay.”

The moment the word left his lips, the rustling sound of the grass flowing beneath their feet stopped.

Beili looked down and saw that the lush meadow had been completely swallowed up.

As if a ‘delete’ key had been pressed, nothing remained on the ground but a void of white.

The whirlpool on the surface of the pool also came to a halt.

The entire space was now reduced to a blue sky, sunlight, and a calm pool of water set within the white void.

Having heard Ashera agree to her request, Beili stopped stalling and got back to the main point.

“So, what do you plan to do now?”

By then, their figures had drifted over the pool.

Ashera didn’t answer her. Instead, he reached out his hand, and a massive amount of thick black mist seeped from his broad, pale palm like silk ribbons.

It flowed incessantly into the pool.

Beili watched quietly, her gaze fixed on the water.

The pool, which had previously offered faint glimpses of object outlines, gradually became turbid under the stain of the black mist, its color deepening steadily.

The blackened water began to react, bubbles surfacing one after another.

A gurgling sound accompanied the rising bubbles.

As if reaching a breaking point, the entire space suddenly began to vibrate violently, like the roots of a tree twisting and trembling in agony.

Held in Ashera’s arms, Beili remained suspended in the air; neither of them was affected by the spatial tremors.

Following that, countless skeletons emerged from the bubbling pool. In the blink of an eye, they covered the surface and spilled over the edges.

Oh… what a staggering number of skeletons.

This tree must have eaten hundreds, if not thousands, of people.

As Beili stared at the overflowing bones, her heart filled with secret astonishment, she felt Ashera rest his chin on the top of her head.

“Now, sense the location of your weapon.”

Hearing this, Beili’s red eyes brightened slightly. She immediately reined in her thoughts and emotions, attempting to reconnect with the Black Bone Scythe.

Finally, the Black Bone Scythe responded to her.

Beili immediately summoned it back in her mind.

Very quickly, a dripping, wet scythe burst out from the bone-filled pool.

It very conscientiously flew off into the distance first, shaking itself vigorously to dry the water from its surface before flying back to the girl. It transformed into a small scythe pendant and drifted back onto her choker.

Beili pursed her lips and took a soft breath, trying her best to suppress the wild joy in her heart.

While she issued the command for the Black Bone Scythe to release the Mana back to her, she turned her gaze toward Ashera.

The latter was looking down at the pool-which was still spewing skeletons-with his golden eyes.

She wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but Beili actually saw the word ‘solemn’ written across the man’s face.

To reclaim his Torso, Ashera had to go down into the pool and kill the tree that had attached itself to his body and nourished itself with countless sins.

Oh, of course.

If Ashera invited her to team up for the battle at this moment, she would refuse without hesitation.

Well… alright, she would find a suitable excuse and refuse politely.

What excuse should she use-

Just as Beili began to think of reasons to decline, she saw Ashera’s brows knit together slightly, as if he were faintly worried about something.

Could he be worried that his Mana wouldn’t be enough to kill the opponent after entering the pool?

This tree had indeed eaten many people. She wasn’t sure about its usual habits, but during the last closing Hunt Banquet alone, it had consumed many Hunters and prey played by the students, and many commoners had been swallowed as well.
Beili hesitated for a long time before summoning the courage to speak.

“Perhaps… do you need this?”

She pointed to the Golden Whistle hanging around her neck.

“Blowing it can teleport you away…” As long as it was returned to Butterfly Valley afterward, it would be fine.

Before Beili could finish her sentence, she saw an incredibly sinister smile spread across the upper half of the man’s statue-like, pale face.

Beili: “…”

“Um, never mind.”

She looked away, pretending as if nothing had happened.

After a moment, Ashera pulled back his terrifying smile and let out a soft, low chuckle.

He folded his arms around her, pulling her into a tight embrace.

Beili felt like she was being squeezed to the point of suffocation as he left a cold kiss on her forehead.

“Wait for me outside, Little Butterfly.”

She heard him sigh as he spoke.

“Once I go down, my Mana might be exhausted. So now, I will undo the other half of your Mana seal.”

“…”

Wh-at?

This guy still had half of her Mana sealed away?

“I hope that when I come out, you will still be waiting for me in the Church.”

His golden eyes lowered slightly, looking at her.

Beili tried her best to keep her face expressionless, nodding calmly.

…

A pale fingertip swiped through the air.

The other half of the sealing magic was undone.

They slowly descended, stopping only a fist’s width away from the pile of skeletal remains.

Feeling the Mana Pool within her body constantly filling and expanding, Beili glanced down at her feet.

The stacked bones were being swept aside by a powerful, invisible force, revealing a pool of water beneath.

She also saw a thick, ribbon-like wisp of black mist drift out from Ashera’s palm.

It flew to her waist, maintaining her body’s balance.

Ashera let go of her.

When he raised his red eyes again, the man who had possessed curved Black Goat Horns on his head had already transformed back into the silver-haired youth.

The youth’s eyes curved slightly.

He leaned in.

He kissed her lips, then her cheek.

Only then did he turn and sink into the pool.

The space was still trembling.

The moment Ashera entered the water, the calm on Beili’s face vanished instantly.

She furrowed her brows and turned, using Beast Transformation to turn into a butterfly.

A swarm of Morpho Butterflies crowded around her, fluttering as they left the Inner Hall.

…

Light and shadow projected the image of a tree made of stained glass from the windows onto the wooden floor.

A swarm of Morpho Butterflies appeared in the Church from the Inner Hall.

One of them landed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, transformed into a young girl with gray hair, red eyes, and a black dress.

The girl stepped forward, the swarm of Morpho Butterflies dancing gracefully behind her.

“Mr. Vulture…”

Lost in thought, she walked quickly toward the bearded man.

Glancing down at the heads of Prince Doron and Princess Teresa in his hands, the girl said:

“You, put the heads in your hands down first.”

*Thump, thump-*

A sound rang out.

The two heads fell to the floor and rolled to the side, coming to a stop under the neatly arranged seats.

The bearded man turned around, facing her with a wooden expression, as if waiting for an order.

“Good. Now, follow me.”

The girl commanded him.

The latter responded emotionlessly and then followed behind her as she stepped away.

The Morpho Butterflies pulled open the tightly closed doors of the Church.

A cold wind whipped the hem of the girl’s black dress.

Gloomy dark clouds were piled thick over the Imperial City, and a few raindrops began to fall.

Outside the Church, the area was filled with people.

They were all Knights clad in silver armor and brown capes, surrounding the Church completely.