Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 244

Chapter 244

The fox gently swished his fluffy, bushy tail and began to explain.

“First of all, Luoluo, to be perfectly honest, Tilisha today is like spring water that has been purified-clear and pristine.”

“Because Father created the Golden Eye and increased the severity of punishments, all evil within the imperial city has nowhere to hide.”

“So right now, trying to find a place in Tilisha where evil is concentrated is very difficult.”

The light of the glowing orb flickered, casting the firelight onto the murals.

“Then why did you bring me here?” Beili asked.

The fox blinked his lively black eyes and said, “Don’t be impatient, Luoluo. Listen while I explain. These murals depict the long history of the Tilisha Kingdom.”

Following the scenes shown in the murals, along with Lance’s explanation, Beili learned about Tilisha’s history.

The Former King of Tilisha possessed a powerful ability to detect treasure.

While he was still on the throne, he often set out on journeys to search for treasure, and every time he returned, he brought back vast amounts of gold, silver, and jewels.

Later, when the Former King grew old, he announced the locations of new treasure sites he had sensed and let the people of Tilisha search for them.

That was why a group known as the Treasure Hunters had even appeared back then. They would follow the Former King’s directions in search of treasure.

The wealth of the Tilisha Kingdom was built on that foundation.

“But after the Former King died unexpectedly, there was no one left to guide them, and Tilisha’s Treasure Hunters gradually disappeared as well.”

Under the fox’s control, the glowing orb drifted forward slowly.

Beili saw a familiar stone circle depicted in the mural. Above the stone circle was a pair of eyes.

“This is…”

A young girl’s doubtful murmur came from within the butterfly.

“The story that comes next might help you, Luoluo.”

The fox lightly swayed his tail, and the young man’s voice once again came from between his sharp teeth.

“That was when Tilisha was shrouded in disaster…”

…

By the time they returned to the Inn, it was already late at night.

The Inn had fallen silent as well, and everyone staying there seemed to have sunk into sleep.

Oh, yes.

Beili and Lance had entered the Tomb of the Former King of Tilisha during the day, and before they knew it, they had stayed there until deep into the night before finally coming out.

Lance escorted her to the door of her room at the Inn, and the two of them cheerfully waved goodbye.

After the young man left, Beili unlocked the door with her key and gently closed it behind her.

All the layers of gauze curtains had been drawn, leaving the room dim and shadowed.

She turned around-and jumped in fright.

Madam Constance was sitting quietly in the chair in her room.

Her back was to Beili. She did not move, and she had not turned on the lamp.

Somehow, that silhouette looked especially gloomy in the darkness.

“Oh… Mother, you scared me again.”

Beili drew in a breath and steadied herself before asking, “Mother, why aren’t you asleep yet?”

A cold aura seemed to spread through the room.

“Darling, have you been drinking?”

Without turning around, the woman’s voice drifted over slowly. Her tone was calm, making it impossible to tell what she was feeling.

“Yes, drinking. Yes.”

No wonder her voice sounded sticky and thick. So she had been drinking.

There was still a drunken flush on her face, and her deep red eyes were slightly unfocused.

Beili remembered and scratched her head in embarrassment.

She had been drinking-and quite a lot, at that.

Beside the mural-lined stone chamber was a wine cellar filled with burial offerings. Lance had said it was stocked with wine that had been aged for many, many years.

The Former King of Tilisha had loved wine as much as his own life, so when the door was sealed, he had specially ordered people to pour molten gold and silver over it, sealing the stone door shut.

Originally, Beili had not intended to drink any.

After all, since the Former King of Tilisha had gone so far as to seal the door like that, it meant he did not want later generations touching his wine.
But she couldn’t withstand Lance’s shameless, repeated urging.

This is your own grandson who wants to drink it, so if there are any curses, don’t come after the wrong person, Beili silently thought.

And so she raised a hand and summoned a swarm of Morpho Butterflies, using corrosion to open the heavy stone door.

In the wine cellar, the two of them went from carefully sneaking little sips to drinking to their hearts’ content. Before they knew it, they had finished half a barrel of grape wine.

To be honest, it really was delicious.

Besides that, she also discovered that Lance, once drunk, couldn’t keep a secret at all.

The problem with the magical defense pendant during the closing Hunt Banquet had been the doing of the Tilisha Kingdom.

Lance had said so himself.

Lance also told her:

“Renee was born blind.”

“Later, Father used some unknown method to cure her eyes.”

Just like that, the two of them talked until late into the night without realizing it-if not for the wine, she would have come back long ago.

Only-

Sensing the strange, oppressive atmosphere,

hearing Lady Constance’s question,

and seeing the woman’s gloomy figure from behind,

Beili’s previously hazy mind cleared halfway in an instant.

Like a child caught red-handed after doing something wrong, she softened her breathing and lowered her voice as she explained to Lady Constance:

“Yes. I stayed out late with a friend, and we drank some wine.”

She took the initiative to admit her mistake.

“I made you worry, Mother. Next time, I’ll definitely have someone send word back so you know. I won’t make you wait this long again.”

The room was filled with a suffocating silence.

A moment later.

“Where did you go?”

the woman asked.

Beili couldn’t quite describe the feeling, but her dizzy mind suddenly grew a little tense.

And yet she herself wasn’t nervous.

It was as if, deep down, she knew that no matter how angry Lady Constance was, she would never say a single harsh word to her.

But her sixth sense was urging her to be on guard right now-

There was killing intent. Thick, heavy killing intent.

In the dim room, it was as though eyes had grown everywhere, all of them staring at her.

“My friend took me to… uh… a secret place.”

She no longer knew what she was saying and answered at random.

“Which friend?”

the woman asked again, her tone growing slower and slower.

Beili lifted her red eyes and saw Lady Constance’s back grow even darker in the dim night.

“A friend I met back at Holy Island Academy.”

“Name?”

Lady Constance asked.

“Lance.”

Beili answered:

“He sent a letter to Butterfly Valley before. Mother, you know about that too.”

After saying that, she swallowed and looked at Lady Constance with not only confusion in her eyes, but also a trace of caution.

Beili was honestly very puzzled.

Because based on what she knew of Lady Constance, the woman didn’t object at all to her going out with members of the opposite sex.

Even if she stayed out until late at night.

“If you don’t have fun while you’re young… oh, of course, you can still have fun when you’re old. It just won’t feel the same as it did when you were young.”

Lady Constance had said that more than once.

Cold moonlight flowed in through the window and fell over the woman.

The woman tilted her head slightly, but she did not turn to look at Beili, nor did she speak.

In the darkness,

it seemed as if someone sighed.

Beili felt the effects of the wine surge back into her head, making her vision blur.

She saw Lady Constance’s shadow on the floor suddenly stretch long.

Like a vine, it extended to her feet, then wound up from her ankles, coil after coil.