Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 299

Chapter 299

Beili had originally been following the flow of people toward the boys’ dormitory building.

From a distance, she saw the roadside packed with people.

The students whispered among themselves, their voices noisy and overlapping. Some looked astonished, some confused, but most of them wore the excited expressions of people eager to watch a spectacle.

Pushing through the crowd, Beili froze in place the moment the state of the Library Tower came into view.

It was as if a giant hand had clamped around it, then crushed it with brutal force.

The round Tower had completely collapsed, almost flattened to the ground. Bricks, stones, and rubble lay scattered everywhere.

Broken beams and pillars sprawled haphazardly through the ruins. Some were half-suspended in midair, swaying as if they might fall at any moment.

Magic Scrolls were strewn all over the place as well, some buried beneath the wreckage.

It was a total mess.

Several people from the Holy Church Academy had already gathered around the collapsed library building, speaking to one another with grave expressions.

Beili stood in the crowd and watched for a while. Then she frowned faintly, stopped lingering, and continued toward the boys’ dormitory.

When she arrived downstairs, Beili asked the dorm supervisor where Lance was.

The supervisor lowered his head to check the dormitory entry and exit board, then looked up and replied,

“Miss Bartholomew, I’m very sorry, but according to the board, Prince Lance is not currently in the dormitory building.”

Beili nodded at that.

She lifted her head and glanced at the tall boys’ dormitory, a complicated look flashing across her face.

Since Lance wasn’t there, she could only turn around and head to her morning class first.

…

The morning class was horsemanship.

No one knew where Holy Island Academy had transported so many horses from, but the stables were full of them.

Now that this group of Noble children were living on an island, by all logic they ought to be learning how to swim rather than how to ride horses.

However, as horsemanship was a skill Nobles were expected to learn, Holy Island Academy clearly considered it necessary.

Beili and the other students went to the Dressing Room. After changing into riding clothes, they lined up and walked together to the entrance of the stables.

She took a gray horse from the riding instructor.

The horse’s mane fluttered gently in the wind, and it snorted behind her.

During class, the students mounted their horses under the instructor’s direction.

In truth, the horsemanship class was very simple. After listening to the instructor explain a few basic points, they rode their horses around an open space enclosed by a fence, going in circles back and forth.

There wasn’t much else to do.

Some bold students with a foundation in riding wanted to make things harder, so they brought over pieces of wood to use as obstacles, then urged their horses to speed up and leap over them, drawing startled cries from the people around them.

A few other students asked the instructor for permission to leave the fenced area and wander around nearby.

“The weather is a little overcast today. It may rain. You may ride around the area, but don’t go too far. If there is thunder and heavy rain, the horses will be easily frightened.”

The riding instructor called loudly to the students outside the fence.

Beili was circling inside the fence with the others. After hearing the instructor’s words, she raised her head and looked at the sky.

Unlike the usual bright, sunny weather, today’s sky was covered in dark clouds, as if an enormous layer of gray gauze had been draped over it.

Beili lowered her gaze from the sky.

The wild, overgrown grass swept by the wind rose and fell in waves of green.

Her eyes moved across the grassland.

Then, at the far end of the grass, Beili suddenly saw a familiar flash of red.

Behind a tree.

A red-haired, black-eyed boy was quietly watching her.

But after the boy’s gaze met hers for a single instant, he quickly turned around, and his figure vanished in a flash.

Beili’s red eyes trembled.

She immediately abandoned her horse and activated Beast Transformation, turning into a butterfly in an instant.

Trailing a wisp of black mist, the blue-green shimmering butterfly flapped its wings and flew over the dark green grassland, chasing in the direction where the boy had disappeared.

…

After expending some Mana, Beili caught up to Lance.
He had already undergone Beast Transformation into a fox.

A fluffy-tailed red fox, his fur as vivid as maple leaves, darted nimbly through the island forest.

He leaped agilely over rocks and avoided the branches scattered across the ground.

“Stop-”

A familiar girl’s voice came from the air behind him.

The fox looked back and saw the silhouette of a butterfly among the branches, glowing blue-green.

The next second,

that flash of red plunged into the thorns and low shrubs.

Sharp briars scraped away strands of his glossy red fur, but he seemed unable to feel any pain.

“Stop, please-”

Beili struggled to keep up.

She shouted after the fox, telling him to stop.

But he turned a deaf ear to her calls and kept fleeing with reckless desperation.

Until he reached the edge of a steep cliff.

The cold sea wind came howling in like knives.

“Stop running! There’s nowhere left to go!”

She changed back into human form and walked toward him, panting.

Beili thought he could finally stop and talk properly, but the red fox glanced at the surging waves below the cliff, then looked back at her.

Then he jumped without the slightest hesitation.

A rumble of thunder rolled from the thick, dark clouds.

Lightning carved water-snake streaks of light through the sky.

His red pupils instantly shrank to pinpoints.

Beili’s heart stopped for a beat, then pounded so violently it nearly leaped into her throat.

Undergoing Beast Transformation into a butterfly again, she consumed Mana and beat her wings rapidly, following the fox’s figure as she flew down from the cliff.

…

They plunged into the bone-chilling, churning seawater.

Beili instantly changed back into human form.

She quickly pulled the Golden Whistle hanging from her neck and put it in her mouth. While drawing oxygen from the Golden Whistle, she anxiously searched the seawater for that red figure.

The gloomy weather made the water beneath the surface cold and dim, blurring her vision.

The dark, icy seawater gradually stirred a sense of fear in her heart.

This water was as cold as the water in the Withered Tree Pool at the closing Hunt Banquet.

Last time, Ashera had saved her. This time, she was on her own.

No. This time, she had to save Lance.

Forcing down the unease in her heart, she lifted her fingertips slightly.

After she summoned the Morpho Butterflies, they could barely flap their wings and could only serve as a source of light.

She ordered the Morpho Butterflies to brighten their glow.

Just then,

someone lightly patted her back from behind.

Beili hurriedly turned her head. By the blue-green light, she saw that the red fox had already changed back into a red-haired, black-eyed boy.

The flowing seawater made his short red hair drift weightlessly around him.

The boy raised his hand.

Before Beili could react, she felt the Golden Whistle that supplied oxygen being pulled from her mouth.

Beili instantly understood that he needed oxygen too.

So she waved at the boy, then pointed at her own mouth, signaling that he only needed to put the Golden Whistle in his mouth to draw oxygen from it.

But the boy did not use the Golden Whistle as she indicated.

He merely clenched it in his hand and stared at her with a dark, vicious expression.

His gaze was like a poisoned barb in the darkness, stabbing deep toward her throat.

Under the boy’s stare, unease slowly welled up in Beili’s heart.

For one instant, Beili was almost certain in her mind-

the boy before her wanted to kill her.

He wanted to drag her down with him and die together in this icy sea.

Just as that thought surfaced in Beili’s mind, he suddenly raised his hand again and put the Golden Whistle back into her mouth.

Her heart trembled.

She seized the chance to grab the boy’s wrist and blew the Golden Whistle underwater.

In an instant,

a Teleportation Array appeared beneath their feet, radiating bright light.