Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 308

Chapter 308

According to Beili’s observations-

The dark creatures of the Far North had almost never seen humans.

Usually, the large devoured the small, and the weak became prey to the strong.

So when those dark creatures saw two tender-skinned humans like them, they surged forward as if starving wolves had spotted fragrant fresh meat.

However, most of the ones that swarmed over were low-level dark creatures.

The ones that appeared were basically all in the outer areas of the Far North.

The deeper they went, the smarter the dark creatures inside became.

Those intelligent dark creatures knew that moving during the day made it easy to expose themselves, so they rarely came out.

Only at night would they use the cover of darkness to quietly appear near them.

Beili had even encountered some dark creatures that wrapped themselves in snow and disguised themselves as small snowdrifts.

When they passed by, the creatures would suddenly spring out of the snowdrifts and launch sneak attacks, catching people off guard.

However, Beili and Ashera basically did not leave the carriage.

The two of them stayed inside that dark, gloomy “big coffin” carriage.

They let the four horses clad in black armor carry them, step by step, slowly toward the depths of the Far North.

Along the way, Beili would release the Black Bone Scythe.

If any dark creature tried to approach them, the Black Bone Scythe would appear, cleanly eliminate it, and quickly absorb its Mana.

Sitting in a carriage for a long time was not pleasant. It gave one the feeling of nearly falling apart, with aches and pains everywhere.

So whenever the blizzard briefly stopped, they would get out of the carriage and walk nearby to loosen their stiff limbs.

Beili would also summon the Black Bone Scythe back at those times, absorb the Mana it had accumulated, eat something, and look at the snowy scenery.

Although the snowy scenery was simply a vast expanse of white.

On the first day, Beili still found it novel and beautiful, but she soon grew tired of it.

Fortunately, at night, they could often see extremely dreamlike and romantic auroras.

Brilliant, colorful light moved through the night sky like a gorgeous veil dancing in the air.

But even auroras stopped feeling novel after being watched for several days in a row.

The main reason was still that Ashera did not take the initiative to speak to her, Beili thought.

Most of the time, she would say one sentence, and Ashera would simply answer with one sentence, leaving her no room to continue the conversation.

After this happened many times, Beili no longer knew what she should take the initiative to say to him.

Thankfully, when she had been in Valnie Snow Town, she had had the foresight to go to the library and pick out quite a few storybooks to put into her Spatial Bracelet.

So most of the time, she read books inside the airtight and lightless carriage.

Inside the carriage, several Morpho Butterflies she had summoned glowed with blue-green light, continuously giving off a soft radiance that illuminated a small space.

But storybooks were about reading the plots of stories, and after less than two days, Beili grew tired of those as well.

She rummaged around inside her Spatial Bracelet and ended up finding several basic magic books.

They were probably books she had borrowed from Holy Island Academy’s library building a very, very long time ago.

Taking advantage of the monotonous and long journey, Beili began trying to teach herself the ordinary magic commonly used in this western fantasy world.

Although it was self-study, she had attended quite a few classes during her absent-minded days at Holy Island Academy.

Though she had spent most of that time mentally wandering, flipping through these magic books now awakened quite a few memories that had “gone wandering” as well.

After increasing the difficulty for herself, even time seemed to move faster.

Beili devoted herself intently to studying magic, and suddenly, she no longer cared about Ashera’s cold attitude toward her.

After carefully studying for several days, Beili even opened up an ordinary Mana Pool the size of a water vat beside the original vast lake-like Mana Pool inside her body.
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They continued on like this, stopping and moving again.

An unknown number of days passed.

Beili did not count them.

She only knew that the nights were growing longer and longer, while the days were growing shorter and shorter.

Later, daytime stopped appearing altogether, and the entire sky was completely shrouded in darkness.

…

One day, Beili closed her eyes to sleep and had a dream.

Dreaming was an extremely novel thing.

After crossing into this world, she had rarely dreamed in the first place, and after creating the Dream Cage, she had had no dreams at all.

So when Beili realized she was dreaming, she felt very surprised.

She dreamed that she had appeared in the Far North.

Snowflakes still filled the sky, and the rolling blizzard still howled.

Only, because of her appearance, everything here had strangely frozen in midair.

What was odd, however, was that although the wind had stopped, the sound of wind still rang out rhythmically.

That sound seemed to come from behind her.

As if a pair of enormous wings were flapping.

She saw her own gaze turn toward the snowflakes suspended in the air.

A slender hand lifted, and a finger gently drew a circle in midair.

The instant the circle formed, three deep cracks split open in space.

In the next second, the former kings of Sainthos, Nauze, and Tilisha simultaneously fell out of the spatial cracks in a sorry state.

One was wearing loose sleepwear, as if he had been forcibly dragged out of a dream.

One had a napkin around his collar and some kind of sauce still at the corner of his mouth, looking as though he had been enjoying a sumptuous meal.

One had no clothes left on his upper body and wore only a pleated skirt-like pair of trousers. Uh… perhaps he had been about to bathe?

Beili did not know how she instantly knew these three people were the former kings of the three kingdoms.

In her dream, no clues were needed. Everything was naturally known.

“Tell me what that Demon said to you.”

Beili heard herself say this.

It was the tone of a command, slow in cadence, her voice as beautiful as heavenly music… Oh, although describing herself this way was a bit narcissistic.

But in the dream, she truly did hear a beautiful voice.

Like the melodious notes of a harp.

Like the clear clink of a glazed cup.

Like gemstones, crystals, gold, and pearls strung into a wind chime, stirred by the wind and colliding with a luxurious, crisp sound.

After hearing only one sentence, Beili became a little distracted.

On the other side, the three former kings seemed unable to see her figure. They could only hear that ethereal voice echoing through the air.

Added to the fact that they had inexplicably appeared in this world of ice and snow, they all looked around in panic.

However, they soon forced themselves to calm down and picked up the dignity of kings again.

One by one, the three former kings each spoke over the others.

Their words were full of arrogance and refusal to cooperate.

They even ordered her to show herself and threatened to chop off her head.

“Silence-”

Beili heard herself shout in anger.

She gently raised her hand.

With a crisp slapping sound, the three former kings seemed to be struck across the face from a distance at the same time, and they froze in bewilderment.

In the next second, their knees went weak, and they knelt on the ground. Then their arms rose uncontrollably, lifted high like surrender.

Finally, their entire bodies prostrated and collapsed onto the ground.

It was as if they were being pressed under a hundred heavy quilts, deeply pinned into the icy snow.

They let out trembling, shuddering sounds.

They were kneeling in worship before her.