Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - chapter 34

“There’s nothing wrong with a fair trade.”

Beili blinked calmly, her expression composed. “Just as Your Highness said, both sides stand to gain. It’s certainly more stable than helping out of sympathy.”

She paused, then returned to the main topic:

“So, after all this talk, during the Hunt Banquet, Your Highness helps me win, and I tell you the method to unlock and enter the third floor of the library. Such a fair trade-does Your Highness accept?”

Cyril lowered his eyes and thought for a moment. Finally, he restrained his indifferent smile and said, “I accept.”

Receiving Cyril’s affirmative answer, Beili finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She smiled and reached out her hand, looking at the black-haired, violet-eyed young man before her, laughing lightly. “Then… shall we seal it with a handshake?”

Cyril glanced indifferently at Bartholomew’s raised hand.

“Don’t be childish.”

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a piece of parchment appeared between them, slowly unfurling.

“Sign the contract.”

“If you deceive me, you will suffer the consequences of breaking the contract,” he said.

…So after hundreds of chapters of the heroine’s choices, how did she end up choosing him?

Seeing Cyril so serious and meticulous, Beili had no choice but to pick up the parchment and read it word by word, even more seriously and meticulously.

As Bartholomew’s gaze carefully scanned the contract, the usually impatient Prince Cyril began to show signs of annoyance in his brows and eyes.

Beili noticed and tried to keep the conversation going:

“Prince Cyril, you said earlier that Susanna also approached you. So why does she want to participate in the closing Hunt Banquet?”

Hearing this, Cyril was momentarily speechless, then laughed and retorted, “She wants to win an extra admission spot through the Hunt Banquet. As someone vying for a spot, don’t you know that?”

A spot contender… her?

Beili was taken aback; she truly hadn’t realized this.

She had thought Susanna was only joining the Hunt Banquet to rescue the servant mentioned in the underground cell. Now it seemed things were more complicated.

‘Dear, Mother has prepared a gift for you!’

Madam Constance’s words suddenly flashed through her mind, and Beili finally understood-the gift Madam Constance spoke of was the admission spot for Holy Island Academy.

She raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache coming on.

Noticing Cyril still watching her, she remembered something and asked, “Then, during the closing Hunt Banquet, what does Your Highness plan to do about Susanna?”

Thinking of the close relationship these two would soon have as they entered marriage, Beili frowned uneasily.

She gripped the parchment tightly in her hand.

“We have a contract as proof. When the closing Hunt Banquet comes, Your Highness must abide by it, which means you must focus on protecting me throughout, until I win.”

As she spoke, she decisively signed her name on the parchment.

“I must win, Prince Cyril,” she said, her gaze burning.

Watching Bartholomew sign, Cyril took the signed parchment and put it away.

“I will protect both girls of the Constance Family. I have my own methods; you needn’t worry,” he said coolly.

“The closing Hunt Banquet has never stipulated that only one prey can win. But I should remind you…”

He paused, then added, “No prey has ever won the Hunt Banquet.”

No prey has ever won?

So, in previous closing Hunt Banquets, all the winners were hunters.
No wonder-the closing Hunt Banquet, a tradition carried on from the Holy Island Competition, is, to be honest, simply a way to reward students with outstanding competition results.

After making it onto the competition leaderboard, these top-performing students can, under the gaze of royalty from every nation, hunt other students as easily as slicing through butter.

How could such an event not be considered a reward?

The activity has continued over the years and has even gradually developed into an industry-after the competition ends, ten types of crystal balls are sold for a limited time, each containing a looping playback of the top ten students’ most spectacular hunting moments during the closing Hunt Banquet.

Not only students of Holy Island Academy, but anyone from any nation can purchase them.

Yes, you heard right.

After the Hunt Banquet ends, these people even get a personalized Hunt Banquet settlement animation!

No outstanding Noble could possibly refuse such a rare chance to show off.

They will definitely be well-prepared to ensure their hunting is clean and decisive.

Their movements must be steady, their strikes ruthless, and their posture stylish!

In short, they absolutely cannot let their prey fight back, because that would make them look terribly embarrassed in the crystal ball recording.

Upon hearing Cyril’s words, Beili calmly and confidently smiled.

“After personally experiencing the real and brutal Thorn Game, the closing Hunt Banquet of the Holy Island Competition already feels very gentle to me.”

After all, the prey participating in the Hunt Banquet are all Noble students, and Holy Island Academy certainly wouldn’t let anything happen to these Nobles.

Everyone who participates in the Hunt Banquet wears a special Defensive Magic Pendant.

This Defensive Magic Pendant forms a protective membrane around the student.

When damage accumulates or a fatal injury is sustained, the membrane breaks and simultaneously activates Teleportation Magic.

The student is eliminated and teleported outside the Hunt Banquet venue.

Of course, thanks to the Defensive Magic Pendant, the pain felt during attacks is reduced by ninety percent.

After all, even a minor finger scratch would be a huge hassle for these Nobles!

“Besides, I’m different from the other prey.”

Her red eyes brightened slightly as she recalled the descriptions in the book. Beili raised her brows and praised without reservation, “I have you, Prince Cyril.”

“Whether it’s magic or swordsmanship, you excel in every aspect-perfect, noble, Prince Cyril, the light and pride of Sainthos…”

“That’s enough. Shut up.”

Cyril frowned, his expression somewhat unnatural.

“Yes, Your Highness.”

Beili smiled faintly.

She knew her own abilities; participating in the Hunt Banquet was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, a hopeless endeavor-her chances of winning were virtually zero.

If the prey had a hunter protecting them throughout, only then would Beili have confidence in winning the closing Hunt Banquet.

As the male lead of the original book, Cyril, though cold-faced and sharp-tongued, was undeniably outstanding.

And not just outstanding-exceptionally outstanding.

In four years of enrollment, he qualified for the competition twice, and both times Cyril took first place in the rankings.

It’s no exaggeration to say that half the young women at Holy Island Academy are infatuated with him.

Many people look forward to buying the crystal ball containing Prince Cyril’s Hunt Banquet settlement animation after the closing Hunt Banquet.

Unfortunately, this icy, aloof Prince of Sainthos has an unusual aversion to traditional events like the Hunt Banquet.

He took first place two years in a row and refused to participate in the closing Hunt Banquet both years.

So, among the crystal balls for sale, there isn’t one featuring the Prince of Sainthos.