Survival Guide After Accidentally Kissing a Demon - Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Her deep red eyes widened in the darkness, frozen in shock.

Beili was secretly stunned, and the fist she had been swinging toward Ashera’s chest stopped mid-air.

She never expected to suddenly start receiving the Sinful Thoughts of these people.

It was as if ten people were standing in a circle around her, all speaking to her at once. Each person provided different information, which eventually blended into a chaotic mess of noise.

It was a bit torturous, and quite loud.

“Is it interesting?”

With a lazy tone carrying a hint of a smile, Ashera intentionally lowered his voice and spoke slowly. “I hear these interesting thoughts every moment of every day.”

Beili didn’t have time to respond. She was struggling to clear her mind, trying to focus all her attention on sorting through and deciphering the chaotic thoughts in her head.

Because she seemed to have just heard some crucial pieces of information.

In the darkness, Ashera rested his chin on top of Beili’s head and asked, “Little Butterfly, what are you dazing off for?”

Unable to fully untangle the mess, Beili pulled her consciousness away from the ball of yarn that was the Sinful Thoughts and asked him in a low voice, “These Sinful Thoughts… how long can I hear them?”

Ashera’s muffled chuckle vibrated against the top of her head.

He hummed thoughtfully, drawing out the sound, then whispered, “Does it feel a bit noisy? Don’t worry, you won’t be able to hear them much longer.”

So he was just letting her experience his usual state, not helping her unlock this ability permanently.

“These voices… are they the thoughts of the people nearby? I mean… their sinful thoughts,” Beili asked.

“Yes.”

Ashera nodded in the darkness.

His chin shifted slowly across the top of her head, and then the tip of his nose lightly brushed the stray hairs on her forehead.

Explaining in a soft voice, Ashera’s tone suddenly became exceptionally gentle. “If we go a bit further, you can hear others as well.”

Her red eyes narrowed slightly, and Beili asked cautiously in a low voice, “Why are you suddenly letting me hear this?”

The corners of Ashera’s mouth curled up unconsciously. In a deep, heavy voice, he said slowly and quietly, “Because I need you to open the Dream Domain again.”

“Open the Dream Domain for what… do you want to use the Book of Truth?” Beili asked, puzzled.

“Yes,” Ashera said.

“…”

Hearing this, Beili immediately rolled her eyes hard in her mind.

Who was it-the one who had previously looked so disgusted and ruthlessly declared that the Book of Truth was a low-grade magic item?

And now, after thinking it over, he suddenly remembered the benefits of a ‘low-grade item’?

She gritted her teeth, cold snorts echoing incessantly in her heart.

“I’ll have to think about it…”

“Because you and I both know very well…”

Beili curled her lips, squeezing her voice into a thin mimicry as she intentionally repeated his words back to him:

“What a difficult task it is for me to open the Dream Domain again. Just as you once said, most of the time, I only wish to absorb the stench of Death Mana…”

“Now, stay quiet, Little Butterfly.”

Ashera let out a low laugh. With a movement of his arm, he pressed her head against his cold chest.

“Listen carefully. This will make you realize exactly what kind of situation you’re in.”

He whispered the sentence into her ear.

As he spoke, their figures slowly descended toward a spot below.

With their slow descent, the voices in Beili’s head transitioned from a chaotic jumble to something gradually clearer.

By the time Ashera set her on the ground, only one cold, young female voice remained, saying:

“I have to find a way to kill her!”

“Kill Bartholomew Constance!”

“I must find an opportunity to kill her!”

…

Who was it?

Who wanted to kill her?

Hearing that familiar name, Beili’s heart began to race.

And so, at the moment when that inner voice was at its clearest, she quietly released her Mana to sense the surroundings and find the person in this area.
When she failed to locate the other party after sensing the surroundings, Ashera flicked his finger, instantly igniting a silver flame in the pitch-black darkness.

The piercing silver light cut through the dark.

Beili narrowed her eyes and discovered a white moth resting quietly on the green hedge wall in front of her.

The moth’s wings had no obvious pattern, but were covered in fine, mist-white powder.

It looked like a fallen edelweiss flower, hanging among the curled, yellowing ‘leaves.’

The inner voice she had heard was coming from this white moth.

Then, Beili recalled the information regarding this moth-

She was the fourth-ranked of the Hunters, Quinna from the Santos Kingdom.

On the other side.

Startled by the silver flame suddenly ignited in the darkness, the white moth resting on the wall froze for two seconds. Once she regained her senses, she flapped her wings and fled into the distant darkness as if running for her life.

…

Neither of them moved from their spots to give chase.

Under the Invisibility Cloak, Beili’s expression was grave, while Ashera, floating behind her, partially covered his cold lips and chuckled softly.

Before this, she had never met Quinna.

The name Quinna hadn’t even appeared in the original book; she wasn’t one of the many supporting female characters.

So why had she become Quinna’s target?

If she remembered correctly, Cyril and Lance had already completely destroyed Quinna’s Defensive Magic Pendants.

Could it be that even back then, Quinna had been coming for her?

While Beili was wondering why she had become Quinna’s target, the sky suddenly brightened.

The darkness vanished in an instant.

Beili looked around. In this section of the Maze, the green hedge walls were tinged with a yellowish-brown hue. At a glance, the leaves were slightly curled at the edges, as if they were about to wither.

A thin, pale gray mist still permeated the air.

“It’s dawn. Let’s head back to the Maze Center first…”

Beili looked up at the pale gray sky and then turned to speak to Ashera.

To her surprise, she found that the man with the twisted goat horns on his head had already changed back into the thin, silver-haired Blind Youth with a buzz cut.

Beili couldn’t help but startle slightly, asking subconsciously, “Why did you change back?”

As soon as the question left her mouth, she felt it was redundant.

In the original story, the fifth male lead almost always appeared as a frail Blind Youth.

The only time he took the form of the Horned Man was in the dead of night to harvest the lives of the wicked.

Furthermore, in the later stages of the story-when his power reached its peak-the fifth male lead would unlock one final black-skinned form.

When Beili was reading the original story, it was this final form that appealed to her most.

In this form, Ashera’s physique would become even taller.

His entire skin, along with the whites of his eyes and his sharp fangs, would turn a deep black, like carbon crystal.

Irregular cracks were distributed across his dark skin, glowing with a dim red light like molten lava.

A thick, dense black mist surrounded him, and several massive black skulls floated behind his back.

In that state, he looked entirely like a Demon crawled out from the deepest depths of Hell.

…

A faint smile appeared on the Blind Youth’s pale face.

“Th-this is more… cough… more comfortable,”

he stammered.

Beili’s wandering thoughts were pulled back by the youth’s words.

She hesitated for a moment before saying, “I don’t know what your intentions are, but thank you for letting me know about Quinna’s murderous intent toward me. I’ll be careful.”

As she spoke, she began to walk.

“Let’s go. We’re heading back to the Maze Center first.”