[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 101

Chapter 101: Riches To Rags

That was the last time Xion saw Rael. When he awoke the next morning, Rael had already left the mansion. Knights were stationed all around. More than just a few were patrolling the area at regular intervals.

Xion would have never found their presence if the map hadn’t pointed it out.

It was certainly weird and also very confusing.

Even if he had given Rael a new batch of pills, which he had successfully made himself, he was still a bit worried. Allen was the alchemist, the one who had been tending to Rael’s condition all this time.

If Rael needed treatment, shouldn’t he have taken Allen with him?

Yet, Allen was still here.

"Brother? What are you thinking?" Noxian pulled on Xion’s finger, shaking him out of his trace.

"Ah, that." Xion patted the purple hair which now felt smooth under his touch. His careful maintenance was showing its results. "I was thinking what should be made for breakfast. Is there something you want to eat?"

Noxian’s eyes lit up immediately, anticipation replacing curiosity. "Anything! As long as you’re the one cooking!"

Xion chuckled, allowing the boy to take his sleeve and tug him toward the kitchen. "Slow down."

"No. We need to hurry and see if we have everything." Noxian quickened his movements, and Xion could only helplessly smile as he ran with the boy.

The kitchen was huge, but it was mostly empty. The vegetables placed in the basket looked fresh though. So, Xion decided to cook Tamagoyaki which was also known as rolled omelet.

After a few minutes of sorting through the ingredients, Xion was just about to wash his hands when the kitchen door creaked open. _{frёewebηovel.cѳm}

"Brother Allen," Xion greeted, smiling as he waved the taller man over. With a simple wave of his hand, a book materialized before him.

"Here. For you," Xion said, offering the book to the stunned Allen. "If you don’t understand anything, just ask me."

The book was not too big, but it was very thick. The cover was made of aged leather.

Xion had directly bought it from the system. While doing so he had forgotten just how costly paper was in this world.

Hence, to Allen, it was like he was holding onto something very precious.

Ignoring the silent face of his student, Xion washed his hand and soon the kitchen was filled with the sound of the gentle crackling of oil as he poured a fresh layer of beaten eggs into the pan.

The rich scent of dashi and soy filled the air as he carefully rolled the omelet, letting the golden layers take shape.

Behind him, Allen was now sitting at the table, flipping through the book.

"This..." Allen’s voice was barely a whisper, but his sunset-orange eyes gleamed with brilliance, locked onto the book. His large hands cradled the inked sheets as if they held the secrets of the world.

Xion, feeling a little self-conscious under such a sharp gaze, scratched his cheek. "I had some free time, so I wrote it for you."

"Oh, this is so perfectly written. How do you even know all this?" His voice was filled with awe, and with every glance, it seemed as if Xion’s diagrams were enlightening the deeper parts of his mind.

Xion felt his ears heat up, a blush creeping along his neck. He had just written the basics of human anatomy. He also included the mana circuits in his diagrams and the way mana ran through the entire body just like blood.

If he wanted to teach Allen, the older man needed to learn this foundation first. However, Allen’s gaze was a bit too bright which made Xion shy.

To escape the feeling, he turned back to his cooking, tapping the pan lightly. "Just don’t drop it into a potion or something. I won’t write it again, alright?"

"Of course, not! I will take proper care of it!"

Even without looking back, Xion knew Allen must be looking all serious while holding the book to his chest.

Well, as long as he valued it, Xion supposed his efforts were worth it.

A small tug on his sleeve brought his attention to the little one beside him. "Brother, is it ready yet?" Noxian’s voice was eager, a little impatient even.

Xion flipped the now golden roll in the pan.

"Almost," Xion smirked before playfully flicking an egg against Noxian’s forehead, cracking the shell before dumping it into the bowl.

"You just want to steal a bite, don’t you?"

Noxian let out an exaggerated pout, rubbing his forehead as if Xion had gravely wronged him. "Nooo! I’m just really, really hungry!"

Xion chuckled, shaking his head as he slid the finished tamagoyaki onto a plate. He cut it into neat, bite-sized pieces before picking one and feeding it to the boy.

Only after making sure that it wasn’t too hot did Xion finally let him take a bite.

The implication was that Allen should not be obsessed with this superficial knowledge, and also to let him focus on eating.