[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 117

Chapter 117: Not much. Just 500,000 Merit points.

Soon, the freshly cooked food was delivered to his door, and the one who came with the servants was none other than Noxian.

The boy didn’t hesitate. He jumped onto the bed without a second thought. "Brother, how are you feeling? Are you fine now?"

Xion couldn’t help but feel like an irresponsible adult for making his little brother worry.

Without a word, he lifted the purple haired boy and settled him onto his lap.

The boy blinked in surprise but quickly found himself wrapped in a warm embrace. Though still a bit confused and worried, he instinctively hugged his brother back.

"I am sorry for making you worry."

"I was really scared when I saw you like that," The boy murmured in a low voice. He clearly did not want to recall the bloody picture of Xion looking so lifeless.

Xion easily diverted the topic to other things while patting the small back until the tense body relaxed in his arms.

"Have you eaten?"

"Yes."

Noxian, of course, had eaten. He was used to surviving on just one meal, or sometimes only a single bun a day.

However, Xion made sure that he had proper three meals a day. Due to Xion’s attentive care of the boy, the archduke had asked Nazia to give him three meals without fail.

Darius had observed Xion’s care for the child. And while it ultimately only irritated him, he still couldn’t bring himself to throw Noxian away.

At least, not until they returned.

Xion, oblivious to the fact just how much he had influenced Darius, was busy snuggling with Noxian.

The boy sure had so many things to talk about. From how they were stuck in the rain to how they took a ride with Darius, who was returning from the palace, Noxian told Xion everything. _{free𝑤ebnovel.com}

Xion barely ate a few bites of bread. Though warm, the food lacked the flavors he was used to.

Due to his influence, even the cook in the retinue had started to adapt his way of cooking and now they were using different spices.

It was not like he was particularly hungry now. So, he could only let Noxian take the rest back.

Now alone, Xion leaned back, patting his full stomach as his mind drifted to the lingering concerns he had pushed aside.

The holy book... He still needed to find it. And by any means possible, he had to stay out of his father’s sight.

As for Soren losing his hands, he was not the least bit sympathetic. That monster deserved it. The thought of him, however, led his mind to Eli.

He had no idea if Eli had stopped following Boris and went back to Soren or if she was still playing the role of the noble wife, trying to get her hands on money and power.

None of those had anything to do with him as long as that crazy woman stayed away from him.

He pushed himself off the bed, limping slightly as he made his way to the chair by the large window. It was near the huge window from where he could see the garden and a stone fountain in the shape of a beautiful lady pouring water from her pitcher.

It was pretty. It was beautiful. Then again, everything about this place was beautiful. But Xion’s barely calm senses had started to tingle again.

’What now?’ He muttered to himself only to get startled when his system replied.

’You can try to ask His Highness, Prince Nikolai about the holy book, host. If that does not work, then you can also discuss it with the archduke. With his influence, it would not be difficult for you to have your hands on that book.’

Xion pinched the bridge of his nose. It wasn’t that he hadn’t considered it. He had.

But Nikolai’s excessive enthusiasm made him wary. The prince was too passionate which somehow made the tragedy survivor Xion uncertain of him.

As for the archduke, Xion exhaled sharply. That was an entirely different problem. He was both afraid and embarrassed when it came to Darius.

Definitely not.