[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125: Please, don’t tease me, Your Grace.

"So, I mean..." Xion fiddled with his ring. "Can I have some of your mana? I need to study it."

He had expected resistance, maybe skepticism, or at least some kind of question. Instead, what he got was...

A head pat?

Xion blinked, peeking up at the archduke, who gazed down at him with a look that was somewhere between indulgence and helplessness.

The contrast was so unexpected that Xion momentarily forgot how to react, and let the archduke ruffle his hair.

"If you need something just ask. There is no need to hesitate." For you, there is no problem.

Darius took his hand back, satisfied by the mess he had made of those raven-silky strands.

The look in those wide eyes of wanting to be angry but daring not to was so amusing that Darius decided to do it a few more times in the future.

Then as if coaxing a child, he directly changed the subject into something the kitten wanted, "But how do you want to study it? It’ll vanish as soon as I stop supplying it."

Xion’s eyes brightened at the mention. This was exactly what he had been waiting for!

"I’ll wrap it in my mana. With that, I’ll be able to feel the difference."

Darius had no objections. If anything, he seemed faintly amused by Xion’s enthusiasm. He let his mana flow toward Xion.

Following the previous way, Xion wrapped his mana layer by layer around the green tendril, enclosing it in a prison.

With a bright smile, he grinned at Darius, "Thanks."

Darius felt funny. Xion was helping him. So, logically he should be the one to thank him, and yet, it was the opposite.

It really did not take much to satisfy him.

"If you need more, just come to me."

Xion hummed in response, but instead of looking at Darius, he subtly turned his body away, shielding his hands from view.

From the outside, it looked as if he were simply concentrating on the mana. But in reality, he was carefully siphoning a small portion into his ring, storing it for later.

Okay," Xion replied without looking back. "I’ll come to you."

Now that he had a proper sample, there was something else he needed.

"I need to look for the holy book now." Xion was muttering to himself. But how could Darius who was so close not hear him?

However, he remained silent.

Ethen had claimed he knew how to decipher it. But with Nazia occupied handling tasks from the king, the process had been delayed.

It was about time he paid his dear old friend a visit. And if he could squeeze one last bit of use out of him...

Then why not?

Maybe he should meet Ethen soon. That way, Xion would not have any trouble understanding the book. Not that Darius particularly cared about it himself—it was just an old relic, a book with no real value to him.

The only worth it held was in threatening those self-proclaimed gods.

He leaned back slightly, tapping a finger against the table. Should he visit Ethen tomorrow?

It would be best to handle things before they left Myrthiana. They had only three days left here, after all.

Thinking about it, Xion’s eyes sparkled with barely contained excitement. It will be so fun to go with Noxian!