[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133: Plan To Make Xion Hate Darius

For the royal advisor himself to heed his words, the man before them could not be an ordinary noble.

His pure white robe was a dead giveaway. However, Xion was unaware of the significance of it all. Even if he knew, he might have shrugged it off with something along the lines of, ’What does it have to do with me?’

He was one of the Thirteen High Priests, members of the sacred council that governed the churches across the world.

Just like the priestess of the night, he had a special power. A divine blessing that compelled truth from the lips of the target.

Just like dazed Xion, who had unknowingly fallen right into his trap.

"Did you have the intention of using any type of drug on Baron’s daughter?"

A flicker of hope ignited in Allen’s chest.

This will save them.

After all, Xion would never harm anyone.

Sure enough, Xion denied it, and Baron’s face contorted in anger as murmurs spread through the crowd.

However, before Allen could sigh, another question was asked.

"Then who did you intend to use it on?"

Xion had only ever experimented with Mikosa Ribitiyon on one person. He wanted to cure Rael’s insomnia.

So, even when his wrist was nearly crushed by the heavy grip, Xion subconsciously blurted out the true answer.

"Rael."

Allen released Xion’s wrist. He sank directly into the nearest chair while dragging a hand down his face.

There was a brief silence before the entire hall erupted like a volcano. Many fingers jabbed in Xion’s direction as if they were looking at a disgusting traitor.

"How dare he speak His Grace’s name?"

"You don’t know? The Holy Father’s voice forces out the deepest truths hidden in one’s heart. Perhaps Lord Xion has always harbored... certain fantasies about His Grace."

The words were laced with mockery. Cruel, biting.

They hit Xion’s heart like a hammer. A sharp sting in his temple brought his senses back. Xion blinked, trying to make sense of the situation.

"No! I mean, I’ve used it to make him sleep better."

His words coupled with the story already fermenting in the minds of the nobles only made the situation worse.

The whispers grew harsher, and Xion even heard people blatantly calling him shameless and other such disgusting names.

For a second, he wished that everything he had heard was just a bad dream, a nightmare he would soon wake up from.

However, the reality was often cruel.

Now, even if they realized he had not drugged Lady Rosiele, he was already a degenerate in their eyes.

Xion could not even hide in his lab. If he disappeared, he would only become a fugitive. Not to mention Allen was also being cursed because of his stupid mouth!

For now, he had no choice but to obey the royal advisor’s orders.

And so, as someone accused of plotting against the Archduke, and with Allen branded as his accomplice, they were promptly escorted to the royal prison.

All the while, Nikolai had been attending an unexpected secret meeting with Princess Talia. The meeting finally ended, and he rushed back only to freeze mid-step.

Another thought circled his mind. When I help Xion retain his freedom the next morning, would he not be very grateful to me?

Yes. Of course, it was. Nikolai nodded to himself. A cruel smile curled on his red lips. Ah, he was going to enjoy this so very much.