[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 181

Chapter 181: The Return of The Healer, The Puppy, And The Knight

Ray flexed his arm, testing it, and nodded. "...Thank you."

Xion grinned in response. However, his white sheet-like face with that smile looked almost eerie in the darkness.

Ray was against his treatment mainly because of Xion’s own health. His arm could be treated by Allen, but what if Xion got hurt in the process?

Just as he was worrying about the healer’s well-being, Noxian was already dragging the healer away.

Ray shook his head before joining them.

Xion had a strange talent for gathering weirdos.

His Grace was one of those people, and so was Noxian.

Ray was not blind to those signs. Albeit Noxian was a child, his temperament was very similar to those special humans.

These types of people often had different moral compasses than normal humans, but they were also excellent weapons if trained properly. That was why Berry had taken Noxian in.

And let’s not forget that hedonistic prince, Nikolai.

If he somehow ignored them all, there were still those idiots, Soren and Klein.

Ray would very much like to argue that Klein was actually much better off than Soren, though. At least he was in peace now.

The heir to the Marquis Vaelis, on the other hand, was in grave danger. It was his fault for offending someone he should not have.

From their position, they could already see the silhouette of the tents peeking from the long trees. Even when they were so close, there were no loud noises.

The battle had left the entire camp in ruins.

Xion finally could not hold back. "How is he?"

Ray’s shoulders stiffened slightly before he relaxed. He didn’t need to ask who he was.

The knight hesitated. Nonetheless, there was no benefit in hiding it, especially from Xion.

"His Grace is not doing well."

Xion’s lips pressed into a thin line.

Darius had already been in a weak state before the battle. After fighting through an entire army of orcs? The fact that he was even alive was a miracle.

Xion exhaled. "Is it because of his mana?"

Ray nodded. "Yes. His Grace is getting weaker."

They no longer rushed back — not because they didn’t want to, but because they simply couldn’t. None of them had the strength to do so. _{freewёbn૦νeɭ.com}

Xion, though naturally pale, was now almost ghostly white. His face was slick with sweat, his breathing came in uneven gasps.

Ray had long since noticed it, and so had Noxian. Both of them silently flocked to Xion from both sides, ready to give him support whenever he needed to.

Ray had so many questions rearing their heads. He was a knight after all. And battle was something he was much more familiar with than anything else.

He really wanted to ask Xion how he managed to attract those Orcs away. How had he run so fast? And what about that explosion?

Even someone of his caliber would not be able to make it out alive after something that violent.

Xion had none of the burn marks. Sure there were ashes smudged on him everywhere, and there were slight burn marks at the edge of his robe.

But other than that, Xion was fine. At least he didn’t look like charred meat.

Or will he die?