[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 183

Chapter 183: Little Ray’s Dark Past

Fueled by indignation, Ray lunged forward again. "I’ll do more than just touch you! How can someone so weak push me away?!"

Sure, Darius was silent most of the time. However, that didn’t mean he would let some random kid touch him.

And this chubby kid even called him a brat! At first, Darius was going to ignore it, but this time...

The two kids dressed in proper noble attire were now crumpled into a ball as they held onto each other.

The silent hall erupted into disarray.

Darius struggled with all his might, his tiny hands shoving against Ray’s face. Ray, stubborn as ever, tried to wrestle him into submission.

It was at this moment that Earl Eldritch walked back in.

He stood there blankly staring at the sight in front. He had only left for a few minutes and even ran back here.

Could someone tell him how things had resulted in ... this?

His son was sitting on the ground ... Ah, no. His brat was actually sitting on Lord Darius!

Lord Darius’s face was red with rage. He was attempting to claw his way to freedom.

Nonetheless, Ray’s weight was really too much for three-year-old little lord to handle.

Taking this chance, Ray wrapped his arms around the young heir of the archduchy, trying to force a kiss onto the furious child’s cheek.

Sir Eldritch, "...!!!!!"

Earl’s heart nearly stopped then and there. His hands trembled, and cold beads of sweat dripped down his face.

He was in such a shock that he even forgot to breathe, let alone move.

Looking at their almost dizzy lord, the attendants rushed in. With much effort, they finally succeeded in pulling the two children apart.

"Are you crazy?" Darius hastily took a few steps back. He was obviously afraid to be entangled with this brainless monkey.

Ray snorted. Despite being beaten, and having one swollen eye, he was still as arrogant as ever.

"Your fault for not letting me kiss you-"

Barely had his words fallen when they changed from speaking into painful groaning.

Ray yelped as his father smacked the back of his head so hard he saw stars.

While grabbing his brat from his neck and forcing him to bow along with him, he apologized profusely to the young lord.

Meanwhile, Ray was holding his head in a daze.

Young lord? Who? This thin kid who might fly away with the gust of wind?

That was how they first met. It was obvious that neither of them had any affection for the other.

Ray despised his future lord for being so scrawny, and Darius was simply disgusted with his future knight.

Then, as a punishment, Ray was thrown into the training camp by his father. Even his mother and sister’s begging did not help this time.

After spending six months in the training barracks, Ray was sent back to the archduchy once more.

Ray had changed a bit. His fleshy cheeks had surely lost some baby fat.

Darius had also changed in the past six months. His silver-white hair had grown longer enough to brush his shoulders.

This time, when Ray met Darius, he did not even recognize him.

As he stared at the long-haired beauty basking in the sun, sitting so peacefully in the garden, Ray’s heart skipped a beat.

What happened after that was another fight that alarmed even the archduke.

Ray came back with two swollen eyes and broken teeth, while Darius had a big bump on his head.

Despite those disastrous encounters, Ray still obeyed his father to stay by Darius’ side.

Little Darius was no better off. At least Ray had the privilege of throwing a tantrum. Darius, on the other hand, could only obey in silence.

As the two kids stayed together, their relationship slowly changed.

Ray was fascinated by the boy who looked so fragile yet carried such strength in his spirit.