[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 441

Chapter 441: Stain Like A Curse

Allen and the other healers had worked tirelessly until their limbs felt as heavy as stones. Even a slight movement had become difficult.

While Xion had taken on the heavy role of fighting, Allen could only do his best to support from behind the scenes.

Within five days, they had managed to kill more than Berry had in the last few weeks.

The afternoon sun beat down on them, and Allen fervently prayed for Xion to return alive. An exhausted, cold teacher was better than a corpse.

Xion’s heavy use of mana had begun to gnaw at Allen’s mind, leaving him with a constant headache.

He was about to step down the stairs when dizziness overtook his senses.

The guards were quick to help him stand, or he might have fallen on the ground.

"My lord, are you alright?"

Aurilius asked as he helped Allen inside the resting chambers.

Allen looked at the small child who had been running errands for him all day, and couldn’t help recalling little Noxian.

In a way, both kids were saved by Xion.

Somehow, Aurilius ended up recovering from his sickness and following him instead of his teacher.

"How are you doing, Aurilius?"

"Doing much better." The boy grinned, showing his pearly white teeth.

He had lost his entire family to starvation, yet Allen had never seen him cry or curse fate for taking them.

The boy was far too mature for his age.

Allen removed the mask that had become a primary need, letting his head rest on the back of the chair.

"My lord, you... You look red."

Allen’s eyes snapped open. He hastily pressed his hand over his head, and it felt hot.

"How long have you been feeling dizzy?"

Allen thought back to the days and sighed. "Two days, I guess."

A sudden cough rattled his lungs so hard he ended up spitting a mouthful of blood.

"My Lord!"

"Don’t come close." Allen raised his hand to stop the panicked child.

"Listen to me, Aurilius. We can’t tell anyone, yeah? Tell them I am researching medicine for the plague, and I am not to be disturbed."

He wiped the blood over his handkerchief.

Though his gaze became blurry all of a sudden, making it hard to see if the red blotch was from his fingers or from the fabric in his hand.

He blinked, waiting for his blurriness to ease just like he had been doing the previous days.

"Keep an eye on everyone who came in contact with me. Leave."

He heard the hesitant footsteps leaving the room and slumped back on the chair.

They all had been wearing the masks and covering their hands, so it was hard for others to notice the flush creeping up his face.

Luckily, he had been busy dealing with more official duties and didn’t step inside the infirmary.

But it made him wonder, how long, or rather, how many hours, he could hold on.

He had been blaming his bouts of dizziness and headaches on his fatigue all this time.

The moment they found any sign of plague, they would kill that person.

Because this wasn’t something that took weeks to act on.

In mere hours, they had seen people spitting blood, and then after a couple of hours, they dropped dead.

The forest was still filled with the scent of flesh burning.

Pressing his fingers on his temple, he looked at the pile of documents on his table.

If he was going to die, it was better to be useful to his liege.

The Darkhelm house and the Eldritch clan were the only people he considered his family.

With a heavy push, he leaned over the table, gripping the pen in his hand.

He pulled up a black sheet from the bundle and let the ink swirl on it.

"Dear Raymond," he wrote and then halted.

What was he even supposed to write?

Perhaps it was better not to write anything. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

There was no fortune to be distributed, nor was there any kin he needed to address.

The ink dripped down the pointed tip and left a dark mark on the sheet. It became a big full stop after Raymond’s name.

Almost as if even fate was telling him to stop.

It was always like this. Every time he thought he found something closer to family, there would be something standing in his way.

Another cough shook him, forcing his always straight spine to bend down.

"I found a kid, Ray. His name is Aurilius. He is a nice child, very obedient, and I hope you take care of him.

He lost his entire family in this war, so I hope you become one for him. Just like how you did for me.

Thank you."

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