[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 277

Chapter 277: Innocent Xion Causing Chaos

The thin lips parted to let out a single word. "Noisy."

Georgie Maximus, who was just about to spiral into a bolt of anguished screams, hastily slapped a hand over his mouth.

His tear-filled eyes locked on the silver sword inching ever closer. He was certain that if he made another sound, he’d lose his tongue too.

Savages. Nothing but bloody savages! Monsters who deserved to be stoned to death! He roared internally, biting his lip to bear the pain spreading from his hand like wildfire.

"Tell your master that I am in a good mood today. So, I will forgive his insolence. And next time you need help, learn how to beg for it properly."

Darius didn’t spare the royal minister or his trembling servants another glance. He stepped past them with indifference.

If it weren’t for the sacred law forbidding harm to emissaries, he would have silenced this noisy idiot long ago.

Ray flashed all his teeth in a dazzling smile aimed at the envoy. Even his golden hair seemed to glimmer under the court lighting. Watching this snobbish person in this state made his breathing easier.

"Good day, Mr. Maximus," he greeted with a proper salute. "Have a nice journey back."

Then, without waiting for the reply, he stepped over the small puddle of blood on the polished floor and followed after Darius.

If eyes could kill, Ray would’ve dropped dead instantly. Georgie’s glare was aflame with rage, but he still kept his mouth clamped shut, terrified of what might happen if he made another peep.

He didn’t have the courage to provoke this devil anymore.

The said devil was exhausted by the king’s endless attempts to suppress them. That was why Darius had quietly begun stockpiling grains and dried rations a few months ago, though not many ministers were aware of it.

But even if he managed to prepare for this year... what about the next? And the one after that?

Breaking off completely from the capital would spell disaster if not done with precision and with backup.

As for the purified crystals—if he bowed his head now and handed them over, it would become an eternal precedent. A tradition that the North would have to follow from then on. And that was something he would never allow.

There was so much to deal in the royal court. Yet even amidst all this, the royal family had the audacity to try forcing some noble lady on him.

Did they think he was a fool? That he’d let a spy into his homelands again?

That fake saintess was already his limit.

Thinking of the royal decree and its arrogance, Darius’s mood darkened further. The cold aura surrounding him deepened until the very air turned heavy.

The ministers trailing behind him swallowed hard. None dared speak. All they wanted was to get out of the courtroom alive without any more surprises. Please, goddess, no more chaos.

Just as the massive courtroom doors opened and the sunlight beyond, shone like salvation on them, they heard it.

The loud thumping of feet falling on the floor. Someone was actually running through the hallway!

Which idiot is so eager to meet the King of the Underworld? they all thought in sync, necks craning toward the sound.

Only Raymond Eldritch, whom everyone expected to jump in front of their lord, was silently standing at the side, staring at the criminal running in their direction with a goofy smile.