I Just Wanted to Avoid Death - Chapter 10
“Ugh…”
Yeshion groaned in pain as he slowly opened his eyes.
Normally, no matter how he had died, his body would have completely recovered upon waking. But strangely, his whole body ached.
Blinking several times, Yeshion finally took in his surroundings as his vision cleared.
It wasn’t the temple garden.
“…Am I not dead?”
His body had felt the drain of strength and fading consciousness just as when he was dying.
“Why, did you wish for death?”
Startled by the voice next to him, Yeshion’s eyes widened, and he bolted upright in bed.
Immediately, pain shot through various parts of his body, and he couldn’t help but cry out. “Ouch!”
His neck had obviously been bitten by a man. Considering how his whole body screamed in pain, it wasn’t just his jaw that was hurt when he had fallen to the floor.
“Seeing how well you scream, you seem fine.”
Yeshion swallowed dryly and turned his head.
The man who had pulled up a chair next to the bed where Yeshion lay, offered a crooked smile the moment their eyes met.
His flamboyantly golden hair was striking from a distance, and his glowing red eyes seemed almost bestial…
“…Wait. A beast?”
Suddenly, Yeshion stared intently at the man’s face in front of him.
“Ah, that beast from earlier…!”
Startled, Yeshion recoiled. As he leaned back against the headboard of the bed, Adelio merely shrugged.
“Thanks to someone, I’m a bit less beastly now.”
Adelio said plainly, adjusting his stance as he rested his chin on his hand and continued to stare intently at Yeshion’s face.
“I didn’t know it was you cleaning the dungeon, Yeshion.”
Adelio’s lips curled into a smile as he reached out his hand.
Anticipating another hit, Yeshion flinched considerably, which made Adelio’s eyes narrow, though he didn’t retract his hand, instead looking puzzled.
“Why are you so scared?”
At Adelio’s words, Yeshion glanced at his face. He wasn’t drooling or acting like someone who had lost his sanity.
Finally relaxing a bit, Yeshion muttered grumpily,
“Anyone would be scared if they were bitten as if to be killed. You’re not a real beast, after all…”
“Beast?”
“If you bite with your teeth and can’t even recognize people, then that’s a beast, not a human, right?”
“Huh…”
Adelio chuckled.
But that was short-lived as he soon rubbed the back of Yeshion’s head. Yeshion had hit his head hard on the dungeon floor, resulting in a large bump.
“Ouch, that hurts! Don’t touch me!”
Yeshion grimaced and slapped Adelio’s hand away.
This man had bitten him and now touched him nonchalantly, adding insult to injury. One must never forget that this was a setting of a tragic BL novel. Who this man was, Yeshion couldn’t be sure, but he was definitely not normal.
However, Adelio didn’t back off and continued to fiddle with Yeshion’s bump.
“You were quite cute, curling up your body like a courtesan, but you’re also cute being so feisty.”
“…What?”
“Why, are you going to say ‘when did I do that’ now?”
Yeshion’s face crumpled.
Something was off.
Surely ‘Yeshion’ was a villain. What much could a priest who did all sorts of evil and died early in the story expect to encounter?
‘What did he do…’
Yeshion recalled the typical villainous acts ‘Yeshion’ from the original story had committed.
Blackmailing using Archpriest Eldis’s secret.
Checking if the saintess was truly female.
And trying to seduce the prince to execute a grand plan but failing spectacularly.
‘The prince? What was the description of the prince’s appearance?’
Yeshion furrowed his brows, recalling the prince’s description from the original work.
[Adelio Medesia.
The eldest prince of the Medesia Empire, he had surpassed numerous brothers to sit as the crown prince.
His flamboyantly golden hair caught different hues depending on the light, and his red eyes, as intense as burning embers, resembled those of a beast.
His face was beautiful, capturing the gaze of many at a glance.]
“…Blonde. And red eyes.”
Yeshion swallowed dryly and stealthily glanced at the man before him. Then, he couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Eh… surely not.”
“What do you mean, ‘surely not’?”
The man’s hair, even in the dimly lit room, was an unmistakably flamboyant golden color.
His eyes, too, were a striking red, as vivid as described in the novel.
…Eh, surely not.
“Prince…?”
