I Just Wanted to Avoid Death - Chapter 9
Eldis opened the door to the underground dungeon with an incredulous expression.
“When did you act like a wild beast, and when did you start to seem quite human, Your Highness? I thought you said you wouldn’t regain his senses for about a month.”
Eldis spoke as he walked into the darkness.
It seemed he had been bound by chains at the wrists. Whether he had broken them with his strength or not, the walls were cracked, and the chains lay on the floor as if they were mere rags.
Observing this, Eldis lifted his head to gaze further into the darkness. His eyes, filled with divine power, glowed golden, enabling him to see whatever lay beyond the darkness, no matter how obscure.
“He has harmed a priest.”
The man referred to as ‘Your Highness’ was cradling a small figure in his arms.
The unmistakable bite marks inflicted by him.
As blood leaked from those marks, Adelio, the man, spoke urgently while pressing his large hand over the wound,
“Heal him.”
Eldis scoffed. The sight of Adelio holding Yeshion as if he were something precious was utterly ludicrous to him.
“Is he dead?”
“He’s still alive.”
Eldis clicked his tongue internally. If Adelio had bitten him to death, he could have shifted all the blame onto him.
Eldis looked at Yeshion in Adelio’s arms.
Pale complexion and bloodless lips. Blood streamed from his chin, smeared from what happened before being bitten.
Yet, the look in Eldis’s eyes as he observed Yeshion was chillingly cold.
“I do not heal priests.”
“…What?”
“Especially not a priest with many sins, as it’s forbidden in the temple.”
It was clear that Yeshion’s compliance to come to the underground dungeon was not to serve his sentence but to create a point of contact with Adelio, although it had turned out differently than expected.
After all, it was he who had willingly walked into danger; Eldis had no obligation to heal Yeshion.
“But how did you regain your senses so quickly?”
“…..”
“You didn’t, by any chance, have an encounter with Priest Yeshion, did you?”
At Eldis’s question, Adelio silently looked at the figure in his arms.
Even until he fainted, he remembered trembling with fear. He couldn’t suppress his body and impulses, but his memories remained intact.
“I intended to.”
“…..”
“I’ve wanted to try it with him before.”
From the moment he sensed someone had entered the jail, he was overwhelmed with the urge to rush in.
At the sight of his face, his heart beat wildly. He wanted to see his pretty face tear-stained, flushed, and panting.
He wanted to bite into the tender flesh that peeked through his lips, to spread his legs and invade inside, that thought filled his mind.
That was the ‘curse’ Adelio had received.
However, the moment he bit into that flesh, the situation completely changed. His uncontrollable body quickly recovered, and he was able to grasp the thread of reason again.
“He healed me.”
Adelio’s words made Eldis’s face contort. It seemed Yeshion had picked up some cheap tricks somewhere to deceive others.
“It’s not good to get involved with such a person. He can’t even perform his duties as a priest properly. To say that he healed His Highness would be less accurate than simply saying this time he recovered quickly.”
Despite Eldis’s firm words, Adelio did not listen.
He knew his body’s condition best. The sudden cessation of the curse and the return of his senses were indeed due to this priest.
“Whatever the reason, I don’t know, but it would be good if you could treat his body.”
“Did it pique your interest?”
“It’s natural to be drawn to someone who resolves an issue you couldn’t handle.”
Adelio’s words made Eldis cluck his tongue.
How many had been deceived by that innocent face? Eventually, the prince too would soon come rushing to the temple, spouting nonsense like ‘Kill that damn priest.’
“Do not regret it later.”
“What regret are you talking about?”
“What regrets would there be for someone who gets involved with trash?”
Calling Yeshion trash, Adelio instead seemed more intrigued.
“Have you ever heard of the saying ‘birds of a feather’?”
“…..”
“Trash and trash, right… Seems like a perfect match.”
Adelio gestured between himself and Yeshion.
Indeed, perfectly matching the empire’s second most frivolous man and the trash priest, Yeshion.
“Yes, you match one another very well.”
Eldis replied with an uninterested expression.
