Kuroitsuki

Xion Aijawa thought his life was finally coming together. That is, until he tried saving a cat stuck in a tree, fell into a pit, and... died

In his disoriented sate of "Freshly dead" the silly Xion accepted a strange request and ended up transmigrating into the world full of dungeons and Mana. 

He became illegitimate child of Marquis family hated by his three siblings.

According to the memory of the original owner of the body, Xion only had a month to live.

So, taking the cover of the banquet, Xion ran away. Aided by a mysterious Mall System, he makes his way to the distant borderlands, hoping to put his past behind him. 

But fate has other plans-. Xion ends up saving Darius Rael Darkhelm, the feared Archduke of the North, notorious for his ruthless and deranged nature. 

The silly Xion tried to run away but...

 Xion's heart thumped loudly as Darius effortlessly pinned his wrists using only one hand.

"I've heard you tried to run away."

Darius gently caressed Xion's pale cheek, "That must be a lie... After all, I've given you things even the royal family can't have. Isn't that right, my dear healer?" 

Xion gulped when Darius's thumb brushed his lower lip as a chilling smirk remained on his handsome face.

 "I-I think I should leave, Your Grace. I've overstayed my welcome..."

The room grew cold, and struggling Xion shivered.

 Darius's green eyes dimmed before lighting up with a dangerous glint. 

Xion felt a pit growing in his stomach when he saw the deranged archduke smile. Darius never smiled. And whenever he did, it only meant trouble.

"You're right," Darius said calmly. "So, let's get married."

Xion "...!!!!"

[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke

"I cannot take you out, but I can answer your questions. Ask me what you need to know."

Xion remained silent. A familiar warmth spread through his chest, yet it only made his body turn cold.

He had lost it all. Had he not? The last warmth...

What else was there to know? Nothing mattered anymore. Not even his life.

But… there was someone he wanted to cure. He had made a promise. And before he died, he would keep it.

"The Holy Book. Do you know where I can find it?"

Serena glanced at the silent Allen. The alchemist had been quiet.

Sir Allen, one of the best alchemists. That was how everyone knew him.

No one ever used his family name, not even on formal occasions. To everyone, he was simply Sir Allen.

Honestly, she and Allen were alike. Neither had a family. And both, in their own way, were trying to protect Xion.

Prince Nikolai or His Grace, Darius. Pick One