Grey added that it felt unpleasant for Raha to collapse in front of him again, and argued there was no need to use such a foolish, exhausting method when contact treatment was so easy.
Blizan let out a small, mocking laugh.
“Isn’t it because you turn so pale and disgusted whenever a hand touches you that Raha came up with such a method?”
“You’re talking as if you weren’t the same.”
“Anyway, it’s what you wanted, so what’s the problem with doing what you want?”
“I don’t want to see him collapse in front of me ever again, so I will also just take the contact treatment.”
Grey rejected the non-contact treatment quite firmly.
Blizan told him he didn’t need to refuse and should change his mind.
“I’ll personally look into a way for Raha to perform non-contact treatment without collapsing. So…”
“I said I’ll take it the original way.”
“I’m saying you don’t have to.”
“I’m the one involved, and I’m saying I will!”
Watching Blizan and Grey bicker, Raha wondered if what he was seeing was real.
It was a situation where they should have been fighting to get the non-contact treatment, yet here they were, both refusing to give up the contact treatment.
From Raha’s perspective, it felt surreal.
“Just do the non-contact.”
“Why don’t you do it then?”
“I didn’t know the Duke had such a bad habit of being so indecisive.”
“And His Highness has a bad habit of being pushy.”
Raha, who had been staring blankly at them, felt like this chaotic conversation would never end.
He pressed his throbbing temples and spoke.
“Um, both of you.”
The two men stopped talking instantly and turned to look at him.
Raha spoke calmly to the two pairs of eyes fixed on him.
“Treatment is my jurisdiction, so I will handle it myself. If the two of you have something to discuss, please go outside. This is my bedroom.”
At his words, Blizan finally seemed to realize he was in Raha’s bedroom and glanced around.
Grey cleared his throat awkwardly and looked at Raha.
“I only waited until you woke up because you collapsed in front of me.”
“So this is your bedroom.”
Blizan cut in, remarking that it seemed too cramped for the only High Priest of the Empire.
“The Great Temple isn’t as vast as the Imperial Palace, but I know this is the best place among the priests’ quarters.”
Grey, who had been using formal titles during their argument, reverted back to their casual friendship and told Blizan.
Blizan hummed in thought for a moment, then quirked an eyebrow and spoke to Raha.
“Will you come to the Palace?”
“What?”
“Excuse me?”
At Blizan’s sudden suggestion, Grey and Raha’s eyes widened once more.
Blizan simply shrugged at them.
“Just because you’re the High Priest doesn’t mean you have to live at the Great Temple, right?”
Raha’s face twisted in disbelief.
‘What kind of nonsense is this now…?’
“I’ll prepare a space for you to stay in the Crown Prince’s Palace.”
“No, why?”
“No, why?”
Grey and Raha asked simultaneously.
They glanced at each other for asking the same thing, then turned their gaze back to Blizan.
“What do you mean ‘why’? You were the one who asked me to make a room for you in the Palace.”
“How long ago was that conversation?”
“And you didn’t make it back then. So why now?”
As Grey interjected accusingly, Blizan raised an eyebrow and asked Grey if he was bored.
“Isn’t it time for you to return to the Duke’s estate?”
“Wednesday is my day with the High Priest, so you’re the one who should be leaving.”
“The treatment is over, so your time is up.”
“The treatment is over, but unfortunately, he collapsed in front of me. I have some things to discuss with the High Priest regarding that.”
Having finished his piece, Grey looked at Raha and asked, “Isn’t that right?”
Blizan looked at Grey with a dissatisfied expression.
“Since when did you care about Raha?”
“Since when did you care about the High Priest like this?”
Grey asked with a face that said he couldn’t understand.
Blizan couldn’t answer and just looked at Raha.
It had been since the day before yesterday.
This dazzling blonde hair and pale face simply wouldn’t leave his mind.
At first, he felt curious because the vibe was so different from before.
Then, he became intrigued as to how someone could act like a completely different person in an instant.
And after that, Raha’s face and actions began to build a house in his mind.
Even while trying to sleep, and even after waking up the next day, thoughts of Raha refused to leave.
Eventually, he even thought about contacting him or finding out what he was doing.
And this morning… as soon as he received the report that Raha had collapsed, he rushed to the Great Temple without a second thought.
‘Come to think of it…’
Blizan stared intently at Raha.
The boldness of the young High Priest, who used to say he was dying of love and even tried to force a kiss, had been excessive and nothing short of unpleasant.
He hadn’t cared at all whether the boy liked him or not, and had even hoped that interest would move on to someone else.
But now that Raha said he no longer liked him, all of Blizan’s attention was shifting toward him with terrifying intensity.
“To the point that I want to take him to the Imperial Palace just to keep him within my sight.”
Blizan himself didn’t know if this feeling stemmed from displeasure that someone who used to look only at him now liked someone else, or if it was pure interest in a Raha who had become a different person—one who piqued his curiosity.
‘But one thing is certain. From now on, it’s better for Raha to treat the other elementalists without touch, just like today.’
Of course, since Edrion would also be taking over the treatment of the elementalists soon, he could simply keep Raha as his own exclusive healer.
‘Yes. If I take him to the Imperial Palace like this and have him naturally treat only my rampage suppression…’
“For now, let’s go to the Imperial Palace,” Blizan said, looking at Raha.
Raha and Grey stared at him again with expressions of utter disbelief.
“Rather than me coming to the Great Temple every time, if you come to the Imperial Palace, you can live more freely in a larger and more comfortable environment than here…”
“Then we would have to visit the Imperial Palace?”
Grey frowned, pointing out how inconvenient that would be for himself, the Marquis, the Margrave, and the Grand Duke.
Blizan replied to Grey as if there was no need for that.
“Young Master Edrion will be appointed as a High Priest soon. You guys can just come to the Great Temple and receive treatment from him as you do now.”
“What? So what you’re saying now is that you’ll keep the High Priest as your exclusive healer.”
“You have Young Master Edrion, so it shouldn’t be much of a problem, should it? After all, you all hated Raha anyway.”
Raha’s eyes grew so large they felt like they would pop out.
Not only was this entirely absent from the original story, but it was unbelievable that the words “keeping him as an exclusive healer” came from Blizan’s mouth of all people.
“Didn’t you hate him too?”
“Your Highness, didn’t you hate me?”
As if Grey was thinking the exact same thing as Raha, the two of them asked Blizan the same question simultaneously.
At that, Blizan looked at Raha and spoke firmly.
“I hated the person you were before.”
‘Before’ would have been the period when the original Raha was excessively hitting on Blizan.
‘So, because I’m not hitting on him anymore, he doesn’t hate me—is that it?’
No matter how much he thought about it, he wondered if a person could change this much over something like that.
‘You hated me that much until now, and yet you’re trying to keep me by your side just because of one sentence saying I won’t hit on you anymore?’
It was hard to understand.
