Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 15 An Exquisite Sight in the Snow

Five years ago, when she was just thirteen years old, at the border of Klievoria and Pliar, the woman now called Lela fell from a high mountain while escaping a den of demons. Falling so far after undergoing months of experimentation, she once again experienced excruciating pain.

Over half of her ribs had been fractured during the fall. One was misaligned and pierced her lung. Her left wrist suffered a comminuted fracture, her right leg a bone fissure, her pelvis a comminuted fracture, and her abdomen was punctured by a hard stone, creating a fist-sized hole where one could vaguely see soft red intestines, bleeding... Covered in blood from head to toe...

Even with her self-healing ability reaching abnormal levels, at that moment, she clearly sensed the approach of death.

She was certain she couldn't survive.

Anger, grief, unwillingness...

She couldn't die, with the great vendetta against her clan, an irreconcilable hatred. Moreover, she had just obtained her freedom. How could she be ready to go?

Clearly, those demons have not been punished yet but the smell of death filled the air around her.

Besides the unbearable pain, the temperature was rapidly dropping below freezing, chilling to the bone. Her blood began to solidify from the extremely low temperature, making it even harder for her wounds to heal.

The border between Klievoria and Pliar didn't normally have snow because of its low latitude but because of the tall Snow Mountain, temperatures in this specific place were extremely low.

In the valley, snow and wind floated down from the mountain, dense and white, filing her with a deep despair.

Help... help me.

Who could anyone come to her rescue? How could there be anyone passing through such a place?

Just when she was convinced she was really going to die, in her dazed state, she heard the voice of that man. "he's seriously injured, take her to the nearest hospital."

"Master Sylvester, she obviously won't survive. Besides, we have important matters to attend to in this area."

"Are you telling me how to conduct my business?"

"No, I would never dare, Master."

"Whether she can survive or not depends on her luck." His voice belied an arrogant, domineering tone, carrying a hint of coldness.

But she could sense his disdain for the rules of this world. His words, looking back now, were a form of salvation.

in the night, with fair skin, defined eyebrows and eyes like stars, exceptionally refined. As the

What an exquisite sight...

hated the cold, but he loved the

...

are you thinking about?"

at Sylvester, who was looking at her with interest.

side to side, examining her carefully. "Can a Mutant without knowledge have thoughts?

air on herself with the hairdryer, and then showed a cheerful

hairdryer here and there, enjoying herself immensely, completely

chuckled. He had thought too much. She was innocent, what thoughts

from her hand, then lifted her up, saying, "Come, I'll teach you how to

he decided that he personally

while Sylvester couldn't help but smile. He had definitely overthought it. She

a moment, a flash of possessiveness taking over him as he walked with her to the bathroom and said,

to the side, Lela nodded her head

an eyebrow and smirked, "Smart

bathroom, Sylvester, for the first time, patiently

while

hand

she watched the bubbles stick

his hand and rubbed her little

shampoo, for washing your

one and resolved to wash her hair

water for her bath the previous night but

Sylvester momentarily forgot that she was a Mutant and that ordinary burns

tenderness, Sylvester felt

looked at Lela, who was playing with the showerhead in front

the bathroom counter and

other way, they would have to buy her a personal toothbrush

"Lela, come here."

showerhead and obediently