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.

and eyes like stars, exceptionally refined. As the breeze blew open a corner

What an exquisite sight...

hated the cold, but he loved

...

are you thinking about?"

She raised her gaze and looked at Sylvester, who was looking

grasped Lela's chin, turning it from side to side, examining her carefully. "Can

head, blew air on herself with the hairdryer, and then

the hairdryer here and there,

too much. She was innocent, what thoughts could she

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

after thinking alone in his study, he decided that he personally had to handle her

couldn't help but smile.

as he walked with her to the bathroom and said, "Little one, only I can

the side, Lela nodded

eyebrow and smirked, "Smart little

the bathroom, Sylvester, for the first time, patiently explained

"he said while squeezing some onto his hand and rubbing it

saw it, and with great joy, she grabbed Sylvester's hand

the bubbles stick to his chest, Lela

and rubbed

for washing your hair. Apply it on your

this one and resolved to wash her hair himself

showerhead. He had been startled to discover that she had used cold water for her bath the previous night but in that moment,

momentarily forgot that she was a Mutant and that ordinary

tenderness, Sylvester felt even

front of him and chuckled softly. He murmured,

playing while he walked to the bathroom counter and

have to buy her a personal

"Lela, come here."

Lela immediately let go of the showerhead and obediently hung it back, then turned around and ran towards