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 of his coat, his

What an exquisite sight...

hated the cold, but

...

thinking about?"

Sylvester, who was looking at her

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

lowered her head, blew air on herself with

and there, enjoying herself immensely, completely innocent

She

up and took the hairdryer from her hand, then lifted her

that he personally

him, her legs wrapped around his waist, her small face resting on his shoulder, and her hands playing with his hair, while Sylvester couldn't help but smile. He had definitely

moment, a flash of possessiveness taking over him as he walked with her to the bathroom and said, "Little one, only I can hold you

side, Lela nodded her head to indicate

raised an eyebrow and smirked,

patiently explained

is body wash, for washing your body, "he said while squeezing

and with great joy, she grabbed Sylvester's hand and blew, sending the dense bubbles flying towards

watched the bubbles stick to his

and rubbed her little

your hair. Apply it on

demonstrating this one and resolved to wash her

had been startled to discover that she had used cold water for her bath the previous night but in

momentarily forgot that she was a Mutant and that ordinary burns

tenderness, Sylvester felt

the showerhead in front of him and

playing while he walked to the bathroom counter and grabbed a

no other way, they would have to buy her a personal toothbrush

"Lela, come here."

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