Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 220 Lela Fed Sylvester the Medicine

Mildred suddenly remembered the bloody scene he had seen before. He quickly waved his hand. "No... No need," he replied.

After gathering some herbs, Lela and Mildred returned along the same path.

Lela's sharp eyes suddenly spotted something, and she quickly grabbed Mildred, who had no idea what had happened. Mildred took a few steps back. Mildred looked confused. "What is wrong?" he asked.

Lela glanced at Mildred, who still hadn't reacted, and pointed towards the concealed snare trap in the grass. She sighed softly, "I told you that there are many traps here. Be careful."

Mildred looked in the direction pointed by Lela and twitched his lips. "If I get caught in that, my legs would be ruined. Who would be so cruel to put these outdated weapons here?" he asked. Lela shook her head and didn't want to talk to him.

She wondered if Mildred was the dumbest of his five brothers. She even thought that was the reason why Sylvester took Mildred with him. It could be a form of protection.

She had spent enough time by Sylvester's side, so she knew him well.

People often said that Sylvester was decisive, cruel, and aggressive, but if that was true, why were Mildred and the others so loyal to him?

Perhaps it was because Sylvester had a soft spot for his people.

Sylvester finally felt relieved when he saw Lela returning.

As soon as Lela approached him, Sylvester pulled her into his arms. He was usually strong, but now he was more like a weak man. "If you ever leave me alone like this again, I'll..." he said, tears welling up in his eyes. Lela couldn't help but greedily enjoy the coolness emanating from him. She sniffed and said, "Or else, what will you do?"

Sylvester buried his face in her neck and threatened her, saying, "If you do it again, I'll punish you for days and nights after I recover."

Lela was speechless.

She thought, 'He is still thinking about it.'

Looking at Lela's blushing face, Trenton thought, 'Mr. Gomez, you have really changed.'

Lela ignored Sylvester, released Sylvester, and took the herbs from Mildred's hand. She handed them to Sylvester, saying, "Chew it with your mouth and swallow the juice."

Actually, this method had little effect, but they had no other options now. They were in danger, so they could only make a simple, temporary medicine.

It was better than nothing.

Sylvester grew up in a rich family, too, but he was different from those who were pampered when they were young.

But even when he was ten years old and in a miserable state, he had never eaten herbs with traces of dirt.

In addition, he had a fetish for cleanliness. Looking at the herbs in Lela's hand, he furrowed his brow and said, "Honey, can I not eat this?"

Lela glanced down at the herbs in her hand. She realized that the herbs would only be very effective after being cooked or processed, but what if she combined them with her own blood?

Although her blood couldn't heal Sylvester's wounds, it served as a source of energy.

Without much hesitation, Lela put the herbs in her mouth.

The taste was terrible.

Lela wrinkled her beautiful brows as she chewed the herbs. At the same time, she bit her tongue, mixing the herb juice with her own blood.

Sylvester's amber eyes flickered with a strange light when he saw that. Just as he was shocked, Lela raised her hand and pinched Sylvester's chin. She then opened his mouth. She leaned down and kissed him, allowing the herbal juice to pass into his mouth...

The first thing Sylvester tasted was bitterness, followed by the unique taste of Lela's blood...

Sylvester wanted to push Lela away, but Lela suddenly opened her eyes. Her eyes carried a warning as if to say, "This is my blood, and you'd better not waste it."

Sylvester immediately stopped, even entranced by the sensation...

Under Silvercrest, amidst the dense mountain jungle, Lela knelt in front of the man's body. Her slender fingers lifted the handsome man's chin. Their lips touched, creating a delicate and fragile beauty...