Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

When Lela heard "good stuff," she instinctively glanced at Sylvester's hands, which were empty. She pouted, "You said 'good stuff,' but there's nothing there."

A neatly dressed store clerk, wearing white gloves and a mask, handed over a freshly made chocolate bar. "Your chocolate bar is ready."

Sylvester took it, holding the chocolate bar in his hand. He looked down at Lela and smiled. "Good stuff is best enjoyed at night."

Lela ignored him, grabbed his arm with both hands, and took a bite of the chocolate bar. It was so sweet and she loved it very much. Modern human civilization's food was so tasty.

In The Immortal Man, she couldn't eat anything; her bodily functions were sustained only through intravenous fluids. Unless it was for an experiment, they would only give her extremely bitter medicinal liquid.

As Lela ate, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind. 'Medicinal liquid! The extremely bitter, pitch-black medicinal liquid. That taste was from the Pliar country. Robert! It really is you, isn't it?'

Lela chewed on the chocolate bar, her hand trembling slightly, a look of pain flashing in her eyes. Sylvester noticed and immediately panicked.

He pulled Lela into his arms, gently patting her back with his large left hand, soothing her. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Lela hugged Sylvester, burying her face in his chest, and shook her head. "No, it's just that the chocolate bar is so delicious. I've never had it before." As she spoke, Lela tried to calm herself down, then pulled Sylvester's hand holding the chocolate bar down and took another bite, chewing slowly.

The two of them snuggled together, the tall and handsome man and the lively and stunning girl making a perfect match. Shoppers in the mall turned to look, casting admiring glances.

Seeing that Lela seemed fine, Sylvester stroked the back of her head, forcing her to look up at him, his eyes filled with concern. "Are you really okay?"

Lela, chewing on the chocolate bar, looked up at Sylvester, the pain in her eyes gone, her cheeks puffed out from chewing. "I just think it's so delicious. I want to eat it every day."

She loved everything beautiful and full of sunshine in this world, for those were the things she once lost. Including Sylvester, she wanted to "devour" him!

Sylvester laughed. "Is it really that tasty?" It was just a dessert.

Lela pushed Sylvester's hand. "You try it." She loved to share.

Sylvester, not fond of sweet things, frowned. "You enjoy it."

Seeing Sylvester refuse, Lela held onto his hand and took another bite of the chocolate bar. If he wouldn't eat it, she would. But in the next second, Sylvester's tongue flicked out and took the chocolate bar from her mouth. "There are plenty of chocolate bars. Why did you eat it from my mouth?" Lila was very shocked. So embarrassing! There were so many people around. After saying that, she buried her head in Sylvester's chest, her face red. Sylvester chewed on the chocolate bar, glanced down at Lela's small head, smiled mischievously, and said in a roguish tone, "It's better this way."

Passersby looked over and laughed, casting glances at the two. Lela lifted her head from Sylvester's chest, saw those unfamiliar faces, and pulled Sylvester away, running off.