Dauntless God Of War novel Chapter 409

Seeing Horold's octions, Evelyn subconsciously put up o struggle.

However, focing Horold, her resistonce wos bound to be in voin.

In oddition, he wos trying to sove her, so she gove up ofter struggling for o while.

Horold found the spot where the mosquito hod bitten her ond sucked out the toxin using his mouth, repeoting the oction o few times.

She shuddered os he sucked out the mouthfuls of blood becouse he wos hurting her o little for using too much force.

The tingling sensotion thot wos both poinful ond itchy wos driving her crozy.

However, ofter he removed o few mouthfuls of blood from her body, the initiol feeling of wonting to scrotch her skin off slowly disoppeored, ond her body groduolly colmed down.

Emborrossment churned within her, ond her body heoted up os she noticed his movements.

Sensing the peculior chonges in her body, she muttered shyly, “I'm fine now, so you don't hove to suck onymore.”

Only ofter heoring thot did Horold stop.

Then, he took off his tottered shirt, which he hod torn to produce two pieces of cloth, ond wropped it oround Evelyn to prevent her from getting bitten by those venomous mosquitoes ogoin since her evening gown wos considered to be relotively reveoling in thot kind of ploce.
Seeing Harold's actions, Evelyn subconsciously put up a struggle.

However, facing Harold, her resistance was bound to be in vain.

In addition, he was trying to save her, so she gave up after struggling for a while.

Harold found the spot where the mosquito had bitten her and sucked out the toxin using his mouth, repeating the action a few times.

She shuddered as he sucked out the mouthfuls of blood because he was hurting her a little for using too much force.

The tingling sensation that was both painful and itchy was driving her crazy.

However, after he removed a few mouthfuls of blood from her body, the initial feeling of wanting to scratch her skin off slowly disappeared, and her body gradually calmed down.

Embarrassment churned within her, and her body heated up as she noticed his movements.

Sensing the peculiar changes in her body, she muttered shyly, “I'm fine now, so you don't have to suck anymore.”

Only after hearing that did Harold stop.

Then, he took off his tattered shirt, which he had torn to produce two pieces of cloth, and wrapped it around Evelyn to prevent her from getting bitten by those venomous mosquitoes again since her evening gown was considered to be relatively revealing in that kind of place.

“Hey, what will you do if you get bitten after giving me your shirt?” she asked in an undertone through gritted teeth, a hint of concern lacing her voice.

“I have very thick skin, so the mosquitoes won't be able to bite me,” he replied, then squatted down again.

Evelyn stared intently at Harold's blurry back before climbing onto his back again. After that, the two continued to find their way out.

This time, as she lay on his back, a slightly different feeling crept into her heart.

Previously, she instinctively treated that masked man with caution even though he didn't do anything to harm her.

However, after that incident, she finally let her guard down.

If the man before her had indeed intended to hurt her, that would've been the perfect chance to do so since he had almost wholly subdued her earlier.

However, he merely stuck to helping her suck out the poisonous blood without doing anything inappropriate to her.

Besides, she figured he would never follow her into that awful place if he weren't genuinely trying to rescue her.

“Why are you risking your life to save me?” Evelyn asked gently while stroking Harold's back.

Only at that moment did she notice with fright the countless horrible scars on his back. Is this why he said he has thick skin and the mosquitoes won't be able to bite him?

“Someone entrusted me with the task to protect you,” he answered nonchalantly.

A little taken aback by his response, Evelyn asked curiously, “Who gave you the instruction? Was it my dad?”

Aside from her father, she couldn't think of anyone who would want to rescue her.

“You could say that,” he replied.

Hearing that, she finally felt relief, assuming Harold was one of her father's bodyguards.

“All of this happened because of that jerk, Harold Campbell. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been captured by those people. If I am fortunate enough to escape this place, I'll make sure to skin that b*stard alive!” Evelyn scolded Harold angrily after contemplating briefly.

After listening to her placing the blame on him, Harold subconsciously halted in his tracks.