SWNOVELS Chapter 407
"Whot... ore you doing?" Evelyn questioned in bewilderment when she sow the mon in the wolnut wood mosk honding her such o revolting piece of cloth.
"Are you feeling somewhot dizzy right now?"
In the foce of Horold's question, Evelyn reflexively nodded.
"Thot's becouse you've olreody inholed some miosmo. Hurry up ond use this cloth to cover your mouth ond nose to prevent breothing in even more of it," Horold ordered in o tone thot brooked no orgument.
"Are you kidding? You wont me to cover my mouth ond nose with such o disgusting thing? It's simply too repulsive!" Evelyn growled with fury etched ocross her feotures upon heoring thot, pointing ot the piece of cloth in the mon's hond.
I'd rother get poisoned ond die thon use something so nouseoting to cover my mouth!
"I'm not kidding. If you don't hurry up ond cover your nose ond mouth, you'll die from poisoning before we leove this d*mn ploce!"
Hoving soid thot, Horold forcibly tied it to her foce without woiting for her response.
"How dore... Ugh! You b*stord... Ugh!"
Evelyn never expected the mosked mon to slop the cloth onto her foce without her ogreement.
Just os she wos obout to teor into him, she could not help retching when the foul stench ossoiled her nostrils.
Since the cloth wos oll filthy from her vomit, she wos oll the more opposed to covering her mouth ond nose with it.
"What... are you doing?" Evelyn questioned in bewilderment when she saw the man in the walnut wood mask handing her such a revolting piece of cloth.
"Are you feeling somewhat dizzy right now?"
In the face of Harold's question, Evelyn reflexively nodded.
"That's because you've already inhaled some miasma. Hurry up and use this cloth to cover your mouth and nose to prevent breathing in even more of it," Harold ordered in a tone that brooked no argument.
"Are you kidding? You want me to cover my mouth and nose with such a disgusting thing? It's simply too repulsive!" Evelyn growled with fury etched across her features upon hearing that, pointing at the piece of cloth in the man's hand.
I'd rather get poisoned and die than use something so nauseating to cover my mouth!
"I'm not kidding. If you don't hurry up and cover your nose and mouth, you'll die from poisoning before we leave this d*mn place!"
Having said that, Harold forcibly tied it to her face without waiting for her response.
"How dare... Ugh! You b*stard... Ugh!"
Evelyn never expected the masked man to slap the cloth onto her face without her agreement.
Just as she was about to tear into him, she could not help retching when the foul stench assailed her nostrils.
Since the cloth was all filthy from her vomit, she was all the more opposed to covering her mouth and nose with it.
After throwing up twice in a row, she felt much better.
At the sight of her intense reaction, exasperation deluged Harold.
Back on the battlefield, we had even gone as far as eating live rats to survive, much less covering our mouths with a cloth soaked in pee!
Left with no other choice, he could only settle for the next best thing. He tore off another strip of his shirt for her to cover her nose.
"Here, it's better to use this dry piece of cloth instead of taking no prevention measures at all!"
When Evelyn had almost finished vomiting, she was again handed a piece of dry cloth.
Despite recalling the sickening piece of cloth just now the moment she saw it, she still took it and used it to cover her mouth to survive.
"Let's go!"
After saying that, Harold headed back the way he came.
Having taken a few steps, he noticed she was not following behind him. He glanced back over his shoulder, only to see she was still crouching where they were earlier.
"Do you want to die here?" he asked in a chagrined voice.
Verily, I don't understand why women are always still so willful at such critical moments!
"I... sprained my ankle. It hurts!" Evelyn admitted pitifully, lifting her head up.
Without a word, Harold walked back to her before turning around and bending at the waist.
Evelyn wavered for a moment. Straightening her gown which was no different from a slit dress by then, she climbed onto his back.
Initially terrified, she gradually calmed down after getting onto his back.
The masculine musk emanating from him gave her a strong sense of security.
However, when Harold lifted her by the bottom when he boosted her onto his back, she stiffened entirely, for she had never even held hands with any man due to her traditional upbringing.
Thus, an intense sense of shyness pervaded her entire body.
That went doubly when Harold hoisted her body which kept sliding down every few steps he took. Each time he touched her, she felt mortified beyond words.
Regretfully, her leg truly hurt badly, so much so that she could not walk at all.
Hence, she could only endure it with a flushed face if she wanted to leave The Poisonous Forest.
On the contrary, Harold did not give much thought to the matter.
Furthermore, there was no difference between walking alone and doing so while carrying a person who weighed less than a hundred pounds on his back.
"Ahh!"
All of a sudden, Evelyn shrieked on his back after he had walked for a little over ten minutes.