Chapter 1210

He asked her again, “Are you alright? Do you have any injuries?”

Neera shook her head. “No, I’m fine.”

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When she fell from the cliff, Darcel protected her well. Besides a few scratches and abrasions, she wasn’t seriously

hurt.

However, Darcel himself was not doing well as he had focused on protecting her.

When Neera saw his usual expression just now, she felt relieved that he was okay.

But now, upon closer inspection, she noticed that his entire body was covered in scrapes and bloodstains. His clothes were mostly dyed red with blood, a sight that was truly shocking.

“Are you okay? How did you get hurt so badly…”

Guilt filled Neera’s heart as she thought about how he only became like this after he protected her. Her eyes reddened at the mere thought of it.

Seeing her tears, Darcel immediately propped himself up.

“Don’t worry, these are just superficial wounds. They may look terrifying, but they’re not serious.”

He deliberately downplayed his injuries, hoping to reassure her.

“But I find it hard to believe,” Neera said skeptically. “You fell from such a height, landed directly on the ground, and got all bruised and battered. You’ve bled so much, so how could it possibly be just superficial injuries? Don’t try to fool me. Give me your hand. Let me take your pulse and see.”

As she spoke, she reached out to touch his wrist.

skillfully dodged, gently refusing, “Really, there’s no need. I’m not lying to you. They’re just

aching arm,

his scars were laid bare before

the blotchy scars. Her expression was complex, as if she

of those scars were old wounds accumulated over the years. Some were cuts created by the thorns when he rolled off the cliff, and there were also traces of bumps and bruises in various shades of blue and purple, crisscrossing each other, which

in

relax now. There are no serious injuries. Don’t

with an air of nonchalance, pretending not to notice her emotional

a deep breath before

up his shirt, casually asking her, “What’s wrong?

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not know what to say.

she saw those old scars, she couldn’t quite articulate her

was surprise, there was the unexpected, there was the

suspicions were laid to rest at this

was not him.

didn’t have

expected, she was overthinking it.

right. This is Phison, after all. How could he possibly come here?

nothing.” All her doubts were swept away by the night wind. She shook her head

in his eyes, Darcel asked again, “So, are

from before. It was familiar, yet it felt appropriately distant.

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her show a flustered, helpless, worried, and scared expression.

get infected.

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