Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Experience of Death

It was better for Khrista to not know what to do, all her qiē, what she knew and didn't know, were all spoken by Nightshade, and his words were like a knife, peeling off the shell of her name Khrista little by little, revealing her essence.

It is true that she is the illegitimate daughter of the aristocrat Rhodes Reis and the barmaid as Nightfall claims, but this is a truth that cannot be disclosed, she can't even live as Heatria, and instead has an identity called Hrista and becomes a different person, but now her disguise has been ruthlessly removed by Nightfall.

She even learns that her father, Rod Reis, is not an ordinary nobleman, but the supreme ruler of mankind. She is not an ordinary person, and she actually has the blood of the king flowing in her body, and even she doesn't know these things.

"Yes...... I'm not Khrista, I'm Heatria, an unwanted, lonely and empty being. As if giving up on himself, Hrista finally took off his disguise, and his face no longer had the smile as warm as the sun, his originally beautiful and soft face became cold and indifferent, the darkness in his eyes seemed to be awakened, it seemed empty and lonely, and his voice revealed a kind of indifference to all things and indifference, like the frost in the cold winter.

But what's the use? The king you need should be a gentle, kind and considerate person like Herlista, who will definitely be accepted by the people, but I am not that kind of person, Herista is just the personality that I created according to the books I saw when I was a child, the real me, Heatria, is a person who has not been needed since she was a child, is not expected by anyone, and even she herself has never looked forward to her future, as you said, she is bent on death. ”

"Huh." Khrista smiled self-deprecatingly, "If it were Herrista, she would be sad for the death of others, worried about the injuries of others, would help others, and would be a person who loves others, but I, but Heatria, will not, she will not feel sad for anything or people, she will not care about the survival of mankind, nothing in the world has anything to do with her, such an empty and indifferent person, do you really dare to make her a king?" ”

"Why not?" To Hrista's surprise, Nightshade replied without hesitation as soon as she finished speaking.

"Why?" Hrista couldn't believe it, "I'm a person who doesn't be needed by anyone, doesn't care about anyone, I joined the Survey Corps just to die, I'm a person who wants to die, why do you want me to be king?" ”

"Hmm." Nightshade nodded, "Indeed, as you said, I don't think there is much I can do about a person who is bent on death, but I said ......"

Nightshade took two steps, and Christa subconsciously took two steps back, but Nightshade pressed her shoulder, her eyes fixed on her blue eyes, and her own eyes gradually began to turn scarlet.

"You...... Do you really want to die? Why can't I see your determination to die, if you die, hang yourself, jump off a cliff, take poison, and cut your wrists. There are so many ways to die, why do you still live until now, if you want to die, you have countless opportunities to die in the past few years, but you survived, do you really want to die? The blood pupils slowly emitted a faint red light, and as he stared into the eyes of the night dead, Herista seemed to be seen through his heart.

"Why, you have to live for others, if you want, you can find a lot of reasons to be needed, a moment of pain can not represent forever, you who live in the pain of the past, can you no longer see the people around you who care about you?" Nightshade suddenly carried the girl on her shoulders, and her blood-red wings suddenly stretched out behind her back.

"What are you going to do?" Hrista suddenly had a sense of foreboding, especially when Nightshade's wings spread, as if she had guessed what Nightshade was doing.

Nightshade ignored the weak flapping of the girl on her body, flapped her wings behind her back, and flew out of the window with Herista, and in an instant she was already some distance away from the castle.

"I've always thought that it's better to let the other party experience it for yourself than verbal persuasion, and now let me see your determination!" Nightfall instantly flew into the sky, stopping about seventy or eighty meters above the ground, holding Hrysta's waist with both hands, letting it hang in the air.

The cold wind was blowing on the two of them, and Hrista couldn't open her eyes, she subconsciously reached out and grabbed Nightshade's clothes, for fear that she would fall, and squinted her eyes to see the moon in front of her suspended in the air, in the moonlight she could only see Nightshade's pair of cold red eyes, he was looking at her indifferently.

"Sue me, do you really want to die?" In the night wind, the voice of the night death seemed a little erratic, but the eyes were fixed on the Harysta in his hand.

"Woo, I'm ......" Being stared at by the Nightshade like that, Hrista couldn't help but feel aggrieved and angry in her heart, although the feeling of hanging in the air scared her, and her body that seemed to be shaking because of the strong wind made her face pale, but she still said hardly, "I ...... Think...... Go...... Die! ”

"Yes......" Nightshade lowered his head, the cold wind blowing his hair and constantly flying, and a pair of bloody pupils loomed under his hair.

"Well, let's die once!" Nightshade threw the girl out.

A strong wind blew through Nightshade's clothes, and the petite girl began to fall at breakneck speed.

"Ahh Hrista subconsciously let out a scream, she never expected that Nightfall would actually throw her out of the air, he also thought that Nightshade was just scaring her, the howling wind blew across her face, and below was a glade, which was where they had trained during the day, and the hard ground was already clearly visible.

Falling at this height, she has no chance of surviving without a three-dimensional motorized device...... And there was no chance that anyone would have had time to save her.

What to do...... I'm going to die...... It's really going to die!

Suddenly thinking of this, the girl's heart was suddenly filled with fear, she was bent on death, but she never faced death, when she was really about to witness her own death, she found that she didn't want to die! Death turned out to be so horrible that it was so terrifying that it could not be described in words...... Cold, shivering, fearful, lonely, helpless...... and that trace of nostalgia for life.

Suddenly in front of Herlista's eyes appeared the people who had spent three years together...... Sasha, Connie, Ymir, Reiner, Berthold, Arnie, Mikasa, Jean, Allen, Ermin, and ...... A pair of blood pupils suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, as well as ...... Nightfall. Really, why be hard-mouthed, never see them again......

I don't want to die, I don't want to die!

The girl let out a silent cry in her heart, and closed her eyes in despair.

"Whew~" A familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and then Khrista only felt his body shake, but the imaginary pain and death did not come.

She opened her eyes gently, and saw the face of the night dead, a pair of bloody wings flapping, and flew into the sky again with her in the posture of a princess.

"Girl, do you want to experience the feeling of bungee jumping?" Nightshade had a gentle smile on her face, her dark eyes staring at Hrista's panicked face, so she probably didn't have that kind of thought.

"Wow~ Woo woo ......" Nightfall's words seemed to wake up the stunned Khrista, only to see the expression on her face instantly collapsed, like a little girl buried her head in Nightshade's arms and cried loudly.