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Chapter 651 The grace of not killing

The sneak attacker has a pair of eyes shrouded in haze.

Her short flaxen hair was blown by the wind, her eyebrows were long and sharp, and her facial contours were a bit more angular than when she was young.

The boy tensed his chin, and veins popped out on the back of his fisted hands.

It can be seen that he is very nervous.

"I remember that I saved you when I was a child."

Alice rubbed her ears with her fingers and tilted her head to look at Edward:

"But you keep causing trouble for me. No matter how good-tempered you are, you will get angry."

Trapped in the lightning field, Edward could do nothing but speak.

This feeling was oppressive and uncomfortable. He didn't believe that Alice would let him go. Who would let someone who wanted to kill him go?

Even though they were friends once, they are still classmates now.

But our positions are different, and we can never become companions again.

She is willing to put herself in danger to save others.

In order to survive, he must obey the adults' orders and kill Alice.

Alice at least has a choice, but he has no right to choose. He can only live in the cracks in order to survive...

As long as he can live - even if Alice is his savior, he must die.

The moment he pushed the other person off the Falling Tower, Edward's hands were trembling, and his heart was trembling too.

The adult said that as long as Alice dies in her dream, no one can stop their plan.

The adults said that if you die in this nightmare, even if you know it is a dream, you will suffer from sequelae after waking up.

Every night my head would hurt so much that it was worse than death.

But he can't make the decision for his own life.

If he shows mercy, the Lord will kill him.

Once the mission fails, Alice will not let him go.

Now he failed.

I am like a fattened cow in a slaughterhouse, ready to be slaughtered.

The butcher who holds the power of life and death is the blond girl in front of him.

"I'm afraid of death...and also afraid of the dark."

Edward lowered his gaze, not looking into Alice's eyes, "I have all the control in your hands."

"If you want to kill me, I have no choice. If you don't kill me... I won't thank you for not killing me."

The young man's hoarse voice trembled slightly, revealing his inner fear and panic.

"You can die in a dream and wake up in reality." Alice shrugged slightly, "You look very nervous."

"Even if you are afraid of death, can you really be happy serving those evil wizards?"

This sentence is like a thin and long thorn, piercing into the softest place in my heart.

Dripping with blood.

The young man suddenly lost control of his emotions. He stared at Alice fiercely, the anger and dissatisfaction in his tone was like a volcano erupting:

"Do you think everyone is like you and can choose how to live?"

"I don't have any right to choose. Isn't this ridiculous...who do you think you are!"

Edward's lips were trembling, he was hysterical, and his eyes were red:

"A snarling lion, always coming to stir things up, always making trouble, always self-righteous! He deserves to die...!"

Alice was not offended.

The girl's voice was clear and gentle, but it contained murderous intent:

"Your life is in my hands."

Edward's pupils shrank, and he was so frightened that he suddenly woke up.

"Mondrikin invited me many times to become his subordinate."

Alice's tone became cold, without any smile on her face, "I rejected them all."

When the young man heard this, he swallowed subconsciously.

"The choice is always in your hands. It's you who dare not face difficulties."

"The lives of tens of thousands of people are not worth mentioning in your eyes. In order to survive, you still blame others and say that you can't help yourself..."

"I don't want to accompany you in this self-deception drama."

Alice held the shield with one hand, stretched out her other hand and placed it on Edward's tense shoulder,
Chapter completed!
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