"It's better to live than to die and regret not at the beginning" He walked in her direction with a blank face, and Cill stepped back.
Cill stepped back and twisted his foot, and with a whoop.
When she looked down at her feet, he had come to a stop where she was close.
The distance between the two at the moment is almost none.
She didn't bother to hide, she looked up at him with a stubborn face, like a warrior who was not afraid of death.
He pinched her chin without mercy and forced her to look up.
He was pinching harder than the previous one, and her gaze looked directly at the ceiling, and her neck was so sore that it looked like it was about to break.
"Amount" She shook her head in pain, her hands instinctively grasping his hand and pretending to be his fingers.
"Rist, you want to die a hundred times, don't you?"
His cold, unemotional voice came from above her head, and Cill stopped playing his hand.
He curled his lips cruelly, "But I'm not going to let you die like that. ” Cill gasped and asked, "Then what kind of man do you want to be, you don't have to grind?"
"I want you to live rather than die." “” He pulled his hand back and turned to walk in the direction of his desk, and Cill stumbled back a few steps with his whole body tilted.
She covered her neck with both hands, which had been almost broken by him, and heard his voice as she lowered her head and gasped for breath.
"Go back and be your Miss Rist, and I'll give you three chances to challenge me."
"What" Cill looked up at him and saw him leaning back against the floor-to-ceiling window, his hands propped up on the pillar of glass, looking at her with a blank expression.
"Lister, if you can make me nothing in these three chances, then you will still be the noble Princess Lister in the past.
But if you lose. ” "What if you lose?"
"I'll set the punishment for every loss." “” Cill looked down and thought slowly over his words.
She hadn't fully understood what he meant, but her heart couldn't help but be excited.
She really never dreamed that this would be his punishment for her.
Flattered but unable to believe it, she raised her head and asked him, "Why are you doing this?"
She thought he was going to put her in a cage and have people whip her every day or something.
He pursed his lips, "Is there any punishment in this world than making you put all your effort into wanting to get something, and finally finding out that that thing can't be taken at all no matter what effort you try?"
“” Hearing this, Ciel finally understood what he meant.
Oh, yes.
Sometimes the psychological punishment is more painful than the physical punishment.
Especially for a person like her who doesn't like to admit defeat and has a stubborn temperament, it is no lighter than the physical punishment.
But who said she couldn't let him fall off the altar and become nothing in three chances She survived the famine in Bela with two useless women for several months, and eventually became a small landowner not only did not starve to death.
When she was captured and sent to Lithroben as a slave, she managed to escape from the place with Anisser and Diddyth, and not only that, but also married the old duchess of Lithrobben, who had the most power and wealth, and became a duchess.
After the death of the old duke, she took over the old duke's industries during his lifetime, and used her wisdom to increase the net profit of those industries several times.
Looking back on those years, she did so many things that others couldn't do, and achieved so many great achievements.
It's not that hard to push him down, is it?
She believed she could.
Absolutely Cill looked at him and said with certainty, "Okay, I promise you" oshow7 t1706231537: