My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 156: Pure Snow

I... just want to be loved.

I... just want to have relatives.

I... am just craving love.

I... just want to love... love... love... love... love... love... love... but why!

Why! Loved me so much when I had GEASS, but hated me so much when I didn't have GEASS? Why, why? You love me, don't you?

Turns out Geass is a liar...

It's just a deception, a self-deception... Everyone has been deceived, not by me, or by Geass, I have also been deceived by him! Everybody should hate geass! Why... why is everyone looking at me so hateful...

What did they call me?

Witches? Immortal witch? Speaking of which... it looks like they hit me hard... with the bottom of the pan... it hurts, it hurts...

But... it hurts... it really hurts... why hit me?

They tied me up, they killed me...

Heart, pierced, blood gushing out of the trachea, running down the nose and mouth, it hurts so much... but I don't know why, the moment I lose consciousness, the wound... no, it should be death... all gone from me.

I stood up in their frightened eyes, trying to kill me like crazy, drowning... beheading... stopping my waist... separating my five horses...

I... can't die.

Because that woman gave me the curse!

Me, not loved by all, not accommodated by all, they hate me, curse me, spit on me... they... want to kill me.

Fire...

The most horrible criminal law.

The pain of burning alive, even crying for three days and three nights, no one can stand the pain... and my immortality... will burn to ashes... life, is that it?

I watched the fire smoke, as if to smoke the sky black, suddenly I had a little regret for playing with the GEASS that I used to have feelings for everyone... I wish I hadn't played with everyone so wildly...

Tears crossed the nose beam into the lips, it was salty and astringent. I always thought I wouldn't cry anymore after I had GEASS...

Me, or the humans?

Closed my eyes and I waited for the last time.

Noisy, suddenly lost my voice, I didn't open my eyes, I just waited quietly, waiting for death, waiting for the end.

And then I was put down. What is this? A new way of dying? I can't help but mock myself inside, I know I'm not qualified to mock others, I'm ashamed to play with others' feelings.

“Hey, girl, girl, how you doing?” I was touched over and over, and I couldn't help but be shy, so-called loved, just a puppet who obeyed me completely. I was hungry and felt that bread and steak were loved, so someone would always show up in front of me and pull me into his house to give me bread and steak.

If I think of you as clowns, then they become clowns, brominated to satisfy my “loved," like a puppeteer, and if I don't give myself up, no one can force me to make love.

So, he hasn't married yet, even if someone came to confess, it's as if it was a product of GEASS. I slowly lost consciousness of love.

The man's voice was gentle and his hands soft, and I couldn't help but open my eyes and look at him when he gently untied my clothes.

He is a very handsome man with a surprising smell of sunshine despite his very good temperament. His eyebrows did not have a rigorous killing breath, nor did he have a high level of arrogance. Some were just mild and... warm.

His eyes were turquoise, like cats, and suddenly he felt so beautiful... much prettier than my amber eyes... a lot...

When he saw me, he stopped knowing my clothes, but his fingers started poking at me... it was itchy and numb, and I had heard the nun who had given me the eternal curse say that it seemed like a way to judge the bones that had been lost... he was amazing.

He poked me and asked with a concerned look on his face, "Are you all right? ”

Does he love me, too? I want to be loved by him?

I suddenly reacted, I don't have GEASS anymore... all I have is an eternal curse...

I made a slight noise out of my nose, so weak that I couldn't even hear myself.

“Fine,” he gently loosened me, gently wiping away the stains on my face: "Your body isn't hurting too much, can you stand up? ”

I was slowly held up by him, and for the first time I got "free”.

I couldn't help but step back and hide behind him as I looked at the squeaky faces below.

He is not tall, he is not brisk, he feels a little "weak and windy” in the reflection of the sun, but he seems to be the safest fortress in the world... it doesn't scare me anymore.

The people below are still screaming.

The witch must burn, she will bring disaster to the town, I must die, otherwise the world will be ruined...

Something like that.

I couldn't see his expression, I was afraid he would be persuaded by their face, so I grabbed him quietly, just begged him from the bottom of my heart not to give up on me... without GEASS I... no one loved me...

“Kill twenty people.” His words are still gentle, but I don't understand.

Because the next platoon was stopped, people in angry towns fell into the bloodbath, the people who stopped them were very powerful, all wrapped up in iron, just a flash of light, and people fell into the bloodbath.

I seemed to see killing for the first time, when it didn't feel too great, maybe I was used to it... getting killed or something.

I suddenly understood what love meant because without GEASS, this time I felt love clearly... this man... I loved him because I didn't know him, and he had no reservations.

He suddenly turned back and smiled at me, like the sun behind him: "Hey, everyone's got a kid. What's your name? ”

I looked him in the eye and suddenly there was an impulse to tell him his name urgently.

“Catilin_Candida," I whispered softly.

“Pure white snow...? That's a nice name.” When I heard what he said, I suddenly jumped the whole person.

PS: The first time such a girl angle... shame ~

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