Giant: I, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, have no feelings

The sky was slowly dimming, the air was heavy, and the rainstorm was coming

, Armin and the others came to the auditorium in the center of the manor, escorting the group of private soldiers

, Andrei held Akama, strange to say, Akama was surprisingly close to Andre.

"It should be said that it is worthy of being a housekeeper who has worked here for more than ten years?"

Armin noticed Akama's trust in Andre and guessed to himself.

In this way, when everything is over, there should be no problem handing Akama over to Grandpa Andrei.

Grandpa Andrei lost his grandson, and Akama lost his grandfather Gold.

I think Andrei will definitely restrain Akama and slowly teach her to be a normal child.

Thinking so, Armin's mind couldn't help but recall Akama's room.

They had just passed by Akama's room.

Very clean, very

clean, white curtains, white bed, clean furniture, as Dracula promised, Akama lived the richest life.

If you can ignore the dolls that are everywhere in the room.

Thinking about the fact that the mountains of dolls in the room were originally children, Armin's stomach couldn't help but churn, and a wave of nausea rushed into his throat.

He wanted to vomit!

Staring at Akama who was humming a song with a complicated expression, Armin hesitated a little.

Even if she is a child, even if she is misguided, is she really entitled to live?

If she is allowed to live, then how should those dead children deal with themselves?

......

Trample!

There was no time to think about Akama, because the culprit of everything finally appeared.

Dracula gently stepped into the steps and looked around the audience, as if he had already noticed all this, and did not panic at all: "Is it?" Have you discovered the truth and even removed all obstacles in the manor? What a shame! In

and out of words, he did not shy away from the fact that he was the culprit.

"You fucking bastard! Scum! Murderer..."

When Eren heard this, he was furious, but halfway through the scolding, he actually got stuck.

What kind of bad, vulgar, and derogatory words must exist in this world to vent the anger of everyone present?

Endless hostility, anger, disgust, and disgust, and finally only turned into one sentence, and Mikasa slowly said coldly:

"You guy, let's die quickly!"

Shouting, Mikasa coldly drew the knife

, but someone reacted faster than Mikasa, a black shadow flashed, and Yumir smashed Dracula to the ground, his eyes faintly blood-red:

"You bastard! Hrista, where is she!?

"How rude..." Who

knew that Dracula did not panic at all, looked at the hand that grabbed his collar in disgust, and even took out the pocket watch in his arms:

"Ah, let me see what time it is?"

"You guy! Unexpectedly! Unexpectedly..." Yumir

was carried away by anger, raised her fist and smashed Dracula's damn face, but her movements full of killing intent stopped abruptly.

I saw Dracula casually facing Yumir with his pocket watch and said slowly: "Child, you know what? It's 7 p.m.

Before the few people in front of him could ask questions, Dracula raised his eyebrows and said casually:

"Ah, bad, is that so?" I seem to have forgotten to tell you.

Hrista is still in the dungeon.

Before a few people could rejoice, Dracula poured cold water on their bodies with the next words

, "But unfortunately, I seem to have accidentally left the bomb there today."

Ignoring the momentarily stiff faces of Yumir, Mikasa, and the others, Dracula thought to himself

, "I wonder, when will the bomb explode?" Is it 8 o'clock? It's still half past seven.

Suddenly, Dracula suddenly realized

: "Hahaha, I remembered, I remembered, it was 7:05?" About five minutes left, right? "

Huh?"

Dracula turned his watch towards him, as if he had just discovered something, and said in amazement:

"No, it seems that it is only four minutes?" What a pity, in four minutes, that angel-like girl is about to be blown into scorched scum? "

You bastard!"

Yumir was furious, violently removed the key from Dracula's neck, and before he had time to vent, he rushed out of the doorway and rushed towards the dungeon location that he had learned from Andre not long ago.

They thought that Dracula would at least bring Hrista out to threaten them, so they didn't rush directly to the dungeon without rash actions.

But who would have thought that he would use this way to coerce everyone!

Mikasa, Anie, Sasha, Ellie and other girls heard that Hrista was in danger, and they also snatched the door!

Armin and a few boys stayed here, looking at Dracula, looking around the current situation in the church, hesitating.

"Children." Suddenly, Andrei said in a daze: "Go, go to your partner." Then stared

coldly at Dracula, who was laughing wildly, and said coldly: "Leave it to me here, I will take good care of Dracula!"

"Then please, Grandpa Andrei."

As soon as Eren heard this, he completely let go of his heart and followed the others to snatch the door out.

Armin always felt that something was wrong, but he really couldn't figure out where something was wrong.

But he knew that the most important thing now was Hrista's safety.

After nodding to Andre, Armin followed the departing crowd.

In the huge auditorium, in the blink of an eye, only Andrei, the laughing Dracula, the silent Akama, and the private soldiers of the manor who were tied up by flowers were left.

Looking at the few people who left, Andre said in a daze

, "Unexpectedly, did they all leave?" There are bombs over there in the dungeon. Slowly

lowering his head, Andre's face was gloomy,

"Don't you fear death for your partner?" What a respectable friendship. "

Tick!

Tick!

Tick!

Christa stared stunned at the wooden box she had just opened.

She noticed the abnormal noise here just now, and opened it with an inquiring mind, and it turned out to be a bomb inside!

There was only 5 minutes of countdown left, which made her subconsciously break out in a cold sweat.

Gritting her teeth tightly, she glanced at the quiet Ayakoji next to her, knowing that this black cat had already taken everything into her eyes, but she just didn't make a sound or remind her.

He had to force her to make this choice!

"Ayakoji! Why? Why do you have to do this?

Christa closed her eyes in pain, tears flowing again, but gently broken.

There is already nothing to cry about!

In the past few days, Hrista has really shed too many tears.

She opened her eyes abruptly and stared at the black eyes of the black cat beside her, with some resentment:

"Ayakoji, I hate you!"

Really, really hate you!

Why not save the children who were killed?

Why was she allowed to be imprisoned and tortured?

Why did she know that there was a bomb, but did not remind her in the slightest?

Why, why?

"Why are you so cruel to me? Ayakoji, I hate you! "

If you were so cruel to her, why save her in the first place and let her die at the hands of Kenny!

Whimpering and cursing, Hrista still couldn't let her look damn Ayakoji strike.

She struggled to pick up the bone-removing knife, and the fact that she hadn't eaten for days left her body weak and shaky.

"Damn it! I'm not going to do what you want! Bastard Ayakoji! Bastard instructor! Don't you want me to choose? "

Boom!

The bloody deboning knife slashed at the door frame, and the wooden stubble splashed.

At this moment, that devil's butcher knife turned out to be the only hope of escape in the hands of the imprisoned princess!

Pulling out the razor with great difficulty, Hrista gasped slightly, stared at Ayakoji fiercely, and said rebelliously:

"Want me to choose according to the options you gave?" Dream!