Rebirth of the scholarly lady

Chapter 684

Ya has been a bystander, he can't understand the intention of Nan Surou's actions, and he doesn't understand the meaning implied in Nan Surou's words.

Could this be just to scare Celeste?

Or has Nan Surou already discovered something?Wanted to see Celeste Agha's reaction.

But, no matter what, Ya couldn't tell, couldn't see that Celeste Aga had any special reaction because of Nan Surou's words.

"Your reaction is really perfect, at least your face is calm, you are a person who is very good at hiding your emotions." Nan Surou couldn't help but praised: "I have to admit, I can't be sure just by guessing." It has always been a black lottery, maybe I will win~ But don’t worry, even if it’s a black lottery, this sentence is over, and it hasn’t reached the point of hanging.”

"You're going to go to the gallows sooner or later, but you're just lingering on your last breath." Celeste Aga sneered.

"Then let's wait and see, I smoked..."

Nan Surou stretched out her hand and drew a black lottery.

Ya behind her tensed up.

Nan Surou was just a little stunned, her eyes were dark and deep, and she stared at Celeste for a moment.

"Heh~ The chances are five to five and a half. I will draw this black lottery. It's normal. It's you." Nan Surou put the lottery in his hand for a while, and stretched it out again to let Celeste Plus extraction.

"If I come to draw lots, this round will be over." Celeste said coldly, while speaking, he quickly stretched out his hand.

The chances are five to five, yes, but... Celeste Agha still drew the non-black lottery without hesitation.

The black sign did not disappear from Nan Surou's hand.

The black lottery remained in Nan Surou's hands again, and she once again... lost.

Two consecutive defeats...

Why?Ya became anxious: "Rousu?" Didn't Nan Surou already understand Celeste Aga's routine?Why still lose?

This time the black lottery was a lottery representing four steps, and the assembly of the gallows started again.

The people responsible for assembling the gallows were busy again.

There are two more procedures, and the gallows will be assembled.

I always feel that this time, I will not win!Cold sweat soaked Ya's back, Rousu, will she really lose?Will she really lose?Impossible, she is so powerful, how could she lose?
No, it can't be like that, can it?Ya almost freaked out!

The notaries on both sides reshuffled the lottery again, and a new round started again.

If Nan Surou can't win again, there will be no next time...

This time, Nan Surou had four lots in her hand, but none of them were black.

However, the stick of incense was almost burned out, but Nan Surou still hesitated to draw lots.

Celeste was impatient, and he began to urge, "Hey, what's the matter with you? Although I am very happy to see you like this, but when do you have to think about it? Hurry up and draw lots! Do it again! You are about to go up The gallows!"

"...There is still half a stick of incense." Nan Surou pointed to the unburned incense beside her.

Celeste sternly smiled, and said mocking words: "It's too ugly? Princess Ruiherou! Is that the obsession with victory you mentioned earlier? You are just a waste!"

Nan Surou did not immediately respond to this remark.

However, even in such a situation, after experiencing a series of inner struggles that caused great harm to the body and mind, Ya calmed down inexplicably.

At this moment, the part of Ya's mind that controls thoughts is extremely clear.

Ya stared at Nan Surou, looked around, looked at the expressions on the faces of every bishop, glanced at Celeste Aga's facial expressions, and then looked at Nan Surou.

Ya herself can't believe it, he is so rational and calm now...

Ya bowed her head, thinking gloomily, it should be natural for Nan Surou to react like that, right?

A normal person will have a fear of death.

What's more, this is Nan Surou's last chance, of course she will struggle!
There is no general victorious in this world, because such a person simply does not exist...

Nan Surou is no exception, right?

There is no one who is always victorious and invincible in this world!
but……

There was another voice in Ya's heart that called out the turning words, overturning the whole reasoning.

However, when everything is as everyone thinks, no, to be precise, when everything is as the opponent thinks, Nan Surou will have a strange habit, she will start to pull out the hair on her forehead.

Pull out a... hair and play with it in your hands.

When Ya thought this way, he couldn't help raising his eyes to look at Nan Surou again.

I saw Nan Surou was holding a stick in one hand, and slowly stretched out the other hand to her head, pulled out one gently, and then wrapped that hair around her index finger, circle after circle.

Whenever Nan Surou makes such a move...the situation will be reversed...

But this situation, no matter how you look at it, is hard to reverse!
Under the extremely bad situation, Nan Surou lost twice in a row, and the fearless Celeste Aga did not take the black lottery from Nan Surou in the end.

Nan Surou lost two games in a row...

There is no way back...

Could it be that the legendary Princess Ruiherou sometimes runs out of luck?

Has Princess Ruiherou, who has never been defeated, ever miscalculated?

Is it too tragic?
After all, the days of being a victorious and invincible counselor have long since come to an end, Princess Ruiherou is now just a princess with no real power who was abandoned by the royal family of the Tiansheng Dynasty and married into Daqin.

Celeste Aga urged again: "Hey, whether to smoke or not, the incense is almost burned out, the outcome is not based on luck, it is determined by fate, people like you are used to changing the wind and the wind, Exhausting all the despicable tricks to deceive people, and now being so hesitant, it just shows that you are a waste who is greedy for life and afraid of death."

"..." Nan Surou looked at him silently, neither saying a word nor drawing lots.

"It's a matter of course that you can't win, so there's no need to say anything." Celeste said with disgust on her face, "That's the difference between courage and determination. You, a flower that has been living in the greenhouse, have seen you on the battlefield like me." The separation of countless bloody people, the final blow made with the determination to die, can break you to pieces without too many means."

"..." Nan Surou stared at him, but still didn't say a word, as if she couldn't understand what he said at all.

Celeste continued to speak in a contemptuous tone: "Your so-called obsession with 'life' is an instinctive reaction of a low-energy creature, which proves that you are a weakling. You will be haunted by death, and only by being fearless of death can you call victory!"

A treacherous smile appeared on Nan Surou's face, but she still didn't speak, just staring at Xiang. "Although I'm not qualified to say anything about others, I have to admit that you are really crazy."

"Die, trash!" Celeste roared angrily, "Draw, draw out the lot that heralds your death—"

(End of this chapter)