"...I saw what you called the exiles during the day, and I also know that there must be innocent souls among those people. But just to satisfy the wishes of the vast majority of people, and to satisfy the progress of the entire town, they were suddenly sacrificed, and this Sacrifice does not require their own consent." Su Mingan tilted his head and his tone suddenly became serious: "...Do you think such a system is reasonable?"
"I, I..." Jasmine bit her lip, her hands nervously grasping the red gauze on her body, her lipstick smeared all over her mouth in a mess: "...This, this is all arranged by the people in the town, I don't Clearly...I, I seem to have forgotten a lot of things, but as soon as I wake up at night, I will appear in the coffin wearing these clothes...I don't know the rest...I really, really don't have anything. Know……"
Su Ming'an stood up slowly. He saw vague sunlight streaming in through the crack in the door. It was the color of morning light.
...Is it almost morning?
It's almost time for exile again.
Grab, grab, grab. He had confirmed that there were no additional clues in this ancestral hall, only the sudden appearance of Jasmine. Now that he had finally raised his favorability level, he had to get something from her mouth.
"At night? What are you doing during the day?" he asked with some vigilance.
"..." Jasmine lowered her head.
The morning light came in little by little, and the ring around her neck shone with golden light, which was a bit dazzling.
"I don't remember." She said very softly.
"..." Su Mingan vaguely noticed that the favorability level was still not up to standard.
The light of the morning sun shone in, and Jasmine raised her head.
"You, please go quickly." She suddenly came over and pushed him, with a gesture that could not be refused.
With a "squeak", the wooden door that was originally tightly locked suddenly opened. At the same time, Su Mingan also heard the distant sound of a bell coming from the square.
"clang--"
It's almost time for exile.
He glanced at Jasmine, intending to ask something more, but after being pushed out the door by her, he saw that her hands began to get hot and red when they touched the morning glow, as if they were about to spontaneously ignite.
"I can't leave here." Her eyes were wet, with wet red bloodshot eyes. She looked at herself with clear eyes, with a little eagerness: "Your story is very interesting. Come to me again tonight... okay?"
"..." Before Su Ming'an had time to answer, he saw the wooden door suddenly closing in front of his eyes.
"Dang——dang——"
The bells in the square were ringing, and the time for exile was almost here.
He turned around and walked towards the square, thoughtfully.
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Xixi, let's play Xixi. The long table in the square is already filled with ten players.
Su Ming'an became the last person to sit down. The moment he arrived at the square, several hidden glances were cast over him.
"...Su Ming'an." He heard Lu Shu's voice next to him. When he raised his head, he saw Lu Shu's face was a little solemn.
"Look over there." Lu Shu said.
Su Mingan turned his head and looked to the right. He saw that there was only a pool of blood left on the cross where Andre's body was supposed to be hanging.
"Some people even steal corpses..." Iris snorted softly: "There should be no one among us with such a bad taste."
"If it's lovely Noel, I might still be interested." Mizushima Kawaharu chuckled: "Who would want Andre's silly big guy? It's just adding garbage to his room - and it's non-recyclable garbage. ! You are right, onee-sama~"
Mizushima Kawakora turned her head, she didn't seem to want to speak.
She has been paying attention to Su Ming'an's eyes... She exposed herself in last night's attack. This guy... will definitely try his best to expose her today. I don't know if their plan today can succeed...
But today...why does this person look a little dull?
"...Su Mingan, you didn't have any rest last night, okay?" Noel asked in a low voice next to him, but his voice was extremely clear on the long table.
This seems to be just a considerate greeting, but it has a hint of temptation on this long banished table.
"Well..." Su Mingan rubbed his eyes, raised his eyes, saw Mizushima Kawakora looking a little nervous, and smiled: "...Indeed, I am quite worried that I will die at night. After all, I am a witch who uses antidote. Ah, can't help myself. But it looks like it's Christmas Eve and no one died...that's nice."
Mizushima Kawakora was slightly stunned.
...Why didn't this person expose her?
He has discovered his identity since last night. He is also a recognized witch. Others will most likely believe what he says. Why is he letting her go now?
"Okay, there are still twenty-seven minutes until the voting time." Adolf said, this mercenary has always looked mature and steady: "Two prophets, please report your test last night."
All eyes were focused on the two people on the long table.
Let's play. "——Let me explain first, I am not a prophet." Edward shrugged: "I originally wanted to try to drive this guy Su Mingan out first, but he is already a recognized witch... I won't interfere. This is a mess."
"You, you are not a prophet, what did you cause trouble yesterday!" Iris frowned: "Edward, we don't care about your personal grudges with Su Mingan, but if you are from the good guy camp, you shouldn't do this kind of random investigation. Killing thing."
"Edward may not be a good person." Mizushima Kawakora said calmly: "If he is a werewolf who is preparing to jump into the prophet, and the killing is sent to the head of the real witch and steps on the steel plate, it is possible to find an opportunity to withdraw now. "
"Moreover, even if Edward withdraws on his own initiative, Lu Shu may not be a true prophet." Aini said: "A true prophet...may still not dare to jump out..."
"Yes, how about... let Lu Shu report him for inspection first, regardless of whether he is a real prophet or not." Lin Jiang shrank and whispered, not daring to raise his eyes at all.
"What I checked last night... was No. 10 Aini." Lu Shu paid attention to Su Mingan's gestures, sat up straight and said, "He is a good man."
"What are you testing me for?" Aini looked puzzled, "Do I look like a bad guy?" "What you should test most is the two people who don't speak and paddle! They look worse than anyone else." suspicious!"
Lin Jiang was suddenly cueed, and he seemed to be shrinking under the table. Yamada Machichi remained silent, holding the corners of his skirt with both hands, his eyes dark.
"So no matter whether Lu Shu is true or not, there are still no other prophets who have jumped out?" Adolf rubbed his temples and looked helpless: "Then I can only believe in Lu Shu for the time being..."
"I care more about..."
At this moment, Edward's eyes were firmly locked on Su Ming'an, who had been silent, with deep inquiry.
"...You are a witch on the surface, and you can't save yourself. Su Mingan." Edward's eyes were cold, full of suspicion: "Why...you didn't die last night?"
Everyone immediately turned their attention over. Logically speaking, if nothing else happened, Su Ming'an should have died last night, but now everyone has arrived at the long table safely...
Mizushima Kawakora clenched her fists, she was slightly nervous.
"Now we have to ask the guards." Su Mingan said with a smile: "Maybe it was last night that a dear guard guarded me and kept me safe?"
"But you are a witch, a witch with a bottle of poison." Iris said: "Yesterday Edward and Lu Shu danced together. Shouldn't you use the poison to kill Edward, who you think is a werewolf?"
"Why should I kill Edward with poison?" Su Mingan said strangely: "I can't die at night anyway. Isn't it good to leave a bottle of poison and wait until the situation becomes clearer?"
"...I don't understand your thoughts. I think the chance of your death last night was still very high..."嘘戅 Miaobiku mIaobIk戅
"So, can you find a new witch to dance with me?" Su Mingan looked at him with a smile: "I am the only witch on the field, do you want to find someone to let him expose me? If there is no one else If you oppose me, then I am a real witch. Miss Iris, why are you targeting me like this?"
Iris choked, her fingers unnaturally hooked on the table, and then she turned her face.
"...Okay, let's keep our identities as they are for now. Su Ming'an is the real witch, Lu Shu is the real prophet, then Andre, who was exiled yesterday, is the real werewolf, and Aini, who was tested as a good person by the prophet, is What a nice guy." Noel concluded with a smile. He didn't seem to be worried at all. He treated the game like a real board game. He spread his hands and smiled innocently: "——Then, let's Who should be exiled today?"
The long table fell silent.
People looked at each other, but no one said a word.
At this moment, a burst of footsteps sounded from the edge of the square.
The mayor was carrying a basket of fruits and walking slowly on crutches. Behind him was a beautiful girl with braided braids and her head slightly bowed.
"Travellers from the outside world, have you come up with the results of the discussion?" Looking at the players who didn't want to talk to him for the time being, the mayor was not annoyed. Instead, he motioned to the girl to place the fruit in front of the players and said with a smile: "Don't worry, everyone. Evil cannot be hidden. We always believe that you will be able to find the hateful monsters from hiding in the shadows and drive them out..."
The person who placed the fruits was Jasmine, but she was not wearing the gorgeous red gauze at night, but the rustic apron she wore during the first day. She smiled shyly and acted as if she didn't know Su Ming'an. When placing the fruit in front of him, Su Ming'an paid attention to her expression.
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"...Jasmine?" Su Ming'an called softly and met Jasmine's shy look.
The moment he saw this look, he understood that this was not the Jasmine from the night.
That Jasmine at night had such pure white and clear eyes, but the emotions she revealed were like a clear spring that had never been polluted. She was like a piece of white paper, without any color on it, so whatever he said She believed everything he said and accepted any concept he said, as if she had never been exposed to anything before, with the purity of a newborn.
...But, in the Jasmine in front of him, he did not see the spring-like clarity in her eyes.
His call stopped, and he watched her pass by him with a smile without saying another word.
That's right, how could the mayor's daughter be lying in a cold coffin at night?
...Is it a substitute? Let an innocent girl die on her behalf?
Su Mingan was not afraid to speculate on everything in this small town with the greatest malice.
"By the way, travelers." The mayor seemed to mention this inadvertently: "...If the discussion during the day cannot produce a result, you can also choose to give up the vote and no one will be eliminated."
"Is this...is this okay?" Lin Jiang raised his head, with some light in his eyes.
"Yes, in this way, there will be no innocent people who may be wronged..." The mayor smiled, his wrinkles twisted into one: "But... the monsters at night will not be kind because of this, and there will still be innocent people at night People died. But, travelers... the choice is yours. You must understand that if you want to win the final victory of the camp, you must let innocent people "learn" to sacrifice..."
As he spoke, he slowly turned around, and the dragon-headed cane made a dull tapping sound on the ground. After delivering the fruit, Jasmine bowed deeply to the people at the table, then supported the stooped old man and walked out of the square.
"...What do you think?" Iris retracted her gaze and spoke.
Grab, grab, grab. "Now, the only clear good guys are Su Ming'an, Lu Shu and Aini." Noel tapped his fingers on the table: "There are four werewolves... In addition to Andre on the first day, there are three more... Good guys versus werewolves , eight versus three, it seems, is still an acceptable number..."
"Noel, do you mean to give up voting?" Aini looked a little disapproving.
"Otherwise, who do you want to doubt? Aini." Noel's voice was extremely light.
Aini's words were stagnant. He had already suspected someone, but he couldn't say it out loud.
...In fact, no matter how you look at it, it must be Edward who jumped the prophet yesterday and suddenly said no today, which is more suspicious.
But... Aini couldn't say that he doubted Edward.
Xixi, Baolai, Xixi. Before the game started, he and Edward were on the same front, regardless of camp. The people above even told him that even if he failed, he must support Edward to succeed...
In fact, many people present were inextricably related to Edward.
Even if everyone doubts Edward today... there is a high probability that Edward will not be able to escape.
In this game...the difference between camps doesn't seem to be that important.
Because the true camp... was determined long before the game started.
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"...Then give up the vote." Aini relaxed his fist and said this as if he breathed a sigh of relief.
He felt relieved for a moment.
It seems that at this moment...the desire to win is no longer so strong.
He suddenly understood that the man who had been feverishly pursuing the title of "No. 1 Player" was still too naive and thought too little.
There are some things that cannot be touched by such a forward-thinking self.
"Abandon the vote, give up the vote, okay..." Lin Jiang lowered his head, twirling his fingers, trembling with fear.
"Abandoning votes is really good. Once someone secretly votes, we will just beat them into wolves." Iris agreed.
"But abandoning votes is just slow death. Someone will die at night..." Adolf seemed to disagree.
"Then what should I do? Who do you suspect? Tell me?" Edward glanced at him coldly.
Adolf tightened his hands and lowered his head silently.
嘘戅宝来m戅. No one asked the true prophets for their opinions.
Lu Shu seemed to be isolated and kept silent. Until the voting period came, no one proposed to return the votes for the true prophet.
"Let's do this for the time being. There are quite a lot of good people now. Let's wait and see who dies tomorrow and narrow the scope of the investigation before we vote." Noel said, setting the tone for today's abandonment of votes.
"Humph, you're not allowed to vote! Anyone who votes will be beaten to death!" Mizushima Kawaharu blinked and geared up, as if he wanted to find someone to fight.
Danmu looked at this scene and was very puzzled:
The red candle on the table gradually burned to the bottom.
…
Su Mingan looked at the small space in front of him. The red number barrel was as bright as blood, which gave people the illusion of being hot.
His fingers touched No. 5's number plate, and then he suddenly felt dizzy.
"Bang--"
The number plate rolled to the ground, and Su Mingan squatted down slowly holding on to the edge of the small space.
