Chapter 125· "Guard?"

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There is also a short line of small writing at the bottom of the notebook. The writing is slightly different from before, as if it was newly added.

[…My original intention was just to record the past, but I didn’t expect that one day, it would be time for me to ask for help. 】

[Whoever sees this diary, no matter who you are...]

[Please be sure to go to "her" tablet and complete the regrets of this wandering spirit...]

[I want to fight but I am unable to fight, I want to get rid of it but I can’t get rid of it...]

[…I’m getting old and going crazy. 】



[*Obtain hidden clues·Salina’s help diary]

[Trigger S-level hidden mission: Pilgrim (point rewards are given based on mission completion)]

[Task description: - Go to her tablet, her tomb, where she is still alive. She was once the most loyal and most foolish pilgrim... Unfortunately, the moment she fell into the coffin, the truth became clear to her...]

[Note: This mission is a single-player mission, and only one player can enter the instance! 】

[Note: Complete the mission to obtain key clues leading to the "final secret"! 】

[Note: This mission is extremely dangerous! Players are advised to choose carefully. 】



The moment he closed the notebook, a series of system prompts rang in Su Mingan's ears.

He looked at Aini and Lu Shu who were watching at the side and saw their thoughtful expressions.

"Did you also receive the system prompt?" Su Mingan said.

"Well... the contents of the notebook are very vague, and the system prompts are also very vague." Lu Shu responded immediately:

"We don't know who the "she" in the notebook is, and where the "in front of her tablet" in the mission prompt is... Although I am very familiar with Serena - she is my guide, the witch Serena , but she cannot appear during the day."

Su Mingan thought about it. Judging from the records of Salina in the notebook, she said that she was "old" and even gray-haired. But on the first night, when he saw Salina, this woman playing with potions She still looks young and beautiful.

...Perhaps, Sarina, who was once a small town person, has already aged over the years, or even died.

The young Selina who serves as the night guide, has the powerful power to fight against the werewolves... She may no longer be a living person, but only exists as a spirit body.

He remembered that there was something called "god" in this small town.

The townspeople's fanatical belief and self-exile for a word from the gods... Such extremely fanatical and even crazy behavior impressed him deeply.

"No, why are you bothering about this?" Aini's urgent words interrupted his thinking: "——These are not important at all! This is a PVP competitive copy. Just kill all the players in the werewolf camp. Our situation is very urgent now, and it is not suitable to participate in such a dangerous mission..."

He meant well, after all, the mission description did seem like a narrow escape from death.

Even the audience was a little confused...after all, they couldn't see the mission prompts from "The One in Power". In their view, winning the final victory of the camp and proving the title of "number one player" is far more important than solving any puzzle to obtain high points.

"Let's correct one concept first." Su Mingan looked at him: "Our situation, to me, is not urgent now."

Aini glanced at the four people present and asked him with his eyes - are you sure?

If Adolf, who was chasing after him, was not included... the number ratio was four to four, he really didn't know how to make a comeback.

"Second." Su Mingan continued: "This dungeon is not as simple as a simple twelve-person PVP."

"And, thirdly." He patted Aini's shoulder with his hand: "...mind your own business and don't interfere with my behavior."

There was some obvious anger-like emotion on Aini's face, but he suppressed it himself.

It was like he had grown up before a difficult situation, and he knew that no one would accommodate him casually.

"Lu Shu, I'm coming to see you tonight to arrange for someone to spread the poison." Su Mingan turned around and said, "By the way, I also want to talk to Serena about this town."

"Where are you going?" Lu Shu asked immediately.

"...I can probably guess who "she" is, and I can probably guess where the mission is." Su Mingan rubbed his chin and thought: "So, I am somewhat confident about this copy."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I think this is no longer your own personal behavior." Aini immediately spoke first, his face flushed, as if he was a little scared and had to say: "In the battle between camps, you are The clerical prophet is also the person with the highest combat effectiveness in the current good guy camp. If you die in the dungeon because of this mission, we will have no hope at all. Even if you don’t think about yourself, you must still support the victory or defeat of the entire camp. Your audience, think about it—"

As he said this, he saw the person in front of him suddenly laughed.

"Sure enough, in fact, human beings themselves are no different from the dungeon stories. Because of the camp, there are always people who are forcibly targeted in righteous words..." Su Mingan smiled happily and seemed to want to continue talking, but soon he The words paused on their own, and then the smile faded.

It was like forcing something down.

"...Forget it." He waved his hand: "There is no point in saying this. You can find a place to hang out together. Don't worry, you will be fine."

He said, turned around, and a white mask with blood appeared in his hand, covering his face, leaving the few people standing there and leaving.

Lu Shu looked at him and moved, but still didn't follow.

Aini was still confused: "...What is he talking about? Why didn't he say it again? Hey, I tried to persuade him, right? Lu Shu, you don't want him to die either, do you? It's useless for me to persuade him alone. , you can also give me a few words of advice..."

Lu Shu stared at him, then lowered his head.

"No, he is a good person, and good people can accomplish anything." Lu Shu said firmly, and then ignored the anxious Aini, and looked at Yamada Town with a very focused look. one.

The Lolita girl in the blue skirt was looking up at them, her fingers tightly holding the hem of her skirt.

Her whole body was tense, and her expression was full of vigilance.

"Yamada Machichi." Lu Shu looked at him, and the mantis silently jumped on his shoulder.

He tilted his head slightly and said in an intriguing tone, as if chewing on the name, speaking very slowly: "——You are not a guard."

Yamada Machi shuddered, and she raised her head in a defensive posture like a hedgehog covered with thorns.

"You may think you got away with it, but I never believed you." The mantis on Lu Shu's shoulder was beating, and the blade of the blade shone sharply in the sun. His eyes were extremely sure: "——Don't try to lie to us, Even if you appear as if you were abandoned by a werewolf."

"What?" Aini looked at the girl, and he quickly reacted: "You mean he is not a guard? Impossible, what about the real guard...?"

"Aini." Lu Shu said, his voice was as sharp and decisive as a razor blade, able to confirm any guess: "——We may have been surrounded by werewolves."

The number of werewolves may have "outnumbered" the good ones.

...A good person refers specifically to a "good person" who can still belong to the good people's camp and stand on the side of the good people's camp.

Aini thought about it carefully and suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

Regardless of why Lu Shu knew that Yamada Machichi was not a guard, looking at Yamada Machichi's reaction, Lu Shu's words seemed to be true.

If you think about it carefully...if the guard is not Yamada Machichi, then the guard can only be in the team that follows the werewolf.

The guards were following the werewolf.



The guard [defected].



The number of "people who belong to the werewolf camp" is completely greater than that of "people who belong to the good guy camp".

Aini's breathing became heavier and heavier, and he felt as if he was surrounded by a surge of fear.

On the first day, civilian Andre was innocently exiled.

The next day, the most powerful hunter in the good guys camp, a hunter with a gun, was exiled.

The civilian Mizushima Kawaharu rebelled.

The civilian Adolf left angrily.

The guards defected.

The witch has only poison left.

Aini's fists clenched, and he raised his head with some difficulty and looked at the mahogany table in the Exile Square.

The bright red candle flame has been extinguished, and the red candle stands quietly.

He suddenly thought of the back view just now.

They also have... a prophet.

A prophet who rushes to the most difficult dungeon to die.

"No." Lu Shu seemed to have seen through his thoughts and said calmly: "Su Ming'an did not go to die. He saw it earlier than us."

"You mean..." Aini suddenly understood something.

But his words did not come out.

Around him, footsteps suddenly appeared in the originally quiet square.

The "werewolves" who originally left have returned here again, with energy fluctuations in their bodies that have just stopped fighting.

Aini reacted suddenly.

——When the number of players in the werewolf camp really outnumbers the good guys, once Su Mingan, the most powerful player, leaves, then these good guys...will definitely face the fate of being surrounded and suppressed.

"Hey hey hey! Why are they still scattered at this time -!" Mizushima Kawaharu jumped out first, and the invisible wind was wrapped around her body, which could make her float over like a low-altitude drifter.

There was still a smell of blood on her body, and it seemed that Adolf, who was chasing her, was probably out of the game.

Mizushima Kawakora walked slowly over, holding the black knife in her hand. The corners of her lips were slightly raised, and she was in a good mood.

...After it was confirmed that Mizushima Kawaharu and the guards were going to rebel, the werewolf's advantage was actually infinite.

After dealing with Adolf who was chasing him, their number was already greater than that of the good guys, not to mention that there was a fool who left on his own initiative.

...It is simply giving them a chance.

They were not stupid enough to disperse people to intercept Su Ming'an. The scene of being beaten three times by him at night was still vivid in their minds.

Now, the four of them gathered together to deal with the remaining good players.

——Only one lone prophet is left.

Previously, she didn't believe that Su Ming'an was really premeditated because he exchanged identities with Lu Shu on the first day, and the hint of killing Andre was too outrageous, but now everything is clear - it turns out that the person who did such an outrageous operation was really the one. Guy.

"So, who among you is the defected guard?" Lu Shu didn't seem too nervous, as if he didn't feel the crisis at hand. His eyes slowly swept over the people gathered around him - Mizushima Chuan Sora, Mizushima Kawaharu, Iris, Lin Jiang.

In [Guard Clues], "she" is used.

But the people who gathered around them, three werewolves and one guard, were all women.

So much so that he couldn't tell which one was the defecting guard.

He should have thought of the "off-site factors" in this game. Edward, a cleric hunter, can confront the real prophet for his own selfish desires, why can't other clergy defect?

...This game has never been a pure camp battle between [good player] versus [werewolf player].

It just depends on whether the individual cares about winning or losing.

Once it meets an individual's needs, the assigned, tangible identity...is not important to them.

"Su Ming'an is right." Lu Shu said, "I should have understood it a long time ago."

Now, it's four against three... no, it's most likely five against two.

Yamada Machichi might also be with this group of people, otherwise there would be no need for her to admit that she was a guard.

…When exactly did things begin to deteriorate to this point?

"Come, to congratulate my sister on your final victory——"

Mizushima Kawaharu took the lead. She laughed so crazily that the wind blades around her began to become chaotic, as if they were dancing around her.

The wind around her was getting stronger and stronger, even a little blinding. Her blood-red hair danced wildly, and behind her were her teammates holding weapons.

"—Give me, all of them, and die."

"It's over." Aini sighed slightly. Different from the first world, the golden flames rose up. Faced with this situation, he could only resist desperately.

"No." Lu Shu released the Scarlet Butterfly. The enlarged version of the butterfly spread its wings like an energy shield. It could barely block the incoming attack, but it was also on the verge of being shattered.

He looked ahead, facing the endless wind, with a determined expression.

"...We still have hope."



Mizushima Kawa Sora has been thinking about a question.

...Why would Su Mingan choose to leave this group of people?

She would not believe that this person could not consider this level of threats and allow the last good player to be killed by them.

Therefore, she has been on guard and cautious.

Because she had seen how cunning this guy was, she would not let go of any factor that she had not considered.

Mizushima Kawaharu in front was laughing like crazy. She seemed to be addicted to the pleasure of "spending everything for her sister". The guards in the team also did their duty and did not show any sign of mercy.

But, the prophet in the camp of good guys, the prophet who has been doing all kinds of crazy things... Where has he gone?

Mizushima Kawa Sora has been thinking about this problem.

It wasn't until she saw countless figures appearing on the edge of the square, watching them rushing over with dung forks and sickles, watching the mayor walking slowly with a dragon-headed cane... She finally understood what the prophet was going to do.

"Stop, travelers from the outside world." The mayor walked over on crutches. His body was coated with a slight golden light, like a protective film. When he stepped into the center of the battlefield, he parted the clothes on both sides without hesitation. fighting.

Mizushima Kawakawa looked at the mayor who had always acted like it had nothing to do with him, and suddenly intervened, and she vaguely realized something.

...Sure enough, Su Mingan didn't go to die.

He had already seen through the current situation.

He is...asking for help from the NPC.

As stated in the World Forum.



This guy is really popular with NPCs.

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