"So, can you find a new witch?" Su Ming'an looked at him with a smile: "I am the only witch on the field. Do you want to find someone to expose me? If no one else opposes me, then I am the real witch. Miss Iris, why are you targeting me like this?"
Iris' voice choked.
"...Okay, Su Ming'an is a real witch, and Lu Shu is a real prophet. Then Andre who was exiled yesterday is a real werewolf, and Aini who was verified as a good person by the prophet is a real good person." Noel made a summary with a smile. He spread his hands and smiled innocently: "--Then, who should we exile today?"
The long table fell silent.
People looked at each other, and no one spoke.
Just then, the sound of footsteps came from the edge of the square.
The mayor, carrying a basket of fruit, walked slowly towards them with the help of a cane, followed by a pretty girl with pigtails.
"Travelers from the outside world, have you come to any conclusions?" The mayor placed the fruit in front of the players and smiled: "Don't worry, everyone. We always believe that you can find the hateful monsters from the shadows where they are hiding..."
The person who placed the fruits was Jasmine, but she was not wearing the bright red gauze she wore at night, but the rustic apron she wore during the day. She smiled shyly and acted as if she didn't know Su Mingan.
The barrage is also rolling:
[Jasmine! It's Jasmine! ]
[This is strange. Didn’t she say that she couldn’t leave the ancestral hall…]
[Are there two Jasmines? Twins?]
[I feel the difference is quite big...]
[This mayor is so annoying, he is using moral blackmail with a smile on his face. Why should our bosses help you through life and death? ]
[So why does Su Mingan still say that he is a witch? The witch is obviously Lu Shu? What on earth is he???]
【……】
"...Jasmine?" Su Ming'an called softly and was met with Jasmine's somewhat shy gaze.
The moment he saw that look, he knew that this was not the Jasmine from the night.
That’s right, how could the mayor’s daughter be lying in a cold coffin at night?
...Is it a substitute? Let the innocent girl die in her place?
Su Ming'an did not hesitate to speculate everything about this small town with the greatest malice.
"By the way, travelers." The mayor casually mentioned, "If the discussion during the day cannot produce a conclusion, you can choose to give up the vote and no one will be eliminated."
"Is this...is this okay?" Lin Jiang raised his head.
"Yes, this way, there will be no chance of innocent people being wrongly accused being eliminated..." The mayor smiled, his wrinkles twisted into a piece: "But, the monsters at night will not be kind. You must understand that if you want to win the final victory for your camp, you must let the innocent people "learn" to sacrifice..."
"What do you think?" Iris asked.
"Right now, the only good guys are Su Ming'an, Lu Shu, and Aini." Noel tapped the table with his fingers. "There are four werewolves... Excluding Andre from the first day, there are three more... Good guys versus werewolves, eight versus three, it seems like an acceptable number..."
"Noel, do you mean to give up voting?" Aini looked a little disapproving.
"Otherwise, who do you want to suspect?" Noel's voice was very light.
Aini's voice paused. He already had a suspicion, but he couldn't say it out loud.
In fact, no matter how you look at it, Edward, who claimed to be a prophet yesterday and suddenly said he was not, is definitely more suspicious.
But...Eni couldn't say that he doubted Edward.
Before the game started, he and Edward were on the same side, regardless of their factions. His family even told him that even if he failed, he must help Edward succeed...
In fact, many people present had a close relationship with Edward. Even if everyone suspected Edward today... Edward would most likely not be able to get out.
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.
…
"...Then just abstain from voting." Aini said this as if he had let out a long sigh, unclenched his fists, and said this.
He felt a momentary sense of relief.
It seems that at this moment...the desire to win is no longer so strong.
He suddenly realized that he was too naive and thought too little when he was fanatically pursuing the title of "No. 1 Player".
"Abstain from voting, it's better to abstain from voting..." Lin Jiang lowered his head and twirled his fingers.
"It's a good idea to abstain from voting. If someone secretly votes, we can just beat him into a wolf." Iris agreed.
"But, abstention from voting is just a slow death. Someone else will die at night..." Adolf seemed to disagree.
"Then what should we do? Who do you suspect? Tell me?" Edward glanced at him coldly.
Adolf tightened his grip and lowered his head silently.
No one asks for the opinion of the true prophet.
Lu Shu seemed to be isolated.
"Let's do this for now. There are still a lot of people who are lucky enough to be here. Let's wait and see who dies tomorrow and narrow the scope of the investigation. Then we can go vote." Noel said, setting the tone for today's abstention.
"Hmph, no one is allowed to vote! Whoever votes will be beaten to death!" Mizushima Kawaharu blinked his eyes and rubbed his hands, as if he really wanted to find someone to fight.
The barrage looked at this scene, very puzzled:
[…Abstain from voting? Is this okay? Why do I feel weird about this?]
[This is not something these great gods would do... I smell a conspiracy.]
【Why is Brother Ming An so quiet? 】
[Did these big guys discuss this in advance? I feel like Su Mingan and Lu Shu have no room to speak...]
[You definitely can’t give up your vote! If the werewolf stabs another one at night, it’s almost like kidnapping! ]
[Something is wrong, it's really wrong... Will Su Mingan also choose to abstain from voting? This obviously won't work...]
【……】
The red candle on the table gradually burned down.
…
[Now is the first day, daytime, referendum session]
【Please select the number of the person you suspect】
Su Mingan looked at the small space in front of him. The red number barrels looked like blood.
He touched the number plate of number five with his finger, and suddenly he felt dizzy.
“Bang—”
The number plate rolled to the ground, and Su Mingan slowly squatted down, holding the edge of the small space.
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