"...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 more 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 slowly stood up, and 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.

He had already 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 filtered 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 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" sound, 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, mixed with wet red bloodshot eyes. She looked at herself clearly, with some urgent desire: "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 him.

"Dang——dang——"

The bells in the square could be heard ringing slowly, indicating that the time for exile was almost here.

He turned around and walked towards the square, thoughtfully.

…

The long table in the square is already filled with ten players.

Su Ming'an became the last person to take a seat. 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 Kawa Sora 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 Ming'an, did you not have any rest last night?" 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 great."

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 as if he is handling her lightly?

"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 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 disturb him.

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 Ming'an, 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 step out..."

"Yes, how about... let Lu Shu report him for inspection first, 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 person."

"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 Ming'an." 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 guard." 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..."

"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 this identity 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 seemed not to be worried at all. He treated the game like a real board game. He spread his hands and smiled innocently: "——Then, we

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 lowered.

"Travellers from the outside world, have you come up with the results of the discussion?" Looking at the players who didn't want to pay attention 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 at this time she was not wearing the gorgeous red gauze at night, but the rustic apron she wore during the day on the first day. She smiled shyly and acted like

As if he didn't recognize Su Ming'an, Su Ming'an paid attention to her expression when placing the fruits in front of him.

The barrage is also scrolling:

【Jasmine! It’s Jasmine!】

[That’s weird, didn’t she say she couldn’t leave the ancestral hall...]

【Are there two Jasmines? Twins?】

[I feel the difference is quite big...]
To be continued...