Type-Moon My Destiny Illustrated Book

Therefore, the object to be checked tonight was determined so capriciously.

Chapter 352 Lancer died again!

Chapter 353: Died again!

Ritsuka giving golden water to Mashu was both a bad move and a good move.

Shuoyue has already explained the bad aspects. It is too unskilled and not in line with her status as a master.

But the good thing is that Ritsuka was absolutely right.

Judging from Mashu's current performance, she is indeed on the good side, which means that Ritsuka's statement is tenable and her logic is essentially correct.

It was Sakutsuki who analyzed Ritsuka's personality and abilities from the outside that made others realize Ritsuka's problem.

If Shuoyue doesn't say anything, or ignores the off-field influence, then only the real prophet can jump out and compete with Ritsuka to prevent Ritsuka from confirming his identity.

But even so, Draco's sudden confession and her accusation of dragging Shuoyue into the water, turned the balance that Shuoyue had worked so hard to suppress back.

It is easy to imagine that Draco's remarks must have aroused suspicion among other contestants, and his identity as a prophet was even less credible.

Then, what about Shuoyue, who Draco believed was a good person? Is he really a good person?

If we think further, are the faults that Sakutsuki picked on Ritsuka fabricated charges by the werewolves in order to frame the real prophet?

Thinking of this, Shuoyue patted Draco's leg in annoyance again. The latter then held his hand and pulled it gently, without any force, with a look of pride.

Shuoyue could even imagine Draco's arrogant expression.

Damn little red dragon...

Thinking of this, Shuoyue exerted force on her arms, went around behind Draco, and patted him lightly, then quickly retracted to avoid her dragon tail pursuit.

A murderous gaze came straight at him, Shuoyue smiled and raised his index finger.

"Shh... It's Ritsuka's turn to speak now, please follow the rules~"

After teasing Draco for a while, Sakutsuki listened to Ritsuka's speech with a better mood.

Well, I admit that verifying Mashu's identity on the first night was not the best choice, but I haven't played Werewolf for a long time, not to mention this is a vacation, and it's not fun to take it too seriously! "

Just as Sakutsuki had worried, after finding an excuse for his mistake, Ritsuka immediately began to counterattack Sakutsuki:

"Compared to me, No. 14 is the one with the real problem, right? Has No. 1 ever thought that although he is very familiar with this game, his teammates are still novices? You know, if the werewolf plays the role of a prophet, not only should he give out wrong information, but he should at least give everyone a reason to trust him, right?"

"If nothing else, just the overly simplistic statement alone, there is no other possibility except that No. 14 is a werewolf like No. 1, and after overthrowing me, he used this opportunity to rise to power and mislead the good people."

"Would a real prophet say nothing and just throw out a message for others to guess?"

"Moreover, if No. 14 was really a prophet, why didn't she go to the police and fight with her badge? Since she has to pretend when she's in the police force, why did she jump out on the first day?"

After this statement was made, many people nodded secretly. Ritsuka had never said anything wrong from the beginning to the end. She might have chosen Mashu just because she cared more about her juniors.

But Draco was different. Her words were too suspicious, so suspicious that they were not what a normal prophet should behave. Even her statement that Shuoyue was a good person was quite half-hearted. There was no motive or reason for her subsequent judgment.

Even if she wasn't a werewolf, such willful remarks would be enough for others to vote her out.

After Ritsuka finished his speech, just as everyone was holding their breath, secretly waiting for how Sakutsuki, the last speaker, would refute, the speech of contestant No. 3, Cu Chulainn, attracted everyone's attention.

"Yeah, I think so too. Although Brother Shuoyue, ahem, contestant No. 1's logic is not too problematic, but I don't know why, the more I listen to him, the more he sounds like a wolf. Contestant No. 14 makes it even more like a wolf when he says so. He is totally lying! Besides, can the Master be wrong? If she says yes, then it must be yes. We should believe the Master!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Sakutsuki was the first to laugh. Ritsuka's expression did not change, but he sighed secretly in his heart.

the reason is simple--

"Hey, contestant 3, you just said barb, right?"

The always low-key contestant No. 2, Kojiro, said with a smile, and when he saw Gou Ge stunned for a moment and then turned pale, he smiled with a gloating look on his face.

You are in trouble, Lucky E's brother.

"Don't say you said something wrong or anything like that. The knowledge about Werewolf was directly stored in your brain through the Holy Grail. It's hard to forget."

Ignoring Gogo's pleading eyes, Kojiro said calmly, "The so-called hook is that the werewolves who did not pretend to be the prophet stand on the side of the real prophet in order to disrupt the good guys' perspective or hide their identities."

"He's a true prophet, huh? But on the one hand, Shuoyue-kun hasn't spoken yet. On the other hand, if you believe that Shuoyue and Draco are both werewolves, then how could Shuoyue be a back-trick? Could it be that he is actually a supporter of Ritsuka?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone laughed.

How is that possible? You know, Sakutsuki was elected sheriff by stepping on Ritsuka.

Kojiro still had some conscience and only stabbed Cu Chulainn once, but Sakutsuki was not so polite and immediately stabbed him with the last knife.

"Don't bring up the Master's identity. In Werewolf, you use what you draw to speak. And you're not a prophet, so how can you be sure that Ritsuka is a good person? Only werewolves who meet at night will understand each other's identities, right?"

Shuoyue was still worrying about how to save Draco, the naughty kid, when Doggo rushed over to offer his life. Of course he would not miss such a good opportunity: "Everyone, I think we should put everything else aside. The problem with contestant No. 3 is too obvious. No matter what, I will definitely vote for him."

At this point, Shuoyue did not forget to give Lixiang some eye drops: "By the way, don't think about voting for No. 6 during the day. If she is really a wolf, she will come out so actively. Most likely she is the wolf king. It will be bad if she takes one away before she dies."

This is the advantage of being the sheriff. While everyone was still immersed in Shuoyue's logical theory, the voting had already begun.

The result was also obvious. Cu Chulainn's mistake was too big and too obvious. He subconsciously used the wrong terminology and attempted moral kidnapping. He was just short of writing the words "I am a wolf" on his face. Even his wolf teammates could not save him.

[Voting results are as follows]

Vote for contestant No. 3]

[No. 3 chooses to vote for contestant No. 1]

[Abandoned vote No. 6]

[Player No. 3 is out, please leave a last message]

Died again!" Shuoyue took the lead.

"Too inhumane!" Without even a moment of silence for the death of his teammates, the first one to catch up was Master Ritsuka.

Everyone at the round table suddenly burst into laughter, and the air was filled with the smell of persecution.

"Wow, so I'm not good at this kind of scheming game at all!" Wang Jiang wanted to cry, "Isn't it good to just fight and kill? This kind of game makes my brain hurt!"

This was a desperate move after being thrown to death, and there was no denying it in his last words.

[The punishment will be drawn tomorrow during the day]

The Holy Grail System issued a ruthless judgment, and then spoke:

[Please close your eyes when it gets dark]

A new round has begun.

Chapter 353: On the Possibility of King Arthur Becoming a Fence-Sitter

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[Please close your eyes when it gets dark]

The burning bonfire dimmed rapidly, as if someone had adjusted the brightness of the world; even the moon in the sky was hidden behind the clouds.

An invisible and irresistible force pushes everyone to enter a peaceful dream.

"By the way, let me remind you." Just when everyone was dozing off, Shuoyue's voice suddenly rang out, "Some servants, when you feel that the logic is not working and you are confused, you might as well trust your intuition."

Trust your instincts? In a game where logic is the weapon?

Some people racked their brains to think, but the voice seemed to be far away in the sky. Before long, even the distracting thoughts in their minds were abandoned.

[Werewolf, please open your eyes and choose your target]

[Werewolf, please close your eyes]

[Dream photographer, please open your eyes and choose a player to become a sleepwalker]

His golden eyes shone brightly in the darkness, and without hesitation, Sakutsuki once again chose contestant No. 6, Ritsuka.

Having become a sleepwalker twice, Ritsuka has been drugged to death and even the witch cannot save him.

But it will be troublesome tomorrow...

With a little worry in his heart, Shuoyue fell into sleep again.

[Witch, please open your eyes. The person who died last night was ▉▉▉. Please choose to use poison/antidote]

[The countdown starts now, the countdown is stopped],

[Witch, please close your eyes]

【Its daybreak】

When I opened my eyes, the morning light was dim. Judging from the time, I had only slept for five hours, but even Illya and the others looked energetic and full of vigor.

"Ahem, now is construction time, everyone."

The crisp sound of applause rang out, and Shuoyue was the first to break away from the atmosphere of Werewolf Killing. He smiled and said, "Let's continue the game tonight. Let's have breakfast first, and then continue our happy vacation~"

"Well, it looks like I haven't even finished dinner yet." Tamamonomae stroked her flat belly and looked at the round table filled with venison, fish, pork... and other meats, looking embarrassed, "And eating these for breakfast is too greasy, isn't it?"

"Well, even if it's BBQ, you'll get tired of eating it all the time." Ritsuka felt the same way and subconsciously looked at Shuoyue, who responded with an impeccable smile and even gave him a thumbs up and winked at him.

Come on, Ritsuka-chan, build the town of your dreams!

However, the orange-haired girl was not moved. Instead, her face darkened and she didn't look at him.

You lazy bastard, I want you to go back to the real world and buy some breakfast!

The corners of Ritsuka's mouth twitched, but he didn't want to expose Shuoyue, so he had to pick some vegetable leaves and cook them into vegetable porridge with the help of Tamamonomae, barely filling his empty stomach.

Based on the current situation, Senior, we will continue to find ways to find food, but eating BBQ all the time will get boring, so we still need to build facilities for cooking. "

Mashu, the capable and down-to-earth housekeeper, reported: "Also, we found some rare grains under the supplies we brought. If we have proper cooking equipment, we might be able to make something."

"So, it's about what equipment to build, right? After all, the processing manpower and materials are limited, so we can only make full use of one type of equipment."

No matter what, as long as it can make Sakutsuki move, Ritsuka is happy: "Very good, very good, gather everyone and discuss it."

In fact, there was no need for the Master to speak, as the servants who were worried about the food problem had already gathered together, with a certain Arthur taking the lead.

"That's a vexing question, huh."

Ms. Altria in swimsuit mode put on a serious expression for the first time, and said thoughtfully: "If I were to describe it in a metaphor, it would be like three divisions sending you requests for reinforcements. If you choose one of them, you must abandon the other two..."

At this point, Altria showed an embarrassment on her face.

“Oh, do I have to make the King’s decision here too…!”

Mashu wiped his sweat and said, "No, the final decision will be made by the senior."

Fu Fu: "Fu. (Special translation: As expected of you)"

As an Eastern Heroic Spirit, Tamamonomae was the first to speak: "Of course, we recommend the standard stove! It's super easy to use and versatile... and it has the ideal firepower for cooking rice!"

Compared to other clones, the fox priestess who aspires to be a virtuous wife is full of expectations:

"As long as you chant the spell to cook with a low fire first and then with a high fire, you can cook delicious rice!"

"Even if the child cries, you can't open the lid... The child... belongs to the Master and me... Hehe..."

Holding down the frantic Kiyohime, Tamamonomae came to the conclusion:

"Kimeki is in a perfect trance, so leave her alone for now. If you want to eat rice, it's best to cook it on the stove!"

"White rice, white rice, it's really good, really...very good..." The one who made such a statement of approval was, of course, the brilliant Knight King.

Following the Eastern Heroic Spirit, Illya, the representative of the Magical Girls Group, raised her hand and spoke:

"Well, I think the pizza oven is better."

"Ms. Illya, do you like pizza?" Mash asked with a smile.

"No?" Illya shook her head. "On the contrary, I have never eaten it. I just saw it on TV...ah, and my mother sneaked into the kitchen with Liz at night and ate it with her hands. It seemed delicious."

"That's right." Li Xiang pounded his palm, "Ms. Drake really likes to eat. Mr. Caesar even holds a pizza in one hand and a Coke in the other, burping while eating! Looking at them, it's inevitable that I will have the urge to eat!"

"Right!" Illya agreed deeply, "But Liz and Sera always stop me, saying things like 'Illya, you're still young, you can't eat that kind of junk food!'..."

"They probably don't want you to become like Mr. Caesar." Mash shuddered as she recalled Caesar's dignity.

“Well, please! I only want to eat pizza on this island where Liz and Sera are not here!” Illya clasped her hands together, blinking her eyes, looking pitiful.

“Pizza, pizza, it’s so good, so...very good..." A certain King Arthur looked longingly.

"Pizza is good, but it takes a lot of time to bake. It's troublesome, isn't it?" Mordred made another suggestion, "The most important thing is the quantity. I think it's more important to get a huge pot first."

"Well, I mean the more we can do at one time, the better." Shuoyue nodded.