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Having successfully planted the seed of doubt, Xiao Hei sat down and watched the subsequent developments with contentment.

She was a werewolf, so she didn't need to spend a lot of time on logical inference. After all, the prophet was dead. As long as they didn't make any mistakes in their words, they would always have the initiative in their hands.

"Hmm... I'd better pass it. This game is still a bit too complicated for me."

Illya chose to skip next, and when it was Mordred's turn, this naughty child who was known for being a spendthrift suddenly rolled his eyes and thought of a "good idea".

What was the reason for Mordred to participate in this game? Was it for victory and to make a wish for the Holy Grail?

Humph, superficial and cliché!

She admitted that these two things were really tempting...but she had to know that the figure she had been chasing all her life, the person she most wanted to defeat or surpass, was also in this game!

Why go so far? If you want to see your father... no, if you want to see King Arthur make a fool of himself, why do you need to ask for help from the Holy Grail? Can't you just squeeze her out of the game?

Of course, it would be even better if I could get the Holy Grail and then trick my father, hehehe...

If Little Mo was able to control his temper and participate in the game in the first two rounds, then the fact that nothing had happened to Adaisha yet was already something Mordred could no longer tolerate.

Rebellion, you must rebel!

With this thought in mind, Mordred blurted out a sentence after getting the right to speak.

"Ahem, now that things have come to this, I think I should announce my true identity and raise the banner of the good guys again - um, that's right, my true identity is the Dream Catcher!"

Dream catcher?

Mordred's sudden exposure of his identity caused everyone to exchange glances. Diarmuid even subconsciously looked at Shuoyue, who shook his head slightly, as if denying something.

Because everyone's attention was drawn to Xiao Mo, no one saw the interaction between Diarmuid and Shuoyue.

Xiao Mo continued to speak: "In fact, the person I chose to protect on the second day was our prophet, contestant No. 14. It's a pity that the Dream Catcher can't protect the same person consecutively, so the werewolf had the opportunity last night!"

After saying some words to increase trust, Mordred could not wait to live up to everyone's expectations and turned her spearhead towards her father, and began to play the drama of loving father and filial son:

"So you're right to trust me! King Arthur must be a werewolf, and the prophet must have been killed by her. I'm a dream catcher, so you have to believe me!"

As if thinking that this would be enough to bring down Altria, Mordred sat down contentedly, already immersing himself in the sight of Ainz kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly.

"Hey hey hey..."

Hey, you big-headed ghost! Didn’t you see that Daimao even pulled out the holy sword?

Shuoyue looked at the silly-smiling Mordred with a frown on his face.

This is a typical mistake made by a novice playing Werewolf. She thought her vision was superior to others and that as long as she had a certain identity, others would believe her. But in fact, her statements were full of mistakes and omissions. Instead, she was regarded as the sixth wolf by the good camp and died without knowing how she died.

Moreover, Xiao Mo's sudden move disrupted all of Shuoyue's plans.

Shuoyue originally wanted to find another werewolf during the day and kill her. In this way, as long as he killed Xiaohei tonight, victory would belong to the good camp.

But with Mordred's messy behavior, even a discerning person could see that there was something wrong with her.

She didn't really think anyone would believe her, did she?

Not to mention Altria who was ready to go, even Shuoyue felt his blood pressure rising rapidly and he almost passed out.

She is indeed a rebellious knight. Only Lu Bu can compete with her in terms of backstabbing!

Next, I can only hope that my arrangement will not go wrong...

While Shuoyue was rolling his eyes wildly in his heart, Tamamonomae and Kiyohime finished their speeches one after another. Artoria, whose anger bar was already full, stood up and gave Xiaomo a cold look.

You're dead, I said.

Suddenly I realized why I didn't save any drafts... I'm almost at 6,000 words, and that's the amount for three updates! If I saved one update every day, this wouldn't be the case QAQ.

Chapter 365 Hunter and Witch

Chapter 366 Hunter and Witch

Player No. 1 has been slandering me as a werewolf since the beginning of the game, but there is no evidence, which is very suspicious. "

Altria has also learned a lot in the past few days. She will not get angry because of false accusations. Instead, she calmly weaves logic and defends herself sentence by sentence:

"Even if contestant No. 10 chose to jump to the Dream Photographer, she did not provide any valuable information, but only repeated the choices she had made in the past - her words not only had no basis, but there were countless versions of them."

Contestant No. 14 said that she had protected Contestant No. 14 the night before. So I would like to ask how Contestant No. , the Master, that is, Contestant No. , died? Is it possible that the conclusion drawn by Lord Shuoyue is completely wrong? And if so, why didn't you refute it at that time? "

"Don't you know that whether it's marching in battle or team communication, the most fatal problem is always the uncorrected misinformation?"

Artoria did not prove her innocence, but started from the root and questioned Xiao Mo's identity as the so-called "dream catcher".

As long as it is proven that Mordred is not a dream catcher, then Xiao Mo's criticism of her will be self-defeating.

"Besides, I think there is no need to say more about the fact that Lord Shuoyue is a good person. His words are very important to us. He even replaced the position of the prophet for a time, allowing the good camp to see the situation more clearly. No one will doubt the position of this sheriff."

"If that's the case, then what exactly is this dream catcher named Mordred? Is she the real dream catcher, or is she another test from the werewolf camp? I think you can all draw your own conclusions."

Altria's speech ended. Judging from the content of her speech, it was far better than Xiao Mo's nonsense.

So it wasn't without reason that Dai Mao didn't let you be the king...

Complaining like this, Shuoyue knew in his heart that even if Mordred was not a werewolf, she would still be doomed to be killed. However, he did not relax because of this. Instead, he turned his gaze to Diarmuid, and Diarmuid also looked at Shuoyue.

The two looked at each other, and everything was said without words.

After Mash finished speaking, Diarmuid stood up and said with a natural smile:

"It seems that everyone wants to know who the Dream Catcher is. Well, I'll tell you. My trump card is the Dream Catcher. I captured player No. 7 two days ago and killed the master. Player No. 14 has nothing to do with me. He was the one who got stabbed."

Listening to Brother Brush's speech, Shuoyue said in his heart, "That's great!" Now he could finally put his mind at ease.

That was after the Master War. Sakutsuki approached Diarmuid under the pretext of treatment, confessed his identity to him, and asked for his help.

As for the reason for choosing Diarmuid, it was actually very simple - because the last wolf had been found by Draco last night.

Although the little red dragon did not leave any last words, and looked arrogant as if saying "I don't bother to fight with you", he actually held a grudge in his heart. After learning of his own death, he kept @Shuoyue in the imaginary space, vowing to avenge him, even though it violated the rules of the game.

Thanks to His Majesty, it was difficult for Shuoyue to pretend to be ignorant of the matter. He simply followed Draco's wishes and resolved the game as soon as possible to avoid being harassed by the continuous pop-up windows.

Amid the uproar, Diarmuid continued to speak, attracting fire:

"I didn't want to change my identity, but I have no choice but to do so now. The water is completely muddied. Contestant No. 10, this is your fault. If you are not a dream catcher, don't force yourself to change it. Otherwise, it will be easy for the werewolves to take advantage of the situation."

"Ah..." Mordred was suddenly speechless, obviously hit on the sore spot.

Seeing this, Shuoyue gave Diarmuid a look, and Diarmuid understood and pursued the victory:

"Now that I've jumped, I might as well tell you about tonight's action. I didn't choose to protect the prophet last night, and the reason is very simple. We good guys are now at least two rounds ahead of the werewolves. Compared to protecting the good guys, killing the werewolves is obviously a more cost-effective option."

Following Diarmuid's pointing, everyone's eyes turned to Xiao Hei who was caught off guard.

"So, the contestant I chose last night was contestant number 13. I'm sorry."

"Wait, why..."

"Why is it Xiao Hei?" Illya complained first, "But Mr. Diarmuid doesn't seem like a liar... Wow, is there any reason for this?"

"The reason is very simple." Diarmuid recalled what Shuoyue said and said affirmatively, "Because Miss Miyu only apologized to you, Miss Illya."

"What's more, Miss Chloe said before that she thought the witch should come forward because she had used potions... But the question is, at that time, why was Miss Chloe so sure that the witch would use potions?"

"Only the werewolves know that the person they killed was resurrected. Only the werewolves know that Shuo... I didn't protect anyone, but chose to kill the Master!"

Diarmuid spoke with finality, but in his heart he couldn't help but admire someone's cleverness.

When he found out that Shuoyue was the dream catcher who had been hiding, he was really shocked.

My goodness, he had been wondering who the dream catcher was. He was so brave that he killed a werewolf in two days. He didn't expect it to be Sheriff Shuoyue.

The so-called most dangerous place is the safest, or perhaps Shuoyue’s performance so far has been too confusing... Diarmuid actually always thought he was a civilian!

"I will continue to photograph contestant No. 13 tonight. This way, four werewolves will be dead. The last one is up to you. After all, the good guys are already ahead by a considerable number of rounds. I believe you can find the last werewolf."

After Diarmuid finished his speech, even Shuoyue, who usually gave the summary, did not say much. After a simple summary, he started voting directly.

It was a vote without any suspense, and everyone except Mordred himself voted for her.

Even if the werewolf kills the Dream Catcher, Chloe will definitely die tonight. So the one to be exiled during the day is of course Mordred, who can be regarded as the sixth werewolf.

Player number is out, please wait for the player to activate the skill]

As soon as the system announcement came out, except for Shuoyue who held his forehead helplessly, everyone else was stunned and looked at Xiao Mo in disbelief.

"Li is the wolf king?"

"I'm a hunter, bastard!" Mordred shouted in shame, "Why don't you believe me?"

Then you have to give us reasons to believe!

The expressions of the others clearly told this, and after venting her anger, Mordred once again, as expected, turned her gaze to her father.

"Damn it, if that's the case, then I'll..."

"What do you want to do?" Sensing something bad in Mordred's eyes, Artoria panicked and slowly backed away.

However, Daimao's weakness only further stimulated Xiao Mo's sadistic heart. A girl who looked similar to Daimao sneered and approached her step by step:

"What do you think I'm going to do, Knight King? Since I can't throw you out in the game, at least let me... Hey, you dare to run away?! Don't run, damn Arthur!"

So, a wonderful show of King Qin circling the pillar was staged near the round table.

Although he didn't know why Altria ran away, Mordred, whose nature had been aroused, would not let her go. Seeing that Aho-Mao was showing weakness, little Mordred became excited and pounced on her with a howl.

"Don't run away. Is it true that the Knight King can only run away?"

"Sir Mordred... I think you should be thinking about the outcome of the game. You are a member of the good team. Do you have the heart to waste your bullets on your teammates? I am a witch!"

“Ha, who cares about this kind of thing… Oh, is this why you were so repulsive in the beginning? That old woman Morgan is really something… Ahhhh, never mind, stop right there, no matter what I say today, I’m going to drag you into this!”

"But, damn it, I don't remember any knights under my command being so disobedient!"

"Why are you still saying this now? Didn't I destroy the round table a long time ago? Okay, stop obediently and let me take you away!"

“Ugh, I can’t hear anything… Master, Master! Why are you just watching? Come and help!”

Altria was still running, and Mordred was still chasing her, unaware that the tense atmosphere between them had not spread to other people at all. Even Shuoyue had already taken out the melon seeds and drinks and started watching the show.

"Give me some." Ritsuka took half without hesitation, leaned on the fragrant and soft Mashu, and sighed, "When will these two stupid knights realize that hunters don't need to make contact to release skills?"

"Who knows about this kind of thing?" Shuoyue said with a smile, "But in a sense, it's quite interesting to watch this pair of happy enemies perform, right?"

"Well, that's true..."

Ritsuka and Sakutsuki looked at each other and laughed evilly together.

"These two people suddenly feel so scary..." The three little ones behind him huddled together and trembled, especially Xiao Hei, who once again recalled the fear of being dominated by Shuo Yue.

"You said that these two people actually have a good compatibility, right?" Draco sat in the back with his chin in his hand, his face full of unhappiness, while Matthew beside her nodded vigorously.

In the end, the Holy Grail System couldn't stand it anymore and imposed sanctions.

Player No. 7 chooses to take away Player No. ]

[Player No. 7, please say your last words]

"I am innocent, why are you still chasing me, Sir Mordred!"

"Then come and hit me if you dare, lululu..."

"I just don't want to be punished, especially for such a ridiculous reason. You forced me to do this, Mordred!"

"Wait, wait, what are you doing, Knight King? The Master is still here... Hey!"

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Accompanied by the roar and Xiao Mo's screams, night finally fell on this land.

[Please close your eyes when it gets dark]

Chapter 366: Living Sacrifice Fu Fu

Chapter 367: Living Sacrifice - Fufu

"At night? What's there to say? He just shot Xiao Hei to death. If I'm not mistaken, Brother Brush is also dead, right?"

Shuoyue's face was gentle as his fingertips stroked the smooth golden hair. The hands that were still brandishing swords and guns a few minutes ago were now moving deftly, weaving a beautiful bun.

"That means that person must be punished?"

Dracoban half-closed his eyes, enjoying Shuoyue's attentive service, and was just about to lean on him to take a nap.

"There's no other way. Let's sacrifice for the greater good." Shuoyue shrugged. After tying the final knot, he looked at the exquisitely dressed Draco and nodded with satisfaction.