“I really… am not a Lover…”
Werewolf A looked at the Wolf King lying on the ground and frowned slightly.
Was she telling the truth?
To be honest, he still suspected the Wolf King was part of the Lovers.
What Conan had said during the day was correct.
If the Lovers were in the camp of the good, Cupid would have revealed himself long ago!
Therefore, it was impossible for Cupid to be on the side of the good!
However, now that Old Six Du, who was a Werewolf, was dead and he himself wasn’t a Lover, then this Wolf King had to be one!
But he had to admit, while the Wolf King had a cowardly personality, she was stubborn enough.
Even after such a beating, she wouldn’t talk.
But it didn’t matter anymore…
Truthfully, Werewolf A wanted to kill the Wolf King.
But… he was afraid that if the Wolf King died, she would use her skill to take him down with her…
So he couldn’t push it too far.
Finally, he pulled the Wolf King up and said, “Haha, sorry. I suspected you were a Lover before.”
“Since you aren’t, we are still good teammates in the same camp.”
“In this game, only the two of us can survive together.”
“I hope you understand me. After all, nobody wants to die.”
At this moment, Werewolf A looked exactly like the scumbag who begged for forgiveness after committing domestic violence.
The Wolf King naturally knew what kind of person he was and how hypocritical his words were, but she still nodded quickly.
“It’s… it’s fine…”
“Who are we… killing today…”
Werewolf A said, “Kill Great Emperor Zhenwu.”
“He’s an obvious God Card. He definitely has to be killed.”
The Wolf King asked, “Can I… not participate…”
Werewolf A laughed upon hearing this.
“Haha… I am a gentleman, so of course I will fulfill a lady’s request.”
“Besides…”
A look of excitement was clearly written on Werewolf A’s twisted face.
He was enjoying this game.
He was enjoying the pleasure of killing!
Great Emperor Zhenwu couldn’t sleep at all tonight.
The fact that he held the Idiot Card was now known to every Player.
He was currently holding a rake he had found in the fields.
He hid beside the door, leaning against the wall as he waited for the Werewolves to come in.
He thought that if a Werewolf actually found him, he would fight them to the death!
Every minute and every second was an ordeal.
He regretted it to death.
Why couldn’t he just shut his mouth?
Why did he have to blurt out his identity!
‘I didn’t think Conan was actually a Werewolf… He revealed my identity…’
At this moment, Great Emperor Zhenwu believed that Old Six Du must have been a good person, Conan must be a Werewolf, and Shiba Daye must be the Hunter.
As for the others, he didn’t know!
Right, Pikachu should be a good person…
He was still in a completely dazed state, unable to see the situation clearly.
Thinking carefully, he was a professional mover and had practiced martial arts as a child.
His physical fitness was definitely impressive.
Even if a Werewolf came, he had a fighting chance, didn’t he?
‘Haha… it should… be fine…’
Thinking of this, Great Emperor Zhenwu smiled.
He smiled innocently.
Pfft!
“Ugh…”
However, just as he was smiling, he suddenly froze.
Intense pain surged through his body, his vision blurred, and blood splashed onto the ground.
Looking down, deep blue claws had actually penetrated his abdomen and were being withdrawn in the next moment.
Blood poured continuously from his stomach, and his brain began to grow foggy.
The wall of the thatched hut had been punched through directly by the Werewolf!
“Ah!”
“Aaaahhh!!!”
The pain in Great Emperor Zhenwu’s abdomen was excruciating.
Blood surged up from his throat, but he still let out a loud roar and stood up.
He gripped the rake, turning around to fight the Werewolf in a desperate last stand.
Then, he saw the terrifying Werewolf tear the door of the thatched hut to pieces, looking at him with a mocking expression.
“Haha… I can hear people talking inside from outside the thatched hut.”
“You still wanted to ambush me?”
“You really don’t know how much a Werewolf’s physique has been enhanced!”
Great Emperor Zhenwu felt like he was at his limit.
He didn’t know if the Witch would save him.
Using all his strength, he raised the rake high and swung it at the Werewolf.
But…
Crack!
The Werewolf broke the rake with a single blow, then his claws savagely pierced Great Emperor Zhenwu’s abdomen once more.
It was another brutal slaughter.
The Wolf King stood outside the thatched hut, clutching her head and crying continuously.
20 minutes later, Werewolf A emerged covered in blood.
Looking at the Wolf King crying by the side of the thatched hut, he went over and patted her head, saying softly, “Hehehe… you don’t understand the thrill of killing…”
“Of course, this is also so we can survive and win this game.”
“If the Witch still doesn’t save anyone, I’ll Claiming Prophet tomorrow and issue a Check-Kill to get someone else out.”
“Don’t abstain, and don’t vote for yourself again.”
“Otherwise, if I fail, I will definitely tell everyone you are a Werewolf too.”
“Hehehe… follow me, and we’ll survive together.”
The Wolf King kept her head down.
Sensing the pressure from the claws on Werewolf A’s hand increasing on her head, she could only nod repeatedly.
Terminology:
Check-Kill: A Werewolf identified by the Prophet’s inspection is called a Check-Kill.
Gold Water: A good person identified by the Prophet’s inspection is called Gold Water.
Silver Water: A person saved by the Witch’s Antidote is called Silver Water.
***
Pikachu had participated in three games already.
Although she seemed like an abrasive and careless older sister, she was actually crude but meticulous, with a very delicate mind.
In the beginning, her violent temper was a show of force to prove her value.
Her weakness was that her thinking ability was slightly lacking.
Therefore, after making others acknowledge her, she would look for someone who seemed trustworthy and smart to bind herself to as an ally.
At least, that was how it had been in her previous games.
Even though she had been plotted against in the final rounds by the intelligence-type players she had bound herself to in two of those games, she had managed to survive through sheer brute force and physical advantages.
In this round, the person she chose was Shiba Daye.
Although Pikachu wasn’t very old, she had run her own restaurant and met many people.
However, she had never met someone like Shiba Daye—gloomy, yet not feeling particularly sinister.
She only knew he was smart, and he felt trustworthy.
As for the others, Pikachu couldn’t see through them.
Was he really the Hunter?
Pikachu had played Werewolf Kill before, but because her logical reasoning was poor, she always spoke based on her feelings and was often voted out.
She had a short fuse and would often lash out at people, which was the reason she eventually deleted the game in anger.
Although by logic, Shiba Daye’s identity as the Hunter should be confirmed, Pikachu just felt like he wasn’t a Hunter.
He didn’t look like a Hunter…
He didn’t look like a Werewolf, either.
Actually, Pikachu already suspected Shiba Daye held a Lover card or a Cupid card.
There was a high probability he wasn’t in her camp.
But…
Even so, who else could she trust?
Who else could she bind herself to?
Taoqimao wasn’t even as strong as she was.
With Dieyu acting like such a bitch, Pikachu wouldn’t be willing to suck up to her even if she died.
Cthulhu had no opinions of his own, and Pikachu always felt like he was a Wolf.
There was no specific reason, just like her feeling that Yi Mo seemed like a good person.
It was based purely on instinct.
Baiduren was smart and had leadership qualities, but his superior attitude was infuriating to look at.
Instead, the Ordinary Girl Village Chief was the one who made Pikachu feel more and more that she wasn’t simple.
‘No, go and talk to her?’
Pikachu looked at the pouring rain outside the window and frowned slightly.
Pikachu didn’t get along with any of the women in this game.
But Pikachu figured that even if she got insulted a bit, the other girl was younger, so she could endure it.
As long as it wasn’t too excessive, it would be fine.
As long as… she could survive.
As long as she was someone who could be relied upon!
The time they were allowed to leave their rooms was 5:00 AM.
Because Great Emperor Zhenwu’s identity had been exposed, Pikachu hadn’t slept all night.
Currently sporting large dark circles under her eyes, she watched the pitch-black window return to normal at 5:00 AM, confirming the time.
“Hmph, that big idiot!!!!”
As soon as she thought of that idiot Great Emperor Zhenwu, Pikachu got angry.
Yet, she didn’t dislike such an honest man; she actually found him somewhat likable.
She clenched her fists.
she wanted to go see if he was dead or if the Witch had saved him…
However, she was a bit afraid to step out the door, fearing that if she went, the outcome would be bad.