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Tie the survivor who disturbed (crossed out) to the carnival chair, and took a new photo. The girl and the mirror image of the remaining survivor are not nearby.

This meant that Joseph had to give up guarding the corpse if he wanted to arrest people. He casually glanced at the number of cipher machines left, and pulled the scarf that was tied too tight.

Compared to chasing and fleeing, he prefers laying traps and watching the prey fall into his hands, the more he struggles, the deeper he sinks.

He is a very patient hunter, he let the time pass by without heeding it, the look of the survivor sitting on the carnival chair became more and more desperate and terrified, and slowly turned into a trace of hysterical resentment, with irrepressible malice.People tend to go crazy in despair. It is the soil where darkness and evil breed. It distorts and ugliness people, and waters the flowers of evil from desire.

Joseph saw the complexity of the human heart, and he quietly waited for the flower to bear fruit.

I trotted all the way, and when I arrived near the carnival chair, the survivor had already been sitting on the chair for most of the time.

The carnival chair is at the door of the log cabin. Not far away, there is a camera with a light screen on. The ground is clean and there are no footprints of the regulators. It seems that the photographer has been away for a long time.

I ran over, and the panic-stricken survivor was struggling on the chair, and the thorns pierced her arm, leaving bloodstains.She raised her head in surprise when she heard footsteps, but when she saw me, unexpectedly, she said:

"why are you!"

I didn't have the heart to tell her that the magician didn't intend to save her, so I reached out and plucked the thorns from her body.The girl immediately jumped off the chair, looking very angry: "Why did you come here now, didn't you see that I was about to go to heaven? What about the magician, are you planning to give up on me like you gave up on the first person?"

I hurriedly said: "I was deciphering the cipher machine on the other side of the waste wall, so I came a little late, sorry. It's not safe here, let's hurry up and leave first."

She froze, and took a deep look at me. The look was strange but contained a kind of indifference: "You...forget it." She seemed to want to say something, moved her lips, and finally turned her head and left.

I couldn't help being surprised by her attitude, but I soon ran out of time to be surprised. The crisis warning suddenly magnified, and the supervisor walked out of the mirror world, and I ran away.

There were teammates who had just been rescued running together. Unfortunately, we all chose to run to the church.

I looked back, Joseph was holding the gorgeous western knife in his left hand, and his ice blue eyes were looking straight at me——

"I'm glad you care about me so much."

The young man stared at me meaningfully, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up in a cold voice with inexplicable heartbeat: "I have always maintained my loyalty to the marriage contract, and this is my answer. Before everything is finalized... I No offense to you."

"I can assume we've already started, can't we?"

I regained my senses from my memory, looked away in a panic and continued to run forward, the footsteps behind me kept approaching, I was anxious, and my teammates were more panicked than me, and almost tripped when I crossed the bench.I was blocked for a while, and Joseph chased after me.

We hurriedly wanted to run to the window. When we passed through a wooden board, in order to stop the supervisor, I directly smashed the wooden board, turned around and wanted to escape, but suddenly a figure flashed in front of me!

The teammate behind me screamed, as if teleporting, the photographer's figure appeared beside me, and before I could make any action, the cold knife light came to us, and I was caught off guard by a strong force——

【If you want to save people, go for it. Anyway, I won't go, and I don't suggest you to go. 】

Betrayed.

Now that I have promised not to release the water, I am naturally tied to the carnival chair.Joseph tied the last thorn and looked up at me.The slightly cool fingertips landed on the corners of my eyes, as if to appease, smoothed my messy black hair at the temples: "I'll be back soon."

When he said this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of sharpness in his usually indifferent eyes.It wasn't until he took out a snow-white handkerchief from his pocket and wrapped it in my hand that I didn't notice that my palm was pricked by thorns when I was saving someone.Those sharp thorns seem to be a reminder to every survivor who tries to save others, and there is a price to pay for trying to save others.

I certainly failed, and it was not pleasant in any way to get away with a game that was supposed to be trying to get away with someone who didn't matter.

I sat quietly on the carnival chair, watched Joseph walk away, and began to think with downcast eyes.It doesn't matter to blame or complain, human's inferiority is the source of all evils.The survivor's attitude just reminded me of the time when I first came to Odiris Manor.In the days when they first participated in the game, everyone watched indifferently as teammates were eliminated one by one, because those were just irrelevant lives... Everyone just needs to take care of themselves.That time and time again, we are still strangers even if we live in the same manor and fight in the same game field.

I can't ask others to be kind, because I can't do it myself.

I closed my eyes, stared at the silk handkerchief in my hand, and looked at it quietly for a while, but suddenly a sense of loss rose in my heart.

Unknowingly, footsteps gradually approached, and it took me a while to realize that when I looked up, it turned out to be a magician.

He stood a few meters away, his eyes flicked from the thorns tied to my body: "Beth Fenli, I thought you were pretty smart."

I was silent for a while, but he just stood there like that, without any intention of coming up to rescue me.I couldn't help but said, "Mr. Roy, are you planning to die?"

The magician said slowly: "I'm different from an air force mercenary. I usually only save valuable people."

"Am I worthless?"

Servy looked at me meaningfully: "You are valuable. But, Beth Fernley, I cannot trust you."

I froze.

"Beth Fenli, do you know why we didn't save the guy who went to heaven before?"

What else can it be for, it is nothing more than not wanting to save, this one reason is enough.

There was a scream, and the magician glanced in that direction casually, and said calmly and indifferently: "That's right, I don't want to save people, and I don't want to decipher it with you."

"It's not just me, I believe that guy who was saved by you just now is the same." When talking about another guy, his voice was a little disdainful.

"Why?" I recalled the survivor's attitude, she seemed a little hostile towards me, I asked with some uncertainty.

"Because of your relationship with the supervisor." The magician said bluntly.

Seeing me stunned, he slowly said: "You have a close relationship with the photographer... Everyone knows, and many people are guessing which side you are on."

"...you doubt me?" I was shocked and angry.

"Girls are always prone to superficial obsession with love." Servy Roy's eyes fell on the silk handkerchief in my hand, and he pretended to regret: "Beth Fernley, I thought you were a little clever, but You haven’t noticed that the atmosphere in the manor is not right these days? Can I say, is it because love makes people blind, or that you have given up and escaped from the manor.”

I opened my mouth: "...I didn't give up."

"I didn't do anything to betray everyone."

"How can we trust you if you say nothing?" The magician shrugged.

I can't prove it... My face turned pale, so it's my fault that the atmosphere of this game is so weird, and even being betrayed by my teammates?Does everyone think so?

I clenched my fists involuntarily, and the tingling sensation from the damaged palm reminded my teammates of their distrust of me.My heart was cold, and I said to the magician: "If Mr. Roy really thinks I'm a traitor, there's no need to come here, is there? Or are you here to appreciate how I was eliminated?"

"At first I was very skeptical." The magician said, "But I didn't expect that he would put you on the carnival chair." He showed a regretful look: "It seems that there is indeed some misunderstanding, but I can save you— —but I want you to promise me one condition."

I had to ask him: "What conditions?"

"Information, everything you know about the manor and the game."

... the old fox.

The author has something to say:

Survivor: Don't the regulators like Beth Fenley? It shouldn't matter (guilty)

Magician: For a woman blinded by love, there is nothing to worry about, she will know the news by scaring her ^_^

Hostess: :) I just smiled and said nothing