Every time the panic is a battle, the other party seems to have taken out 10,000 panic value of Wang Bang, but on the "real" side, the combat power is also undiminished.

Because this kind of thing has long been familiar to people. Many panic ceremonies have people inexplicably heavy yards to be dealers. This kind of large amount of lying value can easily guide public opinion, and thus directly win the victory.

Of course, there are two other possibilities, one is that the dealer knows the inside information, and the other is to guide all the bets to the wrong side in this way, and then bet on the right side yourself, and then eat all the odds.

The panic ritual is the most complex and testing system.

Most of the people who win are people who know inside information.

You see, the battle is not over yet.

On the "real" side, some people continued to increase the weight, five hundred and five hundred, and slowly began to chase after the "lie".

"If I don't give any gold or silver, then move my name out, and the focus is still on the word 'money'. Suppose he doesn't get the money, then he needs it now, and he wants to make others think that he is not short of money. In order for a lie to remain undetected, there must be enough truth to confuse the concept. Young master, I think he just wants to get a little money from the ceremony. ”

Ian looked at the children on the stage, every inch of his movements in his heart.

Seriously, he sensed something was wrong.

He didn't speak, just silently looked at the voting instruments on the stage. Everyone is betting, but who can read the undercurrents hidden in them?

Can you handle this storm?

Ian would have remembered his panic in the House of Lords, he hadn't seen it before, but at that time, he felt the storm. Those nobles were nothing more than surprised by his identity and resurrection from the dead, otherwise they pooled their money to vote on the spot, and the winner or loser was still undecided.

But the kid in front of him obviously can't be compared with Ian. I slurred my speech, trembled all over, and I don't know which nobleman the coat on my body was torn off, which was simply full of flaws.

"There's a problem. Ian, who had been silent for a long time, had just said this when news came from the square that the ceremony had ended.

He glanced up at the results of the vote.

Lie: True = 24163:16838

Lies narrowly win.

But the child did not show a happy expression on his face, and he also looked up at the results of the vote, and in the few seconds that the elf announced, his expression seemed to have gone through a thousand storms.

From life to death.

"Panic, failure!"

Without any pause, the counter is reset to zero instantly, and every fluctuation of the number represents the transfer of the lie value from one account to another.

Finally, there is the child's own account.

He watched as the numbers inside were cleared.

"In the last 10 years, the probability of winning in the capital is only 17%, which is not surprising, this kid is already doing very well, if he can get into school......"

"Maybe he won't be able to get in. Ian looked at the child slumped to the ground, a little unbearable.

But the elf can't be affectionate and righteous, and as soon as the palm-sized one waved its hand, a gust of wind passed, and the child was thrown off the field.

"Let's go, let's keep up. Ian pulled Isha out of the square, using a stealth spell to keep up with the stumbling child in broad daylight.

He sat on the ground and cried for a while, but then he had no choice but to walk out of the city.

Ian could clearly see that a few thugs were following him.

"Hey! Stop!"

As soon as one of the thugs screamed, the child immediately fell to the ground in fright. It's close to the outskirts of the city, and no one will care.

As long as you are sure that he is not from the capital, it will be much easier to do it.

After a fat beating, they snatched the child's only luxurious coat left. It was dressed in coarse cloth, and at first glance it looked like a peasant's thing.

But just as they were about to leave the alley, two figures blocked their way.

"Sister Isa, keep me one. Ian moved his arm: "I can't beat the regular practitioner, a gangster should be fine." ”

"Harm ~ small things. Isha didn't know where to learn the mantra.

Two minutes later, Ian looked at the fallen thug and rubbed his aching fist.

Okay, I have the feeling of the past. The sixteen-year-old body, although not strong enough, is still very malleable.

Driving away the gangsters, Ian took the coat into his hand, walked up to the child with Isha, and helped him up.

"I watched the panic just now. Ian's fake face gradually changed back to its original form, and soon the child recognized his identity.

Ian ...... Ian IV!"

Isha covered his mouth.

"You lost your panic just now, kid, I want to hear the truth. Ian took out some money from his body and stuffed it into the child's hand: "What did you say false?"

The child looked at the money, and then at Ian IV, sobbed for a moment, and looked around to find a place to escape, but Isa's momentum was here, and the spell was tightly sealed, and it would not give him any way back.

"I ...... I didn't mean to have your name...... Cloth, cloth panicked...... It's not ......"

"I didn't care about this, I just asked, what do you want when you come to panic?"

The child did not answer, but buried his head between his legs and did not speak for a long time.

"We didn't want to inquire about you, but this is indeed Ian IV, and he doesn't have much money left in his family, and even if he wants to help you, he is powerless. As she spoke, Isha threw another bit of gold and silver in front of the child, then took a step back and watched silently.

But at least, hearing this, the child stopped crying.

"I ...... ...... at home Mom...... My mom is sick. No money, home, family, my dad went to participate in the Bu Panic last time, just ...... The day you were there...... In that panic, he lost most of his money and became ill. I have no way to steal ...... Stealing a piece of clothing and thinking about the capital...... You may not know what we are going on...... I...... I just. ”

"The capital is full of people, let alone panic. Isha picked up the child, who walked out of the alley with snot and tears, and ran out of the capital with the money she had just brought in her hand.

"Isha, Kars. Ian summoned his guardian spirit and said, "Take some money and fill the vacancy in his family and ask someone to heal his parents." ”

"Yes, yes, but we're ...... now," Kars sleepy-eyed.

But Isha quickly gave it a look and held back what it wanted to say. Then Isa took Ian's arm and walked back slowly.

The square of the panic ceremony is still full of people.

"Young Master, you are very smart and know that you can't say that sentence in front of him. ”

"He thought I was lying. There was anger in Ian's tone.

"Young Master. Isha shook her head and picked out a cheap pastry for him in the bright window: "If you want others to feel your sincerity, rely on lies." Of course, if you want to express your sarcasm, you also rely on lies. But there's one thing I can't hide from you. Master, we don't have any money now. ”

"No money, aren't we one of the four families?" Ian muttered, looking at the pastry in his hand, and suddenly it didn't smell good.

"Originally, there should only be three major families left. Isha touched Ian's head, even though she knew that there might be another soul living inside him, but he still looked like a teenager.

"Alas. Ian let out a long sigh, handed the pastry in half to Isa, and then turned to walk towards the square.

"Hey, young master, where are you going?"

"Make money, Isha, come and help me. ”

"Young Master, Young Master, this is not a good way, Young Master Ian!" Isha was pushed by Ian and unconsciously stepped on the Panic Square. Suddenly, there was silence, and everyone looked at this new panicker, expecting her to bring them a new panic.

"Young Master......" Isha burst into tears, not because he asked her to panic, but because of his decision, Isha was a little helpless.

"Go, Sister Isa, do as I say. ”

Isha sighed and walked to the center of the plaza with her head drooping. She had already cast a magic spell to cover her face, and everyone present did not know her identity.

Without the elf's instructions, without any hesitation or fear, Isha walked to the affidavit, looked at the elf who was in a hurry, and in the next second, pressed her hand on the affidavit.

"I am the fourth steward of the Ian family, the daughter of the Lord of Syracuse in the North, and the sixth-level mage of the Black Tower, Isa Sher. ”

There was an uproar.

These titles are somewhat unfamiliar, everyone knows that the Ian family has a butler, and all the nobles have butlers, but their identities, as well as the stories behind them, are not well known to the public. Not to mention that Isha standing here has changed her appearance, if it weren't for a mage of the same level here, no one would see her identity.

Ian looked at Isha, who was dressed in civilian clothes, standing in the center of the square, and her left hand was trembling, and felt that the people of Manda Country were really born to lie. The traverser he saw yesterday had a clear contrast.

The prepared arrangement quickly reached everyone's hands, and people stared at Isha on the stage, chewing every word she said, feeling full of flaws, but they couldn't find anything wrong with them.

True: Lie = 689:3759

Everyone thought she was lying.

"She's crazy, who is this?"

"It doesn't look like a northerner at all, you see, skinny and small. ”

"Look at that dress, hey, isn't it that many people have wanted to come to the capital to become famous recently. If you want me to say, we watched more panic than she ate rice, where did the little girl come from!"

Soon, the lying side won an almost overwhelming victory, and many people even voted for it, even if they didn't make much money, they had to show their attitude.

Where is the ceremonial of panic in the capital that such unreasonable countrymen casually participate? Isn't this a waste of time?

"Get down!"

It is rare for the market's views to be unprecedentedly unanimous, and soon, the lying side gathered 50,000 lie points and directly ended the trial.

The elf raised his spear and called out the name of the victor.

"Panicker, Isa Sher, win!"