Chapter 208: Divine Decree (15)
t6> É 10,D G u4(5op v f @eĆ U? Does NQ abstain? Myron looked at Dominic, who seemed to be in a hurry.
Dominique hurriedly waved his hand, his face flushed: "I'll think about it again." â
"If you don't vote, you'll abstain." Twelve glanced at Dominic, looking slightly impatient.
"Wait!" Dominique looked around the field for a moment, then quickly held up the number one sign.
The seventh eyebrow frowned, and the first was withdrawn, but fortunately, there was also an ordinary werewolf named four, and as long as the knife dropped the second one tonight, he would win.
Moira was not as calm as Maki Qi, her left hand under the table was clenched into a fist, but there was still a smile on her face.
Just as Myron was about to count the votes, Dominique suddenly shouted, "Wrong, wrong, I'm going to take the number nine sign!" â
As soon as Moira heard this, her fist-clenched hand suddenly loosened, and the smile on her face was extremely relaxed.
Twelfth, on the other hand, turned his head around and glared at Fifteenth, and then said to Myron, "This is not okay! â
Myron glanced at Ying Qi quietly, then lowered his eyes, and said slowly: "The judge hasn't counted the votes yet." â
The implication is that Dominique can vote back.
"No. 1 gets five votes, No. 9 gets five votes, and both sides have the same number of votes, and since the sheriff votes for No. 9, it's No. 9 who is out of this round." Myron looked around, then said slowly.
"Now Nine has left a last word."
Nine sneered: "What else is there to stay, the werewolves have won." â
She stood up from her seat, a gentle smile on the corner of her lips: "But this game, I had a lot of fun with everyone, the game is finally over, and we can meet Father." With that, she turned her eyes to Myron.
Myron bowed slightly, and when he raised his hand, Nine had disappeared from his position.
Dominic's eyes were full of anticipation: "It's game over." "The werewolves are all out.
Myron looked at Dominic, and a smile tugged at the corner of her lips: "The game continues." â
Dominic's face turned white immediately, and he only now realized that he had voted the wrong vote.
As night fell, Myron's voice rang out: "Werewolves are starting to kill. â
"Number two." Moira opened her mouth without hesitation.
The next day, as all the living people sat down at their tables, they heard Myron say slowly, "It was Number Two who died last night." â
"It's game over, werewolf wins."
Hearing Myron say this, the corners of Maki's lips hooked up a calm smile, and finally won, while Two, Eight, Twelve, and Fourteen had expected expressions, only Dominique almost buried his face in his chest with guilt.
Before they could react, Myron had already used her divine power to send them all away.
No. 4 smiled and said, "Who are you two demons?" â
Maki didn't speak, but his eyes looked at Moira.
When she opens her eyes as a demon on her first night, Myron tells her that if the werewolves win, the game won't end, but only relative to the good guys and werewolves.
Now there are only three werewolves left, and the werewolves need to find out who the demon is.
That's why she didn't reveal to her wolf companions that she was actually a demon.
Moira noticed Makichi's gaze and couldn't help but chuckle, "You're the demon." â
At this moment, Myron smiled and said, "Now vote for the real demon, and the loser is out." â
"Take back the right of Sheriff No. 1 and speak in order from No. 1."
Moira looked at Maki with a smile on her face, but the mockery in her eyes was full of mockery: "No. Seven's disguise is good, as a real demon, he hasn't revealed his identity to his companions for a long time, I guess I already knew that if the werewolf won, there would be such a play!" â
"Let me have a little bit, the five werewolves, the sixth and the thirteenth are all dead, only the three of us are left, the fourth is definitely not a demon, I am just an ordinary werewolf, what else is there to guess, the demon must be seven, and the seventh is particularly good at disguise in the first round, it is not strange that she can hide until now as a demon."
Number Four and so glanced at Moira and Maki Seven respectively, and then scratched their heads: "I'd better listen to Seven's speech again." â
The corners of his lips curled and smiled: "No. 1 just said that No. 4 is definitely not, and then she No. 1 is not, so I am." Can I also say that because Neither Four nor I are demons, you are? â
"This kind of causal argument is really ridiculous, and the night before yesterday, No. 1 said that No. 11 was knifed at night, because he was a hunter, why didn't he knife No. 2, her explanation was that because No. 2 jumped on its own, I don't know whether it was true or false, so No. 11 was safer."
Speaking of this, Maki Qi looked at Moira meaningfully: "Obviously, the identity of the hunter of No. 11 is also self-jumping, why doesn't No. 1 suspect it?" Because she must have experienced the eleventh the night before, and the second has not yet been tested, so she is so sure, the fourth, you think about it carefully, every night, it has always been the first in the layout, why is her thinking so clear, have you thought about it? â
Four's brows are tightly locked, and Seven's words are indeed more convincing, right! If No. 1 hadn't verified No. 11's identity, why was No. 11 a hunter!
In fact, Moira didn't think so much at the time, she just thought that No. 11 was the first to jump and No. 2 was the last to jump, and she was more or less suspicious of No. 2, so she decided on No. 11.
Unexpectedly, this was caught by No. 7!
"Vote now."
Maki Qi immediately held up the number one sign, and correspondingly, Moira also held up the number seven sign.
Number Four hesitated, and finally raised the number one sign with a slight trembling feeling under Moira's cold contempt.
Two votes for the first one, one vote for the seventh.
Myron lowered his eyes and smiled, and then said: "No. 1 and No. 4 are out, and the demon wins!" â
Moira suddenly stared at Myron at this moment and said: "I don't think it's fair, the entire werewolf team has always been led by me, and I think my performance is better than Seven in all aspects, if I decide that Seven is the archbishop based on this alone, I think it's hard to convince the public!" â
The light in Myron's eyes was a little weird: "Why do you know that the winner of this game must be the archbishop?" â
Moira was suddenly dumbfounded.
Four's whole person seemed to be punched, and his brain was dizzy: "What, isn't this just a game?" Isn't the archbishop determined only after God the Father has ordained him? â
"It was the Father's guidance, and I was inspired by the Father."
Moira raised her eyes and said very reverently.
Just as Myron raised her hand, a black mist burst out of the gem on Moira's chest, enveloping her in it, Myron looked startled, and quickly used her light divine power to dispel the black mist.
In a moment, the black mist was gone, and Moira was gone.