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The news that Joseph went to find the manor owner made me instinctively uneasy.

Hongdie is determined to guard me until the end of the time, chatting with me one after another, she has a gentle attitude, if I am not still sitting on the carnival chair, facing the danger of being eliminated all the time, I really think that the supervision The latter is an existence that is easy to get close to.It's just that my mind is messy, and she saw that I was absent-minded, so she couldn't help asking.

"Miss Michiko, do you know... Joseph, what is he doing to find the manor owner?"

"Well, I don't know either."

I lowered my eyes: "Really... I'm a little worried. I... After all, I'm just a survivor, and you are the regulators."

"Identity is not a problem." After listening to my words, Hongdie recalled something, and sighed softly: "As long as you really love each other."

in love...

I was about to say something, but when I looked up, I caught a glimpse of a blue skirt protruding from the wall not far away...it was Miss Doctor!

I couldn't help but look around, there was no boards or windows at all in an open space, the terrain was very simple, even if I could be rescued in this place, I couldn't escape at all.

Emily hid there carefully and glanced at me, meeting my gaze, she paused for a moment, as if hesitating, but finally ran over.

No, don't come here!

I shouted in despair in my heart, I know I won't be able to get away this time, and if Emily comes here, she may catch me by accident—even though she has a lot of experience in saving lives.

The lady doctor who rescued the dying and healed the wounded refused to watch her teammates sit on the carnival chair until the sky.However, as soon as she ran out, the supervisor noticed her.The next thing was expected, I was rescued, and soon I was knocked down again, and I was eliminated on the chair.

Emily...what the hell is she trying to do?

Back in the manor, Marta helped me back to my room to rest.I briefly told Marta what had happened, rested for a while, then struggled again and sneaked to the Hall of Illusions by myself.

"You can rest assured, Miss Beth Fenley, we will never disclose the contents of our respective invitation letters to anyone—unless the guest voluntarily discloses it."

Ms. Nightingale's words reassured me a lot, but then Ms. Nightingale changed her voice again: "You have to know that it is a matter of rules for regulators to eliminate survivors. Miss Beth Fenli, the matter between you and the photographer is equivalent to a drill. There is a loophole in the rules."

"Then what measures are you going to take?"

"No." Unexpectedly, Ms. Nightingale smiled slightly: "We don't plan to take any measures."

"It's also a kind of luck, or ability, to let the regulators let go. Survivors and regulators are willing, isn't it?" Ms. Nightingale said, "Just as survivors can have The qualifications to go to the other three routes are the same, and you are not the first case."

The rules of Odiris Manor are quite flexible.

I sighed: "What are you implying me? Are there any other exceptions in the manor?"

Nightingale smiled mysteriously: "What is a special case - it depends on your understanding."

Needless to say, I have already understood Ms. Nightingale's unfinished words. Perhaps it was the idea of ​​the villainous manor owner who revealed the loopholes in the rules to me. They naturally know that no survivor will give up such an opportunity.

I have to say that some associations brought about by this news, some thoughts on how to end the game, make my heart beat.

I walked out of the Hall of Illusions and came to the corridor on the first floor. I wanted to go back to rest, but after thinking about Nightingale's hint just now, I decided to leave the manor while no one was around.

Counting my steps silently, I came to the intersection again. Except for the two roads leading to the two manors, I have not been to the other two directions.

After hesitating for a while, due to his poor condition, he gave up exploring the unknown route and chose the path leading to the game field.Still enduring my distaste for the crossroads, after walking for a while, the fog cleared, and I found myself in the Red Church.

It can be said that I probably have some indissoluble bond with the Red Church. The escape rate in this venue is not high, and I have been unlucky a few times, which is also very helpless.

Several game venues, just come here.Walking quietly in the ruins of an empty church, it seems that you can hear the echo of your own footsteps.Except for some circling crows, there are no other creatures except himself, and the ruins in front of him have a cool tone, which looks extraordinarily bleak.

The ruined wall that had been knocked down was restored as before, and the damaged wooden boards were placed in the field one by one. All the traces left by the previous game disappeared, as if everything had returned to zero.The cold wind whistled through the venue, blowing the withered and yellow leaves on the old red carpet.Through the mottled arches, the cross in the church is silent. Perhaps except for the old wind, no god is willing to come to this lonely land of sin.

I stood quietly on the red carpet, looking at the cross carved on the wall, if a person needs quiet, then this might be a good place.The saints of Jesus Christ have already fled here, and no believer has repeated the prayer and repentance under the cross.Only the ominous crow occasionally flew past the window, making a desolate and piercing cry.

I touched the pendant hidden under my collar, put my hands on my chest, and lightly closed my eyes——I have done this action countless times in the past few years, whether it is prayer or confession, The glory of the gods has never belonged to me.I am an out-and-out liar, and my crimes have penetrated into my bone marrow, just like I never cared about the desecrated statue in Odiris Manor, maybe it is because I have no belief in God that I must be punished.

The owner of the manor said that these people involved in the game are not pure and kind-could it be because of fate?Maybe so.

Ms. Nightingale said that you are not the only exception.

What is a special case?

Can I be that special case?

Too many uncertainties can't shake the determination that has been made.I don't know what my ending will be, but I greet it, embrace it, even face the blade, and send it into my chest with a smile——what my mother taught me, the courage to throw everything at one basket, the obsession to look forward to despair , I think, I've got it.

After all, I am my mother's daughter, and our bodies have the same blood and the same madness.

Footsteps came from behind, the hard soles of leather shoes stepped on the old red carpet, and in the too empty venue, every sound was amplified.But who would come here?When I opened my eyes, I saw the handsome profile of a young man walking out of the depths of time, like the outline of the most elegant and beautiful statue, carefully carved by the hand of God.Just standing there, it seems that the whole space is brightened up.

He stood beside me quietly, looking up at the huge cross inlaid on the wall behind the podium, his expression was neither respectful nor solemn, and his blue eyes were clean without any emotion.But the tranquility still infected me, and I looked forward again. In the dimly lit area of ​​the Red Church, no one would have expected that survivors and supervisors could coexist in such a peaceful and peaceful way.

God says that before my throne all souls are equal.

Standing beside him, there was only peace in my heart, so peaceful that I could forget the gap between us and eliminate the distance, as if we were not in the eerie red church, but in a holy courtyard.I sneaked a look at his profile, and once again sighed with emotion for the person standing beside me—he must be the darling of the gods. He said that fate favored me, so why didn't fate favor him?Precisely because of the love of time, all the good things are gathered in those blue eyes, so it is reasonable to ignore everything.

Such a person just shows that he is different from you, maybe no one will not yearn for it.

I was lost in thought, only to see him staring ahead in silence for a while, then looked away, and a cold and dignified voice sounded in my ears: "The next game venue is the Red Church."

"The supervisor is me."

I froze for a moment, met those blue eyes unexpectedly, and felt a little flustered for a while, hurriedly looked away: "...um."

...It's so rude to stare at others like this...Beth Fernley, where is your etiquette?Realizing my mistake, I couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and I didn't know what to respond to, so I had to try my best to return my gaze to the wall.

"Are you afraid of me?" Joseph noticed my dodging eyes.

"No, it's not." He obviously misunderstood something, and I didn't know how to explain it. After a moment of silence, I heard him sigh faintly: "You always avoid me."

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have brought up those things and ruined... our date." He looked into my eyes and said to himself, "But there are some things that are unfair, and I always want you to know."

If I were still secretly shy just now, this frankness made me feel even more guilty: "It's not like that, it's because I'm too timid and always worrying about it, I don't know how to face you..."

"Trouble?" Joseph repeated the word with a thoughtful expression.Then I saw the girl in front of me blushing slightly, as if she had made up her mind, she closed her eyes and her eyelashes trembled a few times, and raised her voice slightly: "Please, have you ever been married?"

"..."

He couldn't help hooking the corner of his mouth.