The Righteous Player(s)

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Kafney took a deep breath and tried to suppress the pressure that emerged in her heart.

——There is nothing to be afraid of.

She warned herself so.

This is just a gambling fight with a rotten man, even in a nightmare-you don't even need to win.

Kafni believes that Annan can fail when he wants to lose, and win when he wants to win. But because the rotten husband has the right to admit defeat, if Kafni can lose here, Annan can get better results instead.

But in the end, this is still a nightmare that is harmless no matter the outcome.

If in this kind of battle, there is no courage to fight against the corrupt husband...

Kafney wouldn't believe in herself at all, and could always follow Annan.

Annan will face enemies of this level sooner or later.

She doesn't want to be a pet, let alone a burden. She couldn't accept that because of her own drag, Annan ruined the chance of winning that she might have won-she didn't need this kind of future.

If she can't be the key to Annan's victory.

I can at least provide some help to Annan while protecting my own safety-even if it's just a sword or a shield...

Annan was even able to fight the rotten husband head-on. Salvatore had also been directly involved in that battle... but she could only deal with those summons.

Kafney also thought about it at the time.

If it is not Salvatore who is with Annan, but himself... can he do better?

——The answer is no.

Her too keen perception made it impossible for her to look directly at the body of the god. It's like looking directly at the sun's brilliance with your naked eyes...The sharper your eyes, the more serious the damage you will suffer.

Moreover, Annan challenged the corrupt husband, not the folly of a madman.

As a Bronze Rank transcendent, fight against the gods-without even failing.

Rather, he bit off a bite of meat from the rotten man, and drove the rotten man's church out of Noah's kingdom directly. Saved his life from the side.

This kind of thing...

"——Of course I can do it."

Kaphney, who played Dmitry, suddenly sharpened her eyes.

"Dmitry" waved and threw away the ritual knife with only the handle left.

His left hand is still in his pocket, while the index finger, **** and thumb of his right hand are placed on the cards.

The man with long black hair closed his eyes and tried his best to ignore the negative emotions in his heart.

His brain started to move fast--

——The rules are simple.

Three of the fifteen cards are marked. Draw five times in a row. If you draw one, you will win, and the rest will be lost.

Very simple rules.

The game itself is really fair, and it seems that there is no way to win.

It seems that you can only bet on your life?

"……wrong."

Cavani squinted her eyes slightly.

She suddenly realized a problem.

This game, if she wants to win. It is indeed a fairly fair game... but if she wants to lose, it will become difficult.

Her goal happened to be to lose the game-to give the initiative to win and lose to Annan.

These three marked numbers were manually selected by Annan, not completely random. Because of this, it became traceable...Caphney's knowledge of Annan determined that it was possible for her to guess these numbers.

So, her strategy actually has two directions.

That is to avoid these three numbers completely and choose the number that Annan "will never choose" to achieve "zero number clearance"; or you can guess the number that Annan chose directly and choose multiple "may choose" numbers. , To achieve "plural customs clearance".

If you change your strategy halfway, it will actually increase the difficulty.

...Which way should I choose?

"Dmitry" frowned, exhaling a deep frosty cold breath.

"Are you thinking, ‘Which way should I go?’"

The rotten man suddenly said with a bright smile like a clown, and said softly: "Do you want to avoid the three numbers chosen by Annan, or do you want to try and guess whether Annan chose the one? What about the numbers?

"If you choose to avoid it, can you really avoid it? And the number chosen by Annan sounds easier to guess... But if in the end, you only guessed one, or even none at all? ?

"——Does this mean that you actually don’t know Annan at all?"

"Long-winded."

"Dmitry" said coldly, thinking seriously.

If it were Annan... what number would he choose?

It is impossible for Annan to choose three cards at will to bet on his life.

That is not his style at all. In other words, the number he chose must have some meaning.

And if Annan predicts that these three numbers are for guessing...no, he will be able to guess it. Then he will definitely choose a number that can be guessed.

...The first number.

"--twelve."

"Dmitry" replied in a deep voice, reaching out and holding down the card marked "Queen holding the Holy Grail" and marked with Ⅻ on it.

This is the number that symbolizes the old grandmother and the most sacred number to the people of Winter.

Their current identities are Dmitry and Annan ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and they are in the Duchy of Winter, which happens to be December. This number should not be difficult to guess.

"Then, the first secret."

The rotten husband said leisurely: "[Annan had a murderous intent on you]."

... Is this true or lies?

"Dmitry" paused slightly with his hand and looked up at the rotten man.

The rotten man just raised his hands and said with an innocent look: "Of course I won't tell you whether it is true or not. It is up to you to judge by yourself. Otherwise, the difficulty will be reduced.

"But I don't play that kind of word game. If you say something like'the number of lies is the same as the marked cards', the order of truth and lies will be shuffled. As long as the card you draw is true, it must be Lies; as long as they are false, they must be true."

The corners of the rotten man's mouth rose slightly: "How about it, isn't this particularly friendly?"

"...Can you shut up?"

"Oh No."

The rotten man chuckled and said: "I will tell you the secret of Annan if I say that I will tell you; but since I didn't say when to tell you, then I will choose to settle on the spot-if you really know Annan enough, Wouldn't this make you lose more easily?"

...It's noisy.

It must be a lie.

Cavny thought to herself.

Annan will not be willing to kill others at will, let alone his brother. This pure kindness is also the biggest difference between Annan and others.

So at least one more one...

"Dmitry" furrowed his brows and pressed his hand to the number seven without hesitation.

Kafney knew that Annan was the seventh solar of the sun.

The number seven is meaningful to him... he might choose this number.

"The second secret," the rotten man said leisurely, "[Annan's soul comes from other worlds]."