Everyone looked at her in unison.

Su Ming'an's heart stirred. The mirror had just answered him: [In the first segment of life, people will only see the life corresponding to their identity]. But if others didn't ask the mirror, they wouldn't know this information. Given Mizushima Kawa Sora's intelligence, she would definitely know this piece of information, so is she fishing now?

Number 12, Lu Meng, stood up and said, "What I saw was your life, Mizushima Kawa Sora."

... Caught one.

Su Ming'an raised an eyebrow.

Lu Meng thought this was just a regular information exchange, not realizing that her identity was revealed with this statement. The fact that Lu Meng saw a player's life indicates that Lu Meng is a Saint, with no special identity.

"Mine... mine?" Surprisingly, it was Mizushima Kawa Sora who was agitated, although she quickly suppressed her loss of composure. However, her emotions were clearly exposed—no one could possibly remain calm when their life is exposed to others.

"Yes, yours! You nearly killed Su Ming'an, you executioner under the influence of a Deity!" Lu Meng spat words out rapidly, wanting to curse harshly, but her well-bred nature prevented her from uttering a single vulgar word: "Pretending to be a dignified representative of the Ancient Martial Families, do you think you're so clean? I didn't expect your past to be so dirty. Someone like you can actually be a top player, with so many people liking you, just because they can't see your life—"

"Shut up." Mizushima Kawa Sora didn't get angry, but her expression turned extremely gloomy.

The live broadcast room started to become chaotic. For many, others' suffering was just a spectacle, and they didn't care about the truth or falsehood, only finding it amusing to listen. Lu Meng's words were truly packed with information.

Lu Meng fearlessly met Mizushima Kawa Sora's gaze.

"Ahem... alright, does anyone else want to speak?" Number 9, Zhang Daoxuan, smoothed his white beard and tried to ease the tension.

The table fell silent.

People looked at each other, but no one spoke up.

Then Mizushima Kawa Sora revealed some information: "I saw Chao Yan's life, which means I'm truly the Judgment Angel. Agnes, the first Witch, is already dead. Now someone among us has surely transformed into the second Witch, and if I eliminate one, there'll only be the third Witch left. I need the life information you see so I can deduce who's most suspicious. If you're afraid of being targeted by the Witch, you can tell me quietly."

Her idea was good. Occupying such a fearless and powerful identity as the "Judgment Angel," using the rule that "the first segment of life corresponds to identity," she could figure out everyone's identity within one night, and she herself could gather all the information.

Su Ming'an said calmly, "Are you in such a hurry to end this tower?"

Mizushima Kawa Sora looked at him: "I'm different from you; I'm not someone who will throw away their life for a clue. The Christmas Eve incident a couple of days ago was thanks to the Order Angel keeping people safe every time. But seeing three dead today shows that the situation is no longer safe, and if this continues, I'm worried about third-party abductions—Su Ming'an, yet you don't want this game to end. Could it be that you're actually the Witch or part of the third party, and that's why you're confident you won't die tonight?"

Xue Qixia, standing nearby, laughed and said, "Yes, I'm also curious. Su Ming'an actually made it to the third day, and this isn't like the Fourth World where the werewolves couldn't kill you, but this time, the Witch's knife can't be dodged. How did you survive until today? Or are you the Witch?"

Mizushima Kawa Sora and Xue Qixia seemed to take turns targeting him, trying to stir up the rhythm, but Su Ming'an remained internally calm.

Yuanyuan, Lv Shu, Noel, Lu Meng, plus himself, already made five votes. If Boris is reluctantly counted in, that would be six votes. Although the right to vote can only be acquired during the Word Spirit session, only he and Noel currently have votes, but he wasn't worried at all.

The only uncertainty was the Witch's knife and whatever props Mizushima Kawa Sora and others gained during the daytime session.

The prop Noel used before allowed Su Ming'an to escape danger during the Word Spirit session. Who knew what Mizushima Kawa Sora had up her sleeve.

"Among your teammates—there must be a Witch." Mizushima Kawa Sora's lips moved.

This was highly probable.

Su Ming'an didn't deny it: "Please."

Mizushima Kawa Sora's gaze swept across the faces of Noel and others.

"Are you really not going to say anything? This makes me deeply suspicious that you don't want the good guys to win." Mizushima Kawa Sora said.

"—If this game carries the identity of 'admirers,' then we surely are the admirers." Noel propped her chin and said with a smile: "Whatever camp Su Ming'an is in, that's the one we want to win, it's that simple. I don't really care if the good guys win or not."

"What if the cost of losing is death? If Agnes and the others really died..." Mizushima Kawa Sora frowned.

"Well, that would mean Su Ming'an wins too." Noel said lightly.

Mizushima Kawa Sora was at her wit's end.

—She played logic with these people, but these people played emotions! No logic made sense to them; they just wanted Su Ming'an to win, not caring about anything else!

If Su Ming'an was a good man, Mizushima Kawa Sora would certainly be happy—but what if he wasn't? He was very likely to be in the third party!

"... Judgment," Mizushima Kawa Sora said with a grim face, "... Judgment on Number 3, Lv Shu."

Lv Shu looked at her blankly.

...

[Player Number 5 chooses to activate identity skill, target for judgment determined as: Number 3, Lv Shu.]

[Judgment failed, Number 3, Lv Shu is not the Witch.]

[Player Number 5 will receive a penalty in the daytime session.]

...

Mizushima Kawa Sora took a deep breath, feeling deeply powerless. She judged on a suspicion, but unfortunately, it wasn't correct.

During the voting session, the sides ended up in another tie.

In the Word Spirit session, due to the reduced number of people, two rounds of Word Spirit were required.

In the first round, Yuanyuan drew the angel card and chose Mizushima Kawa Sora.

...

[Question: Player Number 5, in what experience of your life did Lu Meng's mention of a "dirty life" come from? Please elaborate.]

[Question: Player Number 5, did you ever truly have the thought of killing Su Ming'an? Even for a split second in clarity, did you realize the Deity was seducing you, yet you hesitated and didn't actively wake up?]

[Action: Player Number 5 cuts off their left hand.]

...

[Player Number 5, please make a choice.]

...

Mizushima Kawa Sora stared at the options, silent for three seconds.

A hand fell to the ground, and she said nothing, not even uttering a cry of pain.

Su Ming'an watched this scene. He no longer wished to contemplate Mizushima Kawa Sora's intentions; the lady of the Lighthouse had long grown dim in his heart since Qiongdi.

Afterward, Zhang Daoxuan drew the angel card and chose Su Ming'an.

...

[Question: Player Number 1, why don't you go back and see Dieying? Do you know how exhausting it is for Chang Ge to be hidden?]

[Question: Player Number 1, what is your identity? Have you joined the third party, and if so, who are your third-party teammates?]

[Action: Player Number 1 cuts off their left hand.]

...

Su Ming'an's furrowed brows slightly relaxed.

...Is that so, Chang Ge has been discovered. In such a cold environment, it's normal for Chang Ge not to withstand it.

Options two and three can't be chosen. Because it's unclear whether the third party might also "die together," many games have this kind of setting. If the witch thinks Yuanyuan was stabbed to death, he would die too, which would be bad—this kind of question is clearly set up to make him choose one.

"I'll answer the first question." Su Ming'an said, "Because I don't want to watch. There's nothing good about interacting with invaders. It's impossible that if I beg you a few times, you won't invade. So I won't waste my energy unless you have some useful information."

His attitude towards such people has always been cold and ruthless, with no favorability.

…

[...]

…

There seemed to be six dots in the text.

Su Ming'an still went back to take a look, after all, Chang Ge was innocent.

Upon looking, the dance floor was gone, the cake was gone, and surprisingly, Dieying was also gone. The Star Sea was empty, unsure what Dieying had gone to do.

"...Chang Ge, Chang Ge?" Su Ming'an called a few times.

"You finally came back. It's really cold... uh, I don't mean to blame you, it's just too cold." Chang Ge said weakly, sounding pitiful.

...This kid, quite unfortunate. Previously, Chang Ge happily thought that following the Number One Player was incredibly easy, and that he could beautifully experience the entire plot. Unexpectedly, it was nothing but getting beaten and freezing.

Su Ming'an took out a blanket, towels, and a coat from his backpack all at once, and since the whole body couldn't move, he just threw them over himself. The starlight throne that Dieying had carefully made was instantly covered by a pile of clothes.

"I'm leaving, you endure it a little longer, this body really can't move." Su Ming'an said.

"Hmm..." Chang Ge, frozen and trembling, responded.

"By the way, where did Dieying go?"

"Dieying often disappears, not sure what he's off doing, maybe he's off pulling the causal line..." Chang Ge felt the thickness of the clothes and indeed found it better than before.

"Then I'm off." Su Ming'an departed.

Chang Ge gazed at the empty Star Sea, sat for a while, seemingly feeling the warmth of the clothes.

Suddenly, he stood up with a "swish" and walked towards the depths of the Star Sea.

…

[Number One Order Angel decides to guard Player Three.]

[Action confirmed.]

[Daylight arrives.]

…

This time, it was Su Ming'an and Noel's turn to walk through the door together to confirm identities. Yuanyuan, on the other hand, walked through another door with Lv Shu.

Standing in the corridor, the two exchanged words.

"Yuanyuan has confirmed your identity with you, right?" Noel said.

"I'm the Order Angel, and Yuanyuan is the Saint." Su Ming'an said.

"I'm the Saint," Noel said, "Mizushima Kawa Sora is the Judgment Angel. The only identity that remains unclear is the Slaughter Angel. Boris is still alive, he's probably the Puppet Master, right? Did he link to you?"

"Yes."

"Is the other one Lv Shu or Mizushima Kawa Sora?"

"Yuanyuan."

"Ah... Yuanyuan. Boris's thinking truly is unique. Alright, I understand. If I transform into a witch, I'll help you kill off the others. Mizushima Kawa Sora daring to reveal her identity today likely means the witch won't kill her; the second witch should probably be Xue Qixia or Zhang Daoxuan."

"What about Lv Shu? Would you kill him?"

"I think it's unnecessary to actually kill everyone. Maybe as long as the witch isn't around and we have a majority vote, it's enough. With you, Yuanyuan, Boris as three, when the number of people on the field reduces to five, it should end. Lv Shu and I should survive." Noel contemplated.

"That's the ideal situation."

"Yes, the ideal situation..."

They reached the next fork in the road.

"The life I saw was Lv Shu's. That was really... forget it, no comment." Noel glanced at Su Ming'an, "Wondering who I'll see next. If we go by the number of rounds, we can see at most two more people's lives before it's certain to end."

"...Lv Shu's life?" Su Ming'an, although curious, didn't delve into private matters.

But whose life did Noel see as a Saint? This isn't just "seeing a person's past" so simple; there are various life branches, you can even experience the emotions at that time. As long as the viewer is slightly selective, it's easy to dig up hidden information and completely understand a person.

How unfortunate... Leaving out the witches, there are a total of five Saints on the field. Yuanyuan saw you, I saw Lv Shu, Lu Meng saw Mizushima Kawa Sora. That leaves Zhang Daoxuan and Xue Qixia—someone must have seen my life... even if they didn't see mine in the first round, they definitely will in the second round." Noel chuckled lowly, "…None of them are good people."

Though smiling, Noel's mood wasn't as optimistic; this wasn't like him.

... Or perhaps when certain conditions are met, even the most optimistic person will have a period of depression. Su Ming'an suddenly recalled the day Noel said he couldn't see colors ... that was also an optimist on the brink of collapse, a cry for help.

Does Noel still see colors now?

He wouldn't answer either.

Su Ming'an bent down, shutting off the live broadcast room, and looked Noel in the eye: "…Do you have something you don't want others to see? I'm asking... something that's [truly] untouchable, unlike my situation."

Not flaws, shame, or a past that one doesn't wish to face in the eyes of society. Not the embarrassment of sleeping under a bridge, or the pain of domestic violence.

But truly... [something that cannot] be seen by others.

Noel looked back at Su Ming'an, his gaze slightly averted, his long eyelashes seemed to tremble faintly, but it was like a fleeting retreat. The blue pupils quickly refocused and once again filled with a smiling radiance, as if quickly donning a vibrant blue attire.

"...No," Noel said.

"No."

He repeated it.

Su Ming'an watched a while longer, until Noel's pupils bore an innocent look, then straightened up.

"Then let's continue." Su Ming'an said calmly.

…He knew Noel had many secrets, just as he did, including Lu and Isabella, which of them didn't have many secrets, even Mizushima Kawa Sora too. Although Noel's demeanor undoubtedly suggested something was amiss, as long as it didn't affect their cooperation, Su Ming'an wouldn't press further.

"Okay." Noel said with a smile, placing his hand on the mirror.

Su Ming'an gazed into his cerulean pupils, deep in thought for a long time.

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