t should hold it."The executioner picked up one of the willow-leaf knives, gazing at the fine glint reflected from its tip. He explained in a flat tone.The goddess' eyes trembled violently, and she in...Chapter 127: Frey's Heavyweight Detective Operation

On the precipice of a rugged, sheer cliff face, even the slightest movement of your foot feels like walking on clouds. [/Google Search]

Frey's steps challenged the boundaries of death, standing on the precipice of that cliff.

Looking down, the rugged cliffs resemble the body of a giant carved out, with only a few sparse plants like scars. In the mist, the valley bottom is faintly visible, occupied by a surging rapids.

If you accidentally fall down, you will inevitably be smashed to a pulp.

Even with a spell that grants immunity from death, one could still die quickly from grievous wounds and being unable to move.

That's it.

The detective stared out at the cliff, as if silently observing something, yet also seeming unsure of his next move.

Because anyone standing behind Ren knows, there's nothing good to observe about this cliff!

Everything points to a merciless fate for the challengers.

Even though the detective had, in near-private conversation under everyone's watchful eyes, already gathered each challenger's written profession on a piece of paper at the library.

But it still doesn't seem like there is any information that can be used for inference.

The traitor, disguised flawlessly.

If there is no further progress, we can only wait for the traitor to begin acting tonight for the mission objectives, and engage in a bloody game with them. Only after the first round of bloodshed will it be possible to grasp the key clues and continue to advance the investigation.

In such a passive situation, if the detective were killed on the first night, things would be nearly hopeless.

Even if the detective survives, it is highly likely that someone else will die tonight.

Fear gripped everyone’s hearts. They no longer harbored a sliver of hope, certain that this foray into the Shadow World was destined to be a grueling and harrowing five days and nights.

That's how a full two minutes passed.

The challengers looked at Mr. Detective, wondering what he was still doing standing on the cliff edge for so long.

Could it be that this detective is really an idiot, with not a single idea

"Detective, what do we do next..."

Finally, the young master of the Canberra Kingdom's Chamber of Commerce couldn't help but ask.

In fact, from the very beginning of Frey's journey through the castle, he had only pursued efficiency, aiming to inspect the castle structure at the fastest possible speed. He even skipped over any places that could potentially hold clues. This behavior caused many people to feel uneasy or suspicious.

Hearing this, Frey observed the cliff for a while longer.

It was as if he had finally been sure of something.

He turned back and looked at everyone, asking:

"Alright, you all told me your professions earlier, right Does anyone want to change it"

Frey's words sent a chill down everyone's spines.

The profession represented by an identity is only accessible to non-traitors, providing normal challengers with a small advantage in intelligence gathering against traitors.

Of the 11 descriptions of professions relayed to the detective by people in the library, two must have been lies. After all, the traitors don't have the identities and abilities granted by the Shadow World.

They don't know what Frey wants to do.

Although identity is indeed an important factor to consider.

But the problem is, identity comes with both positive and negative effects, there are too many interfering factors. The mechanism of Shadow World determines that Frey couldn't possibly deduce any flaws in someone's identity through communication on the first day!

Now looking at Frey's momentum, he seems like he's about to find the answer.

Everyone nodded quickly, confirming that they had no doubt about the identity of Frey that he had told them.

Frey took off his coat and cinched it around his waist, slinging his pack onto his back.

"To prevent human organizations from forming underground churches and rebelling, the blood clan had extremely strict control over humans... I remember the lawyer saying that everyone needed to register their identity information when entering the city-state. That means that before this shadow world began, everyone's identity and profession should have been recorded in the city."

Frey sneered.

"I'm currently rappelling down and then climbing to the other side. Once I get to the city-state, I'll check your professions to see if they match up. Naturally, that will reveal which two of you are lying."

The strongest detectives often use the most plain and simple investigation methods.

His sense of power, and that agile physique, didn't seem like a joke at all.

The detective must use his superhuman strength, endurance, and climbing skills to go to the city-state directly and find the answers!

""

This is Huberlian.

"What the..."

These are the other challengers on the cliff edge.

"What"

Here are students watching the live broadcast in front of the outdoor giant screen at the Jerla Memorial Square.

"Holy crap, Frey!"

"Is the Power Detective really the answer to the version"

Cheers erupted from the students watching the battle in the real world.

They finally knew why Lancy and Frey were both unique individuals, but it was Frey who was deemed by the Shadow World as having the best chance of finding the traitor!

Because Frey has almost a 100% chance of finding out who the traitor is, he only needs a fixed time for going up and down the mountain!

On the screen.

The edge of a steep cliff.

A powerful wind blew from the depths of the valley, swirling around Frey's cloak as if it wanted to lift him into flight.

"Wait for me two days, and I will come back with the answers."

Frey’s words were filled with conviction. As he was about to turn and leap off the cliff, he addressed Lanch and Hubert.

"Well, go on then. Don't worry."

Ranch and Frey met eyes, their lips twitching ever so slightly.

Their eyes met, like two still lakes reflecting the trust they had for each other.

Then, Frey scrambled down the cliff face without hesitation, descending quickly and disappearing amongst the rocks, thorns, wind, and mist.

"...."

All the challengers looked at Frey's outrageous detective work, and for a moment, they only felt like there was a lump in their throats.

I want to say something but I don't know how to start.

"As expected of Detective-san! You're truly amazing!"

Finally, the young master of the Chamber of Commerce couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

It's as if all the worries have been temporarily forgotten, and there's a surge of excitement like finding a savior.

Other challengers also gradually seemed to let out a breath of relief.

Although this detective is quite peculiar.

But this terrifying and bloody killing game.

From this moment on, the nature has changed!

What needs to be tense is no longer the challenger.

But the traitor will be sweating bullets.

Two days later, the famous detective will bring the answers back to the castle.

And the betrayers couldn't kill the detective at all, because he simply vanished from the map.

So now there are 11 people left.

There's nothing much left to guess about.

The atmosphere instantly became harmonious.

Whoever wants to run, whoever has murderous intentions, whoever acts suspiciously at night, is the traitor.

The countdown to death for two days has fallen directly on the betrayers!

They must, under intense mental pressure, choose the most radical and adventurous ways possible to complete their rebel mission objectives before the detective returns, or everything will be lost!

...and.

Outside the Shadow World, on the Gera Memorial Square of the Ikerite Academy.

All the students watching know.

The betrayers at this moment may not realize it.

What's truly frightening is —

They will be staying in this mansion, living under the same roof as Principal Lan, and spending two harmonious and loving days and nights together!

One more chapter, three updates today.

(The End)

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