There's definitely something wrong with this murder mystery game-Chapter 779 - 665 Curse Mark

Chapter 779: Chapter 665 Curse Mark

One faction has a special species as its trump card; on reflection, the distribution of roles in this script is actually quite fair.

Xu Shuo pondered, realizing that their player faction currently consisted of himself and Zuo Fang.

Next, there might be Princess Teresa of the Varo Royal Family, and for the time being, the Duke of Silver from the Far North could also be considered one.

So now, with the addition of the black dragon, their Divine Authority Faction would have five members.

For a small faction game, there are generally no more than ten players.

As for the characters in the enemy faction, they currently speculated King Wald XVIII and the Elf Clan from the Far North Mountain Range.

And then, there was the mysterious girl whose whereabouts were currently unknown after appearing in the Tunus City-State.

…Hmm?

Currently unknown whereabouts?

Xu Shuo’s train of thought suddenly leaped, reminding him of the girl he had encountered at the market this evening, the one with sparkling eyes.

Beyond these three figures, they were unaware of the identities of the rest of the enemy faction.

If Xu Shuo had to guess blindly, he could only assume that there certainly were internal allies within the Holy See of Light from the opposing side.

But he had no idea of their positions.

This situation was actually somewhat passive.

“Are we already five people?”

Zuo Fang’s thoughts aligned with Xu Shuo’s line of inquiry; after pondering everything silently, he whispered to Xu Shuo.

Xu Shuo glanced at him, then looked at the grinning Luo Kun, unabashedly stating, “I don’t trust him, let’s exclude him.”

Zuo Fang’s mouth twitched.

He thought that even if you don’t trust him, if he really is from our faction, you can’t change that fact.

If they had already confirmed that the Elf Clan couldn’t possibly be allies, then it was very likely that the giant dragon species would be on their side. Adding to that the enmity between the Dragon Clan and the Elf Clan that the other party had just mentioned, whether true or false, the probability had already shot up to eighty percent.

So, why bother contending with the script?

Although Zuo Fang also didn’t like the madman opposite.

But after all, he considered him a powerful aid, a foolish waste to not use freely—the one who aims for great deeds does not dwell on minor details.

And according to his analysis of Xu Shuo, didn’t this guy also seem to operate with the same style in the past? Why had he changed now in this matter?

Zuo Fang muttered to himself, confused.

Luo Kun, standing opposite, heard their conversation clearly and showed no irritation.

The young man just chuckled, “Talking about trust here is really childish, let’s talk about something practical instead. How about we go catch a little prey first?”

“Prey?” Xu Shuo raised his eyebrows slightly.

“The woman he chased around most of Tunus City last night. He sensed her on the road as we arrived, but I stopped him,” Zuo Fang explained.

“Why were you chasing her?” Xu Shuo again looked toward Luo Kun and asked.

“Didn’t I just say? The Dragon Clan and the Elf Clan genuinely have grievances. That woman bears the curse mark of our dragon race; she is our prey,” Luo Kun replied.

The corners of Luo Kun’s mouth curled in a smile, his scarlet eyes frighteningly bright, almost as if he would pounce and bite at any moment.

Zuo Fang heard this and fell silent: “…”

Heh, Dragon Whelp.

The explanation he gave last night was that it was just a chance encounter, with no mention of all these reasons.

Xu Shuo mused thoughtfully, “So that woman is an elf? What does she look like?”

The latter part of the question was directed at Zuo Fang.

Without further ado, Zuo Fang pulled out a piece of paper and a quill and began to sketch swiftly, deftly outlining the woman’s features.

He continued, “I’ve heard that the Far North Elves all have white hair, white eyes, white skin, and very pointed ears, but that woman had black hair, only her eyes were silver, and her ears didn’t seem very pointed, definitely not three inches long.”

As he said this, Zuo Fang suddenly paused, then looked over at Xu Shuo with an odd expression in his eyes.

“Elves might well look quite similar to you.”

The silver hair of the Bright Pontiff could shine under the sunlight, those crystalline and gleaming silver eyes, the pale skin as flawless and moist as jade; his entire presence was like the most sacred moonlight on a hallowed night.

If his ears were a bit longer and pointier.

He’d be the spitting image of an Elf Clan member!

Xu Shuo glanced at him, “Stop dreaming, if I were from the Elf Clan, then I wouldn’t have become the Pope of Light.”

Luo Kun also said with a smile, “Indeed, His Holiness is not from the Elf Clan.”

“Then why did you just say he smells good?” Zuo Fang argued stubbornly, “Isn’t it because you’ve caught the scent of your prey? You yourself said that elves are your prey.”

“Goddesses aren’t necessarily all that fragrant.”

As Luo Kun spoke, his eyes twinkled, and he licked his lips.

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Zuo Fang was somewhat surprised.

Xu Shuo, however, wasn’t surprised at all. After all, having activated the Character Card, he knew exactly what existed within the Pope of Light.

The Holy See of Light’s Papal succession involves the mark of the God of Light. It’s said that each Pope of Light is a symbol of the God of Light walking amongst mortals, hence their presence carries a divine aura, which is not an exception.

Xu Shuo couldn’t be bothered to dwell on such matters. Having looked over the portrait Zuo Fang had drawn, he already had an idea in mind.

He stood up and said, “Let’s go. The prey we’re after is now in our net, let’s capture her and have a little chat.”

“Eh? You saw her too?” Zuo Fang exclaimed in surprise.

“I saw her on the streets when I first arrived in Sars City. However, her appearance does vary slightly from what you’ve drawn,” Xu Shuo said casually, turning to walk down the steps.

“How can you recognize her if she looks different?”

“Don’t worry, I’d recognize you even if you changed genders.”

“……”

“Haha——”

Luo Kun burst out laughing behind them.

…

The woman had disguised her face, which made her look a little different from the wanted poster circulated by the Tunus City-State, but the changes were only skin deep, not to the facial structure itself.

Fortunately, the Bright Pontiff was colorblind; Xu Shuo could only see in shades of gray, which made him very aware of the outline of facial features.

It was also fortunate that Zuo Fang’s drawing skills were not bad, allowing him to clearly outline the other party’s distinctive features.

…

The moon shone brightly among sparse stars.

Tonight was yet another clear evening.

Having left the church, Xu Shuo donned his hood and veil once more.

Seeing this, Zuo Fang made a token effort at disguise, crudely covering his face with a piece of black cloth that only left his fierce eyes visible, the very image of someone ready to commit murder or arson.

The three players set out on their journey without the Order of the Sun Knights by their side. Instead, the knights were secretly protecting the Pope from all around, also to prevent the woman from escaping later on.

“She’s very cautious. I’ll go over and take a look first.”

Xu Shuo said leisurely as he passed through the alley to the secluded Dawn Inn and then proceeded upstairs as normal.

The two left outside were waiting to catch their prey as it emerged.

But Luo Kun was not one to wait patiently.

After Xu Shuo left, he stared fixatedly at the third-floor window.

By the time Zuo Fang realized what was happening, Luo Kun had already vanished from his side. Looking up swiftly, he saw what appeared to be a giant gecko clinging to the motel’s wall.

“What are you doing? Don’t alert the enemy!”

Zuo Fang whispered in a hushed tone.

Luo Kun looked down at him, those crimson eyes challenging.

The next moment, vital energy surged within the youth. A pungent sea scent mixed with the odd smell of large beasts hit them, the oppressive might of an ancient behemoth approaching.

“If we’re going to play, let’s make it exhilarating~”

…