NOVPUBThe precipitous cliff edge was such that even a slight movement of foot made one feel as if they were strolling in the clouds.
With steps that seemed to be challenging the boundaries of death, Frey stood on the edge of that cliff.
Looking down, the rugged rock face resembled a hewn body of a giant. Only sparse vegetation, like scattered scars, and, amidst the mist, glimpses of the valley floor, rushed over by a turbulent stream, were in view.
A careless fall would surely reduce one to a mound of flesh.
Even with a spell granting immunity to death, one would die swiftly due to severe injuries and immobility.
Just like that.
The detective stared at the cliff, silent and seemingly observant of something, yet seemingly unsure what the next step should be.
Because everyone standing behind him knew, there was nothing worth observing about this cliff!
All this underscored the cruelty towards the Challenger.
Even though the detective had previously collected each Challenger’s profession written on paper within their line of sight in the library via near-private conversations, there seems to be no intelligence for inference.
The Traitor, their disguise impeccable.
If there were no more progress, they could only wait for the traitor to start making moves towards their mission goals tonight, inviting the first round of bloody competition, possibly catching a key clue, and advancing the investigation.
Under such circumstances, it would be almost all over if the detective was killed on the first night.
Even if the detective didn’t die, it was highly likely that someone would perish tonight.
Fear permeated everyone’s hearts, and they were convinced at this moment that this Shadow World was destined to be a torturous five days and nights that would lead to breakdowns. 𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑝𝘶𝘣.𝑐𝘰𝘮
Two full minutes passed like this.
The Challengers watched the detective, wondering why he was standing in front of this cliff for so long.
Could it be that this detective was a real fool without any thoughts?
"Mr. Detective, what should we do next...?"
Finally, the Young Master of the Business Association from the Canberra Kingdom couldn’t help but ask.
In fact, many people have become disturbed or suspicious of Frey’s actions throughout the journey, who seemed to only pursue efficiency, quickly inspecting the castle’s structure and rapidly glossing over any potential clues.
Hearing this, Frey set his gaze on the cliff once more.
Like he finally confirmed some things.
He turned around, staring at everyone, asking, "Well, each of you told me your professions earlier, right? Does anyone want to change theirs?"
Frey’s words made people’s hearts tight.
The professions tied to one’s identity, which only non-traitors could possess, providing the normal Challengers with a small edge to combat the traitor with information.
Among the vocational descriptions that the 11 people conveyed to the detective in the library earlier, there must be two people who were lying, because the traitors did not have the identities and abilities given by the Shadow World.
They had no idea what Frey was up to.
While identities indeed are an important factor for deduction.
But the issue is, identities come with both pros and cons, there are too many variables, the mechanisms of the Shadow World make it impossible for Frey to spot any discrepancies in their identities on the first day through exchanges of information!
But with Frey’s momentum now, appears as if he’s about to find an answer?
All of them quickly nodded, confirming the identities they’ve claimed to Frey were undoubtedly true.
Frey took off his coat, tied it around his waist, carried his rucksack and said:
"In order to prevent the human-led Underground Church from inciting rebellion, the Blood Clan’s control over humans was extremely strict...I remember the attorney mentioning, every person must register their identity information when entering the city-state. Therefore, before this Shadow World game started, everyone’s identity and job should have been registered in the city."
Frey sneered,
"Now I will climb down this mountain, then climb up the opposite bank, as I go to the city-state to check whether the professions you all claimed match the records, it would naturally reveal who the two liars are."
Strongest detectives often employ the most unostentatious investigative methodologies.
The palpable strength in him, the lithe figure, didn’t look like he was joking.
The detective would use his extraordinary strength, stamina, and climbing skills to go directly to the city-state to find the answer!
"???"
This was the reaction of Hyperion.
"???"
This was the reaction of other Challengers by the cliffside.
"???"
This was the reaction of the students watching the live footage on the outdoor giant screen at Jera Memorial Square.
"Wow, Frey!"
"Is the Strength Detective the answer to this version?"
The students watching in the real world have their voices ringing out one after the other.
They finally understood why both Lanci and Frey were individuals with unique ways of thinking, yet the Shadow World determined that Frey had the best chance of finding the traitor!
Becuase Frey’s likelihood of finding the traitor was almost 100%, only a fixed mountaineering time was needed!
On the screen.
By the steep cliff.
The vigorous wind blew from deep within the valley, rustling Frey’s clothes corners, as if trying to take him to fly.
"Wait for me for two days, I will return with the answer."
Frey’s words were full of confidence. As he was about to turn around and descend from the cliff, he said to Lanci and Hyperion.
"Very well, go ahead, don’t worry."
Lanci and Frey locked gazes, the corners of his mouth trembling ever so slightly.
As their eyes met, like two tranquil lakes mirroring each other, reflecting mutual trust.
Then, without hesitation, Frey descended the cliff and disappeared rapidly into the rocks and thorns, the sound of the wind and the thick mist.
"..."
All Challengers watched Frey’s astonishing detective acts without knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Wanting to say something, but didn’t know where to start.
"Mr. Detective is indeed the best! So strong!"
Finally, the Young Master of the Business Association could not help but exclaim.
It was as if they had momentarily forgotten all about the crisis, stirring a sense of excitement as if they had found their savior.
The other Challengers also seemed to heave a sigh of relief gradually.
Although this detective was strange.
The nature of this terrifying and bloody killing game.
Starting from this moment had already changed!
Those who should be nervous are no longer Challengers.
On the other hand, the traitors should be sweating buckets.
In two days, the famous detective would return to the castle with the answer.
And the traitors could no longer kill any detective because the detective disappeared from the map.
Then, among these 11 people left.
There’s nothing to be suspicious about anymore.
The air instantly became harmonious.
Whoever wants to run, whoever harbors murderous intents, whoever is suspicious at night, they’re the traitors.
The two-day countdown to death had fallen directly on the traitors!
They would need to choose the most aggressive and risky methods under high mental pressure in advance of the detective’s return to complete their traitor’s mission. Otherwise, it’s all over!
Moreover.
Outside the Shadow World, at Ichrite Academy Jera Memorial Square.
All the students watching knew.
The traitors might not realize this at the moment.
What’s truly frightening is-
They were going to be living under the same roof with Principal Lan in this mansion for two harmonious and friendship-filled days and nights!
