Type-Moon: My Destiny Guide

"Hey hey hey..."

Hey, you big dummy! Didn't you see that the ahoge even drew the holy sword?

Shuoyue looked at Mordred, who was grinning foolishly, and had a black line on her face.

This is a typical mistake made by a novice in Werewolf. They think they have a superior perspective and that as long as they assume a role, others will believe them. However, their speech is full of mistakes, and they are regarded as the sixth werewolf by the good guys. They die without even knowing how they died.

Moreover, Xiao Mo's sudden move completely disrupted Shuo Yue's plans.

Shuoyue originally wanted to find another werewolf during the day and vote her out, so that if he could kill Xiaohei tonight, the victory would belong to the good guys.

But Mordred's reckless actions made it clear to anyone with eyes to be suspicious.

Does she really think anyone would believe her? No way, right?

Not to mention Artoria, who was poised to attack, even Sakuyue felt her blood pressure soaring and almost fainted.

As expected of the rebellious knight, only Lu Bu can rival her when it comes to backstabbing!

Now, I can only hope that my arrangements won't go wrong...

As Shuoyue internally rolled her eyes, Tamamo-no-Mae and Kiyohime finished speaking one after another. Artoria, whose anger bar was already full, stood up and gave Mo a cold glare.

You're dead, I said.

Suddenly I realized why I had no drafts saved up... I wrote almost 6,000 words, which is the amount of three updates a day! If I had saved one update a day, this wouldn't have happened QAQ.

Chapter 365 The Hunter and the Witch

Chapter 366 The Hunter and the Witch

Player #1 has been accusing me of being a werewolf since the start of the game, but they haven't been able to find any evidence, which is highly suspicious.

Artoria had learned a lot in the past few days. Instead of getting angry at being falsely accused, she calmly wove together her logic, refuting her claims sentence by sentence:

"Even when contestant number 10 chose to jump to the Dreamer, she didn't provide any valuable information; she merely reiterated her past choices—her words were not only unfounded but also subject to countless interpretations."

Contestant #7 said she protected Contestant #14 the night before. Then I'd like to ask, how did Contestant #14, the Master, who is also Contestant #7, die? Is Shuoyueqing's deduction completely wrong? And if so, why didn't you refute it at the time?

"Don't you know that, whether it's in military operations or team communication, the most fatal problem is always the failure to correct misinformation?"

Instead of proving her innocence, Artoria tackled the root of the problem by questioning Mordred's so-called 'Dreamcatcher' identity.

If it can be proven that Mordred is not a Dream Weaver, then Mordred's long-standing attacks on her will fall apart.

"Moreover, I think it goes without saying that Shuo Yueqing is a good person. His words are quite important to us, and have even replaced the position of the prophet at one point, allowing the good camp to see the situation more clearly. No one will doubt the sheriff's stance."

"If that's the case, then what exactly is Mordred, this Dreamcatcher? Is she the real Dreamcatcher, or just another test by the werewolf faction? I think you all have your own conclusions."

Artoria finished speaking, and judging from the content of her speech, she completely outshone Mordred's nonsense.

So there was a reason why the ahoge (cowlick) didn't let you become king in the first place...

As he grumbled, Shuoyue knew in his heart that even if Mordred wasn't a werewolf, she would still be destined to be voted out. But he didn't let his guard down. Instead, he turned his gaze to Diarmuid, who was also looking at Shuoyue.

The two looked at each other, and everything was understood without words.

After Mash spoke, Diarmuid stood up and smiled naturally:

"It seems you all really want to know who the Dream Weaver is. Alright, I'll tell you. My trump card is the Dream Weaver. A couple of days ago, I captured player number 7 and killed the Master directly. Player number 14 has nothing to do with me; he got stabbed."

Hearing Brush Bro stand up and speak, Shuoyue thought to himself, "Well done!" Now he could finally relax completely.

That was after the Master War. Under the pretext of healing, Sakumo approached Diarmuid, revealed her identity to him, and asked for his help.

The reason for choosing Diarmuid is actually quite simple—because Draco found the last wolf last night.

Although the little red dragon left no last words and appeared arrogant, as if saying "I disdain to fight with you," it actually harbored a grudge. After learning of its own death, it continued to tag Shuoyue in the imaginary space, even violating the rules of the competition, determined to make him take revenge.

Thanks to His Majesty, it was difficult for Shuoyue to pretend she was unaware. She simply went along with Draco's wishes and resolved the match as soon as possible to avoid the constant pop-up harassment.

Amidst the uproar, Diarmuid continued speaking, drawing fire:

"I didn't want to reveal my identity, but I saw that I had no choice but to. The waters have been completely muddied. Player number 10, this is your mistake. If you're not the Dream Weaver, don't force it. Otherwise, it's easy for the werewolves to take advantage of the situation."

"Ah..." Mordred was speechless, clearly having been hit where it hurt.

Seeing this, Shuoyue gave him a wink, and Diarmuid understood, pressing his advantage:

"Now that I've revealed myself, let's just talk about tonight's plan. The reason I didn't choose to protect the Seer last night is simple: we good guys are now at least two rounds ahead of the werewolves. Compared to protecting the good guys, killing the werewolves is obviously a more cost-effective option."

As Diarmuid pointed, everyone's gaze turned to the unsuspecting Little Black.

"So, the contestant I chose last night was contestant number 13. Sorry."

"Wait, why..."

"Why is it Little Black?!" Illya complained first. "But Mr. Diarmuid doesn't seem like the type to lie... Ugh, is there some reason for this?"

“The reason is simple.” Diarmuid recalled what Sakumoku had said and affirmed, “Because Miyu only apologized to you, Miss Ilya.”

"Moreover, Miss Chloe said before that she believed the witch should also step forward because she had used potions... But the question is, at that time, why was Miss Chloe so certain that the witch had used potions?"

"Only the werewolves know that the people they killed have been brought back to life, and only the werewolves know that... I didn't protect anyone, but instead chose to kill my Master!"

Diarmuid spoke with absolute certainty, but inwardly he couldn't help but admire someone's quick wit.

When he learned that Shuoyue was the Dream Seeker who had been hiding all along, he was truly shocked.

Good heavens, he had been trying to figure out who the Dream Weaver was, someone so bold as to kill a werewolf in just two days. He never expected it to be Sheriff Shuoyue.

The most dangerous place is the safest place, or perhaps it's just that the Moon's behavior so far has been too deceptive... Diarmuid has always thought he was a commoner!

"I will continue to hunt down player number 13 tonight. That means four werewolves are already dead. We only need you guys to find the last one. After all, the good guys are already ahead by a considerable number of rounds. I believe you can find the last werewolf."

After Diarmuid finished speaking, even Shuoyue, who always summarized, didn't say much. After a brief summary, she immediately started voting.

This was a vote with no suspense whatsoever; everyone except Mordred cast their votes for her.

Even if the werewolf kills the Dream Weaver, Chloe will surely die tonight. So, the one to be banished during the day is Mordred, who can be considered the sixth werewolf.

Player #1 is out. Please wait for another player to activate their skill.

When the system announcement came out, everyone except Shuoyue, who was helplessly facepalming, was stunned and looked at Xiao Mo in disbelief.

"Is Li the Wolf King?"

"I'm a hunter, you bastards!" Mordred shouted in embarrassment and anger. "Why don't you believe me?"

Then you need to give us a reason to believe you!

The expressions of the others clearly conveyed this, and Mordred, after venting her anger, once again, as expected, turned her gaze to her father.

"Damn it, if that's how it is, then I'll..."

"What do you want to do?" Sensing something ominous in Mordred's eyes, Artoria panicked and slowly backed away.

However, the ahoge's weakness only further fueled Xiao Mo's sadistic desires. A girl who looked similar to the ahoge sneered and approached her step by step:

"So, what do you think I'm going to do, King of Knights? Since I can't throw you out of the game, at least let me die before... Hey, you dare to run away?! Don't run, you damned Arthur!"

And so, a dramatic scene unfolded around the round table, reminiscent of the story of King Qin circling the pillar.

Although she didn't know why Artoria ran away, Mordred, whose true nature had been awakened, wouldn't let her go. Seeing that the ahoge (cowlick) was showing weakness, little Mordred got excited and pounced on her with a howl.

"Don't run away! Do you think the mighty Knight King only knows how to run away?"

"Lord Mordred... I think you should be thinking about winning the game. You're part of the good guys, how can you bear to waste your bullets on your teammates? I'm a witch!"

"Ha, who cares about this kind of thing... Oh, so that's why you were so resistant in the first place, that old hag Morgan... Ugh, never mind, stop right there, I'm going to drag you down with me today!"

"Damn it, I don't remember having any knights under my command who are this disobedient!"

"Why are you still saying this now? Didn't I already destroy the round table? Alright, stop obediently and let me take you away!"

"Ugh, I can't hear you at all... Master, Master! Why are you just watching? Come and help!"

Artoria was still running, and Mordred was still chasing behind her. Little did they know that the tense atmosphere between them did not reach anyone else. In fact, Shuoyue had already taken out her snacks and drinks and was ready to watch the show.

"Give me some." Ritsuka snatched half of it without hesitation, leaning against the soft, fragrant Mashu, and sighed, "When will these two idiot knights finally realize that hunters don't need to make contact to unleash their skills?"

"Who knows about such things?" Shuoyue laughed. "But in a way, watching this bickering couple put on a show is quite interesting, isn't it?"

"Well, that's true..."

Ritsuka and Sakugetsu exchanged a glance and then let out a wicked 'hehehe' laugh together.

"These two people are suddenly so scary..." The three little ones behind him huddled together, trembling, especially Xiao Hei, who once again recalled the fear of being dominated by Shuo Yue.

"You said that these two are actually very compatible, right?" Draco sat in the back, resting his chin on his hand, his face full of displeasure, while Mash next to him nodded vigorously.

Ultimately, the Holy Grail system couldn't stand it any longer and imposed sanctions.

Player #1 chooses to take Player #7 with them.

[Player #7, please say your last words]

"I am innocent! Why are you still chasing me, Lord Mordred!"

"Then come and hit me if you dare, hehehe..."

“I just don’t want to be punished, especially for such a ridiculous reason. You forced me to this, Mordred!”

"Wait, what are you doing, Knight King? The Master is still here... Hey!"

! ”

With another roar and Xiao Mo's screams, night finally fell upon this land.

[Close your eyes when it gets dark]

Chapter 366 The Living Sacrifice, Fufu

Chapter 367 Living Sacrifice - Fufu

"At night? What's there to say? They just killed Little Black. If I'm not mistaken, Brush Bro is done for too, right?"

As her fingertips brushed against her smooth golden hair, Shuoyue's expression was gentle. Just minutes before, her hands had been brandishing swords and spears, but now they deftly moved, weaving a beautiful updo.

"So, that person has to be punished?"

Dracoban half-closed his eyes, enjoying the attentive service from Shuoyue, almost as if he wanted to lean against him and take a nap.

“There’s no other way, we have to sacrifice for the greater good.” Shuoyue shrugged, and after finishing the final knot, he looked at the exquisitely dressed Draco and nodded in satisfaction.