The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 365: Divergence

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Kafni took a deep breath and tried to suppress the pressure in her heart.

——There is nothing to be afraid of.

She told herself this.

This is just a gambling fight with a rotten man, even in a nightmare - it doesn't even need to win.

Kafni believes that Annan can lose when he wants to lose and win when he wants to win. But because Fufu has the power to admit defeat, if Kafni can lose, Annan will get a better result.

But in the end, this is still a nightmare that doesn't matter whether we win or lose.

If you don’t have the courage to fight against Fufu in this kind of battle...

Kafni would never believe that she could stay with Annan all the time.

Annan will face enemies of this level sooner or later.

She doesn’t want to be a pet, let alone a burden. She couldn't accept that Annan had ruined his chance of winning because of his own drag - she didn't need this kind of future.

If she cannot become the key to Annan's victory or defeat.

At least I can provide some help to Annan while protecting my own safety - even if it's just a sword or a shield...

Annan was even able to fight Rofu head-on. Salvatore also participated in that battle head-on...but she could only deal with those summons.

Kafni also thought about it at the time.

If the person following Annan was not Salvatore but himself... could he do better?

——The answer is no.

Her perception was so keen that she could not look directly at the body of the god. Just like looking directly at the brilliance of the sun with the naked eye...the sharper the vision, the more serious the damage will be.

Moreover, Annan's challenge to Fufu was not a foolish act by a fanatic.

As a bronze-level transcendent, he fought against the gods—without even failing.

Instead, he took a bite of flesh from Fufu and drove the entire Fufu Church out of the Kingdom of Noah. Saved his life from the side.

This kind of thing...

"Of course I can do it too."

Kafni, who played Dmitry, suddenly became sharp-eyed.

"Dmitri" waved away the ceremonial knife with only the handle remaining.

His left hand is still in his pocket, while the index finger, **** and thumb of his right hand are placed on the card.

The man with long black hair closed his eyes and tried his best to ignore the negative emotions in his heart.

His brain started to work rapidly——

——The rules are simple.

There are three marked cards among the fifteen cards. Draw five times in a row, if one is drawn, it is a win, and the rest are losses.

Very simple rules.

The game itself is indeed fair, and there seems to be no sure way to win.

It seems like all we can do is gamble our lives?

"...wrong."

Kafni narrowed her eyes slightly.

She suddenly realized a problem.

This game, if she wants to win. It was indeed a fair game...but if she wanted to lose, it would become difficult.

Her purpose happened to be to lose this game - to hand over the initiative to Annan.

The three marked numbers were manually selected by Annan and were not completely random. Therefore, it became traceable... Kafni's knowledge of Annan determined that it was possible for her to guess these numbers.

So, her strategy actually has two directions.

That is, completely avoid these three numbers and choose numbers that Annan "will never choose" to achieve "zero number pass"; or directly guess the numbers Annan chose and choose multiple "maybe" numbers. ” numbers to achieve “plural clearance”.

If you change the strategy midway, it will actually increase the difficulty.

...Which path should I choose?

"Dmitri" frowned and exhaled a deep breath of frosty white cold air.

"Are you thinking, 'Which way should I go?'"

Fufu suddenly spoke up, showing a bright smile like a clown, and said softly: "Do you want to avoid the three numbers Annan selected, or do you want to try and see if you can guess them? What about the numbers Annan chose?

"If you choose to avoid it, can you really avoid it? And the number Annan chose sounds easier to guess... But what if in the end, you only guess one, or even none at all? Guessed?

"——Does this mean that you actually don’t understand Annan at all?"

"Long-winded."

"Dmitri" said coldly, thinking seriously.

If it were Annan... what number would he choose?

It is impossible for Annan to randomly choose three cards and gamble his life.

That's not his style at all. In other words, there must be some meaning to the numbers he chose.

And if Annan had predicted that these three numbers were for guessing... No, he would definitely be able to guess it. Then he will definitely choose a number that he can guess.

...the first number.

"——Twelve."

"Dmitri" responded in a deep voice, reaching out and holding down the card with the picture "The Queen Holding the Holy Grail" and the mark Ⅻ on it.

This is the number that symbolizes the old grandmother and is also the most sacred number to people in winter.

Their current identities are Dmitry and Annan~IndoMTL.com~ and they are in the Principality of Winter, and it happens to be December. This number should not be difficult to guess.

"So, the first secret."

Fu Fu said leisurely: "[Annan had murderous intentions towards you]."

...Is this the truth or a lie?

"Dmitri" paused his hand slightly and looked up at Fu Fu.

Fufu just raised his hands and said innocently: "Of course I won't tell you whether it is true or false. You have to judge for yourself. Otherwise, the difficulty will be reduced.

"But I won't play that kind of word game. Saying, 'The number of lies is consistent with the marked cards', just mess up the order of truth and lies. As long as the cards you draw are true, It must be a lie; as long as it is false, it must be the truth.”

The corners of Fufu's mouth raised slightly: "How about it? Isn't this particularly friendly?"

"...can you shut up?"

"No way."

Fufu chuckled and said: "I promised to tell you the secret about Annan, and I will definitely tell you; but since I didn't say when to tell you, then I will choose to settle on the spot - if you are really enough Knowing Annan, wouldn’t this make it easier for you to lose?”

…It’s so noisy.

It must be a lie.

Kafni thought.

Annan would not kill others casually, let alone his own brother. This pure kindness is the biggest difference between Annan and others.

So I have to pick out at least one more...

"Dmitri" frowned, reaching out and pressing the number seven without hesitation.

Kafni knows that Annan is the seventh ray of the sun.

The number seven means something to him...he might choose that number.

"The second secret," Fufu said leisurely, "[Annan's soul comes from other worlds]."