Performance in Desperation — Begin!

Though Drake and Maive already appeared thoroughly convinced.

Liam still refused to abandon his "performance".

Having awakened as a "Deceiver" after all, Liam felt he should struggle a bit longer.

What if I managed to trick them?

With this thought, Liam adopted an irritated expression and glared at Drake: "What do you mean? Why claim I'm not a werewolf? You're the one who seems suspicious!"

"I possess a werewolf weapon. Do you?"

As he spoke, Liam shook the dagger in his hand.

Drake drew a curved blade engraved with a wolf's head on its hilt from his robe: "Don't try flipping accusations—I too have a werewolf weapon!"

Rolly couldn't help chuckling at the quarreling Liam and Drake.

Even in this "life-and-death moment," he found the scene in this "Werewolf game" where everyone was scrambling to prove themselves as werewolves utterly darkly humorous!

Seeing Drake draw his curved blade, Liam showed no hesitation. He continued pressing aggressively: "If both of us possess werewolf weapons, why do you assume I'm human rather than a werewolf?"

Maive interjected: "The thief just admitted he acted after discussing with you, mistakenly believing the hooligan wasn't a werewolf—and killed him!"

"You knew yesterday there were more werewolves. Why did you let him kill the hooligan?"

Maive declared with intimidating force.

As Liam opened his mouth to respond, Drake cut him off: "Don't bother claiming you just realized—your deliberate werewolf-like act during yesterday's meeting? You knew exactly what you were doing!"

"Detective, you're a smart person——don't speak nonsense."

Drake blocked one of Liam's excuses with his presence.

However, Liam remained calm.

He had never intended to use such a foolish excuse in the first place.

"Because I genuinely thought the hooligan was human——the Thief told me they identified each other as wolves due to the hooligan possessing werewolf weapons."

"But when I considered the hooligan's ability... I began suspecting the werewolf weapon might be bait he produced using his power."

"Initially, seeing how the Teacher and Otaku, Hooligan, and Thief were closely aligned with absolute trust between pairs, I speculated there might be two pairs of wolves recognizing each other. Thus in my perspective, my primary human suspects were the Soldier and Veterinarian."

"But after killing the Veterinarian, I investigated you, the Soldier... and found you to be a werewolf."

"Then it proves a human is pretending to be a werewolf in these two groups... Who could've guessed my hypothesis was wrong? The truth is this 'otaku' is too foolish, completely duped by the teacher!"

"I'm truly sorry, thief. I was too arrogant... That's why I didn't tell you the truth!"

Liam sighed as he spoke.

This speech carried immense infectious power.

Rolly stared at Liam in disbelief, as if genuinely convinced he was a werewolf.

Though displeased, Danny was about seventy to eighty percent convinced Liam was a werewolf.

"D*mn it, bro! You screwed me over good!"

Even Maive's expression showed a flicker of uncertainty.

But at this moment, Drake sneered again and declared loudly: "Detective, you're truly dangerous—your words are far too deceptive!"

"If not for my decisive evidence... You might have fooled me!"

As Drake spoke coldly, Liam sensed trouble.

He looked at Drake, forcing himself to ask: "Do you have any conclusive evidence?"

"That dagger of yours belongs to the 'Veterinarian'."

Drake calmly stated, sending chills down Liam's spine.

Then, as if fearing Liam wouldn't give up, Drake continued:

"Though I work alone, I complete tasks much faster than you'd imagine. On the first day, after finishing my initial task, I wandered around... and happened to see her enter the storage room alone."

"I hid. After she left, I entered the storage room... There, I found a werewolf weapon case that had been opened."

Drake coldly continued, while Liam felt his back run cold.

No matter how carefully you plan... he could never have anticipated such a coincidence!

Drake's voice came again: "Stop struggling, Detective! This game was 'nearly impossible to win' for humans from the start!"

"You could kill the veterinarian and scheme to kill the hooligan – that already exceeded my expectations!"

A trace of bitterness welled up in Liam's heart.

Yes, this game... being human is just too hard!

He attempted one final "struggle".

"But is there any chance... that I truly am a werewolf..."

Drake cut him off, a cruel and sinister grin spreading across his face.

"Even if you are... Liam! There are five werewolves!"

"This proves losing one or two werewolves means nothing... Regardless, I'll kill you today!"

Drake declared with icy brutality.

Liam exhaled deeply.

Despair!

This "soldier" was even more ruthless and decisive than he'd imagined!

Truly... his luck was catastrophically bad.

Not just because of the coincidental encounter between Drake and Emmy.

But being assigned to the human side was a cursed misfortune from the start!

Because this is a faction where even the slightest "coincidence" could doom you forever!

Not to mention my only teammate is an "otaku".

This is utterly unbalanced!

Liam even developed a self-abandoning thought—"Maybe I should just die"!

After all, I was already dead anyway!

But in just an instant, Liam dismissed this idea.

How could that be possible?

It's already absurd enough that I f*ck*ng ended up in this game...

How could I give up just because of this game's "absurdly" unbalanced design?!

"Calm down, Liam... Being assigned to the human faction might mean the higher beings who designed this game believe I'm stronger and smarter than all of them combined!"

"Besides, my profession is the 'unique occupation' Fraudster... I should've never chosen Detective from the start! If I'd known things would turn out like this, I should've claimed my class was Gunslinger with the ability to summon an AK with infinite ammo!"

Liam clenched his teeth and thought.

However, he knew it was just his fantasy…

After all, if he weren't a detective, he wouldn't have been the first to immediately detect the "trap" in this game!

Moreover, an ability like "Summon AK" was inherently difficult for them to believe!

What's more… the situation had already reached this point, and time couldn't be reversed!

He had to come up with an idea that could break the deadlock immediately!

Looking at Drake's cold expression and the scimitar he was eagerly holding, he could only feel death approaching step by step.

"Any last words, Detective?"

Should he try to defeat Drake?

The chances were slim…

Even if he defeated Drake, there was still Maive holding a gun!

Try to find another way to convince them he was the werewolf.

No, Drake had already made up his mind to kill him…

Moreover, he was already under "suspicion," and delaying further was meaningless.

The more Liam pondered, the more despair he felt.

The only way to break the deadlock seemed to truly be "time reversal"!

But as this thought arose, a mad idea suddenly reemerged in Liam's mind.

What if time... could truly flow backward?

He suddenly began trembling uncontrollably throughout his entire body.

"Deceiver... performance..."

Liam recalled the teachings of his department's elderly professor.

"The essence of performance lies in deceiving the audience. The most primal performances, born from 'witchcraft,' were even meant to deceive 'deities' and the world itself!"

"People donned green garments to dance in harsh winters, performing as vibrant trees to trick deities and the world into believing spring approached—compelling 'gods' to grant warmth and moisture."

The current situation could indeed be called a hopeless impasse.

Yet his innate "performative genius" had already carried him through desperate straits multiple times.

Liam drew a deep breath.

Since I'm going to die anyway, why not try, in the final moments of life...

Let's put on a grand performance that can deceive both the world and the gods!

He looked up at Drake, his face revealing a faint helpless smile.

"Ah, this time... I've lost to you again!"

Now...

The performance begins.