The Troublesome Veterinarian! Liam's Checkmate!

After bidding farewell to Emmy, Liam's next target was naturally Drake!

Even after obtaining the pistol, Liam still felt reluctant to confront Drake, this 『soldier』...

However, the inevitable meeting could not be avoided.

After all, the bullet in the gun was most likely destined for him!

Now that the only remaining 『werewolves』 were Drake and Emmy, Liam naturally planned to wait for them to eliminate each other before executing the final survivor.

Liam arrived on the third floor.

After killing Maive, Drake did not immediately move from the scene.

Therefore, Liam easily found Drake in the third-floor library.

The 『soldier』 was casually carrying Maive's corpse, attempting to stuff it onto the top of a bookshelf to hide it.

Liam walked to the library entrance and politely knocked on the door to announce his presence to Drake.

"Knock knock. Good day, 『soldier』."

Drake first turned his head with great vigilance, and upon seeing it was Liam, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Oh, it's you, Admin. What's the matter?"

Liam smiled and looked at Drake.

"Well, since I've seen you've already taken action successfully, I came to ask… Do you have any questions now?"

Drake was somewhat surprised by Liam's proactive visit.

"Hmm, didn't expect Comrade Admin to be so enthusiastic," Drake muttered, then rubbed his chin. "As for questions…"

As Drake pondered…

Suddenly, hurried footsteps echoed from behind Liam.

"Huff—"

"『Soldier』, don't rush to question him yet!"

Emmy's voice abruptly rang out from behind Liam.

Drake and Liam turned their heads simultaneously, staring at the panting 『Veterinarian』.

In her hand, she unabashedly clutched a bloodstained dagger.

Drake looked at Emmy, furrowing his brow: "You're that... veterinarian. What do you want?"

Instead of answering Drake's question, Emmy looked up at the poorly concealed corpse above the bookshelf: "As expected, you did kill the 'Teacher'... Don't rush to explain or attack me yet—listen!"

"I killed the 『Hooligan』, and the 『Hooligan』 just killed the 『Thief』 on the first floor—I found the body."

"Now, only you, me, the 『Otaku』... and this 『Administrator』 remain alive."

Emmy spoke calmly.

Drake instantly grasped the most crucial information in Emmy's words.

"Are you saying the 『Administrator』 is also one of the players, and the 『Loner』 doesn't exist?"

He stared at Emmy, wariness filling his eyes.

Drake now distrusted Emmy more than Liam.

Liam also observed Emmy with keen interest.

"Accusing the 'Game Administrator'? This batch of newcomers is truly fascinating!"

Emmy looked at Liam and said coldly, "Stop pretending... You are none other than the 『Lone Ranger』. There probably never was any『Administrator』 in this game!"

As she spoke, Liam crossed his arms with evident interest.

"How did you arrive at this conclusion?"

"Because the rate at which people are dying is simply too fast... It renders all those 'tedious' rules previously outlined in the letters completely meaningless!"

"Faction divisions, council votes... Even completing missions holds no purpose anymore—because everyone in this game will be dead within a day."

"That's why I find this extremely 'abnormal'... And the root cause of it all lies in the hints provided by this 『Administrator』: His clues have turned this game into a simplistic slaughter-fest within a confined space."

"In other words, if we remove the 『hints』 provided by this game administrator... Do you think we'd be playing this game normally by now?"

"Another point: after we entered this 『game』, the game itself goes to great lengths to avoid emphasizing its identity as a 『game』... Even the rule explanations are framed through a letter."

"Yet this guy barges in and brazenly calls himself the 『Game Administrator』. Isn't that suspicious?"

Emmy spoke calmly. Drake nodded slightly.

"There's some logic to that, but... It's not enough to convince me."

"With just these points alone, you shouldn't be so certain."

Hearing Drake's words, Emmy laughed: "Excellent, 『Soldier』—you're sharp. These indeed aren't the reasons for my 'conviction'."

"My ability as a 『Veterinarian』 is to converse with animals," Emmy pointed at the crows outside the window. "Earlier, after growing suspicious of this 『Administrator』's identity, I briefly spoke with these crows... I asked two questions."

"First, whether they saw an eighth person in this manor besides our six and the 『Administrator』... The answer is no."

"Second, I inquired about the 『Administrator』's actions after the game started - he initially rushed to a storage room on the first floor and opened a supply crate."

"If he's the administrator... why would he need to open supply crates?"

As Emmy spoke, Drake nodded in agreement.

"This indeed makes me suspect that you, 『Administrator』, might be the so-called 『Lone Ranger』... I'm just curious why you know us so well."

He looked at Liam, his gaze filled with undisguised suspicion.

"He might not necessarily be the 『Lone Ranger』. Knowing our personal information could be his occupational ability," Emmy raised a finger, "or... this guy isn't a new player, so he might have some unique methods."

Drake narrowed his eyes.

"Then your suggestion is——"

"Let's try challenging the 『Administrator』 together. After all, his goal seems to be having all of us dead by the first day."

Emmy grinned and suggested with a smile.

"What a brilliant deduction, Emmy. You've truly exceeded my expectations."

Liam glanced at the 『veterinarian』 and muttered.

So this person is also so smart and decisive...

To deduce from such limited information that they were the 『seventh player』 is truly remarkable.

Although the conclusion isn't entirely accurate... It's still impressive enough.

Moreover, considering the previous round, she maintained a completely unsuspected "fake ability" from start to finish!

In the previous round, Liam truly hadn't expected that her real ability was 『communicating with animals』.

Though she was the first to die last time, it was only because her acting was too terrible, and she clumsily tried to perform in front of me.

Or perhaps, there was only one real reason—she was simply too unlucky last time, being grouped with me.

"Emmy, I truly underestimated you."

The praised Emmy once again wore a sweet, innocent smile: "Thank you for the compliment, Admin... But honestly, I just wanted to survive so badly."

Liam also smiled.

"Is that so? But achieving this level is still far from enough."

"Because no matter how brilliant the deduction... the 'foundation' of this game ultimately remains violence."

As he spoke, Liam raised his hand.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out. Behind him, Drake collapsed in stunned disbelief.

Then, Liam pointed the gun at Emmy.

"Now, Checkmate."