Watching Iver suddenly shoot the reporter dead, everyone else stared at him in shock.
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"You really are decisive."
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Beside him, Living Silver folded his arms and praised him softly. "Whether he was Merlin, the reporter, or a detective who came down early, as long as this isn't Layer Zero, firing that shot was the right choice."
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"I just wanted to save everyone a little time."
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Iver wiped the muzzle of his gun and said calmly.
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If he was Merlin, Iver wasn't worried. Merlin would only cause them trouble, but the real Jacob would personally open up his own grandson Iver.
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At this point in time, Noble Red had not yet been founded. The Scaleless Hand was still a well-regarded ritualist organization among the public.
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Although they were wanted for cursing several wealthy and powerful people to death, they enjoyed an excellent reputation among ordinary people.
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Under these circumstances, if Jacob realized he had been framed, he would most likely reveal his identity as the founder of the Scaleless Hand.
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Iver still didn't know what Pure White and the others really were. He couldn't reveal a secret like this to them yet.
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From that perspective, Iver had actually been silencing him.
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"If Lu Lu hadn't worked so hard to bring us that information, this layer might have been a fatal trap."
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Iver spoke solemnly as he stepped over the reporter's corpse, walked to the round table, sat down, and crossed his legs.
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He looked at everyone and slowly said, "The other layers were all storms in the night. Suddenly arriving at a layer with bright sunlight, fresh air, birdsong, and flowers... as long as they haven't recovered their memories and found the actual mission, they'll assume at once