Thoroughly Coming Clean

Was it all just to avenge that Pikachu-using the antidote to bring Cthulhu back to life, then voting him out during the day and killing him with his own hands?

???

The Ferryman watched Yimo on the judgment platform, seemingly in control of things, and cold sweat kept beading on his forehead.

Something felt wrong.

Would anyone really do something like that?

What was the point???

Something was wrong. Very wrong!!!

He was the one in the Third Party Faction. He should have been the one completely in control of the Game by now!

Why? Why was Yimo so confident?

Was he putting on an act?

Was it all an act?

No... There was no way he was that simple!

There had to be something he hadn't thought of. Something had to have gone wrong!

At that thought, the Ferryman suddenly considered a possibility. A chill ran down his spine, and then he shouted at Dieyu, "Dieyu, keep Siba Jungler occupied!"

"I have something to check. I'll be back as soon as I can!"

Then the Ferryman left the area around the Circular Table as quickly as possible.

After the Ferryman left, the Village Chief's Little Sister walked away too, her face dark and saying nothing.

Yimo held a Hunting Rifle. Without even glancing at Cthulhu's corpse, he lowered his head and walked down from the judgment platform.

Naughty Cat had already reached the foot of the platform and was waiting for Yimo. Her face was full of remorse. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry!"

Yimo shook his head to show that it was all right.

He tried to sling the Hunting Rifle over his shoulder, but with his left hand injured, doing it with only his right was a little difficult.

When Naughty Cat saw, she hurried to help him