A real accident!

Maxford is really dead!

Although they had expected it, Zhen Xin and Hu Wei's pupils still contracted when they saw the corpse.

In Lake's account, Maxford is a Clown with whom he can resonate on a soul level, and Lake is a pure actor who pursues the pinnacle of art. It is conceivable that Maxford must also be such a pure person.

This means that he would never agree to Mrs. Flord's "dirty" schemes against the Dusk Play, and even if he wanted to win, he would win honorably.

So, was his death... orchestrated by Flord, who was so eager to lead Morning Cheer to victory?

The two men present hadn't forgotten that Flord was a member of the Brotherhood of Extreme Desire.

[Filth and Decay] Believer will do anything to satisfy their desires.

Even though Mrs. Flord is seen by everyone as an upright leader, her private morality is evident from the way she deceived Lake; she is not so noble.

The problem is that the emotions expressed in a diary cannot be faked. Could Mrs. Flord really be so heartless as to suppress her own feelings for the sake of Morning Cheer's honor?

Most importantly, there were no ligature marks on Maxford's neck, indicating that Lake's known cause of death was also false.

How did he die?

With a puzzled look in her eyes, Zhen Xin turned to look at Flord. At that moment, Hu Wei withdrew his greatsword, but Mrs. Flord, now free from coercion, collapsed to the ground, seemingly having long since given up the will to resist.

Judging from the sadness on her face, it was easy to see that she was deeply saddened by Maxford's death. However, as a con artist, Zhen Xin knew that sometimes seeing is not believing.

"Tell me, Mrs. Flord, how do you explain all of this?"

Flord lay on the ground and sobbed a few times, then stopped crying, looked up, and glared angrily:

Who are you?!

Zhen Xin's smile remained unchanged:

"Rest assured, we are not secret Investigator from the Royal Family, nor are we enemies of the Morning Cheer Circus. We are here to help you."

This circus duel has been drawn into a vortex that is hard for ordinary people to imagine. You don't need to know the whole story; just tell us what you know.

Of course, you have the right to refuse, and we also have the freedom to take Maxford away.

Whether or not the Clown can have a complete body is up to you.

"Devil!

You are devils!

In a fit of hysteria, as overwhelming grief overwhelmed her and anger overwhelmed her reason, Flord abruptly stood up, pulled a Daggers from her bosom, and stabbed it straight into Zhen Xin's chest.

With her plan exposed, she had no way out. Once everyone knew everything, not only her, but also Morning Cheer would be implicated.

Rather than witnessing the collapse of the circus empire he built with his own hands, he might as well take a gamble here. If he can take down these two mysterious men, he might still have a chance!

So Flord gritted his teeth, lunged forward, and plunged the Daggers into Zhen Xin's heart.

The realistic feel of flesh and blood and the resistance from the blade startled Flord.

It was a success?

She stared in disbelief at her bulging veins, at the blood splattered on her chest, and at the knife tip piercing her flesh...

The devil is dead?

No, that's not right. This isn't the devil's clothes. Why does it look like Morning Cheer's performance costume?

Flord looked up abruptly and saw that the face in front of him was no longer the female devil from before, but had become Maxford!

Yes, she plunged the Daggers into Maxford's heart with her own hands!

"No!!!"

Flord's mind went blank. She didn't know why the dead Maxford had come back to life and stood there in place of the devil. She only saw the incredulous look in his eyes and the expression of fear on his face. She let out a wail, immediately threw away the knife in her hand, and retreated in panic.

"No, no!! That's not how it is, Maxford, I don't want to hurt you!"

"Bang--"

Flord collapsed to the ground in a panic.

The intense pain brought the Circus manager to her senses for a moment. When she saw Maxford collapse to the ground clutching his chest, she frantically scrambled over, grabbed him, and broke down in tears, pressing his wound against his chest:

"No! Don't die! You can't die!"

Flord, his mind blank, collapsed onto Maxford's body, weeping and wailing. But then, the dead Maxford suddenly opened his eyes, smiling gently, and said:

"Captain, now I believe you didn't kill your Clown."

"Can you tell me your story now?"

Flord was stunned. She looked up blankly, only to find that Maxford in her arms had somehow transformed back into the female devil.

The experience just now felt like an illusion, dragging me into Abyss of Despair, only to be casually expelled and gently rolled to the ground.

Flord froze for a second, then threw Zhen Xin aside and rushed to the Prop Box. When she saw Maxford's body lying intact inside, she was first overjoyed, then burst into heart-wrenching sobs.

The Circus manager was completely devastated.

Looking at everything before him, Hu Wei's eyelids twitched violently, and he gripped the greatsword in his hand tightly.

At this moment, in his eyes, Zhen Xin on the scene didn't seem like an older sister, but more like a younger sister Zhen Yi, because Zhen Yi used this method to drive the other players "crazy".

Zhen Xin sensed the wariness behind her, turned her head slightly and returned a harmless smile, then looked at Flord and said:

"You only have one chance. Otherwise, I'm not sure if Maxford will climb out of the Prop Box again."

"Devil... you are a devil..."

Flord cried until she was hoarse. She dared not look at Zhen Xin, but she also dared not remain silent. So she held the corpse in the Prop Box and told the true story in a hoarse and choked voice.

"No one hurt Maxford. He wasn't murdered; he died in an accident..."

Zhen Xin was taken aback, then suddenly realized something, raised an eyebrow in surprise, and asked, "Drunk?"

"Yes!"

Flord had lost the ability to think; she no longer had the mental capacity to ponder why the other party knew so much. She just wanted to finish speaking as quickly as possible, to get these two devils away from her and Maxford's corpses.

That day, he went to Tavern to drown his sorrows because of the pressure of his Finale Performance, and ran into Lake was also there to release stress.

The two hit it off immediately and drank a lot of alcohol, but Maxford couldn't drink that much. His health was already poor, and the excessive alcohol killed him that very night.

He died because of a drunken night...

Why is this happening!?

This is not the relief he wanted, nor is it the future I desired!

When I heard the news that night, I couldn't believe it was an accident. I went to the Tavern and asked all the witnesses Tavern. They all told me Tavern everything was normal and there was nothing unusual, except for two strange people cheering and empathizing!

I knew then that Maxford died of "Destiny"!

But on what basis?

Why did they meet? Why wasn't Lake who died? Why is even the heavens favoring Dusk Play?

I refuse to accept this, I'm not reconciled, I hate it!

So I used Maxford's death as a pretext to lure Lake to Morning Cheer.

I will make Lake pay the price, I will make Dusk Play pay the price, I will make this unfair Destiny pay the price!

Morning Cheer won't lose, and neither will I!

Flord's face was contorted with rage and hysteria. She looked around at the two demons in front of her, paused for a moment, then snapped back to her senses and collapsed to the ground in despair.

"But I still lost... Everything is gone..."

There will be no more Morning Cheer in the world, and no one will remember a Clown named Maxford.

Kill me, I've lost all reason to live...

Flord collapsed in Despair.

Upon learning the truth, the two did not empathize with each other; instead, they each frowned.

Hu Wei was still assessing whether Zhen Xin had switched personalities, while Zhen Xin suppressed her smile and her expression became extremely serious as she said:

"Oh no, we're in trouble."