The Departing Guests

After explaining the rules, the cork of the wine bottle before the god popped open on its own. The bottle rose into the air and poured its scorching crimson liquid into a glass. After gently swirling it, the aroma gradually spread, and then He drank it.

"Not bad. This is the blood from that bottle of Magma Colony."

Having said that, He made an inviting gesture toward the five people at the other end of the long table.

"Sorry, but what happens if we choose wrong?"

Shade asked from the other end of the table. Everything here was almost entirely blood-red now, and the decorations alone were enough to make anyone deeply uncomfortable.

"Of course, nothing can be wasted. Whatever you choose, you drink, until you select the correct one. How fortunate—you happened to bring six kinds of blood. If there had been one fewer, then one person, no matter what, would have been unable to leave."

The god said this, and Shade looked up at Him.

"Then aside from the blood I brought, are the other bottles part of Your collection?"

"Unexpected guest, do you take Me for someone so generous? The other bottles contain some rather interesting Blood Brew. They are not worthy of My collection, but they can still provide some amusement. If you wish, you may drink in place of any one of them. After all, you want to be a good person, do you not?"

The god looked at Shade with considerable interest.

"Which ones are correct?"

Shade asked inwardly.

He did not know, but including the bottle already consumed by the god before him, there were twenty-nine dark-colored wine bottles in total.

"So one is missing?"

He nodded. Seeing that the others remained silent, he swept his gaze over the dining table and then