Team villains except me

Norvia thought that sleeping together is still useful.

Huett speaks impassionedly about his plans while the members chatter lively.

Even the taciturn Dooku would chime in from time to time.

They've really got the look of a squad.

and……

Norvia thought of Huet's silence standing beside her, and the enthusiasm that mobilized all the team members.

She didn't know how to repay this help.

And some things still need to be worked out.

Nuoya closed her eyes and sorted out the events of these days one by one.

If even the windows were made of obsidian, then the Klaud Sanatorium had been planned differently before it was renovated.

The Listening Truth Stone is solid, not afraid of fire and severe cold, but its radiation range is limited.So when they left the gate of the Claude Sanatorium and walked outside the courtyard, they could recover their full strength.

In other words, the wall is the Claude Sanatorium of the Listening Stone, and the tool for shielding magic is not the iron sheet that shields the light.The iron sheet was just another layer of protection against their escape.

If every floor is locked, it proves that there are people on every floor who want to escape.

From the second floor to the fourth floor, according to the layout of the illusion, there are at most thirty patients.

But that's not all.After all, there is an elevator outside 5101 that requires a fingerprint lock to lead directly to the underground. Norvia is not sure how many patients are locked underground—whether they can still be called living patients.

Illusions can distort people's consciousness and imprison people's souls, but time cannot be disobeyed, so time in reality and illusions are synchronized.

This is the third night of the camp.

She already has a rough plan for the method of breaking the illusion, but when it will end is also a question.

The owner of the illusion cannot fully understand everything that happens in the illusion, which is why there are monitors in her room.

Some valued customers require absolute security and privacy.So they talked here openly, without worrying about being overheard by the people behind the Claude Sanatorium.

Norvia puts herself in the shoes of the buyers who come to the Cloude Sanatorium for their pleasure.

Everything that happens here has illegal rules and canons. If the royal family and sect find out, what awaits them will be a guillotine.

So, it's quite a temptation to make these schizophrenic psychopaths take the risk.

Then, all the feelings in the illusion should be synchronized with the reality, otherwise the joy, touch and pain will be greatly reduced.

At the same time, thinking about it in reverse, the damage caused in the illusion can also affect the body in reality.

The endless stream of noble carriages will announce the unusualness of the Claude Sanatorium, so most buyers will not come to the Claude Sanatorium in person.

They came here through unknown means, indulged irresponsibly, invited with deep scheming, and then chose the ones they liked to sign a contract, and then waited for the Claude Sanatorium to deliver the goods to their door.

Their game is the hell for those patients who strayed into the Claude Sanatorium.

When Norvia explained the situation, the players' ideas became more specific.

The final arrangement was to kill the hunting buyers before dawn, then smash the illusion, pry open the elevator and kill the person in charge behind the Claude Sanatorium.

Elliot asked a question.

"How can you be sure that those dogs won't immediately contact the Claudius Nursing Home to file a complaint after being stabbed to death in the illusion?"

"Do you think they will set up any protective mechanism? All the magic in the illusion can't be used, and even the spells have no effect. Yesterday, a pervert asked me to beat him with an iron chain. He said that the more it hurts, the more excited he is—"

Erin wrinkled her nose as she spoke.

For this kind of man, she just wanted to smash his neck with a whip.

"They must have devoted themselves to playing, and the extreme pain will cause shock. Wouldn't it be better to strike harder?"

Fiana also nodded in agreement.

"Smash the heads of those things, I don't believe they didn't call for help when they woke up, but came to complain about Claudius."

"Can't we destroy the contract? They still have the ability to dominate, so they won't realize what kind of trouble they have gotten into. It would be better if the contract could be reversed."

Norvia suggested softly.

She remembered the words of her teacher, Mr. Ellen Sang, in the first conditioning class at Abbotsig College.

"No contract is perfect, so when making a contract and signing a contract, you must be optimistic about the prerequisites and scope of application."

Teacher Alan Sang is a very funny teacher.

He gave a very famous example.

"For example, there is a couple who only had a physical relationship at the beginning. One of them is a white crane and the other is a poisonous snake. The white crane has a conservative concept, and the poisonous snake has an open relationship. They signed the contract to play some new tricks on the bed, but their master-servant contract There was a deep loophole that caused the positions of the two parties to the contract to be reversed. Their positions of master and servant were reversed, and the poisonous snake was controlled by the white crane."

"Of course, they ended up getting married, which is a good ending. But if it's a fight, if it's a game, a job, etc., then there are serious consequences."

Norvia's biggest idea at the time was the working contract.

If she can become the boss, and the boss is her employee, then this contract is simply a gift from God.

Now—this may be the possibility of breaking the game.

The spider lay on the sofa, reached out and tugged at Norvia's sleeve.

"Norvia, why do you want to save them so much? The fee for the Claudius Sanitarium is [-] copper coins a month, including board and lodging. If they had money, they wouldn't come to this place, and you wouldn't get paid. "

Norvia opened her mouth to defend, but she couldn't give any reason.

She can't say, because she was and could be a part of this, so she looks at these struggling people and wants to give them a good ending.

Poverty is not a sin, and neither is hunger.

They have no reason to suffer this.

She doesn't want to be a savior, and she doesn't have the kindness to overflow.She has a lot of trade-offs under her last resort, but it doesn't mean she is unwilling to try to do something for those people.

She knew very well that her conscience had been swallowed by money, and that the few remaining were now beating her.

If she doesn't save them, she will regret it.

Spider King blinked her red eyelashes, and suddenly smiled maliciously.

"I know how to switch between the two parties in the contract, but one of us needs to be sacrificed, Norvia...Who do you want to choose?"

For a while, the whole team fell silent.

Even Ellit, who is not serious, still looked at Norvia's expression.

Norvia pondered for a while, and was about to speak, but was cut off by the spider again.

"You can't choose yourself."

Norvia was taken aback for a moment, then said with a broken smile.

"I'm not going to choose."

The eyes of everyone pretended to look away casually.

The spider raised an eyebrow.

"If you don't choose, then these people will not be saved."

"Ah."

Norvia complied calmly.

"Then it won't help."

The spider stared closely at Norvia, as if trying to see through her soul through an illusion.

The spider asked again without giving up.

"Is it really hopeless?"

Norvia still nodded, without any force on her expression.

Strangers who have never met are no match for them.

It was her own selfishness to drag them into the Claudius Sanitarium.

Norvia no longer entangled in the issue of the contract, she began to plan the team's actions in the second half of the night.

They must leave the environment and return to reality before dawn at the latest.

They had half a day to get rid of the people behind the Claude Sanitarium before the academy came to clean up the mess.

Time is running out, and Norvia has something to prove.

Norvia got up to leave, and the remaining team members were still counting the number of people present.

When Norvia's figure disappeared on the stairs, Irene finished counting the number of people in the area she wanted to sanction, and turned to ask the spider.

"Do you really want to sacrifice? Or, do you just want Norvia to give up."

The spider leaned on its chin and pointed at the dancing crowd in the distance with its finger. Hearing Irene's question, his expression didn't change.

"What's the difference? Anyway, she said she couldn't save it, didn't she?"

"So you are just testing Norvia."

"What are you pretending to be? Don't you want to know what she thinks?"

The spider's tone became harsh.

"You all wanted to know at the time, but now you come to question me?"

"I do not want to know."

Fiana retorted lightly, with a small pink hammer on her hand.

The spider sneered, and the swords were tense between the two.

Huett interrupted the stalemate at this moment and glanced at the time.

There was a kind of excited madness in his eyes, like a raging fire.

"It's time. Our carnival—it's time to kick off!"