Super Righteous Player
Chapter 789 - 328 The Three Elements of Husky_1

Chapter 789: Chapter 328 The Three Elements of Husky_1

Although he had won the first round, Shi San Xiang’s heart sank even more.

...Something felt amiss.

If one had said that Fu Fu deliberately threw the game, that unsettling smile on Their face caused Shi San Xiang great unease.

Was it because by winning, Shi San Xiang allowed Fu Fu to reap greater benefits?

Or had They found some clue in his choice?

Being in the same room as Fu Fu, Shi San Xiang felt an increasing sense of anxiety and fear.

...He was not typically the kind of person whose heart wouldn’t stay still.

Just by sensing Fu Fu’s presence around him, Shi San Xiang could faintly detect that uniquely distinctive scent. But if they were in the cellar of the tavern that would be one thing, yet here there was only stone, and both he and Fu Fu were merely vague illusions. There shouldn’t be any scent at all; theoretically, he couldn’t possibly smell it.

However, the fact was that occasionally, Shi San Xiang would suddenly catch a whiff of that lingering fragrance in the world... Yet that hint of scent was also fleeting, resembling a hallucination.

Each time he detected that scent, Shi San Xiang’s heart grew more anxious.

"So, Your Highness Dmitry,"

Fu Fu’s figure disappeared from across him like a phantom, reappeared behind Shi San Xiang, chuckling in a low voice, "Although I have not mentioned it before... I hope you’d best not tell His Highness Annan the details of this round.

"Of course, since I’ve said this, you will certainly tell His Highness Annan. But the question is..."

Fu Fu stopped suddenly without finishing.

However, Shi San Xiang already understood the implication.

Their meaning was... how could Shi San Xiang be sure that "telling everything about this place to Annan" wouldn’t instead lead Annan astray?

After all, Shi San Xiang hadn’t thought of this on his own.

It was something Fu Fu had deliberately leaned in to mention.

But if one considers this possibility, Shi San Xiang began to doubt—did They already know that "His Highness Dmitry" was a suspicious person, and therefore laid out a web of doubts on purpose?

"...Your character is really unpleasant,"

Shi San Xiang couldn’t help but make a snide comment.

Observing his reaction, Fu Fu just smiled and said nothing.

The next moment was just like when he had entered this mysterious space.

Shi San Xiang suddenly felt a wave of dizziness... as if he had abruptly developed low blood pressure, accompanied by a slight urge to vomit.

He was kicked out of the space.

And his body shook for an instant, immediately steadied by Winter’s Hand.

"Your Highness Dmitry? How are you feeling?"

"Where had I just gone?"

Shi San Xiang didn’t answer, but instead, he immediately asked those around him, "Did I disappear from here, or was it only my consciousness that vanished and my body fainted on the spot?"

"In fact, you just turned into a wax figure."

Husky replied, "And Fu Fu disappeared. They vanished a bit later than you and specifically mentioned to us not to move your body."

"I see..."

Shi San Xiang murmured.

After leaving that place, he became even more certain.

—There was definitely something wrong with that space.

After he left there and breathed in the intense fragrance that filled the cellar again, the persistent anxiety that had been entwining him was gone. His thoughts also became calm again.

He pulled Husky over and whispered, "Be careful... Stay alert to your emotions at all times, and don’t let him disrupt you. Terminate the game if any abnormal emotions occur."

"I understand,"

Husky replied confidently.

But looking at her simple appearance, Shi San Xiang’s certainty wavered...

Every time he saw Annan, he was always composed or exuded a gentle and steady demeanor. To see such an innocent laugh from "Annan’s" body almost made Shi San Xiang exclaim "worthy of you."

"So, it’s your turn for the second round... Your Highness Annan,"

Fu Fu looked at Husky with a smile.

"Same question as before... Although asking you might be mostly futile.

"—What are the three most important elements for a king?"

The same question they had asked "Dmitry."

Even Shi San Xiang couldn’t help but perk up his ears, eager to hear Husky’s insight.

Then Husky confidently puffed out her chest.

"Your Highness Annan," he said without hesitation:

"—I don’t know, I don’t want to know, I refuse to answer your question. Those are my three principles.

"You won’t force me to answer, will you? You won’t, right?"

Stop it, you dumb dog!

Big Boss Annan is watching us from the outside right now!

In that instant, Thirteen Fragrances felt utter despair.

But Husky’s response visibly stunned the rotting husband for a moment.

From his reaction, it was clear he had not anticipated such an answer.

—Huh, even I did not expect that.

Thirteen Fragrances murmured in his heart.

"Ahahaha..."

The rotting husband then burst into a belly laugh.

He laughed so joyously that he nearly cried. Leaning on the table, he laughed until he was almost breathless, nearly unable to straighten up.

"Really, truly... It has been a long time since I’ve been this happy. Such a kingly presence, Your Highness Annan. I might even give you a gift later,"

the rotting husband said with a laugh.

Meanwhile, outside the nightmare, Annan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Annan opened his eyes and smiled helplessly.

In some ways, Husky truly lived up to his name...

At the center of the ritual site, Maria, who sat on the sofa, also opened her eyes and looked over.

Maria could not peer into their nightmares directly from the player’s perspective like Annan. But there were rituals in this world designed to forcibly interfere with nightmares, so enabling Maria to "watch the game" in sync with Annan was not difficult.

If necessary, she could even offer hints to the purifiers via "Voice of Heaven."

However, this was merely for gathering information, to satisfy the curiosity of both Annan and Maria about what had happened in the past. There was thus no need for such means.

"With them acting this way, what can they probe out?"

Maria couldn’t help but ask.

Annan answered meaningfully, "Perhaps this way, they might probe out even more."

"I’m just a bit worried that the rotting husband might recognize this is a nightmare."

"He’s already recognized it."

Annan replied.

Hearing this, Maria looked over in astonishment.

She quickly furrowed her brow and nodded in agreement.

"...Indeed, it’s very likely. When he said ’Asking you is probably of little use,’ he probably already knew. But... when exactly?"

"At the earliest, it was when Thirteen Fragrances chose 3,"

Annan responded: "Dmitry is a very stubborn man. He has a strong desire for devotion and wouldn’t retreat in that situation. Rather, the more he fears, the less likely he is to retreat.

"From this perspective, Dmitry indeed possesses what the rotting husband considers ’kingly talents.’ After all, the king has no retreat... the so-called, ’Why should Your Majesty surrender first?’ This too is a form of kingship."

"...Indeed,"

Maria nodded, "Dmitry is indeed such a person. Stubborn. Thick-headed. And he has yet to learn to give up and retreat."

"And the rotting husband confirmed that Thirteen Fragrances was not Dmitry... based on that final ambiguous statement. He suspected that this might be a nightmare; that’s why he said that to test Thirteen Fragrances..."

Annan said slowly.

Thirteen Fragrances might understand Annan better, but he definitely wasn’t familiar with Dmitry.

Because Dmitry is not a suspicious man at all.

He’s not just unsuspicious—his mind is single-track, and once he’s made a decision, self-doubt is out of the question. And his trust in Annan is absolute.

By the time Thirteen Fragrances hesitated about whether to tell "Annan"... it had already proven he was definitely not Dmitry.

The real Dmitry had no escape.

He undertook the ritual with his brother Annan, braving numerous dangers and not even telling his father Ivan. Such actions already showed his near unconditional trust in Annan.

Dmitry would have told Annan everything.

Because he believed that even if there were traps here, Annan would find them.

If Husky were to play Dmitry, she might also do something similar... but Thirteen Fragrances couldn’t have absolute trust in Husky. Because he was the one who made the decisions, the one who did the thinking.

It was this difference that let the rotting husband keenly detect the "flaw."