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On the ceiling above the head, above the crystal chandelier, there is a mural that is constantly changing.

The "feast of the gods" described in the Goliath culture.

According to the legend, the gods of Gliss are enjoying fine wine and food in the temple of Zeus, unaware that something terrifying is watching from the window...

It seems that due to the strange power of the spirit, the gods in the painting have their own dynamics, or raise their glasses, or enjoy the food, or look out the window with some doubts.

Although the vivid ceiling murals are indeed worthy of admiration, Moonlight knows that Xiao En will not signal him to look up just because of a moving painting.

After looking closely, he found a... list written in the mural, next to the main **** Zeus, between the two maids.

Moonlight·1902 frowned and looked carefully, he saw the names of the six groups present on the list.

From the team of "The Director of the Shrine" to the team of the "Sage of the Deadwood".

In the name of the captain, the six teams were written on the list in turn.

"What does this mean?" Moonlight lowered her head and looked at Xiao En beside her.

In the candlelight, Sean could only shrug his shoulders.

He has been reading the black diary in the "Archives", and now he can guess not much.

However, he knew a key piece of information.

The so-called "Castle District" game does not start after the dinner.

Instead, start now—

I'm afraid the dinner party itself is the first game.

Sean informed his teammates and allies of this understanding through playing cards, crimson bonds, and eyes.

"What kind of game will it be?" Moonlight couldn't help thinking with distracted eyes.

Since it's a dinner party...

"Could it be that he eats more than anyone else?"

Thinking of a group of masked people losing their elegance, gobbling up in a dainty manner, and even fighting over food—

Moonlight frowned unimaginably and tilted his head:

That's... unlikely, right?

However, probably because he was too hungry, he really couldn't imagine what kind of game the dinner party would be.

No need for Moonlight to think too much, the answer seems to be revealed soon - Peter Pan, the owner of the castle, stretched out his hand and greeted in a polite tone: "Everyone, don't be restrained—please start eating."

When the ending of "Let's eat" ended, Peter Pan's voice became so empty and ethereal, as if echoing in the mountains.

All the people present, including Sean, suddenly felt dizzy.

The New Testament reporter stabilized his mind and calmly noticed that the chair under his **** disappeared, and he began to fall rapidly...fall...

The surrounding scene is no longer the banquet hall, but a chaotic fog.

The fall ends as abruptly as it began.

Sean felt himself land on something soft, and it stirred up a cloud of dust.

Looking carefully, he found himself sitting on a leather sofa.

With two light coughs, Sean isolated the annoying dust through the ectoplasm.

Where am I?

— It is good to know that the game is about to start in advance, at least at this moment Sean Dickinson does not feel panicked at all.

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He was able to immediately mobilize all his attention and start looking around instead of being lost in a daze.

Old stone bricks, mostly wooden furniture, animal furs hanging on the walls, and strange coat of arms...

middle Ages?

Medieval again?

Sean got up off the sofa. Before inspecting everything in the room, he was frightened by something next to him, and immediately put on a fighting stance.

However, that thing didn't launch an attack, it just floated numbly...

It was a large gray mouth suspended in the air.

Although the color and volume are very different from real lips, the texture is so real.

The weird big mouth floats in the air abruptly. If it is a part of a certain face, the nose and eyes are all missing, except for the layers of ripples that emanate from the outline of the lips...

This mouth seems to be something that exists alone.

"A ghost creature?"

"Some kind of embodiment of a curse?"

Xiao En sensed it carefully, only to find that the mouth was actually connected with his own psychic matter.

He was surprised to find that he could manipulate this weird big mouth through psychic matter.

He grinned for a while, then stuck out his tongue, and tapped his teeth...

interesting.

In such an unknown situation, Sean actually laughed.

Not knowing the meaning of Big Mouth for the time being, Sean turned his attention to another direction—outside the window.

He walked to the window and saw the scenery outside.

Only then did I realize that I was in a taller building. Appears to be a tower.

Outside the tower is a plain that cannot be seen at a glance.

In the distance, castles with strange shapes towered above the gray clouds, making it hard to see clearly.

Towering ancient iron pillars protrude into the gray clouds in the sky, with huge flowers burning on the top.

There is a gentle **** in front of me, and above the gentle slope, there is a huge yellow-brown boulder.

When Sean made out the outline of the thing, his eyes widened in surprise.

"This is…?"

As if realizing something, he turned around suddenly, rushed out of the room, and went down the spiral staircase until he reached the ground.

He rushed to the gate, lifted the latch, pushed open the wooden double doors, and rushed outside...

During this process, that weird gray mouth followed the whole process, as if it was Sean's loyal servant.

Standing in the low depression at the door, I looked up at the thing on the gentle slope.

Then, Sean turned his head thoughtfully ~lightnovelpub.net~ and looked at the building behind him that he just stepped out of—

This is a stone and brick castle. It looks more like a gigantic bust than a castle, though.

Sean, who was standing at the door looking up at the castle, seemed to have just walked out of the body of this "colossus".

Turning around again and looking forward, Sean seemed to understand.

"This is…"

His eyes fell on the gentle slope, the big yellowish-brown boulder reflecting the oily light. The upper half of the stone was about to touch the gray mist in the air.

Sean realized that no naturally formed boulder had such an alluring texture and oily sheen—

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That's not a hilltop boulder, but a giant roast chicken...

Sean turned around a few times with some dizziness, identifying the surrounding things, and soon, he finally figured everything out.

The "he" at this moment seems to have shrunk a hundred times, standing on the "dining table".

The "castle" behind him is his original body;

The "plain" under your feet is the dining table;

And on the gentle slope, that huge thing like a yellow-brown boulder was the roast chicken that had been placed in front of him.

Sean was so shocked that he was speechless for a while.

Seeing the big gray mouth beside him, he remembered Yueguang's teasing and questioning just now.

He was completely shocked, slightly mocking, and even thought that he couldn't tell the difference between reality and dream:

this…

Is it really a game about "eating"?