The moment I said that, Clown took a deep breath, showing a bewilderment that couldn't be hidden behind a mask. This reaction alone was enough to confirm his authenticity.

But it seems that the content was too shocking.

"Corpse Collector...?"

The members stared in disbelief at one point, where the Round Table jewel was. Soon, the gem shone and glowed. It was a very bright green light.

—... It's true.

Now all eyes turned again not to the jewel, which had already done its job, but to the Clown, who seemed to have a malfunction in his brain.

—…

The clown said nothing, for there was wariness and perhaps hostility in their eyes.

Of course, it wasn't because he felt uncomfortable under their gaze. If he were that kind of guy, he wouldn't have revealed that he was from Noark at all.

He must be surprised that I know his identity.

Initially, I didn't plan to reveal it either. Well, it would be impossible to determine that I am Bjorn Yandel based on this alone, but I decided that revealing this fact would do more damage.

But I never thought that the cards would fall in the right place by themselves.

If I had suddenly revealed it out of nowhere, Clown might have assumed that I had obtained this information recently.

But now...

"Mr. Crescent said that Mr. Leo seems to know all of our personalities. I don't think that's true either."

The clown provoked me and created a natural composition. No, not only that, this guy himself gave out that he was from Noark. Simply put, even if his identity was revealed, he wasn't the type to leave the gathering.

Well, since the whole world already knows that he is a player, his personality will not be as important as that of others.

Thanks to this, there was nothing to worry about. I could stick to plan B: keep him close to me to pull out information, and at the same time expose his identity and give him the middle finger. It even provided a few additional benefits. Since he revealed that he was a representative of Noark, members of the organization could openly expect information from him from the other side. In addition, I could strengthen the image of the Lion in front of the club members and leave the newcomer, the Queen, room for misunderstanding. For me, this was also very important. The more Lev looks like a veteran, the more difficult it will be to associate him with Bjorn Yandel. It was a real jackpot.

—... Secret chat with the Corpse Collector. It's a good thing I've joined," the Queen muttered, breaking a short silence.

—... Hee-hee, you got me.

When he came to his senses, the Clown pretended not to lose his temper and pretended to laugh.

—…

The Goblin hadn't been able to make eye contact with the Clown since he heard about the Corpse Collector, and the Fox and the Deer looked at me with an even more wary look than the Clown.

—... You really knew everything.

"Who are you...?"

Hmm, and that's nice...

I tried my best to keep the corners of my lips still and ignore their words as impassively as possible. Thus, the attention turned back to the Clown.

"And how does it feel when your identity is revealed, Mr. Corpse Collector?" The deer roared as if something had happened to him and the Corpse Collector in the past.

But the Clown did not flinch.

"Hee-hee, well, I don't know. What do I feel? Only that Mr. Lev is more dangerous than I thought.

"You're still pretending to be paralyzed.

"Tsok, you only see what you want to see. Do you think I care about people like you? I'm not hiding like all of you.

He wasn't entirely wrong, but did the Deer catch any nuance in these words?

—... Are you still going to stay in the congregation after all this?

— Of course. But I hope you don't misunderstand me, I'm not staying because of you. The reason I want to stay is because of Mr. Leo.

To be honest, this reaction surprised me a little. I couldn't believe that he could still act friendly towards me even after being exposed to the killing energy and then revealing his identity.

Was that bastard a punching bag, or what?

Even when I inwardly admired him, the war of nerves between Deer and Clown continued.

"Anyway, Deer. You should watch your language. What will you do if I find you?

"I don't think there's any reason to worry. I'm not stupid enough to reveal my identity like some people.

"Hee-hee, are you sure of that?" I already have about four candidates in mind. I'm sure the answer will come if I kill them all.

"Pfft, try it if you can." Do you think I'm going to be scared? Not long ago, you were nearly beaten to death by a barbarian, and your arrogance is still there.

"You... Do you really want to die?

Judging by this rave review, the winner was Deer. The Clown pounced on him with murderous energy, but I guessed that they were about the same level because the Deer didn't even flinch.

Then...

"Well, well. Stop it. Club members should be friendly to each other. Isn't it?

The queen intervened in the argument and broke up the fight. It was even funny. What kind of newcomer was it?

– Let's have another round. I didn't know it until I tried it, but it's a lot of fun.

Probably thanks to the Queen's amazing social skills, their pointless quarrel stopped. But the moment the next round was about to begin...

— … I will stop here.

The fox said that she surrendered.

I guessed that she no longer had any information to use.

It happened from time to time, so there was nothing strange about it.

But ...

"I'll wait outside until it's over."

Instead of leaving the chat, the Fox went out the door and waited.

This is the first time since I became a member of the club.

"Please find a time for me when it's over." I need to tell you something, Lev.

Tell me something, right? Is this due to her absent-mindedness?

—... However, perhaps you already know about everything.

The fox left an interesting comment, and immediately after that, the 2nd round began.

***

The Queen was the first to go.

Apparently, she liked the system of the meeting, since she gave her information in a cheerful voice.

— Everyone knows about GM, right? But let's see if you know that. Huhoo! Many people mistakenly believe that this community was created by GM, but in fact it is not!

There was not a drop of doubt in her tone, but the light emitted by the gem was certainly red.

"Huh...?"

Looking at the amazed Queen, the Deer replied:

"This is the information that Lev mentioned earlier.

—... Did Mr. Lev know about it?

The Queen stared at me. Apparently, her curiosity about me increased even more. Well, it was the same with me.

Who is she really?

This was high-level information that none of the participants in the meeting knew about.

Maybe she's someone from the community management team.

At that moment, this thought flashed through my head...

No wait...

Although I met her only once, a face flashed through my mind, imprinted in my subconscious:

A woman who acted as a guide when I first joined this community and showed me what's what.

If you think about it, her nickname was "Queen of Souls".

Coincidentally, she also chose a queen mask for herself. The clown said that people always choose the mask that most resembles them. Was this really a coincidence? Even if she was also a white woman with blonde hair?

And the voice is similar, too. Why didn't I think about it right away?

The thought came late, but in fact it was normal. Even if a person covers only one nose, the impression of him will be completely different. If it weren't for the name "Queen", my subconscious wouldn't even think of the "Queen of Souls".

This is not yet certain, but for now it is better to assume that this is so.

While I was considering possible options, the Queen revealed new information...

"Hmph, I think I should choose more recent information. In a few years, a [Binding] spell for six people will be created. This will completely change the structure of the expedition. How do you like it?! Isn't it amazing...

And she received another refusal.

"Huh?"

Ha, how many people are going to beat this dead horse?

Seeing the jewel glowing red, the Queen looked at it puzzled.

"Are you sure that everything is all right with this jewel?"

— Of course, yes. This is the information that has already been mentioned earlier. Since it's been half a year, it should be about a year and a half before the [Binding] magic is released.

"Wow, even a term?" This place is really of the highest level," the Queen sincerely admired.

The clown laughed arrogantly.

"Hee-hee, maybe your level is just too low?!"

Probably, he did not speak seriously. All this time, the Queen demonstrated a presence that had to be reckoned with.

Perhaps he is doing this so that she will reveal more valuable information.

Oh, by the way, when the topic of "level" came up, the Goblin decided to keep silent. For once, he really showed his wit.

"Hmph, that's a little awkward...

Speaking in a voice that did not hold the slightest resentment, the Queen made a third attempt.

"The King is not ill. This is a lie.

... And?

***

The jewel responded to the Queen's words with a green light, causing even more confusion at the Round Table. The reason was simple: earlier from the lips of the Clown there was exactly the opposite information.

"King Raphdonia's illness is getting worse."

In a sense, this can be called a weakness of the Round Table. If the speaker was 100% sure of the truthfulness, the gemstone emitted a green light. He distinguished not between fact and fiction, but between lies and truth. If it were not for this, people would use this system to obtain any information.

"What a headache.

"Excuse me?" Why is it a headache?

The deer sighed and explained the situation to the Queen.

"Hmph, no one lied, but it means one of you was wrong.

— That's right.

"Then isn't it natural that my words should have more weight?" Everyone who knows knows that the king is sick, but I am the only one who is convinced that this is a lie.

"Hee-hee, where did you hear this nonsense?"

"Hmph, is this really the limit of the Corpse Gatherer's capabilities?

—... What did you say just now?

The Clown was furious at the Queen's provocation.

However, the Queen only smirked in response.

"Then how did you get this information, Mr. Clown?" For example, I personally met with the king. But are you still more sure of this than I am?

—... Everyone can say something like that.

"I never thought that a Corpse Collector could be so arrogant. Here, I will put my hand on the precious stone. Will that suit you?

The Queen then said that she had met the king while holding on to the jewel, it glowed with a green light.

—…

The clown couldn't answer.

How did this guy come to such a life? Today he was beaten by everyone who was not lazy.

"Another monster chasing the Lion. A player who can come into contact with the King...

"It's not that bad. I just accidentally got a chance.

The Queen captured her presence from the first meeting, befitting her mask.

— Why are there more and more such people?

From the activity of the newcomer, the Goblin became pliable.

"All right, enough about that. Let's move on to the next one! Mr. Goblin, it's your turn!

"H-my?"

"Yes!" – thanks to her charisma, the Queen naturally took the initiative into her own hands.

The goblin couldn't refuse, and obediently spoke.

"Yesterday, the Magic Tower discovered a way to penetrate Noark's barrier. It looks like they can do it at any time. True, for this you need to gather thirty high priests to offer a prayer.

So, finally, a way was found. Perhaps a second punitive expedition will be formed in the near future.

"How do you like that, Corpse Collector?!"

"Why are you showing off?" Earlier, I heard that the denomination was going to stop supporting the royal family.

"Do you think that a mere religious faction can rebel against the king?"

"The royal family doesn't have 'him' anymore, doesn't it?"

"Damn it, if I had known you were on Noark's side, I would never have talked about it.

The Deer and the Clown began to bicker again.

"Hmm... Won't you stop them this time?" The goblin asked the Queen hintingly, but she only watched with interest.

"Why?" Now, come to think of it, it adds to the fun.

"I see...

The argument seemed to go on endlessly, as even the Queen watched the war of nerves between them, but surprisingly, the winner was quickly determined.

"Oh, by the way. Congratulations. I hear you have a new nickname.

—... What do you mean? The clown reacted as if he had heard it for the first time.

"Oh, haven't you heard?" Now you are a Toy Collector.

"Oh my God, that's vulgar. The Queen covered her mouth as if she knew what that meant, and the Deer continued to explain with a grin.

— Toy collector. It's because you're like a child.

"Like a child...?" The clown didn't seem to understand what he meant.

Expecting this, the Deer shook his head in an exaggerated way.

"Why?" Isn't it? They say that Bjorn Yandel talks about it every day at drinking parties.

"That bastard...?" Clown's voice trembled, as if he was slowly starting to remember something.

It was the perfect moment to deliver the final blow.

"Because... You have a small one, like a child.

As an experienced player, the Deer did not miss the moment and plunged a dagger into his heart.

*Crackle*

From the Clown's mouth came the sound of something breaking.

I took the time to mentally apologize.

Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I specifically asked them to keep it a secret.

"Pfft.

But for some reason, everything ended this way.