They all call me the Outer God

"That's my hat, not yours. I say it again, it's not yours!!"

James pointed at it, his fingers almost shaking with anger. Schwar thought he was too petty, so he put his big hat on his head. Because the hat model didn't match James' head, the hat directly covered his glasses.

James grabbed the hat.

"You think this is funny, right? I'm going to tell Kercha about you!"

Before he finished speaking, he felt that this sentence was inappropriate. Leah would only side with his myth-breaking creatures. The two of them were in the same group.

James was so angry that he changed himself into a new small hat, but when he was about to put it on, Schwar took it away.

It piled the new hat on the old hat. James suddenly wanted to see how high it could pile, so he kept changing it, and Schwar kept piling it. When the length of his hand was not enough, it ran to a deserted place and used its tentacles, and then fixed it inside with its tentacles.

Soon, its hat reached an astonishing three meters high.

When passers-by saw this scene, they all looked up to pay attention to it, and then whispered to their companions that the Secret Keepers did not do serious work every day.

Especially the plague doctors, they were a group of weirdos who did not like to show their faces.

In Cranbeya, their existence had long been commonplace. Seeing that the mythical creature was actually trying to discredit the name of the plague doctor, James was shocked.

If he let it stay, it would be a question whether he could get the title of "Best Plague Doctor of the Year".

So he waved his hand, and all the hats on Sval's head disappeared, and he also lost all the ability to change inexplicably.

James carried it by the wings and took it back to the Secret Keeper headquarters like a chicken.

There was a group of plague doctors who had just finished their internship and were listening to a lecture. James directly threw Sval in the first row, talked to the lecturer for a while, and clapped his hands and left.

He said that within two days, he would teach this bird to rank first in the comprehensive test, and he would be in trouble if he failed.

The lecturer looked at James, then at the creature sitting in the seat with two eyes staring at him, who was obviously not very intelligent. He wanted to scold James, but was afraid that he would suddenly become interested in his meat.

"I'll try my best."

That was all he could promise.

So James patted his butt and went out by himself, planning to have a comfortable vacation, leaving little Shival in the cram school.

It couldn't understand what those guys wearing bird-beak masks were talking about, especially the old guy in the front, whose hunchback was so hunched that his head was about to fall to the ground, but he was still tenaciously teaching a group of young plague doctors.

It was like an old crow teaching a group of young crows.

Little Shival soon became drowsy and bored, but when it was about to leave, it found that the entire mythical creature could not move.

This was terrible. It had followed Leah all the way and had experienced everything, but it had never suffered such a loss.

Of course, except at Evander's place, but that was its clone, so it didn't suffer any loss.

But every time it suffered a loss, it suffered a loss from a cultured person, which shows how terrible it is to be cultureless.

"Where are you going, kid?"

The shadow of the lecturer covered it, and the next second, a medical book more than two meters high appeared on the table in front of it.

These included general medicine and extraordinary medicine.

The lecturer nodded with satisfaction, stuffed a signature pen into its feather, then turned around and stood under the light of the podium, raising his hands high.

"Follow me and shout, study medicine to save the world! Our exams have no focus, and every bit of knowledge you have learned will become the focus!"

"Patients will not get sick according to the textbooks, so we will not test most of the contents in the textbooks, but even so, you have to memorize all the contents in the book, is there a problem?"

"No!"

The young plague doctors said in unison.

Little Swar suddenly had a bad premonition, his ear feathers drooped and pressed against the back of his head, and white smoke began to come out of his head in a hurry.

Two days later, Ria was able to move freely. He sat at the table reading a book, turned his head, and saw James.

"Where's Sval?"

"I sent him to take the qualification exam for the plague doctor. Anyway, he looks like he wants to be a plague doctor."

James laughed, and soon, little Sval emerged from the shadows on the ground, with messy feathers all over his body, and it was difficult to even maintain his bird shape.

It staggered forward two steps, and then "slapped" on its head and collapsed into a pile of tentacles, which were still melting.

James: "How did you do in the exam?"

Little Sval's tentacles raised a piece of paper and handed it to Ria.

This was a blank test paper, with no blanks filled in, but in the "name" column, it wrote a line of words.

[To be or not to be, that is the question]

"Can you write words?" Ria raised her eyebrows, and then turned the test paper over and over, only this sentence "To be or not to be, that is the question".

Maybe it only learned to write this sentence.

"This is the first page of the memorandum content of all our plague doctor textbooks."

James reminded, and little Sval's tentacles curled up and twitched in an instant, and he was so angry that his teeth itched.

It took it two days to memorize this sentence, but it was told that it would not be tested on the memorandum.

It was so angry.

Little Swar climbed on Riya and looked up at him pitifully. Riya patted its head and told it that it didn't need to be very smart, as long as it was alive.

James was dumbfounded, and inexplicably had his salary deducted for two weeks because of laziness.

The difference in treatment is obvious.

Ria closed the pages on the table: "Today is a big day, James."

"Isn't that right? It's the monarch's birthday. All work must stop today to welcome this grand celebration. Even King Wilton will parade on the streets. If you want to get close to him, this is undoubtedly a good opportunity."

"We think so, and those who are deliberately speculative will also think so, so the guards around His Majesty will definitely be on high alert."

Ria casually threw her book to the tentacle, and James took the opportunity to see the cover of the book - "On Noble Etiquette".

"Do you need this to communicate with others? Why have I never seen you polite to me?"

Riya: "The so-called communication is a false product to achieve the goal. We don't need these between us. For example, if I want to deduct your salary, I can actually deduct it directly without giving you a reason."

"You finally spoke your mind, didn't you?"

James watched Riya stuff the mythical creatures into her hat and get dressed before going out, and he followed suit.

When they came outside, they found that today's sky seemed to be much bluer than usual, the sun was shining brightly, colorful flags were hanging on the streets, and both sides of the road were even filled with bright and rare precious flowers.

Everyone was wearing more solemn clothes than usual. After thinking about it, Riya took out a golden hollow brooch with a clock pattern from her pocket and pinned it on her clothes, which might look more solemn.

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James turned his head: "Is this made of gold?"

"No, I picked it up from scraps. I thought it looked good, so I washed it and kept it."

"But you should not be short of money now."

"No way, there is no difference between a trash can in a wealthy area and a treasure chest. As long as you go there quickly, you can even find a diamond ring that a gentleman gave to a lady but was discarded.

As long as you can find something good, they are more cost-effective than lottery tickets. After all, it doesn't cost a penny to go through the trash.

The thought that these things might be picked up by others makes me feel uncomfortable. "

James was speechless. He looked at a water stain on the ground. A beautiful lady didn't know how to take a detour when she passed by. Then immediately a fool ran over and took off his coat and spread it on it, holding the lady's hand. Take her across the water.

Those who didn't know thought they were doing something sinister.

After they finished, both of them turned red and decided to go to the celebration together, which made James' eyes widen behind the mask.

Is this okay?

They continued walking, and soon, another pretty lady stood in front of the water stain, shyly covering half of her face with a fan and looking at Riya.

Eyelashes blinked lightly, like a nimble butterfly.

As a result, Riya continued to go her own way as if she didn't see anything.

James took off his coat and ran in that direction. As a result, the woman's face changed instantly, and she ran away with her skirt in hand without looking back. Her speed was comparable to that of a sprinter at the World Games.

At that moment, James felt really unlucky.

He quickly caught up with Riya: "Where are the etiquette you learned?"

“I think there are still some etiquettes that are not necessary to learn. Even Swale knows to take a detour when seeing water and to run back when it rains.

And, how do you know if she is a boy? "

Ever since Riya got to know [Witches], a group of magical species, he has been more cautious when seeing women.

It's always good to be skeptical.

In this way, Ria and James chatted for a while, and in the middle of the process, they actually bumped into Wilton who was marching.

Everyone stood on both sides of the road to clear a spacious place for the monarch. Twelve tall horses and a group of people in red costumes and high hats took the lead in playing orchestral instruments and beating drums to open the way. After that, there were more To the attendant who cannot name his position.

Wilton sat in the limo with a bright smile and waved to the people nearby, and everyone responded enthusiastically.

They cheered, they sprinkled flower petals, and the streets were filled with a festive atmosphere.

Compared to the Heavy Rain Festival, this feels like a normal and lively festival.

Riya looked at Wilton IV, who had only existed in rumors, with a smile. The moment he was looked at by Riya, his smile seemed to freeze for a moment, and then the monarch turned to look at Riya.

Time seemed to be slowed down infinitely, but it also seemed to pass very quickly. In the blink of an eye, Riya's figure was drowned by the crowd.

The King's float disappeared from view.

Some calm has returned to the streets.

James asked Leah what he thought of Wilton. He thought for a while and only said that the monarch was not incompetent.

"His eyes revealed hidden ambition. The princes and nobles who wanted to take advantage of him didn't know that they were the ones being taken advantage of.

Besides, I can see that His Majesty likes his subjects very much and he loves the holidays. "

"Since His Majesty is so happy, we might as well make him happier."

With that said, Ria walked towards the deserted alley, got close to the shadow and then completely disappeared.

Before leaving, he also took away the cardboard boxes piled on the trash can.

James looked at this scene and felt that Riya was probably the most economical black businessman he had ever seen.

He was really impressed that he could perform it to such an extent.

Now he suspected that Riya didn't come here because she thought it was hidden, but noticed the waste on the trash can.

"You might as well just live with the trash."

James was leaning against the wall. Suddenly, he found a mouse coming out of the trash can.

So without thinking, he transformed into a crow, chased the mouse, and swallowed it.

A few hours later, Wilton received a letter from a guard.

The letter said that all his children had been found and returned to the palace safely.

Now, the wrinkles on Wilton's face were completely relaxed. He was so happy that he said he would reward the person who found his children and even invite that person to a dinner of the highest standard.

"Today is indeed a good day. Everything will come true on my birthday."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

People congratulated him one after another. Wilton was very happy. When he was happy, he would order people to throw money on the street.

Now he wished that the parade would end quickly so that he could go back to accompany his more than 30 children. By the way, his cousin and cousin are still pregnant, and the children are his.

"I don't know if they will be born this month. I really like children too much."

Wilton laughed and slapped the precious metal handrails of the float, but at this time, the parade stopped and there was a commotion in front.

"What's wrong?"

Wilton was puzzled, and at this time, someone came to report.

"Your Majesty, there is a female beggar in front of us. She seems to be about to give birth."

"What do you mean by seem?"

Wilton kept persuading and got off the car, dragging the commander's cloak forward. His subordinates heard his order and could only make way for him.

Soon, he saw a woman with a bulging belly on the road. The woman had disheveled hair, her belly was exposed, the color was purple, veins crawled all over her skin, and there were many crack-like lines.

She wailed in pain, her voice was like a sheep: "Save me, save me!"

"Someone save her." Wilton's face became solemn. He heard from passers-by who knew the truth that the pregnant woman had been wailing for two days. She looked like she was about to give birth two days ago, and there was no movement of the child until now.

And she didn't seem to be pregnant with an ordinary child. Everyone thought she must be pregnant with a demon.

"Your Majesty, otherwise..."

The Duke rode his horse to his side and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Wilton was immediately displeased: "Do you want to kill someone on my birthday? I said save her, so you have to save her."

So they found a doctor from a nearby hospital. The doctor was not an epidemic doctor. After hearing that the woman on the ground might be pregnant with the offspring of the devil, he did not dare to step forward.

But he still went forward with a tool box to check under the order of the monarch, and at the same time comforted the pregnant woman not to be afraid and to relax.

Little did he know that he was comforting himself.

Just when he was about to touch the pregnant woman's belly, where no one could see, Luti's eyes rolled up, her mouth opened, revealing a very strange expression.