They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 282
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Everyone looked at the ground beneath their feet. Under the surface covered with dead leaves were corpses and even excrement of creatures of all sizes. Pale skeletons could be found even by slightly lifting a leaf.

In the process of opening the leaves, a big, lively gray mouse might suddenly pop out and try to scare everyone.

Even so, the person on the second floor was still very satisfied, with a smile in her tone.

"We haven't all arrived yet, so please feel free to take a seat. Let's forget about those unpleasant things for the time being and enjoy together the exquisite desserts I have prepared for you at this tea party."

“By the way, these are all made by me, and every ingredient is ensured to be in a reasonable proportion, accurate to the milligram.

You are all experts in using poisons, so you should be able to see that they do not contain any toxins and fully meet the edible standards. "

After the man in white finished speaking, the people below immediately took their seats. Of course, some people remained motionless, staring at the rotten cakes on the wooden table and hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong? Do you have any concerns?" Everyone turned their attention to this group of people.

"Is the food on the table edible? If I eat this food, I'm afraid it will go to heaven on the spot——

Look at what you are eating, dead rats, snakes, rabbits, moles...even maggots on rotten wood! "

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

The people wearing linen cloaks still looked at these people, with confusion in their voices. The atmosphere at the scene had been terrifyingly quiet.

"Come and try it, it's really delicious."

“Once you have a taste, you’ll never forget it.”

"Come on."

"Come on..."

"Come on, open your mouth—"

"No, no!!!" People panicked and wanted to escape from here, but they realized that their escape route had completely disappeared, and no matter how hard they tried, they could not find the door they came from.

At this time, someone suggested running from above, but as soon as this person said this, his voice suddenly stopped.

After a few seconds, his head slipped from his neck and blood sprayed all over the floor.

Most of the people present laughed, and the sound was eerie. In this laughter, those who wanted to escape lost their lives.

The fallen leaves on the ground were dyed with scarlet and became much brighter, as if the black and white world suddenly had color.

"Heh, okay Leilana, no need to continue joking."

On the wooden chair nearby, a man who had never left his seat gracefully picked up a shriveled rat head in a container and put it into his mouth like a fresh, juicy fruit.

The half of her face that inadvertently leaked out from under the hood was exquisite, and the dark red lip gloss was the finishing touch, making people unable to take their eyes away.

"Favre, why are you so boring?"

"I don't think this is fun. If I hadn't known that the princess is so strict about the environment that she seems to go crazy if there are any extra bacteria, I would have thought that you were dropped."

"...Okay, okay, Favroline, you know me." Lelana said and suddenly stood on the guardrail. She took off her cloak and the moment it fell to the ground from a height , the entire courtyard has been given a new look with pure white fabric as the centerpiece.

The verdant lawn has replaced the original "garbage dump" of rotting leaves. Clean white tables, chairs and parasols are placed on the lawn. Ceramic vases are placed on the table, and pastries that are so exquisite that they are like works of art are exuding from time to time. Alluring scent.

The space of the courtyard seems to be more than ten times larger. There is also a fountain flowing out of clear water in the central part, and several golden ornamental fish are playing freely in it.

The edge of the courtyard is covered with roses, and colorful butterflies dance around them.

At this time, the people originally wearing cloaks dispelled the illusion one after another. They were wearing all kinds of skirts and pointed hats. The witches smiled and looked towards the people upstairs, the organizers of this tea party. say hello.

"Miss Lelana, good morning."

"Good morning everyone."

Leilana had already changed into the research clothes that she wanted to wear everywhere. She raised her pointed hat and looked at the sky above which had become clear.

"This is the atmosphere a tea party should have. Once all our people arrive, we can officially start."

With that said, she jumped back from the railing to the balcony and walked into the building. It was obvious that she did not intend to socialize during this time.

Others also gradually started doing their own things, such as eating. Many of them had been hungry all day and came from other places in the middle of the night just to attend the tea party. They were already extremely hungry.

Now that they had the opportunity to eat, most people started to enjoy the unlimited pastries on the table. A few people who were more vigilant checked the food and put down their guard after confirming that it was just ordinary food.

"How's it going?" Melphas stared at Shafir, and she thought hard for a long time and then managed to say "It's not poisonous."

"And it's delicious. Is this a meal only nobles can enjoy?"

"This is also thanks to Miss Lelana. Although she is a patient and is not favored by her family, those people are never short of money and can barely support her. With these funds, Miss Lelana can carry out her own research. Things you like.”

"That's really enviable, but I heard that with her ability she can completely rebel against the family, why do she still have to accept it?"

"You don't know this, right? Some people give me money every day, and they are afraid of embarrassment and keep my identity secret from the outside world. If it were me, I would be honest."

Melphas picked up the teapot on the table and made himself a cup of hot tea. He watched comfortably as more and more witches gathered in the courtyard. Everyone was dressed quite formally. Unless these people spoke, it was impossible to tell who was who. Male who is female.

Of course, there are some people out there who are good at disguising their voices, and for them imitating a woman's voice is not a problem at all.

"Fortunately, I have always preferred neutral styles, and the main meme is not a witch. It would be better to kill me if you ask me to wear a skirt every day."

Melfas took a sip of tea with some gratitude, and then saw an old man holding a medicine rack and hanging bottles tremblingly passing by him, and he was immediately in awe.

"People are so dedicated now, and I suddenly feel that the hardships I suffered before are nothing."

"I seem to have heard of that person. My doctor said that he is a dream witch. She is very good at devouring dreams and even modifying them. Ordinary dreamers cannot do that.

Rumor has it that even though she was burdened with the curse of aging, she refused the invitation from the plague doctor to be a disordered person. She was really a weirdo. "

Shafir held a cup of hot milk and drank it while explaining to Melphas. Melphas nodded, and then suddenly felt something was wrong.

"How do you even know this?"

(End of this chapter)