They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 289 The First Knight

Of all the people present, who can be called "kind", they are just a group of evil people in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Of course, this sentence does not include Ria. You are the kindest person I have ever met."

Hephisgetu's sudden words confused everyone, and they didn't know what the nature of the person whom Hephisgetu praised as "kind" was.

Riya glanced at him: "Thank you for the compliment."

It is a very normal behavior for believers to worship God, but when the believers are replaced by Hephaestus, it becomes weird. This weird feeling makes Riya feel psychologically uncomfortable, so he plans to find time to search for some money later. as mental damages.

"The man you possess claims to be an apostle, so does he know the whereabouts of the first knight?"

"Why don't you suspect that this man is the Plague Knight?"

"Obviously this is impossible." Ria raised the gun again and pointed it at the head of the person in front of him and pulled the trigger. A big hole appeared directly on Hephesget's head.

Blood poured from his skull.

"He is as cruel as ever."

Hephaestus wiped his forehead, and what caught his eyes was a shocking scarlet color.

"Look, just because of that, you can't be a Plague Knight."

As he spoke, Riya casually stuffed the gun into little Swale's mouth, as if what just happened was not his doing.

The witches were also shocked by Riya's behavior. They did not expect that Riya would attack Hephaestus again, and Hephaestus' clone had not shown any anger.

They watched Riya find a place to sit down and poured herself a cup of hot tea: "You don't have to be so formal. Tea parties should be happy. Miss Feili, you can continue to hold the tea party..."

"Of course!"

Leilana can't wait to start her own tea party plan. To her, it doesn't matter whether the participants are friends or foes. The planning process must be completed.

"I haven't reunited with so many friends for a long time. I hope everyone can live in harmony. Next, please put aside unnecessary worries and enjoy the joy of this gathering."

As she said that, she watched everyone sit down, take out the accumulated potion materials and put them on the table, and then look for each other to trade with.

During this time, everyone tried their best to ignore Hephaestus.

Melphas and Shafir found Riya. They had so many questions to ask him, and Riya was happy to share her stories with them.

"You said not long ago that your name was Leah Hephaestus, but you didn't seem to be able to deal with the clone over there, so you must have been joking just now, right?"

"Don't I look like Hephaestus? I'm already acting very seriously."

Melphas: "Hahahahahaha, I know how you can be complicit with those things, but my friend, it's better not to play them, it's too risky!
Who knows what those bastards will do next. "

"By the way, I brought some new magic potion this time. After drinking it, you can keep your hair clean and new for ten days without washing it. Are you interested, my friend?"

Riya was silent for a moment after hearing the effect of the potion, and then suggested that Melphas sell the potion to those students who were still staying at the school.

"This thing might be a big hit among students, so what are its side effects?"

"After ten days, the hair quality deteriorated and a lot of hair fell out."

"I take back what I just said, maybe not many people will need this thing." "Gu." Little Shivall said "Gu", jumped on the table and stared curiously at the magic potions with strange effects, and then turned to look to the other side. Hephaestus was ostracized by everyone.

That man ran to the corner looking for mushrooms like a real psychopath. Maybe Hephaestus' consciousness got bored and he might have left.

"Saphire, how is your new potion going?"

Melfas asked Shafir, and the little girl shook her head: "A magic potion cannot be made just by wanting to do it. The phenomenon of success by randomly placing ingredients is just an exception after all."

"That's it. Kercha, have you collected the raw materials?" Melphas has a restless character and always likes to ask questions.

Riya nodded: "I made some more things to sell. For those raw materials, Swale and I went to the coast of Goti to catch mermaids."

"Wow! What does a real mermaid look like? Is it beautiful?"

"...How to describe it?"

Riya was a bit at a loss for words: "I can only say that it depends on personal aesthetics. Most extraordinary creatures look strange. For me personally, I still appreciate creatures with a human head on the upper body and a fish head on the lower body."

"Your aesthetic is quite unique."

"There are many weird looks, but being so weird that they are refreshing and refined is not a kind of perfection."

Riya didn't want to talk too much about mermaids. Next, he started to introduce his new product to Melfas and the others, which aroused the interest of many people in the process.

They were curious about Riya's identity, and of course they were also curious about the things he brought. Especially after Riya said that these things could delay the growth of skin cells and keep them young, these people became even more crazy.

Most of the witches love beauty, so selling these to them is not wrong, but in just one cup of tea, he had already sold out everything Riya had brought.

The coins were packed into bags and placed on the table.

Riya picked up the purse, feeling its weight, and stuffed it into the mythical creature's open mouth with satisfaction.

The witches were sharing their magic potions and experiences with each other, or the delicacies they made with their own hands, and Erinte also stuffed a baked biscuit on Liana's table. She was generous and gave it to everyone. Biscuits were given, in case anyone would not be full.

Of course, the guy pulling mushrooms next to the corner won't have anyone to share anything with him.

People hated Hephaestus, and not killing him was the greatest form of tolerance.

"very pitiful."

Riya was a little bit sad, but it was difficult to tell how sincere the sadness was.

The atmosphere of the current tea party is much better than before, but people are still worried about the natural disaster, and the atmosphere during chatting is a bit more heavy.

The key to this matter lies with the followers of the Glorious Rising Sun and the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, but no matter which one, the Plague Doctor did not reveal a single bit to the Disordered Ones.

If it weren't for Hephaestus's consciousness today, I'm afraid all of them would still be kept in the dark. Before today, no one would have dared to imagine that this matter would have to rely on him to make suggestions to find a breakthrough.

"They know far more than we think, but why don't the epidemic doctors tell us anything? Is it because knowing this matter will not be good for us? Or..."

This is another trick of the clones of Hephaestus.

(End of this chapter)