They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 152 Full of Suspicion
But...

It was born of flesh and blood, so it's normal for it to like flesh and blood. The fact that it can suppress its desires at such a young age shows that it has a very high level of self-control.

In other words, its consciousness has always been clear; it is an independent entity.

After Little Swarth swallowed the Raven Card, its size seemed to increase again, but it could still shrink back to its original size.

These were all irrelevant; what concerned Ria was that after the mythical creature grew larger, short but sharp spikes grew on its head, hidden behind its ear feathers, somewhat resembling horns.

Not only that, its tail feathers have also grown longer, which makes Ria even more curious whether it can eventually return to its original form if it keeps being fed meme cards.

What species were you originally?

Ria supported her head with one hand and fed the rest of the food she couldn't eat to it.

The following days were filled with training, and the various shooting drills greatly improved his shooting skills.

Ria can now shoot flies from 100 meters away, which surprised the staff on site. They didn't expect that Ria, who looked so frail, would have such outstanding training results.

When shooting at targets, Ria never misses the bullseye. To maintain focus at times, Ria would even open part of her body with her eyes open to train.

Although they cannot see, they do have the effect of improving concentration and can also give Ria some night vision.

"Ah-"

A longbow was drawn taut, and Ria gripped the bow and arrow tightly. At the determined angle, she shot the arrow directly. The arrow that was originally in the bullseye of the target was pierced by the arrow that followed, and an irregular round hole appeared on the target.

"There's still not much progress in meme derivation."

Ria exchanged a glance with the eye on her arm, and they both seemed to sense each other's helplessness.

To create a meme, this level of achievement is not enough. It would be a lie to say that Ria wasn't anxious, but he had a unique way of dealing with his own impatience.

Whenever he felt uneasy, he could take out his money and count it off one by one, which made him feel much more at ease.

Leo continued his training, but he no longer practiced on live people. It was unclear whether he had suddenly changed his personality. Whenever Ria met him, he would always have a mysterious smile on his face, as if he was looking forward to something that would happen in the future.

There was still no word from the housekeeper.

"These past few days have been quite peaceful. No James has bothered me, and I haven't seen anything disgusting that I'd rather not mention."

As she pondered this, Ria reached out and, when no one was looking, used her tentacles to pick up the arrows from the ground and placed them back on the bow.

This club teaches everything, and coincidentally, Ria is interested in everything. Even if it's not professional training, it's fine to treat it as a way to relax.

"Whoosh————"

The arrow left the bowstring again and disappeared.

This continued until one morning.

That day, the staff knocked on Ria's door.

He claimed that his colleagues had prepared the necessary animals for the hunt for each member, and everyone was assembled and ready to go. They had some great news to announce. "Great news?" Ria looked at the staff, wanting to ask what it was, but they simply said that revealing the surprise now would make it less of a surprise.

Lia had no choice but to follow them to the original training ground, where a dozen or so sleek horses stood in neat rows, each one spirited and constantly swishing its tail to shoo away the flying insects behind it.

For the club, membership here is based on money, and they automatically assume that everyone is proficient in riding, since equestrian lessons are a must for the wealthy.

Lia hadn't considered this, probably because he didn't have much money.

"Quickly choose a horse, get to know it, and try riding it. In the days to come, it will become your invaluable assistant."

At the staff's suggestion, Ria chose one of the brown horses and tried to touch it. As a result, the horse seemed to be disturbed and tried to run away as if it were avoiding a disaster, not wanting to stay in the same place for even a moment.

Left with no other choice, Ria fed it a piece of fruit. Under the influence of the transaction, it finally calmed down and obediently lowered its head to be petted.

“Good boy.” Ria patted its neck, then waited for all the club members to gather. Leo was, of course, the last to arrive, walking as if everyone owed him eight million.

As it turns out, he did have the ability to do so.

After confirming that all members had arrived and selected their horses, the staff excitedly announced that they had released all the game needed for the event into the Damira Forest.

"Moreover, we unexpectedly received assistance from the nobles this time. They generously donated a large quantity of game. For this, let us all express our gratitude to Young Master Leo Sicard!"

"Palatapapapapapapapap!!!"

Everyone clapped in unison, their eyes filled with excitement, while Ria had already vaguely guessed what was going to happen.

Sure enough, the next second, Leo stepped forward, looking proud and smug.

"Originally, the Sikar family had no intention of getting involved in this event, but I couldn't bear to see everyone bored. After my repeated pleas and letters, my father and the others finally agreed to my request to bring a batch of more interesting creatures for hunting!"

As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and the sound of several iron chains rattling came. Ria saw someone leading a group of people dressed in tattered clothes with their eyes covered towards them. They were covered in wounds, including men and women, and even old people and children.

What surprised Ria even more was that he saw a familiar face inside.

Although the face paint has faded, Ria has a good memory; she remembers that figure, that facial contour—

That was clearly the Joker who had been taken away by the Order Association earlier.

"What's going on here? Why is the clown here?!" Ria stared at the clown, her mind in turmoil once again.

Are the nobles' powers really that terrifying, that they can demand people from the association?
Or perhaps the association has a long-standing tradition of treating patients with contamination-related diseases in this way. That seems unlikely, since they would be concerned about the risk of patients undergoing mutations.

"Let's see what they have to say first."

Lia chose to wait and see, while those people were led away by the staff like animals.

"These people are all prey."

The young man turned to look at the staff member, seemingly wanting to hear an explanation from him.

(End of this chapter)