They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 199 Scandals Among the Nobles
His breathing faltered for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure, and when he looked at the lady, his eyes held a hint of bewilderment.

“I think I understand why some people spoke of you that way, madam.”

“Your name is… Ria Kercha, right? Hehehe, young businessman, I enjoy doing business with you little guys; it reminds me of the old days.”

"Honored."

Ria took the initiative to approach the other party and talked about the contents of her transaction with them.

He was responsible for providing the market for the products of Extraordinary Bio, while Faflorene only needed to invest. This was essentially a project that was guaranteed to make a profit. Due to the dangers of acquiring the products and the lag in information dissemination among the public, the products of Extraordinary Bio always had a large market potential.

Seeing that someone was willing to vigorously promote the development of this industry, Favlorine was naturally willing to support it.

After a conversation ostensibly for business purposes, the woman expressed her admiration for Ria, and of course, for his courage, as he was the first person in all this time to have taken the initiative to approach her and communicate with her.

"You chose to be the first to 'eat the crab,' and believe me, you won't regret this decision."

"I hope we can become good partners, madam."

Ria tipped her hat in greeting, and Favreaulin chuckled softly, "How about a kiss on the hand, sir?"

"As you know, we are not true nobles, so this is inappropriate. Moreover, as a businessman, I have principles. How could I casually touch a lady's body?"

As Lia spoke, he left the stage, and the woman did not stop him anymore, but simply smiled and watched his back.

Ria felt uneasy. He thought back to James's inexplicable smile earlier and seemed to understand why James had made that expression.

"Why are you laughing like that?" Ivand noticed that Ria's expression was a little strange, but Ria just patted him on the shoulder.

Now, accompanied by melodious and penetrating music, men and women walked on the red carpet. Ria, under the pretext of going to the restroom, distanced himself from the crowd and saw James again.

James leaned against the wall, still waving his baton. When he saw Lia arrive, he gave a sharp greeting: "Hey, look, isn't this my dearest patient?"

"You've met Favreaulin. What do you think of her? I'm incredibly proud of her. As someone from a disadvantaged background, it's truly remarkable that she's achieved what she has today."

"I think it's great, but... you didn't tell me that the lady was a man!!!"

Ria recalled the Adam's apple he had suddenly noticed when he got close to her; although it was very well concealed, it still couldn't fool his eyes.

"Oh, didn't I say that? That's my fault. I've been eating too much lately, and I can't even remember what I should tell you."

James stopped waving his baton, his entire body trembling with excitement at the truth he was about to reveal.

"That person is a patient who has been hiding his identity for many years. The main model is because of—[the witch]."

"As you know, witch memes need to wear women's clothing."

"That's not my question. I just want to know how he did it. When did he get married, thirty years ago? That viscount stayed with a man for thirty years without discovering his identity?!"
And as a patient, hasn't he lived a bit too long?

“You can’t say that, Kelcha. Some people have milder symptoms, so of course they can live longer. Besides, their lives were actually exchanged with those unspeakable beings. Since you’re so curious, I’ll tell you about it.”

About thirty years ago, the current Favreaulin had a younger sister. They were twins and looked almost identical. The younger sister loved to go out and play, while the older brother was frail and sickly and was bedridden at home most of the time.

One day, the younger sister was seen by the viscount while he was out. He was filled with malice, defiled her, and wanted to marry her as the viscountess.

The younger sister ran home crying, and in despair, she took her own life. As her older brother, he was naturally unwilling to let the murderer who had harmed his loved one get away with it.

The enraged brother wanted to kill the viscount, but he found that the man held a high position of power and was protected by mysterious artifacts, making it difficult to carry out the attack.

In desperation, this person, through an unknown means, offered himself as a sacrifice to the unspeakable and attempted suicide, but instead of dying, he became infected with the pathogen of contamination.

When he received his identity card and saw the "Witch" meme above it, he laughed heartily.

He didn't care how incomprehensible the witch was; he only cared about getting revenge.

So the older brother took his sister's place without hesitation, since he was the one who had been bedridden all along, and his disappearance wouldn't be taken seriously.

Soon, the elder brother approached the viscount, but he discovered that the man's extraordinary abilities were completely beyond his control. So he endured the hardship and advanced to become a curse master, casting a curse on the viscount that would prevent him from doing anything sordid between men and women, and from looking at women indiscriminately.

Over the years, he has built up a wide network of connections and tried every means to get rid of the viscount, but not everyone's acting talent is perfect. Soon, the brother felt the gap between himself and power, and his life was being consumed at a rapid pace.

At a critical moment, he found an entity related to time and made a deal with it, extending his own time, but at the cost of a significant extension of his meme advancement time.

Favlorine didn't care; he had been taking hormone medication for years to eliminate his male characteristics.

Now it's proven that he succeeded, and there are no more obstacles in his way.

"So, he also made a deal with White Mask and the others?"

Lia didn't quite understand the gossip surrounding these nobles, but he quickly realized a key point.

"Please address Favreaulin as her; it's the least we can do to show respect. So many years have passed, and because she insists on taking action against the viscount herself, we can only silently support her."

"Isn't her existence an inspirational process? Kelcha, look at others, they can persist for decades for their goals, what reason do you have not to work hard?"

James continued rambling on, but Ria wasn't fooled: "You still haven't answered my question—does she have a relationship with White Face?"

The clown who suddenly appeared was toyed with and killed by the White Mask Church. Ria believes that if Favorine really had that much perseverance, she would not have let go of any group that could help her.

Even if this group is an underground church.

“If that’s your opinion, then I can only say that Frolloine is innocent.”

James spread his hands: "If she really had contact with the White Mask Cult, you probably wouldn't be here."

(End of this chapter)