They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 284 Sorry I'm late

In response to the man's shouting, Leilana reminded everyone, "He's a mental patient."

As for why such people would appear here, the White Rose Witch offered her own explanation.

“We all know that their way of thinking is significantly different from ours, and that true geniuses are more likely to emerge from these groups. Geniuses are always more likely to attract the attention of great beings, aren’t they?”

The patient claims that he is being watched by the Radiant Sun and is the highest apostle under the Radiant Sun, but this body is binding him, otherwise he could use the flames to burn everyone to ashes.

This man's words were not credible, yet he managed to conjure up the exact time of the sun's awakening based on his own imagination, and that day was only a few months off from the time predicted by the prophets, even the year was exactly the same.

Even a fool may have a stroke of genius, and besides, there are few coincidences in this world, only inevitabilities.

"Tell me, what else do you know?"

"I know that if you don't let me leave, the sun will burn you to ashes—"

A horde of heinous monsters!

"Still won't tell?" Leilana asked with some regret. "Then I'll tell you for you."

"You believe that the flood that submerged the earth was the sun's purge of the heretics, and also a test for its believers. Only when people pass His test can all the darkness in the world be purified and the world become a true paradise."

"It sounds no different from what those missionaries say. You're too excited. Calm down for now and let's hear what others have to say."

"You dare! I am the Apostle of the Rising Sun. If you lay a finger on me, He will surely judge you all!"

Leilana raised her hand, and the thorns instantly engulfed the barrier, plunging the person inside into darkness. He could hear the sounds of the outside world, but his own voice could no longer reach the ears of others.

Next, the witches listened to the opinions of others and took notes. Although the arguments of these people were similar in the end, they were still able to glean a lot of useful information.

“We should have notified the Order Association in advance so they could prepare for the worst. They should have anticipated this; those people at the Round Table are no pushovers.”

Favreaulin rested her hand on her forehead and twirled the pen in her hand a few times.

Ilint, who was on an IV drip, coughed twice and agreed with her point of view: "Those people are actually testing our attitude. They hope that we will stand up together to resist natural disasters when the time comes."

“Why not take this opportunity to extort a couple of times from them? How have they treated us all this time?” one witch disagreed.

"Why do they usually arrest our kind indiscriminately, making our lives so difficult, and now they want us to step forward? If you ask me, since we don't have many years left to live anyway, it would be better if we all died together!"

Some people revealed malicious intent: "After the flood comes the epidemic. I believe that when various diseases rage, those people will truly understand how we feel."

For people to truly be equal, class distinctions must be eliminated and everyone must stand on the same level; otherwise, equality is simply impossible to discuss.

"So you're thinking of doing nothing at all?"

"The best ending is for everyone to die together."

Gradually, the two witches began to disagree and started arguing, which was quite normal, since the patients were already unfortunate beings.

They were not noble saints; some patients had resorted to any means to survive, and when they lost all hope, they wanted to drag everyone down with them. Leilana witnessed all this, closed her eyes, and turned her head away, seemingly unable to bear seeing her companions hostile to each other, which contradicted the original intention of her tea party.

But unseen by anyone, the White Rose Witch flashed a brief, mischievous smile as she turned her head, as if everything that had happened that day was within her expectations.

"Quiet—Silence!"

She turned around and demanded that everyone stop arguing.

“I understand your dissatisfaction, and I understand your pain, but those of you who want to die, why are you still alive?”
Don't you want to continue living and cure your illnesses? I dare say that since you've all come to this tea party, you all have the will to live.

If anyone wants to die, I have a bottle of poison that I've been researching for a long time. I guarantee that if you drink it, you will die instantly and painlessly...

Anyone want a drink?

As soon as she finished speaking, the scene fell silent. It was clear that some people were just talking; everyone had the will to live and did not actually want to die.

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Leilana regained her calm demeanor.

"We must survive. No one can stop us from surviving. Nothing can easily take our lives. So even if it's just for our own safety, we must plan our final escape route."

Someone asked, "How can I protect myself?"

Leilana: "It's simple. Simplify the content of this meeting and hand it over to the Order Association. We absolutely cannot be the first to make a move. We must remain in the shadows while they remain in the open."

As she spoke, she had everyone stand up and gather together under the balcony, in order to explain the details that were about to follow.

And people did as she said, watching the crowd below whispering amongst themselves, the White Rose Witch's smile grew increasingly ardent.

Beneath the ground, the roots of countless thorns had already penetrated dozens of meters deep into the earth, awaiting only the command—

"Bang, bang, bang."

At that moment, there was a knock on the door. In fact, the door had never been closed. It had been open ever since the illusion of decay dissipated. From the outside, however, the door only appeared to lead to an empty, dilapidated courtyard.

Immediately, everyone's attention turned to that end, where they saw a young man leaning on a cane politely raising his hat to greet them, with a black creature resembling an owl perched on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry everyone, I'm late. I hope my arrival hasn't disturbed you."

Lia's movements were impeccable, and every gesture exuded an air of composure and elegance in the face of danger.

Immediately, everyone became curious about him, those who knew him were pleasantly surprised, and this surprise was, of course, greatest for Leilana, who was at a high position.

“Being late is not gentlemanly. I've been waiting for you for so long, and I thought you wouldn't do me the honor of declining the tea party invitation.”

"Not at all, it is an honor to meet you beautiful ladies."

With a smile, Ria said, "Having heard that you are all interested in the original text of Revelation, I have spent the whole night writing down the entire book that I have seen, and I guarantee that there will not be a single mistake."

(End of this chapter)