They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 290 The Drawbacks of Being Impatient for Quick Results

The majority preferred the second option, since the plague healers were naturally opposed to the plague. If they really wanted to fight the plague knights, why wouldn't they mention anything about the knights to the disordered?

However, the truth is that no, those people who kept their mouths shut and wore raven masks did not tell anyone about it.

The Keepers of Secrets—they bury the secrets, hoping that the disordered will find the truth on their own.

Lia's statement is understandable; he has experienced the weight of the saying "omniscience is the greatest curse." The Plague Doctors' choice to conceal matters related to the Plague Knight may be because they did not know where the Knight would appear.

The first knight will appear randomly, and as the plague spreads, all the sick may become His target.

Of course, the Plague Knight may also appear on his own without relying on a carrier; everything about him remains a mystery.

What everyone can deduce now is that the first knight's current stored power has not yet reached its peak, and now is the best time to eliminate him; the longer it drags on, the more dangerous it will be.

Do you think we can find Him ahead of time?

Melfas tried to ask Ria, but Ria shook her head without hesitation: "This kind of thing requires the power of a prophet; I cannot make any predictions."

"Prophets are not omnipotent. If you ask them to predict things that are far beyond their capabilities, you might as well just kill them."

Ria: "Then what about offering sacrifices to the sun and asking questions?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his companion staring at him incredulously, as if he had said something very strange.

"I don't think the sun is likely to tell us these things. Even if it were to, the offerings it would require would certainly be beyond what ordinary people can afford."

"uncertain."

Lia flipped a coin in her hand, revealing a pentagram pattern in the shimmering light: "What we have in abundance is people, whether it's a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand... there will always be a number that satisfies Him."

"You plan to sacrifice civilians?" Melfas suddenly tensed up. He sensed a slight change in Ria's tone, but the young man in front of him shook his head: "Forget it, this is not a solution. It's not good to rush things."

"That's right, if this method doesn't work, let's try another one."

Melfas felt the atmosphere was getting too tense, so he tried to ease the tension.

"Speaking of which, Kelcha, what did the invitation you received say?"
Miss Philly gave different messages to everyone. Although she might have been influenced by Hephaestus's consciousness at the time, I'm still very curious about what exactly she said to you.

"What did she say? Miss Felicity won't let me write papers for her students, saying it's illegal and she'll take me to court if I don't come to the tea party."

"That's why she calls you a scholar..."

"If writing papers for others counts as being a scholar, then I must be a scholar without a doubt. By the way, do you need paper writing services? I can give you a 1% discount since we're acquaintances."

Melfas was taken aback: "No, that's not necessary."

"That 2% discount is the lowest I can go."

"I graduated a long time ago."

Just moments ago, Ria was saying that ghostwriting papers was illegal, but in the blink of an eye, he started promoting his business right under everyone's noses. Melfas could tell that he was indeed a very dedicated person.

As for what profession they are respecting, that's hard to say.

"Are you sure you don't need it?" Lia asked again. He hadn't used any supernatural abilities in this sales pitch, so it was normal to be rejected. He hadn't intended to use this method to make money here anyway.

The witch's tea party was still going on, and the person possessed by Hephaestus was still looking for mushrooms to pull out in the corner. It must be said that he was indeed very talented. In just a few hours, he managed to find all the mushrooms and arrange them in order of size.

As for the others he brought, they ate their food cautiously, looking for an opportunity to escape. However, under the enthusiasm of the organizers, they gradually accepted the place and began to say things that they shouldn't have said so easily.

These are all secrets they've accumulated over the years, nothing more than things like "I heard," "My neighbor did this or that," or "I saw this or that," nothing special.

Ria glanced at them a few times and then stopped paying attention.

During this time, he had already sold what he needed to sell, making a large sum of money. He then used some of the money to buy potions sold by other witches, intending to save them up and sell them to those in need when the price increased.

It must be said that Miss Leilana is indeed very good at controlling the atmosphere of the scene. With her around, almost everyone is happy, as if all the gloom cannot dispel even a trace of the Duchess's smile.

In just one short tea party, everyone had already compiled a complete plan and report, accurately analyzed several solutions to prevent the natural disaster from happening, and unanimously agreed that finding the first knight was the main task at present.

Besides their numb search, they also submit reports to the Order Association, hoping those people know what they should do now, and admonishing the nobles and the Church of the Rising Sun to weaken their faith in the sun.

Although that is unlikely.

If it really comes to the worst, patients may have no choice but to break ties with those people and nip the threat in the bud, but no one wants to see that happen.

"Ugh."

After finishing the last sip of tea, Ria placed the teacup on the table.

He looked around and saw a scene of sunshine and blooming flowers everywhere, making it hard to imagine what countless such places would look like when disaster truly struck.

"I still think there's something wrong with it."

The young man slowly used his cane to support himself as he stood up.

"What's wrong with it?"

Melfas and Safir looked at him: "Do you think there's anything in the final plan that needs to be changed?"

"No, the plan is perfect, and it's the best decision you can make."

"But that's not what I'm talking about. Haven't you noticed that the mental patient over there has been pulling up mushrooms since just now?"

As soon as he said that, everyone turned their attention to the man who was pulling up mushrooms, muttering nonsense as he did so: "One hundred people, one thousand people, ten thousand people... one hundred thousand people... one million people."

"I'm almost ready to collect enough offerings!"

Ria explained, "From the moment he left his body, Hephaestus's consciousness departed."

Melfas: "He just ran away like that? I thought he was going to come up with some bad ideas to deal with us this time."

"Actually, I think so too, but I have a special connection with them. I really want to tell you that Hephaestus is really not here anymore, but..."

He's still alive, and it's unclear whose body he's possessed.

(End of this chapter)