They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 363 Me and "Myself"

The figure in the mirror seemed perfectly normal, but Ria had just noticed that her reflection showed a completely different expression.

The young man behind the mirror slowly raised his head, his expression sinister.

Are you satisfied with my body?

Ria moved closer to the mirror: "You are..."

“Ria Kercha”.

Ria's expression gradually turned strange: "You are Ria Kelcha, then who am I?"

"Monster, you were the monster that suddenly appeared in the sky back then."

"..." Ria slapped her forehead, feeling that her recent hallucinations were getting more and more outrageous.

"So you're here to take back your body? Then hurry up, I'm quitting. All those old natural disasters are yours, we all believe you can do it."

"No, I think you've misunderstood me. According to the terms of our deal in the Gekkoso Mountains, these are the things you'll have to deal with."

Honestly, I'm very happy to be able to talk to you.

The person in the mirror gave a bitter laugh.

“I sensed the turmoil in your heart and felt that keeping certain things from you would only make the situation worse. Rather than letting you learn the truth in an unexpected place and cause unforeseen changes, it is better for me to explain it to you in advance.”

As he finished speaking, he shook his head, holding the brim of his hat: "It really wasn't easy for me to deceive those people, so do I count as a great figure who should be remembered in history?"

The young man reached out and touched the mirror, gesturing for Ria to place her hand on it as well. A moment later, they were separated by a pane of glass, their hands touching each other at the shortest possible distance.

Then, Ria's breathing suddenly quickened, and he withdrew his hand, looking at the cold metal object that had suddenly appeared in his hand.

This thing is a badge made up of two gears, which are dark bronze in color and one is large and one is small. When one of the gears is turned, the other one will also turn.

On the corner of the large gear, there is an inconspicuous symbol.

【V】

"This is……"

"The mark of the Order Association's 05th Prosecutor. To achieve a certain goal, we have all paid a huge price. Isn't the loss of me a huge price for the Association?"

"I even made myself lose my memory and infiltrated the group being sent to the Gaikoso Mountains. To achieve a perfect deception, you must first deceive yourself."

"That was a really long experience..."

I had been lying low in Gaikoso for a long time and had finally regained some of my memories. At this time, I also saw part of the so-called source of the plague. According to the plan, I should kill it, but at this time I was too weak to do so.

Seeing that I was about to be infected with the plague and become a patient everyone hated, at the critical moment, I risked everything to ask for help from a certain being, and then you appeared.

"Have you ever wondered why the association's pursuit of you wasn't rigorous, and why you knew nothing about the identity of the body you were inhabiting? You're smart; the things behind this are probably more complicated than you imagine."

Ria continued to stare at the double-gear badge in her hand: "So you're telling me that my true identity as a Disordered One is actually the Association's prosecutor? This undercover identity probably hasn't even been discovered by the Plague Doctor."

"Perhaps we haven't realized it, but even if we have, so what? Everything we do is for humanity, and for that, we can use everyone."

Even within the association, very few people know my true identity. Heh heh, perhaps this is the loneliness of being a player behind the scenes.

He was proud, but when he lost his memory in the Gaikoso Mountains, everyone treated the young man as an idiot to be bullied at will, and in the end, they almost actually blew him up.

He was only a teenager at the time.

Although the person in the mirror didn't mention any of this, Ria could still sense the immense suffering involved.

"Then why did you give me the badge?"

Mirror Image placed a hand on its chest: "For the release of the mentor, for all humanity."

"Those people won't understand me, and they don't understand the importance of mentors to humanity."

The mentor's actions were all for the greater good, sacrificing a small number of humans to ensure the survival of all humanity. In the eyes of those people, this made them demons; they were too greedy, wanting to protect everyone, which ultimately only led to the demise of more people.

The person in the mirror looked at Ria, his smile gradually turning bitter: "Of course, the final decision is yours. After all, I am already dead, and the consciousness I retain is all for preserving your humanity."

"If it were you, you could probably do more than useless me."

Please recall the details of our original transaction as soon as possible.

"...Is this all you wanted to tell me? There must be some reason why you showed up, right?"

"The opportunity is easy to come by, and I still have something to say—"

Eat less of those supernatural creatures; they taste weird and disgusting. I don't know how you can stomach them. Go eat something better with Schwarz next time. Money should be spent.

When I first met you, you were still a god without any thought. But as you've come this far, you've developed humanity, and the human will is nobler than any other.

As soon as he finished speaking, the mirror returned to normal. Ria came to his senses and found Farmanf standing to the side, wearing a white apron and holding a fruit plate, looking at him with surprise.

Why are you staring blankly at the mirror?

Lia turned his head away expressionlessly, and no one knew what he was thinking: "Maybe it's because I'm too handsome."

"Oh! That's absolutely true! I understand, I often have that problem too!"

Falmanf used one hand to cover one side of his head: "People who are handsome will have countless troubles. Sigh, when will Miss Spider on the nearby rooftop notice my feelings for her and start liking me instead of running around looking at the red moon every day?"

"I could hold her hand and watch the moon with her."

Ria: "I think a genuine relationship can't tolerate a third party, especially since you already have three sons."

Falmanf's focus completely veered off course: "Ah, what third party? Who's the third party? Where did this third party come from?"

"……nothing."

The young man casually reached into his pocket and put the badge he was clutching into it.

If this thing still exists, then the mirror image from before wasn't an illusion. The original owner's consciousness is still intact, and he's even a high-ranking prosecutor in the Order Association's 05th tier. But now he's a disordered being, and order and disorder are mutually exclusive—could there be anything more absurd?
That person must know a lot of inside information, but only revealed part of it, making Ria even more confused about her identity.

He knew very well that he was not a monster, and that his memories of life before his transmigration were not false. However, the mirror insisted that he was the giant mythical creature with the eye-shaped back. When James saw him using the ability of the eye on his back, he also became wary and extremely distrustful of him.

"What else is there that I haven't considered?"

"Was my entire life before just a dream? Since countless realistic scenarios have appeared in my dreams, is it possible that reality itself was just a dream...? And what's the difference between dreams and reality...?"

"No, no, no, I shouldn't be thinking about these things."

"Speaking of which, how did the original owner's consciousness suddenly appear in the mirror? Could it be because James can't detect it here?"

He had just fought James not long ago, a battle that destroyed a civilization. James could have led Ria to a place devoid of life, but he chose instead a densely populated alien city center.

James did it on purpose.

However, it seemed to be the first time that Ria had seen intelligent life on another planet. The consciousness in the eyes behind her was so excited that she couldn't help but eat everything she could.

Ria suspected that its behavior was learned from Little Swarth, or that Little Swarth was influenced by it.

"It seems that any problems can only be addressed after we rescue our mentor. But will Ivand at that time still be the same consciousness I know?"

Comparing the lives of a few to the lives of the majority, one would always think that the lives of the majority are more important. But there is no standard answer to this question, because any answer would be wrong.

The mentor believed that exchanging fewer for more was more worthwhile, but Ria didn't understand what the standard for "fewer" was. After all, based on the information currently available, he might have originally intended to destroy the entire country of Enderus.

"We can't get in touch with James right now. He might be injured and hasn't recovered yet."

Ria walked into the living room and sat down in an armchair, placing her arms on the table with her fingers interlaced. In front of her were some intelligent and renowned supernatural beings and humans in Burgess.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, everyone. Now let's talk about natural disasters."

"Before a natural disaster strikes, people will break its seals one by one to allow the knights who act as judges to descend. These are all things told in the Bible."

"The life that broke the curse was human, and the cause of the disaster was also human. In other words... a traitor appeared among humanity."

……

"Plague, war, famine and death."

“They are born from the most fundamental evil in the human heart. It is people’s disloyalty to the bright sun that brings about these disasters. He will also put us through trials. Only those who pass the baptism have the right to live.”

"As the leader of Enderus, our King will only be the most favored messenger of the radiant sun, used to convey His voice and spread His light to every corner of Enderus."

In the highest palace of Cranbea, an old man, holding a Bible and wearing a white robe, was discussing matters of faith with a person in a high position in front of him, who sat on a throne covered with red velvet and animal skins, his eyes lowered.

"You're not doubting my faith, are you, Lord McBenedict? Those disasters are certainly necessary for the continuation of the nation."

"The money in the national treasury will continue to serve the war, our territory is constantly expanding, and our people will only live a prosperous life in the future."

"Those guns and shells could easily break through the enemy's defenses..."

"Your Majesty, this is not enough."

Pope Benedict stared at the king's face and said, "God says they are all unforgivable sinners, and we may need to use some extraordinary means."

The plague was God's punishment, but it wasn't necessarily a bad thing; the plague brought about the extraordinary, and for the first time, it allowed the extraordinary to be controlled by humans.

"So the Pope thinks we should send those infected with the plague to the war?"

"That kind of thing needs to be discussed by the council, but Your Majesty, shouldn't we keep some of the contained objects in the Order Association under our watchful eyes? They are just a group of ordinary people, how can they compare to a heavily guarded army?"

"Especially the mentor. Placing the mentor in such a small place to let him fall into a slumber was the worst decision they ever made. Evander Charles was a rare legendary investigator and, before falling into a slumber, was also the most loyal supporter of the monarchy."

What we should do now is find a way to utilize the mentor's power. If we can control him, the Order Association will no longer dare to engage in any underhanded tactics to try and shake our rule, and those nobles won't say anything more.

"Your Majesty, what do you think?"

“I should have said it already, I approve of all the Pope’s actions, after all, everything you do is for the greater good... for the supreme radiant sun.”

"Our king is truly wise! May the radiant sun be with you."

McBenny smiled and left the main hall, closing the door behind him.

He strolled along the palace corridors, where bright sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the red carpet, and oil portraits of royalty from past dynasties adorned the walls.

Gradually, he stopped in front of one of the portraits, his gaze lingering on the crown on the figure's head.

When the Pope crowns the king, there is no doubt about whether divine or imperial power is greater.

Extraordinary beings have greatly contributed to the expansion of divine authority.

"Hahaha, that puppet emperor, he believes everything I say! If I didn't think that position was useless, I would have kicked him off the throne and made me the king."

"If you ask the association to hand over the mentors, they will surely listen. After all, it would be a waste to force such weapons into dormancy."

Omniscient and omnipotent... If we possessed such abilities, wouldn't dealing with neighboring countries be a piece of cake?
The previous king was truly ignorant. If Ivand had been allowed to break the curse of war and completely control it, our territory would have been unimaginably vast—no, I misspoke.

"It should be my territory."

"Hehehehehehehehe—"

On that day, turmoil broke out within the Order Society of South Adeline. Of course, no one knew what the turmoil was about, but after deliberation, the prosecutors ultimately chose to hand over the sleeping mentor and have him transported to Cranbea for containment.

As Ivand's body, along with its container, was lifted onto the military vehicle, a prosecutor stood outside the door watching his mentor leave, his face filled with grief. In reality, his hands, hidden under his sleeves, were tightly clenched, trying to suppress his laughter.

Those in power are becoming increasingly corrupt, and they've even started to covet their mentors.

During the time when their mentor was being held at the branch, everyone lived in constant fear. Now that he has been transported to Cranbea, where the association's headquarters are located, all the trouble has fallen on them, and they have nothing to do with the branch here anymore.

"Thank you so much. I'm sure everyone at headquarters is more anxious than I am right now. I'll say hello to them and then I can go back to sleep—ah, praise to my mentor."

(End of this chapter)