They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 383 Royal Secrets
The enormous fish was hurtling towards them at a speed of tens of meters per second, its webbed feet making a loud "slap" as they touched the ground.

As it ran, it shouted something, which Elfin couldn't quite hear. Then he watched helplessly as the fishman charged towards him. Startled, his face changed drastically. He quickly grabbed his knife, abandoning even the roasted rabbit, and turned to run.

But before he could run more than a few steps, the merman reached him. Alfin was prepared to die, but the merman just brushed past him.

It carried a backpack on its back, inside which was a human child.

"Put the baby down!"

The merman was clearly heading towards the lake, and if it wasn't stopped in time, it would drown the child. Therefore, almost immediately, Elfin made a sharp turn and chased after the merman and the child on its back.

"We can talk things over, but please don't hurt the child!"

The "child" at this time is none other than Sal, who recently went on a trip with Emigana—no, he was searching for a solution to the natural disaster.

With his back to the merman and facing Elfin, he couldn't help but ask, "Who's that guy?"

"I don't know, he might just be passing by. We can erase his memory later."

As a Deep One, Erigana had already traveled a long way in this barren land, and without water, it would soon turn into a dried fish.

Deep-diving creatures are amphibians, but even the most amphibious creatures can't withstand such intense sun exposure. The environment in the abyss ruins was far less harsh than it is here.

"I'm going to die! I ...!"

Emigana rushed to the lakeside, deeply moved by the sight of the clear water, but the next second, it discovered a serious problem.

"Why is it fresh water?"

What's wrong with freshwater?

"I prefer saltwater to freshwater because it makes my body's salt levels unbalanced."

Emigana clutched its head in pain, but then Salle turned around behind it and slapped its head hard.

"What's wrong with fresh water? You're the one who's picky. It's good enough that you even have any!"

Emirina felt even more aggrieved, but she had seen how rare water resources were on land. Having lived in the Black Sea all her life, Emirina never imagined that there was a place so short of water.

Saller was right, so Emirana took off his backpack, lifted him high, and threw him in in an even-function parabolic arc.

With a "thud," Elfin, who was in the distance, widened his eyes, his anger rising. The knife in his hand was already showing afterimages due to his increased running speed, reflecting a chilling white light in the sunlight.

People who become investigators are usually a bit obsessive and stubborn. For example, right now, Elfin is thinking that he absolutely cannot let go of the fishman who drowned the baby. Even if he can't kill it, he has to save the child.

Not long after, when Emigana saw the people from before chasing after him, he threw a knife at his head without saying a word, and then jumped into the lake and pulled Salle out of the water.

As he scooped them up, Erfen noticed something strange about the texture. When he looked down at his hand, he realized that what he was holding wasn't a child at all, but a lump of jellyfish.

"jellyfish!?"

But he clearly saw a child just now.

[You're the jellyfish! Your whole family are jellyfish!]

Saller laughed in exasperation. He just didn't want to become so huge that he would attract attention. Even though there weren't many people here, it was still good to be careful. Nobody would call him a jellyfish right away.

At least his current body is the embodiment of the abyss, a mythical creature with a true size like the Styx jellyfish.

[With so much meddlesome behavior, do you think you're some kind of investigator from the Order Association?]

"I……"

Elfin awkwardly put Saler back in his hand. Could he call it an occupational hazard? Sure enough, the brainwashing during the onboarding training was too intense, resulting in a host of occupational hazard problems.

However, he can no longer call himself an investigator, nor can he call himself a disorderly person, since he is still in his internship.

"No, I'm just a contamination patient."

“Oh, that’s me.” Saller said without any hesitation, leaving Elfin utterly shocked.

Imagine a jellyfish telling you it's an investigator, with a terrifying-looking fish-man beside you—that's just too bizarre.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Let me tell you, even the prosecutor has to treat me with the utmost respect."

Emigana added, "Don't get too close to him, you'll get beaten up."

Erfen quickly explained, "I won't hit anyone."

"No, I meant you're going to get beaten up—"

Before Emiragana could finish speaking, Sal's tentacles stretched out and swung up.

Feeling wronged, Ermicana pulled the knife out of his head and returned it to Elfin.

Before long, seeing that none of the three parties were too hostile, they all transformed into human form, sat by the lake to introduce themselves, and began grilling the fish they had caught from the lake.

Salle didn't mind fresh water, but Emigana disliked it. It hated any water that tasted bland, feeling that it was disrespectful to the sea.

Then he got beaten up by Saller, and now that problem is much better.

Looking at this unusual pair, Elfin couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's your relationship?"

Without a second thought, Erigana exclaimed, "This is my son...my brother, he's my brother!"

The words that were about to come out were abruptly reversed, and Salle sat on the ground like a baby.

“I used to be taller than you, and I was also very handsome, just like him.”

Elfin followed the other's finger to look at Erigana's face. It has to be said that the young man wearing black-rimmed glasses and a white coat looked completely different from the fierce Deep One he had just seen.

"Actually, you two still have a deep relationship; you even complimented him on his looks..."

"He used my old face."

"Oh."

The three fell into an awkward silence again. After they finished eating the grilled fish, Salle asked Elfin, "Where are you going?"

"I will go to Cranbea."

"What a coincidence, we're going there too."

Elfin asked warily, "What are you going to do?"

"Heh, what, you think we're going to stage a massacre? Stop reading those trashy books."

Ermagana added, "We're exploring something really interesting. There's no harm in telling you, and you can broaden your horizons if you'd like to come with us."

After thinking for a moment and finding that no plague doctor came out to stop him, Elfin nodded: "Alright, as payment, I can cook food for you on the way."

"What can you do?" Erigana asked, somewhat surprised. "A lot!"

Elfin held up his fingers as if listing a treasure: "There's roast meat, roast meat... and... roast meat and roast meat."

"anything else?"

"Carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, oxygen, and sulfur compounds."

"That's just charcoal..."

Erigana was somewhat desperate, but having roasted meat was better than nothing. Now he wouldn't have to be responsible for finding ingredients and cooking, and then getting beaten and scolded by his children.

This makes him look like a widow at such a young age.

"Ahem, enough chit-chat." Saler cleared his throat and then revealed his plan without any hesitation.

"Since you are a patient, you should know that a Great Judgment Day will come in the future."

Elfin nodded: "The Plague Knights were eliminated not long ago."

"I have a feeling that this news seems pretty good, but it's just the beginning."

Saler was not relieved to hear that the first Scourge had disappeared, because he knew that the fools would soon unlock the second curse.

"You know, our current peace is just a facade. Over the long course of development, Enderles has been constantly trading with other countries."

To put it nicely, it's free trade, but there are some things I should clarify. In my view, capitalists will only invade in order to maximize their own profits, while those who are invaded will try to protect their own interests, and thus, wars break out.

On the surface, our country is ruled by the monarchy, but in reality, the parliament is more powerful than the monarchy. The once invincible King Wilton killed King Arson in battle and became the new king, and should have been revered by all.

But he was too proud and arrogant, and refused to give all the credit to the Sun, give half of the war funds to the church, and tell the people that all of this was guided by the Sun.

This angered the parliament and the church, and soon the parliament came up with a plan to sentence him to death.

But they couldn't just execute him for that reason; what would the civilians think of them? And then, they discovered the truth behind Wilson's victory—"

……

"Shh-"

The pages were turned, and Ria sat at her desk, looking at a history book delivered by the plague doctor.

Beside the books was a kerosene lamp, and little Schwarz was observing the arc of the flame within it.

"The Wilson people have been blessed and cursed by the World Serpent. Their blood will forever contain the blood of the curse, and the closer one is to the direct line of Wilson I, the purer the blood of the curse will be."

When they are in power, wars will be won, the royal family will enjoy perpetual prosperity, Enderus will be feared by the world, and all nations will tremble before them.

When a non-cursed bloodline ascends the throne, he will suffer eternal torment. If successful, Enderus will quickly fall into defeat in the war, its economy will collapse, its territory will be divided, and its status will plummet.

This is probably one of the reasons why politicians and clergy members, despite disliking the existing royal family, still allow them to become kings. But even as kings, the current kings are merely puppets and pawns in the hands of others.

Those who know the truth will certainly not dethrone Wilton from the throne. Not only can they not dethrone him, they must also protect the king. It is only when a king is deemed unfit that a suitable successor must be found before killing that king.

This book contains many things that do not match Ria's impressions, and the books that the citizens of Endlers saw have clearly been altered.

In the modified version, the current royal family is portrayed as approachable and lovable, but these deeper aspects are not mentioned.

But next, there's something even more interesting—

"After the Wilton lineage was implanted with cursed blood, those who knew the truth began to coerce them into incestuous marriages in order to dilute the bloodline, and the person with the purest bloodline would ascend the throne."

However, as the cursed bloodline became purer, the consciousness of the World Serpent began to gradually awaken within them.

In other words, the king who appears to be a puppet is actually the most capable person who can control the overall situation, yet he still chooses to act as a puppet.

Those whose relatives carry a portion of the cursed blood are also more susceptible to the contamination, becoming intermittently violent and gaining supernatural powers; however, such individuals are currently extremely rare.

"Snap." Lia closed the book. It was a forbidden book, with only a few copies circulating. Anyone caught doing so would be hanged.

But hanging wouldn't kill Ria, so he didn't think much of it.

“It would be quite amusing if the person who has been ruling Endlers is not a puppet, yet still coldly watches others treat him this way, allowing the council and the church to act as clowns in front of him.”

"Actually, this is not bad. At least we don't have to worry about that person suddenly dying without a successor, causing turmoil in Endlers."

……

In the Cranbea council chamber, Wilton saw the councilors arguing again in front of him, and his head was about to explode.

"Quiet, quiet."

No one paid any attention to him.

Just as he was still at a loss, the door was suddenly opened and a guard reported to him: "Your Majesty, the princess has just suddenly run out of the palace."

"Isn't she still in solitary confinement? How can she bite people like this, as my daughter? What kind of mad dog is she? How are you guarding her?"

"We...we can't stop them at all."

"Send people from the Order Association to chase them down. If they can't catch them, hang them all. What else do you want?"

"The church sent people to inquire when we can use Ivand Charles to break the second curse. If we have the initiative in the war, the world will soon be unified by us and become our colony."

"How would I know? Go ask the Pope."

"But……"

The lawmakers protested, saying, "We are holding a parliamentary session, could you please keep quiet?"

"Speaking of which, where is the Pope?"

They started chattering again, and Wilton pressed his brow a few times, only saying to send someone to look for them. No matter what he was asked, he seemed to only ever say to send someone to look for them.

He wasn't worried at all about his daughter running away; he had more than thirty children, so losing a few didn't seem to matter much.

As a king, he was utterly cowardly and incompetent, but as a puppet, he was more than satisfactory.

Princess Goris Cranbea Wilton, who ran away, currently has the most concentrated cursed blood. If nothing unexpected happens, she should inherit her father's position and become queen. However, she has now gone out of control due to the cursed blood and has become a half-human, half-reptile monster.

The world is cruel and indifferent. Without exception, everyone who encountered her on the street screamed and ran away. Some even dared to shoot at her. Logically speaking, as a princess, she should have enjoyed the love and respect of the world, but she did not.

Those thirty-odd children were all deformed due to consanguineous marriage. Even those who appeared normal had serious personality defects, some with cerebral palsy and others unable to walk normally.

But these are just the survivors; countless brothers and sisters died for various reasons.

Sometimes Golis couldn't help but think that her father was truly gifted in some way.

(End of this chapter)