They all call me an Outer God.

"Hehehe..."

Wilton quite enjoyed watching the agonizing expressions on other people's faces before they died, but in the end he didn't kill Yotar. Instead, after staring at him for a moment, he suddenly raised his hand and covered the person in his line of sight.

When he moved his hand away, Yotal had completely lost the memory of the previous part. He only saw Wilton still sitting there dejectedly and pathetically, listlessly picking at his ear, and then moving his fingers in front of him to look at them.

"My God, this is an unprecedentedly huge piece of earwax!"

Yotal felt a little dizzy. He felt instinctively uncomfortable as soon as he saw Wilton, thinking that it must be because he and the old man didn't get along.

"Your Majesty, are you listening to me?"

"I'm sorry, Lord Yotal. I'm accompanying you to the Order Association, right? Your idea sounds noble, but my birthday is in two days, so it might not be appropriate right now."

My birthday only comes once a year, and for the people of the whole country, it's something to celebrate.

As he spoke, Wilton blew away his earwax.

Yotar's face turned ashen, but Wilton was right. In their eyes, the king's image was lofty and perfect. If the king's birthday wasn't important, then nothing else mattered.

The people love festivals, and any holiday can spark their celebrations and revelry.

Yotal cursed Wilton's ancestors in his heart, but his face was still full of smiles: "Your Majesty is right. I had completely forgotten about this."

"So finding the princes and princesses is the key now. The thought of them not being here makes my heart ache, and I don't even feel any joy on my birthday."

"I don't think you're lacking in interest at all," Yotar thought to himself, though of course he didn't dare say it aloud.

The voice that resembled the War Knight was no longer in his mind; who knew where His consciousness could wander off to? But Wilton was right: a successor could not be lost.

Even if Princess Goris is still alive now, and even though she ran away from outside on her own, one person is not enough. Without other bloodline holders, the purity of the cursed bloodline will be compromised in the future.

"Those bounty hunters are all good-for-nothings, the investigators and the keepers are all good-for-nothings, a bunch of idiots who eat all day and do no work."

Despite his resentment, Yotar managed a smile: "Your Majesty need not worry, just enjoy your upcoming birthday banquet."

I believe all the princes will return safely to your side. Perhaps they are playing hide-and-seek with you now, or perhaps they are preparing a birthday surprise for you.

"Thank you for your kind words, then I have no more worries."

"If Your Majesty is pleased, then I shall take my leave."

Yotar left the hall and then saw a flowerpot filled with rare flowers outside, which he kicked over.

"Birthday, birthday, just you wait, old man, sooner or later your birthday will become your death anniversary!"

Recently, there has been an increase in the number of personnel stationed on the streets of Krambeia City, and investigators or soldiers can often be seen patrolling.

With them around, people felt much safer, and colorful flags were hung between the buildings on both sides, making the street more lively.

Along the roadside, pedestrians wore happy smiles, and the thought of the King's parade on the streets on his birthday made them even more attentive to the decorations.

Those in charge of the arrangements did not include gentlemen and ladies; they would only walk on the street at any time dressed properly, chest out and head held high, their heads almost tilted back.

When a beautifully dressed young woman walks down the street with a parasol and sees a water stain, she doesn't need to detour or worry about getting her skirt dirty. Usually, a gentleman will take off his coat and lay it on the water stain so that the woman can pass through.

Of course, this applies only to wealthy women.

They have no regard for the poor.

Beggars can be seen rummaging through trash cans in the alley from time to time. If the time were a little earlier, you could also find Lia picking up recyclables next to the trash cans.

But now that Ria was lying in bed unable to move, these people found a disheveled woman next to the trash can.

The woman, dressed in tattered clothes and covered in festering sores, rummaged quickly through the trash can, her eyes finally lighting up behind her disheveled hair.

She saw a sandwich that had only been bitten once and then discarded; perhaps the person who bought it disliked its taste or thought there was too much salad dressing.

But regardless, the woman's food supply was secured.

She once went to church to pray to the sun, but the people there treated her like a plague, driving her away because they were preparing for a celebration and everything needed to be absolutely "clean".

Her existence is impure.

If she could, she would love to be like those people, but the differences between people are so vast that one's life is predetermined from birth.

Rudy held the sandwich, looking around, and ate it without hesitation, tears streaming down her face as she ate.

She is the way she is today because of those beasts.

Originally, Lute lived in the suburbs, making a living by raising livestock on the grasslands there, occasionally feeding turkeys and herding cattle and sheep with her sheepdog, Blair.

One day, she noticed that a particular sheep often appeared nearby while she was herding.

It had a pair of strong horns and a lithe figure; it was almost a perfect sheep. Rudy tried to bring it back to her sheepfold, but every time she got close, the sheep would run away.

This didn't last long. One night, Blair, who was sleeping under the bed, suddenly started barking wildly in the middle of the night.

When Lucy woke up, she found Blay lying by the window, his cries filled with anger and fear she had never heard before.

She lit the kerosene lamp and brought it close to the window, which startled even herself, causing her to fall to the ground with a thud.

Because the foreign sheep was standing outside the window looking this way, staring straight at her, its face illuminated by the firelight looking like a demon.

Rudy was terrified and burst into tears. When the goat saw her crying, it left.

However, people need to stand up to see inside the windows of Lutty's house, so the goat can't see inside, and the goat left with its head not lowered at all.

In other words, it mimicked the way a person walks and left this place.

Rudy hugged Blay and wept bitterly, while Blay also whimpered and kept wiping her tears with his tongue.

The next day, she didn't see the sheep again, but at night, Blair started barking again, even though there was nothing outside the window.

The same applies to the third, fourth, and fifth days.

On the sixth night, Blair stopped barking. In the darkness, it pricked up its ears, stared at the "devil's" face by the window, and opened the door to chase after it.

On the morning of the seventh day, Lute woke up and began looking for Bly, only to find it gone. The door was open, and when she went out to look for her beloved dog, she found that all the animals were dead.

Chickens, cows, and sheep lay on the ground in a pitiful state, their bodies covered with marks from being eaten by some creature.

Bly was not among them.

Rudy was on the verge of a breakdown. Terrified, she went to the pastor of a nearby church. The pastor said that a demon, or supernatural being, had been targeting her. After performing an exorcism there, he assured her that everything was fine, and that the loss of the animal was not covered by the compensation.

Because she didn't buy insurance for her livestock.

Rudy felt her luck had hit rock bottom, but with the priest's assurance, she still didn't choose to move.

Looking back now, that was probably the worst decision she ever made.

That night, the barking of dogs rang out again in the distance. Rudy woke up with a start, thinking that her sheepdog had returned, so she took a flashlight, pushed open the door, and searched for it everywhere.

But as the light reflected, two points of light lit up in the distance, and Rudy seemed to see figures there.

The figure's eyes flashed green as it slowly approached, barking like a dog as it went.

As it drew closer, Rudy realized that it wasn't a person at all, but the goat from before! And the goat was now standing up and imitating a human's walk, mimicking Bly's bleating.

The priest lied to her; the demon hadn't been exorcised at all. In fact, they were simply incapable of exorcising it!
"Demon! Demon!"

Rudy screamed and ran back to her house, locking the doors and windows, blocking the tables, chairs, and cabinets in front of them, while she quickly scanned her surroundings and hid under the bed.

People lose their senses in times of crisis, and now Ludi thinks that if she had abandoned everything and run away back then, she might not be in such a miserable state now.

But there is no if.

The goat quickly reached her doorstep, barking incessantly, before finally stopping.

The goat started knocking on the door.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

One sound after another.

Rudy almost held her breath. She waited for a long time until the sounds outside the door completely disappeared before tentatively peeking out to observe her surroundings.

All safe.

She's alright now.

There was no sign that the doors and windows had been opened, and there were no sheep to the left, in front, or to the right.

"Thump, thump—"

She could hear her heart pounding, clutched her chest and sighed a few times, instinctively wanting to lie back.

then.

next second.

She was face to face with the head of a goat that was right next to her, and the goat had been waiting on her bed for her to show her face!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Rudy screamed and tried to pull back, but the goat jumped off the bed, grabbed her hair, and dragged her away.

The stench was foul, and his mouth was full of blood.

The sheep in front of me is the culprit that ruined everything. Am I going to be eaten by it today?

Rudy's eyes were bloodshot: "I'll fight you to the death, you monster!!!"

She took out the knife she had prepared beforehand and stabbed it in the neck, but the goat seemed to feel no pain.

It bent down and gave this poor woman a night more terrifying and humiliating than death.

After one night, the goat disappeared, and Rudy seemed to have become mentally unstable.

She touched her stomach, laughed hysterically, and set fire to everything, but in the end, she survived the flames, and successfully lost everything.

She became pregnant with a goat's child...

The Devil's Child...

Can't die.

The church, which represents light, will turn around and accuse itself of being the devil.

It also cannot avenge Blaise and the others.

What an adorable little dog it is!

Haha.

Hahahahahahahaha—

Lute, clutching her stomach, staggered into the distance and joined the ranks of the homeless.

"Rip!" At the trash can, Rudy was eating her sandwich as if she were tearing raw meat.

She ate while tears streamed down her face. Looking down, she could see her belly, which had become enormous, so grotesque that the veins bulged and the fetus inside was clearly visible.

She was pregnant, and few people dared to cause her trouble, but only she knew that she was less than two months pregnant.

The continuous production of progesterone made her increasingly reluctant to kill the child, even though she was incapable of killing it anyway.

What will she give birth to?

A sheep? Or a person, or perhaps a half-human, half-sheep?

She instinctively couldn't accept either of them, but with the appearance of hormones, she began to have expectations.

"It seems that His Majesty's birthday is in a couple of days. If you were born on that day, you would be able to witness an incredibly grand celebration."

What name should I give you? Will you be a boy or a girl?

Rudy lovingly stroked her belly, but the next second, she suddenly realized what she was doing, so she looked around for a tile, raised the sharp tile high, and pointed it at her belly.

"You beast! Even if I die today, you will pay with your life!"

Just as she was about to do so, a rather strange creature suddenly appeared in front of her.

This creature looks like an owl, but upon closer inspection, you can see that it has four claws. Apart from that, it is so black that you can't see anything else.

Now, the creature stared intently at its belly, its front paws outstretched as if it wanted to touch it.

Rudy retreated, dazed and confused; she was now terrified of all animals except humans: "Get away from me! Don't touch me!!!"

Little Swain turned his head, opened his mouth, spat out a Swain on the spot, and then turned and left.

Lutty didn't understand what it meant, but the guy threw money on the ground.

Although there was only one Schwarz.

In Clembea, where prices are quite high, a single Schwarz can't buy anything.

But Lute still stared at the coin, and inexplicably picked it up.

Then, a voice that sounded strangely calming appeared in her mind, as if a gentleman with impeccable manners was standing in front of her, taking off his hat and greeting her.

What are your wishes?

"I want to be like the ordinary people here. Perhaps I also want to attend the legendary banquet."

For some reason, Luti said those words.

Every wish has value, as long as you are willing to pay the price.

[Coming soon]

The sound disappeared, and Rudy was still in a daze. Only the intense pain in her abdomen told her that her due date was approaching and the monster's offspring might be born soon.

Not far away on the street, James noticed that Little Swarth was missing, turned around and walked away without waiting for him at all.

But soon he found that Schwarz had transformed back into the plague doctor and was following him around, easily taking the little hat off Schwarz's head and putting it on his own.

(End of this chapter)