They all call me an Outer God.

cold?
Those beings at His level have transcended the human realm and naturally do not care too much about ordinary joys and sorrows.

Moreover, the person standing before Him was the embodiment of the radiant rising sun; just by getting close to him, Ria could feel a wave of heat rushing towards him.

Therefore, Sodris must have had a ulterior motive for saying this.

Ria lowered her head and was shocked to find that she was not wearing any clothes, but was only wrapped in a piece of cloth that had turned black over time.

Those fabrics were still woven from tentacles.

Although most angels in the Bible are dressed in such simple attire, it would have been better if it hadn't been mentioned. But now that it's been said, Leah suddenly felt a chill down her lower body and felt incredibly awkward.

Moreover, the six newly grown gray wings behind Him were too obstructive to His view. When Ria tried to turn around to look behind Him, he could only see his own wings and the eyes on them staring at each other.

The golden angel frowned immediately.

"I have to use my sword to cut these things out of my way."

Sodris was shocked, clearly not expecting Ria to say that: "Why did you cut off your own wings!?"

"I'm just kidding."

Ria always managed to utter astonishing words without any expression. He tried to slowly flap his wings, and only after confirming that these wings were enough for him to fly did Ria retract and hide the six wings completely.

"Thank you for your hard work."

He looked at the investigators around him, pondered for a moment, and took out his badge of identity from the Order Association: "I will propose to your superiors that you be promoted and given a raise, and then everyone here can have three days off."

It would have been better if He hadn't said anything. The investigators were all deeply moved. They had to admit that it felt amazing to be offered a promotion and a raise by an angel. No wonder He was both an angel and the superior of their superiors.

Look at their superiors, all they do is exploit their employees, not give them holidays, and treat people like bulldozers.

"Sir, this is our duty, but we'll have to forgo the holiday... We also need to handle supernatural events in various places."

"You can rest assured that I will stay in Kranbea for the next period of time, and someone will take care of anything that needs to be done."

"Everyone can get some rest."

Lia smiled amicably, then used her supernatural abilities to change back into the high-quality replica dress she usually wore.

It's considered a high-quality replica because the counterfeit tag on the back of its collar hasn't been removed. If anyone dares to lift its collar, they'll see two glaringly obvious counterfeit letters on the tag—

“TM”

"These old clothes suit me better."

Ria reached out to straighten her hat and adjusted her monocle, unable to help but feel a sense of relief.

"You're an angel now, why are you still dressed so shabbily?"

Sodris seemed to have a knack for fashion as well. He immediately recognized that Ria's clothes were counterfeit, but he didn't point it out in front of so many people. Instead, he sincerely suggested that Ria buy some better clothes.

Anyway, Ria is not short of money at all right now.

But Ria insisted that they were two different things. Money should be saved where it should be saved and spent where it should be spent. Since He already had clothes, there was no need to buy new ones; otherwise, it would be a waste of money.

"I think the quality of counterfeit clothes is much better than that of genuine ones. Those high-end clothes just like to sell to fools with too much money. They wear them for two days and they break, but they still continue to buy them happily, claiming that it shows off their status and position."

"There was once a person who reluctantly spent a lot of money to buy a pair of sports shoes worth 500 gold coins to participate in a sports meet. After running only a few hundred meters, the soles of the shoes were worn through and a big hole appeared."

The customer was furious and went back to the shop owner, who said he never expected anyone would actually wear such expensive shoes to run; the shoes were worn to show off, not for running.

"Isn't this idiotic?" Sodris: "..."

Faced with Ria's profound reasoning, He felt for a moment that Ria was just as stubborn as His father.

Although in a sense, He could indeed be called that.

"I'm glad you like it. Although the higher the meme level, the faster the humanity is lost, I think you are very humane."

Speaking of this, Sodiris couldn't help but think: capitalists love to haggle over trivial matters.

"The definitions of humanity and divinity were originally drawn up by you—"

He used the word "you" at this moment, and before Ria could react, Sodris patted Him on the shoulder again: "I must congratulate you again on becoming an angel. Don't you want to celebrate tonight? Consider it a short break."

"celebrate?"

"His Majesty will host a banquet in the palace tonight to welcome you and wash away the dust of your journey. Everyone is welcome to attend. I believe that the gods will not mind sending their avatars and clones to offer their blessings to their creator once they learn of this."

"It's already a good thing they didn't tear this place down."

Although Ria said this, she did not refuse the banquet proposal. Instead, she turned to the members of the Order Association and invited them to attend.

"It's more lively with more people. With us watching over things, those incarnations who came specifically for this purpose won't be able to cause any trouble."

"Then it's settled, Golden Angel, see you at the palace tonight."

Sodris was completely unpretentious when facing Ria; he was as reassuring as a considerate old friend, even though this old friend easily turned into a mobile nuclear bomb when he saw the abyss.

Overall, however, Sodiris is still living out his old ways of being human.

This is quite remarkable.

After another round of pleasantries, Ria bid farewell to Sodris and the others, and went to find a quiet corner by herself.

The moment He left, Enderus's colors returned to normal, and the people who had lost their faces regained them, continuing to chat and laugh as if nothing had happened.

Four shadows followed Sodris. He lowered his eyes and saw his four most loyal knights from the past.

Plague, war, famine and death.

Although they have lost their authority and their power has diminished considerably, Sodris is still glad to see that they are still alive.

As long as you're alive, nothing else matters.

For this debt of gratitude, and because Ria had gone to great lengths to rescue him from Gherros's torment, Sodris would do everything in his power to help Ria.

He has always adhered to the principle of gratitude.

Unlike a certain dead loach that loves to gnaw on seaweed.

Oh dear—you dead mudfish!

Everyone left, and their lives returned to normal.

Meanwhile, Ria also took advantage of her free time to visit a clearing in the woods outside Cranbea.

He stopped and bent down, then after a moment gently waved to his own shadow.

(End of this chapter)