They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 87 It’s dawn

"Bang bang."

Ria knocked on the window twice, and the guy was so scared that he almost fell out and was smashed to pieces.

"So timid, yet you dare to come looking for food on your own?"

Ria felt it was too abnormal for her to be alone outside, so she simply turned Little Swarth back into an owl and faced the guy face to face.

"Awooo!!!" Little Swarth got angry again.

While they were getting closer, Ria swapped Little Swarth for the creature outside, and Little Swarth became the one clinging to the window.

But it wasn't angry, because the moment it reached the window, it saw the outside of the carriage—covered with countless monsters.

Those creatures clung to the outside of the train like mold, wary of the partial divine power of the radiant sunrise and dared not enter. Possessing some intelligence, they did not alert the people, waiting for the moment when the train stopped and those people appeared before swarming up and devouring them all.

However, these extraordinary beings were unaware that they would soon die once they left the range of the Gekkoso Mountains; this was the mountain range's constraint and curse upon the extraordinary.

Not only were they unaware, but Ria and Little Swarth were also clueless about such things. However, Little Swarth did know that Ria allowed it to run outside the carriage to eat.

So many extraordinary creatures—they were all its snacks.

As for the creature that entered the carriage, it has now been turned into a stone statue by Ria, and the young man has given it the name "Mountain Dwarf".

“I could feel my instinctive fear of the mountains, but another voice in my mind was telling me to ‘destroy the train now…return to the Gekkoso Mountains.’”

Ria pressed her temples several times, but she still couldn't escape the increasingly noisy voice in her mind.

"Who's arguing with whom..."

"Why don't you two have a fight?" His thoughts became increasingly confused, and finally he decided to sit back in his seat, rearrange his sleeping posture, and recite "Praise the Sun" several times.

Then, he suddenly used his tentacles to shred his brain inside his skull.

The world fell silent in an instant.

And Ria was finally able to "go home" and enjoy a few hours of peaceful sleep all to herself.

When he woke up from his dream again, numerous eyeballs and tentacles had repaired the broken brain tissue. Little Swarth, having eaten his fill, transformed into a tentacle and crawled back into the carriage to lie next to him, while also helping Ria store the "specimen" of the mountain dwarf.

The Gekkoso Mountains have been left far behind, and the horizon of other mountain ranges can be vaguely seen ahead.

Now, it's dawn.

Ria turned her head and saw a meadow outside the window, a green expanse where shepherds wearing cowboy hats and boots were herding a flock of sheep, galloping on horseback, whips cracking their whips.

I also saw a flock of long-necked birds flying overhead, constantly changing their formation.

These were rare sunny days, and the sunlight streamed through the windows onto the faces of every passenger sitting by the left-hand window, making everyone look energetic, their hair and eyelashes appearing as if they were bathed in golden light.

Without some extraordinary influence, this place could be so peaceful.

Ria looked down at Little Swarth and found that it was still completely black.

Even under the strongest light, its feathers will not change color in the slightest. They are like an eternal black hole, ruthlessly shattering and swallowing all colors.

The flight attendant pushed her tray past, and although she was surprised that she had fallen asleep, the Gekkoso Mountains had always been associated with strange legends, so few trains were willing to pass through there, and the Sene was one of them.

The train crew had long been accustomed to all sorts of strange and unusual things.

The wages here are high, and some people are even willing to risk their lives to take photos of extraordinary creatures to sell for money, so this little commotion is nothing. Besides, she's only alive today thanks to the sun's protection.

"Praise be to trade," the flight attendant murmured to herself, completely unaware that her prayer was in the wrong direction.

"Good morning, sir. Would you like to order two breakfasts?"

"Thank you for remembering my preferences, ma'am. The usual will do."

Lia paid again and took the breakfast, which was a mixed dish of various foods on a porcelain plate.

They come in a variety of styles, with two tempting fried eggs next to roasted cherry tomatoes, sausages at the bottom, topped with a spoonful of hot tomato and soybean sauce, and a few golden-brown fried potato chunks sprinkled with fine salt in the middle.

The staple foods are toast and fried bread.

As for drinks, there are two options—

Oatmeal porridge with Enderles breakfast tea, a strong tea made from a blend of various black teas. A cup of this is refreshing and invigorating, but judging from the taste, it is really bitter.

The breakfast here is much more substantial than dinner.

Ria picked up his knife and fork and slowly began to enjoy his breakfast. His movements were elegant and deliberate. Bathed in sunlight, he looked like a painting. His light gray-blue eyes were so clear they resembled gemstones, making one reluctant to disturb his meal.

The words "elegance" and "refinement" were perfectly embodied in Ria.

In reality, Ria was simply thinking about the Gekkoso Mountains. His shattered brain was not fully recovered, which prevented him from thinking too much or making any hasty movements.

If he could, he preferred to eat with food held between two sticks.

On the other hand, Little Swarth was only interested in eating. When the food plate was placed in front of it, the mythical creature opened its mouth as wide as possible and swallowed everything in one gulp.

This time, the slow-reacting Ria couldn't compete with it for the plate, so it simply swallowed it whole.

After doing all this, Little Swarth glanced at Ria somewhat guiltily and found that Ria was looking down at him.

"Spit it out."

"Ow."

It spat out the plate, leaving it spotless as if it had been washed.

Mythical creatures eat absolutely nothing; they consume substances without taking in anything they don't need. In other words, what they spit out is a pure plate, free of any impurities or bacteria.

But if it's left out for a while longer, things might change.

Ria took a sip of tea; the bitter taste helped his brain recover faster and successfully brought him back to his senses.

"In a few hours, we'll arrive in Adeline. How about we find a place to have a good meal there... The food here is really... indescribable."

The food looked decent, but the taste alone revealed it to be stale. Ria had already seen the passengers ahead of her go to the toilet multiple times, clearly suffering from food poisoning.

"Goo!"

Little Swarth thought it was fine. Even if he didn't eat anything, he was happy just staying by his host's side. He could find some extraordinary creatures to eat when he had nothing to do.

If it could, it would prefer to taste new extraordinary items.

(End of this chapter)