They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 263 This is another matter
"Although this is my first time attending this type of gathering, I can already imagine that all eyes, both overt and covert, will soon be on North Adeline."

I suggest you pay more attention to concealment and your personal safety. In the books I have read, I learned that Northern Adeline once carried out a large-scale witch hunt. They tied witches to leaky boats, then set the boats on fire and pushed them towards the Sea of ​​Gothia.

Honestly, it's hard not to have some thoughts about this location.

Melfas also felt that things weren't that simple. He knew he shouldn't overthink things, but he still felt that these events were being driven by something, and now he had even prepared for the worst.

"What happens if the invitee doesn't go?" Ria suddenly asked.

"Impossible. The witches are very united. They share their documents and potion ingredients. Although they may need to exchange things they need for some things, they are essentially a group that helps each other."

No one can refuse a tea party for any reason unless she is dead or no longer desires anything I mentioned earlier. A witch who severs those things is fine as a secondary meme, but if she is the primary meme, she will quickly run into trouble due to improper interpretation.

Melfas stared at some bottles filled with bone products in his field of vision and forced a smile: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Maybe we're overthinking it. Anyway, life is only interesting if it's full of ups and downs like a story, isn't it?"

I haven't quite figured these things out yet, but Kelcha, do you need to prepare something else for the tea party?

"Yes."

Ria nodded. His goods were sold out and he did need to restock: "Based on what you talked about before, products made from marine supernatural creatures can allow people to breathe underwater. Are there any similar potions available right now?"

"As far as I know, there is currently no substance that allows people to breathe underwater. However, we once researched a potion that, when consumed, could turn a person into a blobfish for a short period of time. That potion could even allow a person to swim freely like a real blobfish."

But for some reason, nobody bought this stuff. Could it be because its side effect is that it turns people into blobfish every midnight for three years?

Ria: "Probably nobody likes a blobfish."

"How could that be? The blobfish is so cute, and besides, I was the original author of that potion ingredient list."

As he spoke, Melfas proudly raised his head, and the atmosphere inside the train eased somewhat.

Shaphiel pointed to herself: "I made a potion that would make people crawl with maggots after drinking it, and I don't know why it sold very well."

Upon hearing this, Melfas, who had just raised his head, immediately lowered it again, feeling as if he had been dealt a blow.

"Even maggots are allowed... so why can't blobfish be allowed?"

Listening to them, Ria offered her suggestion: "Why don't we combine the effects of these two potions? For example, after drinking the potion, the person will turn into a blobfish covered in maggots every midnight."

I think, in a sense, this kind of thing is suitable to be sold to curse casters.

"You're actually a demon, aren't you..." Even Melfas, who had a strong mental fortitude, was speechless at this moment. He didn't know how Ria could say those words while drinking red tea with a straight face.

Safiel, on the other hand, kept clapping: "This is great! This is great! I'll give you a few bottles when I finish making them."

“Safir, don’t talk nonsense.” Safir’s father thought she was going astray, but Safir felt that her father was interfering a bit too much.

"I'll give one to my dad too."

"……That was not what I meant."

The man quickly denied it. Over the years, he had volunteered to be a test subject for Saphir's medicines many times. Although the potions he drank were not fatal, at least not deadly, the side effects of the potions had left him almost bald, like a peeled hard-boiled egg.

"My dream is to create a cure for pollution, and then heal my dad and everyone else." "What a wonderful child!"

Melfas and the man were both moved, while Ria leaned back in his chair with a slight smile on his lips. He turned his head to continue looking out the window, and as time passed, he witnessed the sun move from one side of the sky to the other.

By this time, everyone was so exhausted that they had fallen asleep on the table. Melfas covered his head with his pointed hat to block out the light while he slept, and Saphir curled up in his chair, covered with his father's coat.

Her father, meanwhile, was snoring loudly with his head tilted back, the sound so deafening that it seemed to make the entire train tremble. Halfway through the journey, Saphir was awakened and skillfully took out a potion from her pocket and poured it into her father's mouth.

"Wow--"

The potion went down his throat.

Her father then fell silent and wouldn't utter a sound for two hours.

After doing all that, the girl looked up at Ria and asked, "Brother, aren't you going to sleep?"

"I'm not sleepy, and it's quite interesting to enjoy the scenery."

"Okay, I'm sleepy, I need to go to sleep... I hope Dad didn't disturb you just now."

"Haa—" She yawned for a long time, then wiped away the physiological tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Brother, you're not a witch, are you? Although you're prettier than most people I've ever seen, you don't look like any of us. My intuition is usually very accurate."

"You guessed right."

"Who are you? Why would someone who isn't a witch travel to North Adeline at this time? And how do you know anything about us?"

From your conversation with those clones just now, I could tell that their attitude towards you was completely different from their attitude towards others... Who exactly are you?

She was increasingly puzzled, and the child's questions about Ria's identity were not malicious; they stemmed from a pure thirst for knowledge.

She was curious, or rather, patients are always curious about the unknown, it just varies from person to person depending on their symptoms.

In response to her question, Ria simply smiled faintly.

"Putting all that aside, I've heard that among the witches, there are children under ten years old who have already been admitted to a very famous university in Endlers, leaving many who have worked hard for a long time speechless and deterred."

Perhaps you're one of them too. Let me guess, are you a student at South Adeline College?

"how do you know!?"

"Your classmates often come to visit us, and they even have me write their papers. I suggest you don't hire anyone to write your assignments or papers. Do you know how close I got to serious trouble because of these things?"

“I never take shortcuts or crooked paths. I do all my own homework and I have never skipped a class.”

"So, is your school on holiday now?"

"This is a leave request, but a leave request doesn't count as skipping class!"

(End of this chapter)