Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

"Well, before I became a god, many nobles and corrupt officials liked to make underhanded moves and caused me a lot of trouble. Especially when slavery was abolished, many slave traders and nobles launched a rebellion, demanding that the abolition of slavery be stopped. I killed them all."

"...A lot of people?"

"Not much, around 100,000."

This game is different from other management games. If your strength is not up to par, various reforms are extremely likely to cause opposition and rebellion. Corruption is rampant, and these incidents accumulate until the abolition of slavery is triggered.

As Ross chose to abolish slavery, a large number of green NPCs instantly turned red. They made many demands, and Ross, who had already been turned red by various negative events, immediately chose to kill, kill, kill, and go from one city to another, managing to kill all the red-named NPCs.

That was before he became a god.

Once he becomes a god, any national policy can be implemented without hindrance.

These gaming experiences have become real memories recorded in Ross's mind. Reading those memories, Ross felt somewhat emotional.

In their eyes, he was undoubtedly an evil god.

"These are all old news, no need to mention them again. We've been defeated, there's nothing more to say." Ross sighed. Rather than being sent back to the medieval alien world by the gods, he actually preferred to see humanity venture into interstellar space and adventure in the universe.

“No.” Celia said very seriously, “I also think that slavery should not exist in this world. All people are equal. I will help you abolish slavery again.”

happy.

"It's still a long way off. Don't be too ambitious. Let's earn our first pot of gold first."

Chapter 15 Flight Competition

"Brother, will this really work?"

"Why not? You'll only have a chance if she loses her sainthood."

What if she does something rash?

"It's best if you can't think straight. At that time, as long as you give her warmth, you can easily win her over."

Norsen Deville, a third-year student at the Holy Magic Academy, a second-tier mage, and the son of Earl Deville, was looking at his younger brother with a mixture of disappointment and frustration.

“Mir, stop acting like a dog in front of nobles. You don’t need to beg for love from commoners. If they don’t take your money, then bankrupt them and ruin their families. That way, they’ll know the importance of gold coins.”

Mir was still very conflicted: "What if the Holy See finds out?"

"A prospective saint from a remote area, do you think she has the potential to become a saint?"

Mir shook his head.

“That’s right. The Holy Court won’t offend the Deville family for someone who can’t become a saintess. Besides, we didn’t force her. It was her own choice. We weren’t the ones who told her how to make money. It has nothing to do with us.”

"it seems to be like this."

Norsen nodded approvingly. "Good that you know. However, her friend is only willing to provide information on making money, not to do the rest. No matter how much I pressure her, she won't agree. In the end, you'll have to do it."

"Huh? Me?" Mil's face turned pale. "No, I can't do something like reporting to the teachers. If they find out, I'll be beaten to death!"

"You can find someone who won't be discovered or expose you to do it for you."

Mir's face darkened further. "The risk is too high; no one dares to do it."

“Then you’ll have to do it. I’ve already helped you this far, do you really want me to go find the academy’s enforcement team for you again?” Norsen waved his hand and turned to leave. “Whether you do it or not is up to you. However, after this, it will be even harder for you to get her.”

Behind him, Mir's expression shifted between light and shadow, but finally, he seemed to have made up his mind.

……

Friday afternoon.

After completing all the courses as usual, we arrived at the last flight lesson. The flight instructor seemed to have something urgent to attend to today, as he was preoccupied with something. Usually, he would correct everyone's flight maneuvers and stop any violations of flight rules, but today, he simply had everyone do a quick warm-up before dismissing them and letting them do as they pleased.

The whole class scattered like flowers in the sky, each person sitting in their own flying vehicle, like a husky breaking free of its leash, frolicking freely in the sky above the activity area.

Celia pretended to have forgotten something in the classroom, flew around in the sky once, landed in the teaching area, went into a toilet stall, and quickly changed her clothes.

"Mr. Ross, how do you like this outfit change?"

"Hmm, not bad, you look like a third-grade student, I couldn't even tell it was you."

Celia put her mask in her pocket, left the teaching area, boarded her flying broom, and leisurely flew towards the Humility Tower, the competition venue.

The Tower of Humility is located at the southernmost part of the Holy Magic Academy, some distance from the activity area. It took Celia about ten minutes to fly there.

After landing, she saw a number of students around the tower. They were not gathered together, but sat in the woods around the tower, as if they were resting there.

This is one of the academy's rest areas. There's nothing particularly special about resting here; at least on the surface, Celia couldn't tell who was preparing to participate in the flying competition.

She shook her bracelet and glanced at the time. "It only starts in five minutes. I almost missed it."

She looked at Ross in her mental space, relaxed her mind, and said, "Lord Ross, I'm counting on you from now on."

"What do you want me to do?" Rose chuckled and said, "This is your game, good luck."

"Oh? Okay then." Celia was also smiling, but the way she gripped the broom tightly showed that she wasn't really smiling inside.

She also had a flight training session yesterday, but it mainly focused on training her to adapt to instantaneous acceleration and acrobatic flying. She herself still doesn't dare to fly at high speeds.

So when Ross told her to fly, she had absolutely no idea how to fly to win.

And then, the time came.

The wooden plaque that was given as a gift seemed to sense something, emitting a faint light, and a piece of text appeared on it.

[At the top of the tower of diligence]

Immediately afterwards, Celia saw her classmates, who had been resting casually, take out their respective flying machines, lift off the ground, and fly north.

These students who suddenly flew at high speed used all sorts of flying vehicles, including spinning flying carpets, nine-lizard-pulled carriages, succubus-pulled carriages, and more.

However, these are all models, not real succubi.

Celia saw that the few flying brooms had also been equipped with jet magic arrays, turning them into jet brooms with even greater speed.

Seeing this, she quickly sat on the broom and followed, but while others were accelerating at 100 km/h, she was turning from walking to running, and she quickly fell behind.

“Keep accelerating,” Ross said.

"We can't speed anymore, or we'll be speeding."

Rose: "...If you don't speed during a race, what's the point? Listen to me, speed up."

“Alright.” Celia could only channel her magic power to slowly reach the speed limit, which was about 40 km/h.

Just then, a message came through the flying broom—

"You were about to exceed the speed limit, so I've slowed you down. You're welcome."

Celia: "?"

Ross glanced at it. "The flying broom is connected to the school's Protoss network. Exceeding speed will trigger a warning from the school, causing them to slow you down."

Celia: "What? There's a speed limit?"

"You've been using it for so long and you still don't know this?" Ross knew that the school's Protoss network was connected, but he didn't know there was such a warning. He just thought it was to prevent students from secretly taking it home.

"I don't know. I usually fly at half speed."

Ross: "..."

Fortunately, the original plan was never to have Celia perform in Fast & Furious.

“Keep flying like this for now, it’s not the right time yet,” Ross said.

"it is good."

Celia agreed and flew in a straight line, quickly adapting to the speed of forty miles per hour.

She suddenly noticed a figure in front of her that appeared to be a contestant.

"Huh? Is that person a contestant? He's not using the school's broom, so why is he flying at the speed limit?"

"If it weren't for you, he would have been the winner of this competition," Rose said with a smile.

Celia: "?"

Ross smiled mysteriously, "You'll find out soon, it'll be soon."

……

Regis is the flight instructor for the first-year gifted class and also the captain of the school's law enforcement team.

This morning, he received a message that an unbridled flying competition would be held during flight class this afternoon.

They were so arrogant, planning to fly from the south of the school to the north, traversing the entire campus. As the captain of the enforcement team, how could I tolerate this?

They usually held their events secretly, taking inconspicuous routes so as not to affect other students and making them difficult to catch, so people turned a blind eye. However, the student who snitched provided a map of the route.

If they don't arrest them all, their law enforcement team might as well quit!

"Captain, they've moved! They're accelerating rapidly, already reaching three times the speed limit."

"Very good, intercept them immediately when they fly into the activity area!"

Chapter 16 What flew past?

"Ooh hoo~!"

"Charge! Charge! First place is mine!"

"Stimulate!"

"..."

Most of the flying competition continued forward, accompanied by howls that echoed far and wide, startling other students who quickly gave way.

These attempts to avoid them only made them laugh even harder.

"Hahahaha! That's awesome!"

"Where are the idiots in the enforcement team? Come and arrest me!"

The first wave of the team flew very fast, and soon they saw some people take off and rush towards them, dressed in law enforcement uniforms.

They were not surprised.

The enforcement team is not just composed of mentors; most of the members are students working part-time, while the mentors are the ones in charge of management.

"Hahaha, these idiots, only now are they getting up to stop us."

"No rush, play with them!"

"Whoever gets caught will be laughed at for a whole year!"

"..."

Everyone rushed past, and just as they were about to cross the activity area, a lightning-like light suddenly appeared around them. The light quickly entered everyone's aircraft, marking them and drastically reducing their speed.

Someone's expression changed drastically: "Oh no! It's a blocking formation!"

"Did the enforcement team set up an obstruction array in advance?"

"And there's a Protoss network shielding array!"

How did they know the route?

"There's a mole!"

"You were joking around for a whole year, why are you not laughing now?"

Ahead, the enforcement team leader Regis and his team members formed a semi-encirclement, blocking all of them, and together with the others who took off from behind, they formed an encirclement, intercepting all those flying at excessive speed.

The smiles of the competitors didn't disappear; they simply moved to the faces of all the law enforcement officers.

Regis's lips curled up, unable to suppress it.

"Your speed exceeded 160 km/h, which is more than four times the speed limit of 40 km/h. You are seriously speeding. Stop immediately and accept the punishment. If you continue to resist, you will be expelled from school on the spot!"

Everyone immediately became obedient.

What a joke! Speeding will at most get you locked up for three days of reflection. It's not worth risking bad luck.

Almost all the participants in the flying competition were wiped out, with only a few failing to enter the magic circle area and instead engaging in a battle of wits with the law enforcement officers outside.

And... two slow-moving contestants.

Celia and the second-to-last contestant approached the scene of the law enforcement team's interception shortly afterward.

Upon seeing the students and teachers in law enforcement uniforms, Celia's heart skipped a beat, and her face paled slightly.