Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

its not right.

Celia remembered that her disguise was all-encompassing.

It wasn't just about making their ears pointed; they also disguised their appearance, height, voice, and physique.

Under various disguises, Celia was confident that even if Vanessa came, she wouldn't recognize her.

Given this premise, Celia realized that she had been seen buying a large number of blank scrolls yesterday.

After all, I didn't hide anything, so it's normal for me to be seen.

But... how did Emilia know that she could create third-order scrolls?

It might be a scam.

No, what does it matter whether it's a scam or not?

Lord Ross's disguise is unparalleled!

No one can see through it!

So what if I'm suspected?

As long as I deny it to the death, that's enough!

If we don't get discovered, then there's even less to fear.

What's wrong with me, a mysterious elven priest, casually pulling out a third-tier scroll?

Go ahead and check it out.

With a thought racing through her mind, Celia immediately took out several Tier 3 scrolls that she always carried with her.

"Whatever type of scroll you want, whether it's for attack, defense, healing, buffs, or special purposes, I have it all. Excellent quality, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Celia's frankness left Emilia bewildered.

In her mind, if this Celia was the same Celia, she should be feeling guilty and pretending that she didn't have a Tier 3 scroll.

Such frankness makes her seem like the Elf Celia... But who can create a Tier 3 scroll at Tier 2?

Even her younger brother, Pascal, who ranked first in the first-year scroll exam at the Holy Magic Academy, couldn't do it.

Emilia had investigated the circumstances of her siblings, especially those studying at the Holy Magic Academy.

Pascal's first-place finish in the scroll-specific exam drew her attention, and she also noticed Celia, who came in second.

At first, she thought that Celia's scroll talent was not as high as Pascal's.

Later, she learned that Celia was already capable of making third-tier scrolls, and that her usual practice with scrolls had nothing to do with the exam questions.

She hadn't studied past exam papers and spent her days doing extra practice problems unrelated to the curriculum. It wasn't until she entered the exam hall that she realized she had gotten second place through impromptu performance.

Pascal, on the other hand, is the type who specializes in studying, doing practice problems every day, and predicting what the exam questions will be.

The difference between the two is still very small.

“Pascal is not yet capable of mass-producing Tier 3 scrolls. Therefore, this Miss Celia should be Miss Celia.”

However, Celia's various reactions made Emilia somewhat uncertain.

It's also possible that Celia saw through him.

Thinking it over, Emilia glanced at the mercenaries passing by and invited them to her tent to discuss the matter.

Emilia thought to herself, "Whether it is or not, it doesn't matter. Someone will answer for me."

After sitting down inside the tent, Emilia asked, "Miss Celia, Miss Elena, how is your progress with the raid?"

Celia replied, "We went a little deeper into the ruins."

Emilia understood and laughed, "It seems that what we saw really was you."

Elena asked, "Can you see it?"

Emilia nodded: "Yes, just as we were about to open the door, we unexpectedly saw magical light and sound coming from the central tower of the castle, and I knew it might be you."

Celia was shocked: "What? You haven't even entered the castle yet? How can you be so incompetent?"

Emilia: "..."

We're so bad at this, we really feel bad for you guys.

Celia's words were solid proof, and Emilia found it hard to believe.

While they were still exploring the outside of the castle and slowly searching for the key to open it, some people had already ventured deeper into the castle and begun climbing the tower... no, they had already climbed to the middle level of the tower.

The difference was unbelievable to her.

Did they know all the clues to solve the mystery beforehand? How could they do it so quickly?

The number of people allowed to enter this ruin is still limited. If more than five people are allowed to enter, they will be assigned to other mirror worlds. Emilia is confident that her four teammates, whom she brought from the Royal Magic Academy, are all carefully selected and are among the top 100 in their class and grade in the entire Ishtar Empire.

Even if they encounter a monster at the third-tier limit, they can still put up a fight.

However, the five people's exploration was ultimately defeated by the two elves.

"May I ask, what stage have you reached now?"

"It's not very deep, just the fifth level," Celia said.

Elena added, "Yes, it's only the fifth floor. It's very slow. Oh, by the way, the floors only count after you choose the tower. Before you enter the castle, it's floor zero. Each floor is like getting a certificate when you enter the gate."

Emilia: "..."

A complete and utter defeat.

Emilia opened her mouth, intending to ask them about the situation inside the castle, but what came out was: "Can I join you?"

"what?"

Celia and Elena didn't react for a moment.

“I…” Emilia realized what was happening and blushed slightly, but since she had already said it, she might as well ask: “It’s nothing, I just want to ask if you two need a swordsman to help you conquer the ruins.”

"This one……"

Celia and Elena exchanged a glance. Celia seemed indifferent, while Elena appeared to have doubts.

After a moment's thought, Celia said, "It might not be possible for us to go together, because we only have two teleportation tokens. We don't know if a third person will end up in the same place if they go in with us."

"certificate……"

Emilia's heart skipped a beat, and she asked, "After you received the new credentials, did you still have the old ones?"

Celia shook her head: "The old credentials simply disappear."

"Really? That's a pity. I was thinking of buying your high-level credentials."

Elena exclaimed in surprise, "The vouchers can be traded?"

Emilia nodded and smiled, "Yes, many new mercenary groups don't want to waste time in the maze outside the gate, so they buy credentials from mercenaries who don't want to enter the ruins and face danger."

"Even low-level mercenaries can obtain passage passes by walking through the maze for eight hours, and then sell them to mercenary groups to earn gold coins. This has become a unique trade item here."

"How much does one voucher cost?" Celia asked curiously.

"Currently, the market price is 50 silver coins per certificate, but as more and more low-level mercenaries choose to farm certificates, the price is dropping rapidly. In less than two days, it may drop to 10 silver coins. However, the price of certificates other than the [Initial Trial] certificate remains high, but so far, no one has been able to produce any other certificates."

Celia realized that she would only have the credentials once she reached the second floor. Before reaching the second floor, the area outside the castle and the first floor were interconnected. If she went out and went back in, she would only end up outside the castle again, and she would have to start searching for ways to open the door again...

The girl straightened her posture: "You're about to go to the first floor, right? We're not familiar with the outside, but we're very familiar with the first floor of the castle. If you have any questions, just ask. I'll give you a quote based on the value of the information."

"..."

Chapter 239 You think I bought it for personal use?

Celia left Emilia with a big smile on her face.

She reaped a great harvest. Although she split the money from the intelligence with Elena, not counting the money from selling the scrolls, her savings once again exceeded 100 gold coins.

With the scrolls Emilia had ordered, the deposit now exceeded 200 gold coins.

She needs a lot, covering both second and third tiers, mostly defensive spells, with a few buffs and attacks, but no healing spells because of the healing-preventing curse.

Because Celia doesn't have that many scrolls right now, and she needs them for her own use, she's agreed with Emilia to deliver them in batches, with a delivery timeframe of one week.

After reaching an agreement, they also had a sumptuous dinner at the Royal Mercenary Group's camp, allowing Celia and Elena to witness firsthand how the wicked nobles, even when serving as mercenaries, indulged in extravagant meals, consuming several mid-level magic crystals in a single sitting.

"Let's rest for the next few days. After I deliver the goods, we'll explore the sixth level. Things are a bit different above this level, so we can't be careless."

"I'm counting my gold coins," Celia said.

Elena nodded: "I also need to prepare for the puppet repair. We rushed too fast today, and the puppet was greatly damaged."

"Then let's continue in five days."

"it is good."

So the two of them paused their strategy and started working on making money and repairing the puppets.

Meanwhile, Pascal learned that Emilia had purchased scrolls from Celia. While Emilia was resting, Pascal stormed into her tent, exclaiming incredulously, "Emilia, are you crazy? Buying information about ruins is one thing, but why would you spend so much money to buy scrolls from the elves?"

Emilia said calmly, "If their scroll-making technology is good, then we'll buy from them. What's wrong with that?"

Pascal retorted angrily, "If you need any scrolls, you can just tell me. Why bother buying them from other races? Do you know the consequences if there's anything wrong with the scrolls?"

Emilia didn't answer, but instead asked, "Can you make a scroll for the third-tier spell [Earth Shield]?"

Pascal paused, but after a short while, he snorted, "Although I haven't done it before, I have done other third-tier scrolls with a certain success rate, so it's possible to make them."

Emilia nodded, then asked, "What are the chances of success?"

Pascal said confidently, "Using the feathers of the Sky Griffin as a paintbrush, and adding the Heart of Gold, Pure Magic Crystal Powder, and the blood of the Frost Goblin to the materials, the success rate can reach at least 5%."

Emilia nodded again: "Okay, go and make them for me, I need 5."

Pascal said, "No problem, you're my sister, I don't want your money, just the cost price, 15 gold coins per piece."

Emilia scoffed, "15 gold coins? No, no, no, 10 gold coins at most."

"Earth Shield is an extremely difficult type of spell to draw among third-tier spells, involving communication with the earth. 10 gold coins? I'll have to pay you 5 gold coins for materials!"

"That elf with the same name as the saintess, she sells Earth Shield scrolls for 10 gold coins each, right? Do you know the difference in effects caused by the difference in materials? It's not just the difference in power, but inferior materials can also cause the scroll to malfunction or have a low success rate. The scroll you get might even be a low-grade or high-grade one. You don't understand scrolls, I advise you to think twice."

Emilia smiled but didn't say anything.

Under normal circumstances, I would not buy it easily.

But if it was Her Highness the Holy Maiden's doing, why not buy it?

You think I bought it to use?

No, I bought it to collect.

Each scroll will bear the maker's signature or mark. Every scroll created by a sorcerer will have its own specially designed mark or signature incorporated into it, which is linked to the entire scroll. Any change to it will immediately trigger or invalidate the scroll.

This is not only to prevent counterfeiting and price gouging, but also as required by the Holy Court and the Empire to facilitate traceability for users and to make it easier for buyers to file complaints when problems arise with the scrolls.

After concluding that Celia might be that Celia, Emilia went to investigate what great things the saintess Celia had done, and was astonished by her.

"Judging from what Miss Celia has done, the probability of her becoming Princess Celia in the future is extremely high. Collecting some of her works from her childhood now will not only gain her friendship, but also serve as an investment. If you need money in the future, you can take out a piece and auction it off to cash out."

This is also one of Emilia's goals.

Perhaps this Celia is not a saint, but the "Celia" on the scroll could be.

Emilia then said, "The deposit has already been paid. After all, it was Miss Celia's doing, so it's fine to buy it."

"Do you think this Celia is the same Celia as that Celia? Even if that Celia were, her scroll-making skills would still be inferior to mine..."

As he spoke, Pascal suddenly froze.

He began to think.

He realized something was wrong.

Then he left.

Emilia simply smiled and watched Pascal leave without saying anything.

……

Time passed quietly.

The reputation of this site gradually spread.