Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

Amazing.

After talking with the saintesses, Celia asked Enarse and learned that she had not yet arrived in Shining City. Then she went to the school's activity area to practice her spells.

Having practiced magic in Stardust Town for so long, she had gotten used to it, and she felt a little uneasy if she didn't practice for a day.

"I've mastered Ice Shatter and Crystal Arrow, so I'll just practice the Puppet Storage spell to pass the time today."

Even now, her puppet storage technique is still in its infancy and she is not yet proficient. It still takes her a long time to summon her puppets.

Celia was curious about the effects of this spell when it reached the Microscopic level, but considering that she didn't even have that level and that she had no talent for this spell, she gave up her curiosity.

"The requirements aren't high, just practice is enough!"

The girl began practicing summoning magical puppets.

……

Inside the Radiant City Manor of the Lorraine family.

Doris was on high alert.

Just now, she received news that Celia went to greet the other three candidates for sainthood, visiting the other two except for Benovia, whom she didn't know about.

"So, it's my turn next?"

So Doris changed her clothes and put on a white and blue tulle dress with snowflake-shaped patterns on the hem. She also wore a snowflake-shaped pendant. Like a lady who had just come out of the snow, she sat at home, waiting for Celia to arrive.

"This crystal-clear poetry collection should make me look sweet, perfect for entertaining friends..."

However, after waiting for a long time, it still didn't arrive.

She frowned slightly.

"Is it because I'm still at home that I'm not coming?"

She hesitated for a moment, put on her coat, and went to a small house she had bought off campus.

But she soon realized that wouldn't work.

“Celia has never been here before and doesn’t know where it is. Let’s go to school instead.”

So she went to the school and entered the single dormitory that the school had prepared for the candidates for sainthood, a place she rarely went into.

Although she doesn't live here, she still has it cleaned regularly and it's very tidy.

"They'll probably come, right?" Doris muttered.

However, after waiting and waiting, it still didn't arrive.

Finally, she couldn't help but ask someone to look for her, and they eventually found Celia in the school's activity area.

"She went to practice her spells?"

Doris froze for a moment, then jumped up, furious.

"I've waited so long, and you haven't even come to see me? You just wait!"

After saying that, she took off her sweet dress, changed into casual clothes, and stormed out of the dormitory. She quickly went to the activity area and found Celia, who was summoning puppets there.

You're ignoring me?

Doris stormed up to Celia and snapped, "Celia, what do you mean?"

Celia looked up: "?"

Doris retorted angrily, "Why did you greet everyone else but not me?"

Celia: "???"

No, sister, even if we've worked together once, it doesn't mean we're on good terms. You wouldn't think we're good friends just because of that last 'smile' in Lost Lighthouse, would you?

Ok……

Celia's eyes lit up, and she smiled, "Because I knew you would come looking for me."

"W-what?"

Doris was stunned.

Chapter 269 The class with the best relationship with the Holy Maiden?

Seeing Doris dismissed with just a few words, Celia fell into deep thought.

"Doris seems to have gotten dumber; she managed to fool me like that."

Ross chuckled, "Her attitude towards you has changed since the last time the Lost Lighthouse was destroyed. Now she wags her tail at the slightest thing you say."

Celia shuddered: "That was clearly Mr. Ross's doing, what does it have to do with me! No, Doris's attitude is disgusting, I must find a way to make her understand that the one she likes isn't me, but Mr. Ross..."

As she was speaking, Celia suddenly paused, then shook her head: "Forget it, let her be. Just stay away from her."

After saying that, she stopped caring about Doris's situation and continued to practice the puppet storage spell seriously, carefully feeling the flow of magic within it.

……

The registration proceeded as scheduled the next day.

Because the number of students is not very large, the reporting is the same for each grade.

Celia, who had already moved up to the second grade, arrived at the registration point. The school auditorium was already filled with many people.

The school's auditorium resembles a temple's prayer hall, with rows of seats and a raised platform in front, upon which sits a huge statue.

The statue does not have detailed facial features, and it is impossible to tell who it represents from the statue. However, unlike the unknown statues of the Heroic Order, this statue is marked with the marks of the gods, making it instantly recognizable as a deity from the Holy Court.

After Ross's explanation, Celia understood the purpose of the mark—

The gods placed a lock on the statue, locking away the power of faith within. Only a god with the key can connect to the statue and access the power of faith within.

"For second grade, and then third, fourth and fifth grade, the registration for the start of school will be the same. It will be held together with the ceremony in this auditorium. It's completely different from the first grade. I'll tell you the specifics later when everyone is here."

Abros, the instructor of the puppet training class, stood beneath the statue, his voice reaching everyone's ears.

More and more students entered, and Celia looked around and saw Benovia, Phil, and others.

Benovia also saw her, smiled slightly, and sat down next to her.

"You're here early, Celia."

"Good morning, Benovia, too."

Seeing Benovia walk over, Anko adjusted his glasses and came over as well.

Phil hesitated for a moment, then came over and sat down.

Finally, it was Doris's turn. Seeing Benovia on the left, Anko on the right, and Phil beside her, she couldn't help but snort before sitting down next to Benovia.

She looked at the candidates for sainthood and asked coldly, "Are you all alright? As competitors, why are you sitting together?"

Benovia smiled and said, "Celia and I hit it off immediately. We've discussed the gods together and are already good friends. The results of the Saintess election won't affect our relationship."

"I'm not interested in the position of saintess; I'm more interested in whether Celia has any connection with that deity," Benovia thought to herself.

An Ke said, "Don't look at me, I'll sit wherever I want."

Celia and Benovia are sitting together; who knows if they're plotting something? I need to come and keep an eye on things, Anko thought.

Phil said, "I just saw they were coming, so they came."

"That feeling from yesterday couldn't be wrong. That mysterious benefactor who claims to be Ross feels very similar to the feeling I had for Celia yesterday. I have to be sure if he's really Celia in disguise," Phil thought.

Doris snorted: "Since you're all here, if I hadn't come, you might have ganged up on me and knocked me out of the game."

The situation of Celia and her group of five also caught the attention of the instructors in the front row. They observed the atmosphere among the five and were somewhat surprised.

Elena said to the mentor next to her, "This year's Saintess is probably the one with the best relationship. It seems the principal's strategy is quite good."

The meditation instructor next to him, Nelson, nodded and exclaimed, "In the past, the election of the Holy Maiden emphasized competition from beginning to end. As a result, the Holy Maiden who won in the end did not get along well with the others. When the others joined the Holy Court, it always caused the Holy Maiden's various measures to be unable to be implemented properly."

Flight instructor Regis chuckled, “They seem to be doing well now because their strengths complement each other. It’s not time for fierce competition yet. When they reach fourth or fifth grade and successfully reach the fourth level, they’ll realize it’s different from before.”

Elena said, "Isn't it good as it is now? But it seems that Celia is more popular. When they talk, they can't help but look at Celia... Maybe by then, Celia will have grown to the point where the other candidates are convinced and can be nominated by others as the saint without damaging relationships."

"That couldn't be better."

Abros walked over and said, “What you’re saying is all wrong. The principal isn’t considering their future competition. That’s too far ahead. As long as they want to become saintesses, the competition will definitely exist. Whether the relationship will worsen or not is not something we can see right now. The principal’s goal is the Sorcerer League in July.”

Elena was taken aback and exclaimed in surprise, "The Mage League? Does that mean we'll have five Saintesses form a team to compete in team matches?"

Abros nodded and smiled, "I was just guessing. After all, in recent years, with the decline of the Holy Court, many genius mages have emerged from other empires, elves, and orcs. They have shone brightly in both team and individual competitions. The Holy Magic Academy has not won the championship for several years. As the principal, I think he must really want to win the championship trophy this year, whether it is individually or as a team."

Regis said, "This year's competition should be held in the Northern Alliance? The Northern Alliance has been making some underhanded moves recently, trying to get the Saintess to form a team to participate. We can't predict what will happen. The Holy Court probably won't agree either. Although the Saintess participated in previous years, most of them didn't."

“Things have changed in recent years,” Abros sighed. “The Holy Court’s control has been declining year after year, so maybe they really have agreed… but that’s just speculation. We’ll see how the headmaster arranges things.”

As he spoke, he glanced at the time and said, "It's almost time."

Abros stood up, went to the front, under the statue, and looked down at the noisy students below.

His voice reached everyone's ears.

"The auditorium will be sealed off in the last five minutes. Anyone who has not yet entered will have 10 points deducted and will be banned from participating in this ceremony."

The students became agitated and began contacting those who hadn't come.

Five minutes passed quickly, and Abros suddenly unleashed a terrifying aura of his rank, pressing down on all the students.

In an instant, the entire auditorium fell silent.

Abros's voice reached everyone's ears.

"Dear students, welcome back. I am your mentor, Abros. From today onwards, you are second-year students. Celebrate! Let us pray to God with the most sincere hearts, so that God may know your efforts and sweat. After the prayer, you will begin a brand new life."

With the ceremony and prayers, Celia's second year of school began.

Chapter 270 Sorcerer League

Celia soon learned the details of the opening ceremony from Abros.

First, pray to God and tell Him about your growth. Then, Abros will speak from above, encouraging everyone and telling them about the changes in the curriculum and spiritual direction between the first and second years, as well as various arrangements.

He informed all the students about the Sorcerer League in July, and said that second-year students were already qualified to participate. However, he added that it would be best for third or fourth-year students to consider participating, because the Sorcerer League was restricted to those below the fourth rank. Anyone below the fourth rank could participate, regardless of whether they were students of the magic school.

But the magic school has extra spots available for the competition.

You don't need to participate in the preliminary selection or anything like that.

After the announcement of the Sorcerer League, the ceremony in the auditorium concluded.

The teachers of each class led their classes on a tour of the classrooms, informing everyone where second-year students should have their classes.

Finally, each class's instructors led their students to the cafeteria for a big meal, marking the end of the registration period.

Except for the students who couldn't attend the ceremony, everyone was filled with anticipation for their new life.

While eating, Celia overheard many people discussing the Mage League in July.

"This mage league is said to be continent-wide, and all mages of rank four or below can participate."

"Yes, but ordinary magic schools and non-student sorcerers need to go through many rounds of selection to participate. It seems that they have to participate in the city selection first, compete for a few national selection spots, then go to the national selection, and only those who win the national selection can participate in the final sorcerer league."

"Anyone who can stand out from the national selection is incredibly impressive."

"Yes, but the advanced magic schools in various empires don't need to go through so much trouble. Our school seems to have three team competition slots and ten individual competition slots."

"So few? Is there going to be an internal school selection process?"

"There are many. Many schools only have one team spot and one individual spot."

"Of course there will be a selection process. There are hundreds of students in the school, and only a few spots are available."

"We're only in second grade, we have no chance at all."

"Even those genius mages who reached the second tier in their first year wouldn't have a chance, right?"

"Yeah, let's just think about it and forget about it. We'll consider it again next year when we reach the third tier."

"..."

On the way back, Celia kept thinking about the Mage League.

Celia became curious about everyone's discussion.

"What exactly is this Mage League like?"