Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

Those who died earlier were the strongest among those they brought; the rest were just there to coast along.

Some people were already quietly moving to the sides, praying that Enarse wouldn't notice them.

Some people even threw their staffs on the ground and said, "Why would I risk my life for 10 gold coins a month? Miss Ainars, please let me go. My relationship with Norsen is just that of an employer and employee. I haven't done anything immoral. Really, please believe me."

Under Ross's control, the power of the sea god did not make her lose her mind. She said calmly, "Those who don't want to die, get out of here."

Everyone immediately rushed to the side.

Norsen's face darkened. "I'm giving you one chance to stop her. Otherwise, when I get back, I'll kill your families and then throw you in jail to be tortured."

Hearing Norsen's words, one of his men, who was already reluctant to fight, retorted angrily, "You're about to die and you're still being stubborn. You deserve to be killed. Once you're dead, we promise to piss on your corpse!"

"you……"

Norsen stared coldly at the other person.

The other person's body trembled, but before Norsen could make any move, Ainars was already in front of him.

A knife.

Norsen's puppet was stabbed directly into its heart by a dagger, and the puppet's heart exploded instantly.

Within the unknown fragments of the sea god's divine essence, Ethel snorted: "The divine essence of a lower god dares to contend with my divine power? I may not be able to defeat Loth, but I can certainly crush you?"

As the puppet exploded, Norsen's face slowly turned pale. He frantically activated the master-follower contract in the dark, but it did not stop Ainars in the slightest. The master-follower contract was still there, but it was as if it were dead and did not respond to him at all.

Norsen forced a smile and said, "Ainars, actually I like you, otherwise I wouldn't have saved you back then."

"Does your liking mean killing my whole family?" Enarse asked calmly.

Before Norsen could speak, Enarse continued, "I'm different from you. I like you, so I'll only kill you."

puff!

The dagger plunged into Norsen's body.

Norsen gasped, his face contorted in pain. "Really, Enarse, please don't kill me, please let me go! I can love only you forever, I can become your follower mage, no, I'm willing to be your slave, forever centered on you... Ah... no... stop, please... ah..."

Ainars didn't speak, but calmly drew her sword, then thrust it in again, then drew it out again, and thrust it in again.

One cut, one cut, one cut...

Chapter 278 Yes, it was just a case of nobles fighting each other to the death.

The remaining people in the hall were completely silent.

They watched helplessly as Enarse stabbed Norsen repeatedly, until he finally breathed his last.

They dared not make a move, even slowing their breathing, for fear that their breathing would displease Enarse.

As Ainars stopped, the deep blue light on her body gradually faded away.

Immediately afterwards, Ainars collapsed softly to the ground, falling next to Norsen.

The group looked at each other, but still dared not step forward.

Just as I was hesitating, I suddenly heard footsteps outside.

Immediately afterwards, a young girl led a large group of soldiers dressed in the armor of the Ishtar Empire into the room.

"Hmm... Northon of the Deville family fought Viscount Kreve to the death, and they both perished in the end. Brilliant, absolutely brilliant."

The girl looked at the crowd hiding to the side and smiled: "Judging from your clothes, you are from the Deville family? Hello, I am the Ninth Princess Benovia Ishtar. Now, everyone, put down your weapons, release your puppets, raise your hands, and do not move. The Ember Guard is enforcing the law."

The guards stormed into the room and subdued everyone.

Benovia walked over, squatted down, and checked Ainars's condition. She shook her head and said, "The situation is not optimistic. She has to be handed over to Phil to have any chance of survival. Give her some basic treatment and take her to the Temple of Ember to be handed over to a holy priest named Phil."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Two priests came over, put Enarse on a stretcher, and took her away.

Benovia approached Enars's puppet and extended her hand.

Tap!

Ding……

As if a domino effect had been triggered, the entire puppet slowly turned to dust, starting from the point of contact.

Boom!

With a soft sound, the Heart of the Puppet fell into the dust.

Benovia paused for a moment, then reached out to pick up the Heart of the Puppet.

But just then, she felt a faint pushing force coming from the heart of the puppet, as if telling her not to touch it.

Just then, a voice came from the side.

"Such a powerful Puppet Heart, Your Highness! Let's offer this Puppet Heart to the Emperor. The underground is filthy, let me handle it!"

As the sound came, a hand reached out from the side and touched the Heart of the Puppet.

The next second, the person's head tilted to the side and he lay down on the ground.

Benovia watched this scene indifferently, without any expression.

She gazed thoughtfully at the faintly glowing heart of the puppet.

"Is this puppet's heart untouchable? But the gods have guided me to retrieve it. How can I retrieve it..."

Thinking about it, Benovia had an idea. She summoned the puppet and had it reach out and take the puppet's heart.

Benovia immediately sensed a very peculiar power from where the puppet touched the puppet's heart, a power that seemed to be impacting her soul.

However, because of the puppet in between, this power did not actually impact her soul.

She took out a storage box she had prepared beforehand and placed the puppet heart inside.

"The deity said that with this peculiar Puppet Heart, I will have the opportunity to contact the deity at any time, but... my strength is not yet sufficient... I need to reach the third rank... soon!"

Benovia's memory of the god who helped her ascend the steps was already vague, but she was certain that she would recognize him if she saw him again.

Thinking it over, she put away the puppet heart and began directing the guards to clean up the battlefield.

"Let's define this incident as a personal feud between Norsen and Kreve, which resulted in them accidentally dying together. That girl was on good terms with Celia, so let's try to save her if we can."

Benovia fell into deep thought.

"Speaking of which, why would the gods suddenly give me this guidance?"

"Is he simply asking me to retrieve this peculiar puppet heart?"

"Is it still related to Celia?"

After much deliberation, Benovia remained convinced that this matter must be related to Celia.

Not long after she returned to her residence, her subordinates brought her news, delivering investigative intelligence on the specific details of the incident.

After carefully reading the investigation report, Benovia's brows relaxed: "So it turns out that Norsen wanted to target Celia, so he teamed up with Kreve to stage the revenge plot against Enars, but it backfired and he was killed twice by Enars... How tragic."

Most of the intelligence reports describe how Norsen guided Enarse to seek revenge. It was only when Norsen's brother, Mil, was questioned that we learned from Mil the reasons why Norsen did this.

Perhaps this wasn't Norsen's real goal, but this was about enough. If they continued investigating the nobles, what if they found something extraordinary?

Benovia looked at the box containing the Puppet Heart.

"This is the only unexpected thing. Without this Puppet Heart, Enars couldn't have done this at all. Where did this Puppet Heart come from? Was it a gift from Celia?"

Benovia pondered for a moment and decided to abandon the investigation on this side as well.

"This matter concerns the gods, so it's best not to investigate it too deeply. Just know the general situation and focus on your cultivation from now on."

……

Celia learned of Enarse's serious injury on Sunday, the following day.

She immediately rushed to the Temple of Ember to visit Aenars, who was receiving treatment from Phil.

Her condition was very bad. The sea god's divine power was entering her body through the puppet. She was completely unable to withstand the entry of the divine power. Both her body and mind were as if they were pierced by a thousand arrows, with holes everywhere and drafts everywhere.

Even Phil found this situation difficult.

"It's a complete miracle that she's alive."

Celia thought to herself, "It truly is a miracle."

She looked at Enarse, whose wounds appeared minor, and asked, "Phil, can it be healed?"

Phil nodded: "If she wasn't dead when she came to me, I can heal her. However, her magic has completely dissipated, so she may need to start her training from scratch."

"As long as he can be cured, it's not too late for cultivation now." Celia breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked at Ross in her heart and asked, "Lord Ross, could you tell me the details? I... I'm a little curious..."

Ross smiled but didn't say anything.

"Is it good? ヾ(TдTヾ*)"

Celia is being cute.

Ross chuckled and said, "It's actually quite simple. I intercepted Ainars on her way to seek revenge, and replaced her puppet with the Puppet Heart I obtained in Southern City. She then possessed the power to defeat a third-tier mage. If it weren't for her physical condition not being able to withstand such power, she would have had a chance to defeat even a fourth-tier mage."

"It's...that simple?" Celia blinked. "Then why did Benovia send her here?"

When Celia came to visit earlier, Phil said that Enarse was sent by Benovia.

Rose was still smiling.

"I don't know, it might just be a coincidence."

Celia: "..."

Lying to children!

Chapter 279 Can't be cured? Then I'm relieved.

Monday morning.

Celia entered the quiet meditation room and saw Benovia already meditating inside. She hesitated for a moment, then decided not to ask her anything.

"That puppet heart should be with her now, right? Should I go ask her to confirm..."

As soon as Celia's thought crossed her mind, Ross laughed and said, "No need to ask, the Puppet Heart is on her right now."

"Oh, well, is Lord Ross doing this so that she can use that summoning circle to summon Lord Ross?"

Ross didn't answer directly, but said, "That Puppet Heart isn't very compatible with you. Later, when we find an Ice-type Puppet Heart, we'll give it to you to enhance your soul strength and mental power."

"Ok."

Although Ross did not give a direct answer, Celia already had a guess.

Ross added, "Don't worry, her attempts won't affect yours. Our contract hasn't been broken, and I will continue to help you improve your strength until you can cross the Tranquil Sea and travel to the Divine Realm and the Endless Abyss to help me escape."

"Uh-huh!"

Celia went to her spot to meditate. Benovia opened her eyes and looked at Celia. "Celia, are you alright?"

Celia turned her head: "?"

Benovia asked, "Is that Puppet Heart yours? If so, I'll bring it back to you later."

Celia paused for a moment, a thought flashing through her mind, but remembering Ross's plan, she pretended to be clueless and asked, "What Puppet Heart?"

"The one with Enarse's puppet."

"The puppet heart of the Enarse puppet is of course not mine, it belongs to Enarse. You can just return it to her."

"..."

Benovia observed Celia's expression and saw that she was looking at her calmly, as if there was nothing wrong.

“Alright, let’s talk about it after she wakes up,” Benovia said, then paused and added, “Oh, right, Celia, I have something to tell you later, can you wait for me?”

Celia nodded: "Okay."

Benovia stopped talking, closed her eyes, and began to meditate. Celia also stopped talking and began to meditate.

The magic in this meditation room is acquired very quickly, and they don't want to waste it.

Anko, Phil, and Doris didn't want to waste it either.