Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

"After two days of investigation, the league committee and the Northern League successfully... found nothing. It's a shame they're so useless."

Everyone could sense the anger in Nicodimers's voice: "They're still going through the motions, waiting for the signatures!"

"After discovering this situation, the league committee decided to continue the game tomorrow and deal with any new issues as they arise. This extremely irresponsible approach has sparked protests from all delegations. However, they are worried that further postponement of the game will lead to being ridiculed by the whole world, so they will lie and say that the problem has been solved tomorrow, but in reality, they have not solved anything."

"Therefore, we must rely on ourselves from now on. After discussing with the mentors, everyone must do the following in the upcoming competition to avoid being harmed by the unknown dangers."

"First, you must report your whereabouts every time you go out, explaining the reason and destination;"

"Secondly, do not stray too far from the hotel, and do not leave the city center. You must be back before 8 PM."

"Third, every evening from eight to nine o'clock, I and the other mentors will check on you to ensure that you are free of any curses or unknown potions."

"Fourth, please arrive at the venue one hour in advance. If you don't report to me an hour early, I will personally go to check on the situation to ensure there are no problems. Of course, if there are no issues and you still delay reporting, I will have a serious discussion with you."

"fifth……"

Nicodimus read out ten regulations, all of which were in response to that unknown danger.

After reading it aloud, he said, “You must remember these regulations. I will have your tutors give you a copy later. This matter cannot be taken lightly. Although the Northern Alliance has not found anything, I have a feeling that this matter may be related to heretics, and not just one heretic. You come from the Holy Magic Academy, which makes you an easy target for heretics. Outside of competition time, unless necessary, it is best not to leave the hotel.”

After he finished speaking, he stopped, looked at all the contestants, and said, "If you have any questions or know anything, you can ask. If it's inconvenient, you can also contact me afterward. From today onward, I will stay in the hotel to prevent such incidents from happening again."

He stopped speaking and looked at the students discussing.

A moment later, Pascal stepped forward and asked, "Professor Nicodimers, what about yesterday's match? Should it be replayed?"

Nicodimers said calmly, "Yes, we'll retrace our steps, but the wins of the Northern League players will still be tallied."

The group exchanged bewildered glances, and Pascal exclaimed angrily, "They're going too far!"

Nicodimus shook his head. "It's just accumulating one win, it doesn't make much difference. If they want it, just give it to them. If you don't make it to the top 32 in the individual competition, you only get a consolation prize of 10 silver coins. It's no different."

“What if something like that happens again?” Pascal asked again.

"Based on the outcome of the game, without considering anything else, all the precautions and rules I just mentioned are to prevent this from happening again, understand?"

Pascal nodded and stepped back.

"Could it be that there's a cult behind the Northern Alliance, which is why we haven't been able to find anything yet?" someone asked.

Nicodimus said calmly, "I don't know, but the Northern Alliance has always been like this. The use of every copper coin requires the signatures of a large number of people. The same goes for judgments. Every investigation in every place requires signatures and review by superiors."

Everyone looked at each other.

"Can't delegations from different countries conduct investigations on their own?" someone asked.

“Foreign sorcerers of the fourth rank and above are required to report their schedules and plans to the Northern Alliance every day and receive astrological badges. They need an investigation warrant from the Northern Alliance to conduct private investigations. Do you think our delegation can obtain an investigation warrant?”

Everyone was silent.

This investigation order might be possible to obtain, but it requires signatures from various levels before a decision can be made.

By then, the daylily will probably be too cold.

They didn't realize it until problems arose, and then they discovered that the Northern Alliance, after so many years of development, was regressing.

No wonder they're so arrogant, attacking contestants without fear of being arrested.

It turns out they had planned this all along.

The useless Northern Alliance will never be able to capture them.

Everyone had the same thought—

With such a cumbersome and redundant bureaucratic system, how come the Northern League didn't split up?

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Chapter 324: Isn't numerical superiority more satisfying than various techniques?

That evening, the league committee issued a statement saying that the truth had been found out: there was a problem with the magic circle on the arena stage, which caused the XX potion, which was originally used to stabilize the emotions of the contestants, to leak, causing the contestants to be affected whenever they used magic.

As for why the Northern League players weren't affected, it's because they were already used to the drug, so they weren't affected.

Regarding yesterday morning's game, a rematch has been confirmed, but considering that a rematch would be "unfair" to the Northern League players, their wins will remain at +1.

This behavior sparked protests from many participating teams, but the protests were ineffective.

The league committee said that complaints could be filed and that they would take them seriously.

Of course, acceptance does not equate to modification.

Other empires, along with the Elven and Orcish empires, have all taken their own countermeasures. The contestants from the smaller principalities are in a worse situation. Their assistants and representatives are all low-level mages, no different from the contestants themselves. If the other side makes another move, they are guaranteed to be caught in the crossfire.

Faced with the small principality's protest, the league committee gave a cold reply: "You can withdraw from the competition."

The competition proceeded as scheduled the following day.

It was unusual for Celia to accompany the participating team to the stadium, where she sat in Ishtar's exclusive audience seats and watched the match below.

The individual competition venue is not in the same place as the team competition venue; it's next door. This area is divided into multiple smaller competition stages, allowing up to 50 players to compete simultaneously.

Of course, they divided the stands, and the audience seating was also divided to some extent, especially the close-up viewing spots.

However, Celia didn't specifically go to a particular stage's close-up audience section, but rather to a high-platform audience section with a panoramic view of the entire venue.

This location is quite far from the actual venue, but you can see the condition of all the competition stages, which will test the eyesight of the audience.

But it's cheap!

Of course, as a contestant, Celia has votes.

What she was watching was Elena's match.

That elf girl also came to participate, and she seems to be doing quite well. Apart from the unexpected loss the day before yesterday, she hasn't lost yet.

However, Celia seemed somewhat distracted while watching the game. Benovia, who was next to her, noticed this and smiled, "Celia, is something on your mind?"

Celia shook her head. "No, what could be on my mind? I was just lost in thought while watching the game."

Doris pouted and said, "Your eyes aren't even on the game."

Celia glanced at her.

"Okay, I'm thinking about those two incidents."

“Speaking of which…” Anke looked at her and asked, “I remember that before the first incident happened, you found the Dream Essence, which allowed us to get through the first incident safely. Where did you find that thing?”

Celia casually said, "Didn't I tell you? I found it by accident while out having fun. After confirming it was a small stronghold of the heretical sect, the Arctic Blood Alliance, I wiped it out in no time."

"So you're saying both of these things were done by heretics, right?" Benovia asked.

Celia nodded: "Yes, it can be confirmed that the Arctic Blood Alliance is involved. We don't know if other heretics are involved. The useless Northern Alliance is of no use and cannot provide any help. We are unfamiliar with this place and cannot conduct any investigation."

Doris snorted and said, "When I become the Holy Maiden, the first thing I'll do is take back the Northern Alliance!"

Celia said irritably, "The Saintess doesn't care about the Knights, so what makes you think you can take it back?"

"The saintess doesn't have a knightly order, but the bishop does. Just persuade them."

“You need to convince all the bishops, archbishops, and the Lord.”

"Hmph, you can't stump me!"

"..."

After chatting with several candidates for sainthood, Celia temporarily forgot her earlier melancholy.

Birthdays are not such a big deal.

It's definitely not about wanting a gift from Lord Ross.

After all, my official birthday is September 4th, the day Vanessa brought me home!

With that thought in mind, Celia gradually cast aside her melancholy and began to watch Elena's final match intently.

The elven girl's victory was not easy; it was rather difficult. Celia guessed that it took her about the same amount of time to reach the third tier as it did for herself.

However, the other party has received divine guidance and may be able to make it to the end in this global conference.

If she can grow stronger through combat...

Celia looked at the other battles and noticed that the individual competition was full of hidden talents. Some of these mages, who couldn't find a team or didn't like to team up with others, had been working in the third tier for decades, while others were invincible throughout the country.

Regardless of their type, they possess a wealth of magical abilities and do not rely entirely on puppets for combat.

Celia witnessed many sorcerers and puppets working together with incredible skill. The sorcerers not only provided buff spells to assist them, but also coordinated their attacks and defenses with great agility. Swordsmen were the most numerous among them. Their figures moved swiftly and smoothly, a sight to behold, as if two people with a telepathic connection were fighting.

Although the battles aren't as flashy as 5v5, they're more appealing to mages of the same rank than team matches.

"To be honest, I've always relied on the micro-manipulation of spells by a mage to make them far more powerful than ordinary spells in battle, and on having far more magic power than others of the same rank to suppress the enemy. If I can't beat them, I just call on Lord Ross... If I were to fight them, unless I could suppress them from start to finish, I probably wouldn't be able to win..."

So Celia also began to immerse herself in watching the game, trying to learn their tactical thinking.

Ross laughed and said, "Generally speaking, there is no need to learn, because they are agile swordsmen, while you are a clumsy mage. In order to be able to fight at close range, dodge spells, and consider how to conserve magic power, they need to perform more complex operations."

Celia blinked, thinking to herself, "Their coordination and agility with the puppets are far superior to mine. If I encounter such sorcerers in the future, I might not know how to fight them..."

Ross said, "You need to know your strengths: the vast magical foundation brought by the Deep God Realm, the refined spell manipulation and combination skills brought by the Mage's Hand, and the flexibility of your spells make you invincible in battles against opponents of the same level, because your enemies have no idea in what form your spells will appear and attack, making you much more troublesome than them."

“Learning their thought process is fine, as it will make it easier to deal with when you encounter it, but you don’t need to learn everything. You only need to know how to counter their strategies. If you insist on learning everything, you’ll just end up with a lot of impressive actions but only 0.5 in output.”

Celia asked, "What if we encounter an enemy from the divine realm who is as powerful as I am?"

"No one is more profound than you. If you do encounter one, a mage's hand can break through."

"Then I'll study how to use the Mage's Hand and spells to break their tactics!"

"Ah."

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The last chapter tonight, and it still ended up at this point...

Chapter 325 The Saintess Squad's Gift

An endless abyss, a sealed land.

Ross, with a blade of grass in his mouth, kicked Ethel in the butt as he passed by.

"Let me ask you, if you met a girl... well, a goddess, on her birthday, what gift would you give her?"

Ethel glanced at him, said nothing, and continued building the temple.

After such a long time, the temple has taken shape, and Ethel is currently completing the roof.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Ross muttered to himself, "Asking you is pointless. I remember you're single, so you probably haven't given any gifts to your goddess."

Ethel snorted: "But no one dares to accept my gifts."

"Oh? Even the Moon Goddess doesn't dare to accept it?" Ross asked with interest.

Ethel said calmly, "I will only give the most beautiful goddess a golden apple."

"The most beautiful goddess? Isn't it the moon goddess?"

"Who it is has nothing to do with me. I'm only responsible for delivering it. The rest is up to the Moon Goddess, the Goddess of Nature, and the Goddess of Fate to decide."

Ethel sneered, "In the end, those three idiots actually fought each other over the empty title of the most beautiful goddess, tearing the earth apart and creating a forbidden zone for life. How laughable!"

Ross raised an eyebrow. "So the golden apple was a gift from you, kid. Why didn't you give it to Athena and Ice Goddess?"

"They disdain vying for this empty title. If you want my advice on what to give, if it's multiple goddesses, I suggest giving them golden apples to share. If it's just a single goddess, you can just make a willow wreath."

As he spoke, he casually tossed the boulder to the very top of the temple, turned to look at Ross, and sneered, "The invincible evil god Ross wouldn't be worrying about how to give a mortal girl a gift, would he?"

Ross roared, "So you're the one who talks too much, huh?"

Ethel retorted angrily, "You suddenly kicked my butt? That's so rude! Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Boom boom boom!

After the smoke cleared, Ross sat on the Poseidon stool, lost in thought.

"Or we could just pretend we don't know."

"This girl said she only acknowledges September 4th as her birthday. Maybe we'll talk about it later, around the time it will be about a year since we met?"

Ross wasn't quite sure when Celia summoned him; he hadn't paid attention to the time at the time, but it seemed to be July or August, or maybe September.

I didn't know her birthday or anything back then.

Now...