Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

Celia nodded and said seriously, "I have something to tell you now, which you may not be able to accept, but it is related to the death of your child."

Emma realized something and quickly said, "Please speak."

“Your youngest son, Duke, is a heretic…”

"What?" Emma jumped to her feet, exclaiming excitedly, "Impossible! How could my child be a heretic? What proof do you have?"

A sliver of ice appeared in Celia's hand. "Mr. Emma, ​​please calm down."

The icy temperature quickly cooled Emma's emotions: "I'm sorry, Master, what evidence do you have? My son has never done anything strange, he can't be a heretic, you may have mistaken me for someone else."

"The evidence is his belongings, this bracelet. Have you touched it?"

Emma nodded. "I touched it, but it was so cold that it hurt my hands, so I put it away."

"This is because the bracelet is contaminated by heresy. Only when heretics wear it for a long time can these magical artifacts be contaminated."

"This……"

"The fishing rod you gave Jack, is it Duke's?"

"Yes."

"That area also has severe pollution."

"..."

"Are all your child's belongings cold to the touch? That's the feel of contaminants."

"..."

"Your house is so cold, not because of moisture, but because of too many pollutants. Look, it's so warm outside."

"..."

"besides……"

"Stop talking!"

Emma's wife suddenly screamed, and the three of them looked up to see her rushing towards them with a cleaver in hand and a contorted expression.

“Jenny, you…”

Chapter 35 Mysterious Organization

"Duke is not a heretic, Duke is not a heretic, Duke is not a heretic..."

Emma's wives, including Emma herself, were easily tied up by Celia and Marina.

Ordinary people are powerless against sorcerers; only the corruption on their bodies can cause trouble for them.

Marina alone might not be able to easily subdue the two, but with Celia present, the pollution couldn't cause any trouble.

"It's still too weak. It can't purify the pollution, it can only weaken it."

Celia sighed inwardly.

She planned to return to Snowflake Town after she finished dealing with the situation and seek the help of the High Priest of the Temple to purify the pollution.

I wonder if the temple in Cedar Town has the ability to purify pollution...

“Miss Celia, are they the culprits behind the anomalies at Lake Bea?” Marina asked with a complicated expression.

“No,” Celia shook her head. “That’s not something an ordinary person could do.”

She kept glancing at the puppet that had subdued the two men, hoping that Ross could answer their questions.

Ross just watched with a smile.

When Emma's wife was subdued, Emma's eyes also turned red as she tried to resist, just like her wife.

However, their situation is somewhat different from that of the heretics...

Being contaminated does not equate to being a heretic, but worshipping contaminated objects in one's home certainly indicates being a heretic.

"I'll reassure them first, and then ask them about the specifics."

Celia approached the two, making an upside-down heart shape with her hands, and her rosy lips parted slightly, "Great God of Light, I pray to you, grant me the power to purify the world of its filth..."

"Sacred Word - Purification".

A ball of white light slowly emerged between his hands, illuminating the two people in front of him. The red light in their eyes gradually faded, and they regained their composure.

Celia's face paled slightly as the ceremony ended.

"Holy Word Purification is a second-tier spell, and it's a bit of a stretch to use it now... It can only suppress the pollution, not eradicate it completely. We need to find the High Priest..."

Thinking this, Celia looked at the two who had gradually calmed down and said, "Do you remember what just happened?"

Emma looked terrified: "I'm sorry, Master Sorcerer, we didn't mean it, I don't know what happened..."

"Enough with the nonsense, tell me who the heretics are behind you, or I'll cut off your limbs and sink you into the Bea River for the sake of Bea Village!"

Before Emma could finish speaking, Marina rudely interrupted him. She seemed very angry, panting heavily, and barely suppressing the urge to punch him.

"Heretics? What heretics? I don't know anything about them," Emma said blankly.

Marina was about to say something when Celia raised her hand to stop her from continuing, saying, "Don't say anything, let me do it."

She looked at the two of them, picked up a water glass and handed it to them, saying, "Don't be nervous, have some water."

Emma, ​​who was tied up, was obviously unable to catch it, but Celia didn't care and still had a smile on her face.

The Word of God: Persuasion.

Before long, Celia managed to extract all the information from the two of them, even revealing embarrassing things from her childhood.

They were not heretics, but were contaminated by long-term exposure to pollutants, the source of which was their eldest son, Eric.

Even the Duke bracelet was brought back by Eric when he went out to explore the world.

"Eric is definitely not a heretic, that's impossible!"

Upon confirming that Eric was indeed a heretic and most likely the culprit behind the anomalies at Lake Bea, not only were Emma and her husband agitated, but Marina's expression also turned annoyed.

“Tell me about this Eric?” Celia asked Marina.

Marina nodded, and said sadly, "Eric is the best swordsman I have taught in recent years. After graduating last year, he swore to me that he would find the adults who sponsored us, join them, and together bring bread and magic to all the poor and hungry people in the world."

"You mean those mysterious people who demanded that every household place a statue of a deity?" Celia looked at Emma's fireplace, where there was also a statue of a deity.

The idol was not contaminated.

“Yes, Eric said he found those adults and their organization!” Emma’s wife said excitedly.

"What's the name of the organization he joined?"

"What's the name of this association..."

"Deep Sea Cooperation Society?"

"do not know……"

"These things belong to the Deep Sea Mutual Aid Association."

“He’s in the wrong place.” Marina gritted her teeth. “I know him. Eric is a determined swordsman. If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t believe he really joined the Deep Sea Aid Society. There’s only one possibility: he’s in the wrong place.”

"Do you know the name of that organization?" Celia asked.

"I have no idea."

"They've been sending you supplies for so long, and you didn't even know?"

Celia was shocked.

"Apart from the time I first met them many years ago when I first came here, all the assistance they provided was secretly placed outside my house. Whether it was magical materials, magic books, or all kinds of food and money, they were all quietly placed there without alerting us."

Celia was confused.

What exactly is this organization doing?

Doing charity?

Or is it a new paganism?

Finally, Celia couldn't help but ask Ross, "Lord Ross, do you know what this organization is doing?"

“They’re doing charity,” Ross chuckled. “Do you think this is some new cult? Have you ever seen a cult that gives food and seeds to ordinary farmers and helps build magic schools?”

Celia shook her head.

Sending supplies and magic to believers, and building magic schools in remote mountain villages, seems like charity work, since these people simply cannot afford to keep the schools profitable.

Celia also confirmed with Marina that the magic school tuition was only 10 copper coins, with no other fees charged.

Of course, Marina didn't get paid either—this sorceress was quite outrageous.

The whole thing is eerie.

Perhaps the mysterious organization promised Marina something, but they didn't say it.

After understanding the situation, Celia untied the two and collected all the pollutants, preparing for centralized purification and destruction later.

Afterwards, the two inspected other establishments and found that several more still contained pollutants, which they confiscated.

Marina found an empty house and piled all her things inside.

"These things require a special flame to purify. I'll go to the Holy Court in Snow Fir Town later. Miss Marina, thank you for your hard work. You should go and rest."

Are you leaving now?

"Ah."

"It's already late at night, why don't you leave tomorrow?"

"No, I can't sleep if these pollutants aren't dealt with."

"Then I'll keep an eye on it for you."

"No need. These contaminants are worthless. They are only acquired from prolonged contact with heretics and monsters. They are useless to heretics and ordinary people alike. There is no reason to take them away out of curiosity."

"Besides, I've marked them all, so I can find out who moved them. Don't worry."

"OK then."

Marina took her leave.

Celia locked all the rooms and prepared to rush to Cedar Town.

But just then, Ross's voice came through.

"Don't rush off, the heretics have made their move."

"What? There are heretics too?"

"of course."

Ross looked at Celia with a half-smile.

"They're still right under your nose, evading scrutiny."

"???"

Chapter 36: Do I have to donate money before meeting the High Priest?

"Mr. Ross, are you sure... he's a heretic?"

Celia flew in the sky, looking down at the people with a puzzled expression.

The other person was carrying a box and a fishing rod, and was sneaking off toward Lake Beya.

He looks like a fisherman preparing for a night fishing trip.

Celia did indeed investigate this person, Uncle Jack, who was the first to discover the source of the pollution.

If he is a heretic, there is only one possibility.

His strength far surpasses that of Celia, which is why Celia cannot see through him.

Only in this way can we escape the Saintess's eyes!

“Yes, he’s a second-tier swordsman, and that fishing rod is his sword,” Ross laughed.

That's not surprising.