Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

An invisible sense of sluggishness made her magic flow more slowly.

An invisible pressure came from nowhere, pressing down on her, trying to knock her to the ground.

"Was this a magical field secretly set up by Shalin?" Celia wondered to herself.

Her puppet raised its hand, and a large number of ice spikes flew towards Shalin. In response, a water curtain barrier appeared in the path of the ice spikes.

"burst."

As soon as Celia spoke, the ice spikes exploded, blasting a vacuum into her water barrier. The remaining ice spikes flew to Shalin and exploded, directly breaking through the mentor's protective spell and ending the match.

Celia only breathed a small sigh of relief when her mentor announced the end of the competition.

"I was almost imprisoned by her," Celia reflected in her mind.

Even though she kept reminding herself not to underestimate her opponent before the start, she still underestimated her opponent after the start.

“I have always faced enemies who are above my level, and I can kill enemies below my level instantly. This has caused my mindset to change. I have started to underestimate all enemies whose strength on paper is lower than mine. This is not good.”

Ross chuckled, "Even if you underestimated her and got imprisoned, you can easily break free with your strength, so there's no need for deep self-reflection."

Celia said, "We still need to. If we don't reflect on our mistakes, what if a low-level mage defeats me in the future? I can defeat those of higher levels, so others can too. Like when we competed against the Blue Dragon Magic Academy, their dragon language magic was stronger than mine. If it weren't for Lord Ross, we wouldn't have won the championship at all. What if there are even stronger ones?"

Ross chuckled, "If you also reach the third-tier limit, you can still defeat dragon language magic in a one-on-one fight by relying on the combo skills brought by the Mage's Hand. Of course, it's definitely wrong to underestimate your opponent."

While speaking to Ross in her mind, Celia also performed a Holy Court ritual for Shalin.

Charlene nodded expressionlessly, said nothing, and turned to walk downstairs.

After it ended, the murmurs below reached Celia's ears.

Most of the students were amazed, marveling at Celia's strength, no wonder she won the Mage League championship.

In the scoring phase after the competition, Celia unsurprisingly received a perfect score.

Charlene also got a perfect score.

The practical assessments for second and third graders are based on Level 2 as the evaluation standard. They got full marks because that was the only set number of points available.

Afterwards, Benovia laughed and said, "Your skills are even better than some of the senior students who are judges. They can't even see through your level."

As she spoke, she exclaimed, "Celia is getting more and more amazing; she's so much better than us."

Celia: "...You came all this way to see me take the exam, just to say that?!"

Benovia stuck out her tongue. "Yes, isn't that right?"

"If you don't tell me, I'm leaving!"

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you."

Benovia looked around and said, "There are too many people here, it's not a good place to talk. Let's go somewhere else."

Celia nodded and followed Benovia to a deserted place.

Benovia's expression turned serious, and she said, "Celia, I would like to ask you to help me investigate someone."

"Who?"

"I do not know."

"?"

Are you kidding me?

It's always hard to write a new storyline...

Chapter 387 Mysterious Man

"It happened some time ago, before you came back."

Benovia slowly recounted the 'background story'.

"I was taking a walk that day when I suddenly sensed a pollution fluctuation nearby. When I rushed over, I found a mother kneeling on the ground, holding her child, barely alive, as if she had been suffering terribly..."

From Benovia's words, Celia roughly understood what had happened.

She happened to meet a mother and child. The mother was in her twenties and the child was a few months old. When Benovia went over to help her up, she refused, claiming that only by kneeling for a long time could she move the gods with her perseverance, receive a divine response, and save her child.

Benovia's examination revealed a demonic aura emanating from her child. It seemed that this demonic aura had contaminated her child, leaving him seemingly terminally ill, barely alive, but on the verge of death.

“When I was purifying her child, I discovered a problem: the pollution on the baby's body was not the cause of the illness. On the contrary, the pollution had a miraculous reaction with his disease, keeping the baby alive and preventing him from dying immediately.”

"I dare not purify that demonic energy, so I chose to go to the Holy Court to find Phil."

"Are we saved?" Celia asked.

Benovia nodded: "They're saved. Phil has been dealing with demonic energy for many years and is also a holy priest. She quickly dispelled the demonic energy from the baby and also cured the strange disease."

"That's good. So, who do you want me to investigate?"

“The mysterious person who made that mother kneel for so long, begging for a divine response,” Benovia said. “After questioning her, the mother said that she did this because she received an order from a high priest. This high priest, who came from who-knows-where, said that as long as she knelt for three days, she would receive a divine response, and she had to kneel in a place he designated.”

As she spoke, Benovia said with a solemn expression, "I would never let such a person go if I encountered him. However, the mother refuses to reveal any information about the 'High Priest,' so I would like you to help me investigate the background of that 'High Priest.'"

Celia pointed to herself: "Benovia, do you think I look like someone who can deduce and solve cases?"

Benovia said confidently, "It doesn't seem like it, but as long as Celia takes action, she will definitely be able to find it successfully. After all, you are the first saint to receive divine revelation!"

Celia: "...I don't think that will work. We're taking an exam right now, and it'll only be a few days after the exam before we have to raid the Deep Sea Aid Society. I can't possibly investigate anything in such a short time."

Benovia said, "We'll just investigate as it comes. The main thing is to see if the mother will relent and reveal the information about the 'High Priest' if you're the one to handle it."

"Why don't you go find the Knights of Discipline or the Knights of Law? They're the ones who are good at investigating these kinds of things."

Benovia said, "I feel that this matter is not as simple as it seems. Although the mother did not reveal the other party's whereabouts, she did reveal some things, such as that the 'high priest' did not take her money, but only told her that she had to do this to get the 'response of the gods'."

"I see. Then tell me where that mother is and what her name is. I'll go check her out this afternoon, but I can't guarantee I'll be able to find out anything."

After a pause, Celia added, "If you think that the person impersonating the high priest meant no harm and you can't find anything, there's really no need to investigate further."

Benovia said, "I know, I know, so please, Celia."

Celia nodded speechlessly, "Alright."

……

in the afternoon.

Following the address given by Benovia, Celia arrived at the outskirts of Shining City, in an area connected to the city but with low-rise buildings.

This area was originally a slum in Shining City. Later, the Holy Court spent money to build houses for the people in this area. These houses were not as luxurious as the high-rise buildings in Shining City. They were all simple four- or five-story houses, similar to matchboxes.

These 'matchboxes' are not one building per person, but one room per person, with shared toilets on each floor.

Seeing these low-rise buildings, Ross couldn't help but sigh, "This era is developing so strangely. It doesn't feel like a modern city at all. It looks like a combination of ancient and modern times, which is very awkward."

Celia didn't understand what Ross meant by a modern city. In her mind, wasn't Shining City a 'modern city'?

The house in front of us is where the mother Benovia mentioned lived.

The mother's name was Grace, and she lived on the second floor.

Celia, now disguised as an ordinary woman, was hesitating about whether to go up and what to say once she did.

Just then, a person with their head down walked past her toward the stairs.

"Let's go up and check the situation first."

Thinking it over, Celia followed the person and walked up, then suddenly froze.

She saw the man ahead walking towards Grace's house.

"This is... could it be the 'High Priest' that Benovia mentioned?"

Celia's heart skipped a beat.

What a coincidence!

"Unlikely, they were probably just visiting each other."

Celia used her disguise spell to blend into her environment, walked to the railing, pretended to look down, but actually pricked up her ears to listen to what was coming from inside.

"High Priest, you have finally arrived."

"Well, how's it going?"

“Thank you, my child is saved. That beautiful divine messenger took me to the Temple of Ember and had a beautiful angel heal my child. Her medical skills were as perfect as her face.”

"That's good."

"High Priest, without your guidance, we would never have encountered the divine messenger. Thank you so much, I..."

"No need to thank me. You should thank that 'messenger of God' and that 'beautiful angel.' They saved you, not me. I only made you kneel on the 'messenger of God's' inevitable path."

"Huh? Wasn't it because I received a divine response by kneeling?"

"God... never mind, it wasn't God who saved you, it was those two 'beautiful angels.' If you don't thank them but thank that so-called God, then you don't need to come looking for me anymore."

"I'm so sorry, High Priest, I was wrong. I should thank those two angels. You're right, the gods are all fake!"

"..."

Celia frowned slightly.

The so-called 'high priest' spoke in a voice that was neither male nor female. Judging from his conversation with Grace, he seemed to be scheming against Benovia, rather than actually making Grace kneel for three days while holding the child.

He seemed to know Benovia would pass by, noticed the demonic energy in Grace's child, and then took it to Phil to resolve.

In this situation, there is only one possibility for that 'high priest'—

Benovia's acquaintance.

Either they know Benovia and Phil very well.

who can that be?

As Celia pondered, the 'High Priest' emerged, head bowed, his features obscured.

Celia went straight to meet her.

"High Priest, I need your help."

Chapter 388 It’s actually her

"High Priest, I need your help."

Celia stood in front of the other person, looking at them.

The other person slowly raised their head. Celia's vision blurred, and before she could see clearly, the 'High Priest' jumped off the railing beside her and quickly left.

Celia frowned, cast Lightness and Speed ​​spells on herself, and followed after them.

Now that we've caught them, we should at least ask them what's going on.

"Don't run away, High Priest, I really have something urgent to discuss with you."

Celia shouted from behind.

She didn't run at full speed, pretending that she was just a first-tier mage and that she was having a hard time keeping up with the 'High Priest'.

In fact, she had already quietly locked onto the other person with her mental energy, ensuring that the other person would not leave the range of her mental lock.

Using mental power through the hands of a mage, unless one is stronger than Celia, they will not be able to detect it at all.

The opponent seemed to have realized that Celia was only a 'first-tier mage', and gradually slowed down.

Seeing this, Celia quickly followed.

Soon, the two arrived at an undeveloped wilderness park.

The high priest in front stopped, turned around, and looked at the panting Celia.

The High Priest's face was shrouded in mist, making it impossible to see his features.

"If you have anything to do, tell me."

He said.

The voice was still indistinguishable between male and female.

He was wearing a long robe, so it was impossible to judge his physique by his build.

Gender is irrelevant.