Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

"Since you're such a homebody and still have money, then work hard on your cultivation and reach the fourth level as soon as possible. Then I'll take you out for a spin."

Ross's phantom image dissipated, and the focus returned to Celia.

Although he could multitask and simultaneously grant divine pronouncements to two young girls, he didn't like multitasking and felt there was no need to rush.

If they were in a hurry, they wouldn't have let Celia grow up rather than giving her a free rein; they would have forced her to improve her strength rapidly.

All the gods have ways to force-feed their followers to increase their combat power, and Ross certainly does too.

If he wanted to, he could guarantee that Celia could reach level six within a year, at the cost of her future being permanently ruined.

No rush, take your time.

Moreover, there are some interesting developments in this operation that await discovery.

Chapter 408 Celia Refuses!

"Listen up, we're here to fulfill a request from the Holy Court, not to cause trouble. Once inside the Holy Court's camp, don't use foul language, don't look at female knights with lewd eyes, and don't act blasphemously, understand?"

"I know, I know, Commander, how many times have you said that? Do you think we're deaf?"

“Yeah, we don’t like any of those poems about goblins and Holy Knights.”

"You still say it!"

"Ahem, I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore."

Outside the Holy Court's encampment, a group of mercenaries were walking towards the camp.

The lead mercenary picked at his ear and said, "If you guys didn't always stare at women so openly, like you haven't seen a woman in ten years, I wouldn't have said so much. The Holy Court's Knights aren't some random Tom, Dick, or Harry. If they make a move, I can't stop them."

The mercenary said, "Commander Donier, I feel this mission is very dangerous."

Dornier nodded: "Of course there's danger. The Holy See's commissions are so high-paying, it would be strange if they weren't dangerous. We only accept them because they're dangerous; otherwise, we wouldn't come!"

As he spoke, he looked at the knights stationed at the camp in front of him and handed over the badge of his mercenary group.

The garrison knight glanced at it, "The Blade Mercenary Group?"

Donier nodded.

"Okay, let's go in."

As the group entered the camp, they saw the paved roads and neat houses, and looked on with envy.

One of the mercenaries whispered, "If only we could stay in such nice places when we're on a mission."

Dornier turned around: "You can stay here if you have money."

As they were talking, they suddenly heard a commotion coming from ahead.

Then they saw two older men following behind a beautiful young woman, speaking in hushed tones as if they were saying something.

Donier recognized the two older men: "It's Archbishop Melina and Archbishop Black, they..."

Dornier stared in surprise at the two of them.

The other mercenaries were also shocked.

The Archbishop of the Holy See naturally enjoys a high level of fame.

But why would two people with such high profiles follow a little girl around in such a humble manner?

Is she the Holy Lord? Or the Holy Maiden?

The little girl, whose beauty rivaled that of a goddess, pouted angrily: "Don't follow me! You're going so fast, do you think I'm some kind of unlicensed worker?!"

Melina pleaded, "Isn't this an attack on the main camp? The situation is critical, Celia, please."

"I'm so tired! I feel like throwing up whenever I see a scroll!"

Blake also spoke humbly: "Celia, you don't need to go and annihilate the heretical strongholds. Just focus on drawing the scrolls. Don't worry, I'll give you full marks in the holiday trial."

"No, I'd rather go and attack the stronghold now."

"We can't fight without your scrolls. Here's what we'll do: we'll donate 1 gold coin for each scroll you use!"

Celia stopped, rubbing her forehead, and said, "Alright, but could you find some sorcerers? I don't expect them to be able to draw the whole thing, but at least help me draw most of the simple patterns. I can't do much by myself."

"Okay, we'll get on it right away!"

"..."

The Blade Mercenary Group watched the three men walk past them and leave, exchanging bewildered glances.

"What kind of scroll is so powerful?"

"You can't get through without the scroll?"

"And only one little girl could make a scroll? That's a lie, isn't it?"

Dornier coughed and said, "Alright, that's enough. Keep this a secret. Don't tell anyone, understand?"

All the mercenaries nodded immediately.

They can't afford to mess with the archbishop.

If you offend others, your mercenary career is over.

Donil led his teammates to the mercenary reception area, where priests from the Holy Court were distributing commissions to mercenary groups.

Donier stepped forward and handed over the mercenary badge. "Hello, High Priest, we need to accept the mission to raid the stronghold."

The priest looked at Donier and nodded: "Blade Mercenary Group, very good. Your courage deserves our praise and the favor of the gods."

With that, the priest took the badge, operated it on the Protoss network for a while, and then handed over the two scrolls along with the badge.

"These two scrolls are for dealing with fourth-order heretics."

Donier was stunned: "What? Fourth tier?"

The priest said, "Although your target is low-risk, due to the special nature of heretics, they will sacrifice believers to temporarily make a heretic reach the strength of the fourth rank. But don't worry, without a fourth-rank heretic in charge of the stronghold, even if the heretic is raised to the fourth rank, the heretic's strength is not very strong. These two scrolls can solve the problem."

Then, the priest solemnly instructed, "Remember, use the scroll marked in red first, then the other one that is not marked. If you use them in reverse, you will be in danger."

"What danger?" a mercenary asked.

“You will die on the spot,” the priest said. “The unmarked one is a purification scroll. If you use it first, it will trigger a pollution riot that even a fourth-tier mage cannot stop.”

Everyone gasped.

Captain Donier nodded seriously: "I understand!"

As they left the camp, one of the mercenaries remarked, "Could this scroll have been drawn by that girl?"

Donier examined the scroll for a few moments, noticing the markings, and nodded: "It should be."

He carefully put the scroll away and sighed, "I never imagined that the first time I would touch a high-level scroll would be when I was on a mission with the Holy Court."

"As expected of the Holy Court, they are indeed wealthy!"

……

Celia was speechless.

Ever since Melina tasted the benefits of scrolls, she has shamelessly come to ask her to draw something every day.

These scrolls were not only used by the Knights of the Law and schools, but were also given to powerful mercenary groups, who were commissioned to deal with heretical strongholds.

Although Melina did not delay paying her 'wages', after working for half a month, Celia didn't want to continue.

All she did was draw scrolls all day long, just like mining for others. Even though gold coins were pouring in, she was disgusted by it.

"I feel nauseous just looking at scrolls!"

The girl shouted at the cliff.

Ross's phantom appeared beside her, amused, "Didn't you start out just to make scrolls and earn gold coins? How come you don't want to do it anymore after you've made some?"

During this time, I made scrolls for Melina, charging only for materials and labor for each scroll. Even after sharing the money with Benovia and others, Celia's savings still exceeded 2000 gold coins. Of course, Melina didn't carry so many gold coins with her. She gave Celia two cards, which were bank cards from the merchant guild operated by the Holy Court. Each card could be exchanged for 1000 gold coins.

Celia took out two cards that looked like amethyst crystals and examined them in the sunlight.

"Although I like gold coins, I can't force myself to earn them! As long as I have enough gold coins, that's fine."

The girl put away the card and boarded her flying broom.

"Anyway, I'm not doing this today! I'm going to go to Leites City and spend a fortune!"

Ross looked at her with amusement. "Go ahead, there's something really interesting waiting for you in Lights City."

Celia put down the broom. "Then I won't go."

Ross smiled at her: "Do you want to see Lightnes City explode and go up into the sky? If you want to see that, you don't need to go."

"what?!"

Celia immediately boarded her flying broom and sped off.

It's done!

Chapter 409 Celia: Can't you let me play for a while before you cause trouble?

"Lord Ross, what about the dangerous incident you mentioned?"

"I lied to you."

"???"

Inside the city of Leites, Celia kept her eyes and ears open, trying to find something that could blow the city of Leites into the sky, but she couldn't find it after a long time.

Unable to resist asking Ross, the girl's expression became quite interesting after receiving the answer.

So Celia stopped talking.

Her lips are so pouty they could hang a soy sauce bottle on them.

While strolling around, I unknowingly found myself under the giant lighthouse again.

It was already afternoon, and the weather was perfect.

Celia looked down at the beach, a longing gleam in her eyes.

Ross's voice came through: "Go if you want to. Don't worry, what's meant to come will come, it won't stop just because you don't go."

Celia was taken aback: "Are there sea monsters in the sea?"

"do not know."

"..."

Ross laughed and said, "Don't doubt yourself. Why think that these bad things happened because of your arrival, instead of thinking that it was your arrival that solved these bad things?"

“You keep saying it’s all a coincidence, and you’ve even started to believe it yourself. How can that be? You need to think like this: ‘I’m here to solve the problem,’ not ‘The problem only arose because I came here.’”

Celia looked at Ross expectantly: "What kind of person do you think I am, Lord Ross?"

Ross chuckled and said, "Of course, you're the one to solve the problems and be the savior."

Celia's smile was like a drop of water falling into a calm lake, slowly rippling.

Feeling relaxed and free from pressure, the girl quickly went to the beach.

She remembered that she had come to the beach once in her dream, and she had come with Ross.

And this time is no exception.

Celia opened her arms wide, "The sea, here I come!"

boom!

An explosion rang out from the sea, sending a spray of water high into the air, as if welcoming Celia's arrival.

Celia's smile vanished.

She saw a huge shark leap high into the air during the explosion, arc across the shore, and crash into the beach.

The girl's expression turned melancholy.

"At least let me play for a bit first, you jerk!"

At that moment, many ordinary people were playing on the beach when the sudden explosion and the large fish immediately threw everyone into a panic.

Everyone was running towards the shore.