Ross quickly knocked Ethel down again and threatened fiercely, "If you don't keep working, I'll tear down your temple."

"you……"

Ethel snorted, dusted himself off, got up, and went to carry the boulder.

Suddenly he realized.

Wait a minute, isn't this temple Rose's?

If he wants to destroy it, let him destroy it. What does it have to do with me?

Ethel grew angrier the more she thought about it.

He snorted, stomped his foot, and several huge rocks flew out in front of him. He used his divine power to lift them up and walk towards the open space next to the temple.

Ross squinted and immediately understood Ethel's actions.

This person... this god couldn't defeat him, but wanted to rebel, so he ignored the previous rule that he was forbidden from using divine power and directly used his divine power to lift the stones to build a house.

Ross thought about it and decided to pretend he didn't see it.

……

the next day.

Celia and the others arrived at the empty square of the camp.

At this moment, Blake and Melina had arrived and were talking to their school tutor.

After all the students had gathered, Blake stood up and began to speak.

Today is the students' last day at the camp.

This speech is the one given after the trial ends. After the trial, they will return to school under the guidance of their mentors, or they can apply to stay and go home directly instead of returning to school.

There's not much to say about the process.

This time, Celia refused to speak on stage, and her reason was one that Blake could not refute.

"Last time we spoke about conquering ancient ruins, this time it's about conquering heretics. It's different from the ancient ruins, speaking up there would be too conspicuous. What if we get targeted by other heretics or remnant sorcerers?"

After much deliberation, Blake abandoned the idea of ​​having Celia or the Saintess Squad give a speech on stage.

Below the stage, Doris stared at Blake above and whispered, "Did you see that? The principal looks like he's been beaten up; he has bruises on his face."

The others immediately looked at her, their eyes filled with shock.

How dare you say that?

Anke said, "Yesterday, the principal and Bishop Melina were at the forefront. Isn't it normal for them to get injured?"

Doris suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

Celia noticed that Blake's gaze swept over Doris, and she couldn't help but feel worried for Doris.

If it weren't for Anke, Doris might have been targeted by the principal.

While others might not know, Celia did know why Blake had marks on his body.

These marks are the kind that come from real, hard punches, clearly not left by a normal battle.

There is only one possibility: Blake brought the Deep Sea leader back, but did not escape the Holy Lord's capture.

Celia thought to herself, and waited until Principal Blake finished speaking before each team's mentor went on stage to give their evaluation of their respective teams.

Then the trial's 'closing ceremony' came to an end.

Celia found Elena and said, "Mentor Elena, I plan to stay here for two more days and won't go back yet."

Elena said, "I could agree to it if it were anyone else, but Celia, you'll have to go to the principal and ask for his permission."

She paused for a moment, then added, "We may also need to obtain Archbishop Melina's consent."

Celia tilted her head: "Why?"

Elena said irritably, "It's all because you take risks so easily that even the principal is scared."

Celia blinked innocently: "I didn't take any risks, and I'm fine. I wasn't hurt at all."

"..." Elena was speechless.

Going straight into a sixth-tier mage, how could you possibly have a chance to get injured?

Either you are unharmed, or you die.

There is no third option.

Chapter 448 Celia won't tell.

“Celia, don’t ask me about this, ask the Holy Lord.”

Blake was lying on a strangely shaped magical device, like a chair.

The back of the chair was covered with countless magic array nodes, each node emitting a faint glow and then producing a series of muffled explosions.

Celia stared at him for a moment before realizing that Blake was giving her a massage.

Using a magic circle to generate a light-based magical explosion to massage the body? The principal really knows how to enjoy himself.

Celia thought to herself.

"Principal, do you really disagree?"

Blake squinted, enjoying the magic bombarding his back, and waved his hand: "I disagree, I don't want to be chased and beaten by the Holy Lord again."

"Alright then." Celia left disappointed, muttering, "Looks like I'll have to play the disappearing act again."

Blake jumped up from his chair. "Wait, what are you trying to do?!"

Celia turned around and said, "I'm going to 'disappear' for a while, Headmaster. Don't worry, I'm just going to go deep into the sea to see what's there and whether the legendary Tranquil Sea is really tranquil. Don't worry."

Blake's face darkened: "Even I dare not venture deep into the ocean, what are you doing there? You're not allowed to go."

Celia said innocently, "Since the principal won't let me stay here for a couple more days, I guess I'll just have to go to the deep sea to clear my head. Is there anything wrong with that?"

As she spoke, she slapped her forehead and said, "Oh, don't worry, Principal. When the Holy Lord asks, I will tell him that this matter has nothing to do with you, Principal, and that the Holy Lord will not blame you."

Blake: "..."

After a long pause, he sat down again and said helplessly, "Alright, tell me, what do you want to do here?"

Celia said earnestly, "I want to solve the problem of the Golden Apple Stone Forest."

Blake was taken aback and asked in surprise, "You want to solve the pollution problem in the Golden Apple Stone Forest?"

Celia nodded.

Blake stood up again. "Are you confident?"

Celia shook her head.

Blake thought for a moment and said, "Research is fine, but you can't take unnecessary risks. If you do it again, I won't be able to grant you permission as easily as I do now."

Celia nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely not take any risks."

Unfortunately, in Blake's eyes, Celia's guarantee was completely unreliable.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "No, I still need to communicate with the Holy Lord. Only if the Holy Lord agrees can you stay and conduct research. By the way, it would be best to tell that old guy Xiu En."

“This is so troublesome…” Celia muttered.

Blake walked straight outside.

"Let me explain it to you."

Reaching the doorway, he paused, turned back, and said, "Don't lie down on that chair; it's not a place you can handle."

Celia abandoned her idea of ​​lying on the exploding chair and nodded seriously: "I won't."

Blake nodded and left.

Celia looked at the exploding chair, which fell silent again as Blake left.

After much deliberation, her reason prevailed over her curiosity.

"Forget it, I'll consider trying this weird thing later."

……

in the afternoon.

While everyone else in the room was tidying up, Celia picked up a scroll and started drawing randomly.

Benovia looked over and asked, "Celia, aren't you planning to go back?"

Without looking up, Celia said, "I'll be staying here for two days to assist Bishop Melina in investigating the Golden Apple Stone Forest."

Doris volunteered: "Need help... ugh, I don't think you can handle this by yourself. If you'd like, I might reluctantly stay."

Celia remained silent, ignoring the expectant look on her face.

If she had said "no," Doris would probably have gone along with her and stayed.

Benovia laughed and said, "Doris, you're not allowed to stay in your house any longer than you want."

"Tch, that family. I'll be the first to be judged when I become a saint."

Celia's ears perked up.

Unfortunately, Doris did not continue.

Benovia looked at Anke and asked, "Anke, what are your plans for the holiday?"

Anke said, "I'm planning to go to the Blue Dragon Empire for a visit. I heard the weather there is still quite warm, and there are lots of fun things to do."

"And you?" Benovia asked Doris.

"Go home, beat people up, and then find an ancient ruin to hide in," Doris said succinctly.

"Looks like another ruin is about to be conquered." Benovia smiled slightly, looked at Celia, and asked, "Celia, what are you planning to do after you go back in a couple of days?"

"I haven't decided yet, we'll see when the time comes. Anyway, I'll go home first," Celia said.

She looked up at Benovia: "And you?"

Benovia thought for a moment, "Let's read a book."

"Reading a book?" Everyone looked at her.

Benovia said, "Besides reading, I don't know what else to do."

An Ke said, "How about we go to the Blue Dragon Empire together?"

Benovia shook her head: "I can't go, my family won't let me."

Doris immediately said, "Just beat them all up."

Benovia smiled and said, "Good idea. I'll do it when I'm strong enough. For now... I can only listen."

Doris sighed, "It seems we're in the same boat."

Celia said, "When you go back, please check on Phil's situation."

"Do not worry."

"..."

Gradually, the whole room quieted down.

Celia became obsessed with scroll painting.

After a long while, she looked up and casually said, "Benovia, could you get me some... I forgot, they've all left."

For no apparent reason, Celia felt a sense of loneliness.

Just then, the materials she needed flew in an arc and landed beside her.

Celia looked over and saw Ross standing there.

The feeling of loneliness quickly dissipated.

"Thank you, Lord Ross (〃'▽'〃)"

I am not alone.

Lord Ross has always been here.

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