Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

Celia felt a little uneasy, but she returned to the lecture hall anyway.

Enarse also came in and sat down next to Celia.

Suddenly noticing that the others didn't seem very surprised by Enars's puppet, Celia couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Enars, isn't this your first puppet training class today?"

Ainael was taken aback, then nodded. "Yes... I arrived yesterday."

Were there any puppet training classes yesterday?

Celia wondered aloud, then realized that the schedules of ordinary students were different from hers.

She only had two puppet training classes a week, while others had three to four.

Today, Abros's theory session will focus on a practical analysis, dissecting the application of magic and various details in the actual combat process from different angles.

Celia listened attentively, but after thinking about it carefully, she realized that she could do even better than the person in the case.

Because she possesses the ever-changing magician's hand.

After the theory session, it was time for training.

Enarse looked at Celia: "Once the puppet is fixed, can I train with you?"

Celia smiled and nodded happily: "Of course, I can't wait!"

After watching Enarse and Abros leave, Celia went to the training ground to prepare for a solo test, when someone approached her.

"Celia, why haven't you come to training sessions these past two weeks?"

It's Doris.

The five candidates for sainthood mostly didn't take classes together, except for puppet training, where they could still interact in class.

The others didn't interact with her, but Doris wanted to recapture the feeling she had during her first puppet class whenever she saw her.

It's the same this time.

Celia smiled.

"You've come at the perfect time; I just happen to need a target."

Doris: "?"

Chapter 89 Your real move seems like you're holding back.

Since the first training session when Celia's puppet was smashed, and Doris replaced it with an almost brand new one, Celia has been very casual about training with Doris ever since.

Especially after accidentally damaging the puppet.

That wasn't just a casual hope; it was a genuine wish that Doris would break the puppet again.

Unfortunately, Doris wasn't stupid. She didn't get angry afterward, and everything was done in moderation. There was no repeat of the first time when she smashed the puppet.

Instead, she realized that Celia wasn't taking it seriously and was very dissatisfied.

This time was no different. She sneered, "Target? You should try to shoot seriously first. If you're afraid of losing, you might as well give up your qualification sooner rather than later."

"It's not like you'll succeed if you give up." Celia glanced at Benovia not far away. Benovia wasn't sparring with anyone; she was just practicing magic alone with a dummy.

Seemingly sensing Celia's gaze, she looked up, met Celia's eyes, and gave her a smile.

Celia suddenly had the idea of ​​asking her to train.

But then he quickly thought of the other person's usual demeanor and figured they probably wouldn't develop anything from it.

Besides, the other person never spars with anyone, so I might be rejected. I'd better not.

Why look for a distant target when there is one readily available?

"I'm casual about training with you because you can't beat me at all. You don't actually think you can beat me, do you?" Celia said casually.

She knew Doris would be furious at this clumsy provocation.

"You think you can take it? Come on, so confident, I'll smash your puppet to pieces!"

Doris jumped directly into a training field and waved to Celia.

"Come on, this time I'm going to smash your puppet to pieces, whether you like it or not! I'll shatter the puppet's heart!"

Celia smiled and walked into the training field.

The two puppets stood before them, like Pokémon and their trainers in a duel.

"Come on, you attack first, so you won't say I'm bullying you," Doris snorted.

"That's what you said."

Celia has given the puppet the order to charge at Doris's puppet.

The fastest way to test spinal performance is to have the puppet engage in melee combat.

In melee combat, all parts of the body need to transmit responses to the Puppet Heart in the head through the spine, and the Puppet Heart also needs to transmit response methods to all parts of the body through the spine.

This back-and-forth process reveals whether the spine is healthy or not.

Poor spinal reflexes can cause a slow reaction time, leading to being defeated by the opponent during close combat.

Generally speaking, a natural puppet heart can handle most sudden attacks. What limits a puppet's ability to fight back is often the insufficient strength of the materials used in its body and the delay in information transmission.

Celia did not use magic, but only used the Mage's Hand to assist the puppet in making judgments. After getting close to Doris's puppet, she first threw a random punch. After the puppet dodged the punch and began to counterattack, she began to focus on dodging the attacks, feeling the performance of her spine in the process.

"Very fast!"

Doris's counterattack seemed to be slowed down in Celia's eyes, just like when she first faced Doris.

The difference was that her puppet was much weaker that time, making it extremely difficult for her to even dodge.

This time, when the Puppet Heart calculated the opponent's attack, it transmitted an evasion command to its body. Not only did it respond quickly, but it could even reach out and tickle Doris's puppet.

"Doris's puppet attack speed seems to be slower?"

"No, it's that my mage skills have improved even further!"

The mage's hand transformed spiritual energy into threads, firmly locking all the joints of the Doris puppet, ensuring that no subtle change escaped her perception.

No matter how Doris commanded the puppet to attack, she couldn't hit Celia's puppet.

"You're using this trick again, aren't you?" Doris snorted, her voice tinged with the familiar slipperiness of an eel. "Then let's get serious. Don't tell me you haven't downloaded any spells onto the puppet yet."

"Remember to really go all out, don't hold back," Celia replied with a grin.

Doris's puppet drew a longsword, which flipped and, as before, was engulfed in flames. Along with the flames appeared a wind spell, causing the flames on the longsword to leap two and a half meters.

Then, the puppet's speed doubled, and it instantly arrived next to Celia's puppet.

Once, when Doris used this move, Celia felt that the puppet's speed exceeded the limits of the mage's hand's perception, making it impossible for her to transmit information to the puppet in time. The puppet's sluggishness also prevented it from automatically avoiding such a fast speed, resulting in the puppet being destroyed with a single sword strike.

It is different now.

Although Doris's puppet was fast, Celia still felt it was within her perception range.

Everything the mage's hand senses is quickly transmitted to the puppet's heart, which then instantly calculates the opponent's attack trajectory and devises a countermeasure, transmitting the information from the spine to all parts of the body.

The message was transmitted almost instantly, and the puppet's limbs reacted.

He raised both hands, and an ice wall appeared in one hand, which he then closed in the middle without hesitation.

The longsword just blocked the charging puppet!

However, the impact was not so easily countered; Celia's puppet was dragged back three steps by the sword before it stopped.

"You think you can stop my flaming sword with just an ice wall?"

The sword flipped.

Bah!

The ice wall shattered with a crash.

Celia did not turn the shattered fragments of the ice wall into ice blades or ice spikes.

Because it was destroyed by the enemy, not by her own volition.

Ice walls that are not actively destroyed cannot be converted into other spells.

Of course, you can also deliberately break the ice wall when you sense that the other party is about to break it, creating the illusion that you have broken the other party, and then use this to trigger other spells.

But Celia didn't do that.

After the ice wall shattered, she made the puppet take two steps back and then unleashed an ice blade attack.

"Ice Blade Impact is no match for my combination magic!"

Facing the ice blade, Doris's puppet raised her longsword and with a single slash, easily destroyed the ice blade.

But just as the puppet shattered the ice blade, Doris suddenly felt a power coming from behind the puppet.

It was a fireball, which suddenly appeared behind the puppet and lightly struck it.

A fireball is insignificant to a puppet, especially when used by a puppet with opposing attributes.

Doris felt like she had been tricked.

"Who would go and break someone else's magic? Isn't this giving them an opportunity?"

Celia's voice drifted over.

"I underestimated you. But with such a little trick, even if you used other spells, this is about the same level you could achieve."

Doris retorted sarcastically, but her puppet attacks became even more ferocious.

However, the previously defenseless Celia puppet was now skillfully dodging any melee attacks.

Even area-of-effect attacks can be anticipated in time or even in advance, allowing for the use of magic or finding weaknesses to break through.

Doris was increasingly shocked as she looked at it.

She knew that after she gave Celia the materials for her puppet, Celia's puppet would become stronger, but it was absolutely impossible for it to become this much stronger.

There's only one possibility: Celia has become stronger.

Just then, Celia's light, airy voice came from behind.

"Miss Doris, get serious already! Why are you still holding back?"

Doris blushed on the spot.

I'm having severe writer's block, so I'll only be posting three chapters now, and the remaining two tonight.

Chapter 90: Did he make you cry?

"Miss Doris, get serious already! Why are you still holding back?"

Celia calmly manipulated the puppet to dodge Doris's puppet attacks. Seeing Doris's reddened face, she smiled and added another sentence:

“You know what? Miss Doris, your puppet’s attacks are like whining, baby.”

boom!

Doris's puppet burst into flames, like a messenger returned from hell.

A gust of wind started to blow across the field.

Celia noticed that Doris's forehead was covered in sweat and her face was visibly pale.

Huh? No, wait, this move looks like it's about to explode?

Is she so easily flattered?

Celia quickly mustered all her strength.

But just then, a voice suddenly came from outside.

"You two, that's enough. Stop now."

Along with the sound came a strange magical force that acted on Doris and her puppet, causing the rising flames to slowly diminish and eventually disappear.

Doris looked out of the training field and saw Abros. She immediately said with dissatisfaction, "Professor Abros, our training is not over yet. Why are you stopping it?"

"Look what you're doing! Is this live-fire training? If we let you continue like this, we don't know if Celia will get hurt, but you'll be carried out of here."

Doris didn't say anything, but tears welled up in her eyes, and her lips were so full of grievance that they could hang oil bottles on them.

Although this was due to Doris's inability to accept defeat, the understanding Celia still apologized to her: "I'm sorry, Miss Doris, I didn't expect you to be so fragile."