Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

The Saintess assessment requires the use of magic puppets, but the school does not provide the most crucial element of the magic puppet, the Magic Puppet Heart, which the Saintess candidates must find their own way to obtain.

"Why are you asking me these things?" Enarse asked curiously. "Does Celia need money?"

"There is a slight shortage."

"Are you short of money?"

A voice suddenly came from the side, and Celia's expression immediately turned cold.

"Just agree to one condition, and I'll give you as much as you want!"

It's Doris.

Chapter 10 History That Is Both True and False

“Miss Doris, if you are really worried, you can withdraw from the saintess competition. There’s no need to be so anxious.”

Celia showed no mercy to Doris.

"That Mir must have been sent by Doris. Humph, he'll make me back down if he has to step over my head! Trying to bribe me with gold coins? How naive!" Celia thought to herself angrily, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Ross chuckled and said, "You can use this as an excuse to make a big deal out of it."

"what?"

"For example, if she wants you to give up the election, you can make a request that she can't possibly fulfill, such as making her kneel down and call you master, or giving her all her family's assets."

"Ah, that's a good idea. As expected of you, Lord Evil God." Celia's eyes lit up.

Having received Ross's 'brilliant plan,' she continued without waiting for Doris to speak, "Actually, it's not impossible for me to agree to your request."

"If you agree... what? You agreed?" Doris was caught off guard, her eyes sparkling.

“But I have two conditions.” Celia made a yes gesture.

"What are your conditions? Tell me! How much money do you want? Is one hundred gold coins enough?"

Celia was a little embarrassed. The worst Puppet Heart only cost around 10 gold coins, and the better ones only cost around 50 gold coins. Doris took out 100 gold coins at once.

Those despicable nobles!

Celia resisted the temptation of money, took a deep breath, and said, "First, you also withdraw from the saintess election; second, call me master."

Doris, who had been looking forward to it, visibly froze her joy and gradually turned gloomy.

"Celia, I made this suggestion for your own good, so that you wouldn't lose the election and not even be able to become a bishop or priest... Since you've taken my good intentions for granted and are even insulting me like this, humph, just you wait and see!"

After saying that, Doris stormed off.

Fortunately, Celia had almost finished eating by then, otherwise she would have been so affected that she wouldn't be able to eat.

"Why is your Saintess election all about backstabbing and infighting?" Ross asked.

“Only Doris is like that. As for the others… I don’t know them very well. They rarely talk to me.”

"If the election for sainthood is like a political election with all the backstabbing and infighting, then the Holy Court is doomed."

"Only Doris is like that, she definitely can't become a saint... By the way, Mr. Ross, why did you make me ask Enarse about her job?"

"So that you can earn money to buy the Heart of the Puppet," Ross said mysteriously.

"Does this mean I should go to the library to help out?" Celia asked, puzzled.

I went to the library to help out, and I don't even know if I'll earn a single gold coin by the time I graduate.

"Of course not, I only earn a few coins helping out at the library... Wait, you're going to the library?"

"Um... I want to look up some information."

"Ask me what information you need, and I'll give you more accurate information than what's in the books."

"Regarding the history of the calamity era from one thousand to five hundred years ago."

"You want to confirm whether what I said yesterday was true?"

Celia didn't speak, she just nodded.

"That depends on how well the gods try to cover up the truth."

Entering the library, it was noon and the place was crowded. With the help of the librarian, Celia quickly found the book titled "The Age of Calamity".

This book mainly tells the story of the various disasters that occurred in the world after the great battle between the gods and the evil god Ross a thousand years ago.

Many major events occurred within this period, such as natural disasters, the "War of Calamities" that swept across the entire continent, and the beginning of the death of the gods...

Ross was also reading it. When he saw the description mentioning the deaths of the gods, he raised an eyebrow. "Gods died? And after I was sealed away?"

"According to the book, after you were sealed, a world war that affected all regions of the Starfall Continent took place, which was named the War of Calamity. The Age of Calamity refers to the impact that lasted for five hundred years after the War of Calamity."

"During this period, affected by various calamities, some deities, while governing, were unfortunately corrupted by evil spirits and died in agony..."

"What kind of calamity could kill even a god?" Ross couldn't help but wonder what could have caused the death of a god.

Unfortunately, although the book is titled "The Age of Calamity," it lacks detailed descriptions and does not elaborate on the reasons for the gods' deaths, only mentioning that they died from contamination and invasion.

The most famous "War of Calamities" doesn't have a detailed beginning or turning point. Many parts use euphemisms or vague descriptions, such as the earthquake trembling and the gods' fear.

In short, after the gods defeated the evil god Ross, the anomaly caused countless people across the continent to be corrupted, and some powerful beings even broke through their limits and were able to contend with the gods.

The gods led the remaining humans and other races in a battle against the mutations. This battle lasted a long time before most of the mutations were wiped out, ending the "War of Calamity".

After the War of Calamities, the gods were forced into slumber, with only a small number of deities remaining active. They established the Holy Court, resolved the final calamity and pollution, and then also fell into silence, returning the world to humanity.

This book seems to have been compiled later by combining various historical records and poems. It basically contains no actual battlefield conditions, only descriptions from God's perspective.

It's unclear how much of it is exaggerated, but overall, it gave Ross a basic understanding of what happened during the thousand years that were skipped, giving him some insight.

"So, after the Age of Calamity ended, all the gods went into slumber?"

If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have been so cautious!

Just go for it... Oh, I can't get it going. Celia is too weak and doesn't support me getting it going.

“The sacred words say that after the Age of Calamity, the gods seemed to have disappeared. Every generation of saintesses prayed, but none of them received a response from the gods.”

As Celia spoke, she couldn't help but glance at Ross.

Except for me.

"Why does it make it sound like the gods are so weak? If my corruption after death could destroy the gods, would they have joined forces to seal me away?" Ross was speechless.

If the gods were that weak, I certainly wouldn't have been beaten up back then. No matter how many ants there were, I could have wiped them all out with a couple of rolls.

There must be many facts buried here.

Ross only believed in the parts of the gods that were asleep or dead; he questioned the others.

"And then what happened after the Age of Calamity ended?" Ross asked again.

As instructed, Celia found a history book titled "The Germination Era," which recounts the end of the Age of Calamity.

With the gods no longer visible, the Holy Court, which left behind, led humanity to multiply and thrive, searching for magical techniques lost during the Age of Calamity. As the population grew rapidly, some regions began to resent the Holy Court's rule, leading to independence movements.

At first, the Holy Court's knights easily suppressed the situation, but this did not last long. Because the gods never appeared and the internal forces of the Holy Court were complex, 300 years after the end of the calamity, the areas around the Holy Court became independent one after another, eventually splitting into four great empires and the Holy Court, as well as some small kingdoms that outwardly obeyed the Holy Court's orders but had become autonomous.

By now, the Holy Court's influence has been greatly weakened. Even the core area of ​​the Holy Court has been established as a separate royal court to counter the four great empires. This is a product of the Holy Court's compromise.

They are gradually transforming from imperial rulers into purely religious figures.

However, they still wield considerable influence, even within the four separate empires.

As Celia rapidly flipped through the book, Ross gradually gained a clear understanding of the human forces at play in this world.

Chapter 11 Evil God, please help me!

Celia's courses are similar to those of a regular university major. Although the courses don't seem very demanding, her days are packed with classes.

In addition to compulsory courses such as meditation, holy words, puppets, and spells, there are elective courses such as potions, scrolls, magic circles, and runes, as well as less important but compulsory courses such as materials, flight, history, and the code of conduct for sorcerers.

Ross saw her pull out her timetable and stare at the messy schedule in silence.

"Are these all things that must be learned?"

"No, apart from the four compulsory courses, as long as the theory of the others is up to standard, it's fine. The Holy Court required me to take so many courses. They said that even if a saint doesn't understand medicine making, she should at least understand the principles of medicine and recognize the potions. The same goes for scrolls, magic arrays, and runes."

"Yes, you have one-tenth of my former charm."

Ross lies as easily as he speaks normally, and he even believes his own lies.

In a sense, that's true. When you grind games day and night, doesn't the character you control learn everything?

"What's the explanation for this flight lesson?"

"The course is designed to help everyone relax. After the teacher teaches us how to fly, we are allowed to fly freely. As long as we don't violate the flight rules, there shouldn't be any problems."

Oh, PE class.

"It's just that there are only flight lessons on Friday afternoons a week. It would be great if there were lessons every day."

What are you thinking, kid? You should be grateful your PE class isn't taken over.

The afternoon classes were also very packed, not ending until 6 p.m.

Just as Celia was about to go to eat, Enars approached her and whispered in her ear, "Celia, I just found a job that's perfect for you to make money. Do you want it?"

"What kind of job?" Celia looked up.

Just when she thought Enars would choose one of the three options—puppetry, medicine making, or scrolls—Enars mentioned something unexpected—

Do you know about flying competitions?

"Flying competition?"

Do we still have this kind of competition?

"I'm only telling you this, so don't tell anyone else," Enarse whispered.

Celia sat up straight immediately and nodded. "Don't worry, I definitely won't tell anyone."

"This flight competition was not organized by the school; it was conducted privately by senior students during their flight lessons every Friday."

"The money-making job you're talking about, is it asking me to run errands for the flying competition?"

"Of course not. You're a prospective saintess; they definitely won't hire you to run errands."

"Besides, running errands for this kind of competition doesn't cost much. What I'm saying is, if you participate in this competition and win first place, you can take all the money from everyone else."

"Take all the other people's money?"

“I don’t know what happened either. I heard it from a senior student. I heard that the prize money for first place is nearly 20 gold coins! So much money… I’m tempted. Celia, you can give it a try.”

"It doesn't meet the standards at all. If I go there, will they let me participate?"

Celia refers to her status as a saint.

"Uh... I don't know, I'm just offering a suggestion. Whether you go or not is up to you."

"I will think about it."

"It's okay, it's okay whether you participate or not. It's only Monday today, there are still several days left. I heard that they register on Wednesday and Thursday. If you're interested, I can help you find out how to register."

"Okay, thank you, Enarse. Let's go eat together."

"Okay!"

"..."

"Go and participate."

On her way to the cafeteria, Celia heard Ross's words echoing in her mind.

"Are you really going?" Celia hesitated. "That kind of competition...it'll definitely violate the flight rules, right? What if the teacher catches us..."

"If you're afraid of even this, how can you expect to make big money?" Ross found it somewhat amusing, sensing Celia's strong desire to participate.

This kind of slightly stimulating thing has a certain attraction for Celia, probably just like yesterday when she touched the evil god statue without permission. The more forbidden something is, the more she wants to try it.

Celia didn't have many ideas at first, but when Ross brought it up, she started to think about it, although she was still a little worried.

"But I've only had a few flying lessons and I'm not even proficient at flying yet. Can I outfly those senior students?"

"With me here, what is there to be afraid of?"

Celia was terrified: "You...you're not planning to curse all the contestants, are you?"