Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

That's why she came into contact with Hiro.

The people of the Hiro Society said that their god was a great god, and during His reign, the magic and technology of Starfall Continent advanced rapidly, and everyone had bread and beef.

She simply thought it was an era that once existed in lost ancient history.

But now it seems...

"It's very similar to the evil god recorded by the Abyss Order... However, the Hiro Society is not the Abyss Order, and He... doesn't seem like an evil god."

Benovia's gaze gradually hardened.

"He answered my wish, so He is the best god, and I will pay any price!"

Benovia gradually felt relieved, and then excited.

"From this moment forward, I will be Lord Ross's most loyal follower. Can any other believer receive such a response from the divine?!"

The girl looked up at the bosses who had been unfrozen and were charging towards her.

She felt the surging magic within her.

"Behold! Dukes, this is the power of my bond with the gods!"

Ross, who was secretly observing, sighed.

Something's off about this girl.

Has he turned into a brainless fan?

Chapter 107 Lord Ross has been away frequently lately

A new day, morning.

When Celia left her dormitory to go to class, she found Benovia downstairs.

She looked at Celia and said directly, "Celia, I want to ask you something, is that convenient?"

If it were Doris, Celia would immediately refuse, but she still has feelings for Benovia.

The girl hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Let's talk over there."

This is downstairs in the dormitory building, and there are many students coming and going.

The two arrived at a secluded spot. Benovia looked around, then leaned closer and whispered, "Do you know His name?"

"He?" Celia looked puzzled. "You mean..."

Benovia lip-read the words 'Hero Meeting'.

Celia suddenly realized, then shook her head. "I don't know."

Benovia nodded and asked in a low voice, "You've cleaned up the Abyss Order's strongholds, so you should know about this one of the Twelve Heretics, right?"

Celia nodded. "Yes, I know a little about it. What's wrong?"

The girl didn't quite understand what was wrong with Benovia today; she was acting mysteriously and asking questions she had already confirmed.

"The Abyss Cult proclaims that the evil god Ross was once the ruler of the world, and that he brought equality and bread to the world."

Benovia paused, then whispered, "Are there...records there that say gods once ruled the continent, bringing peace to the world and ending hunger?"

Celia nodded, then asked疑惑地问道, "What are you trying to say?"

"Do you think the Abyss Order and Xi... are related?"

“Absolutely impossible,” Celia retorted immediately. “The Abyss Order is just using Ross’s name to shout slogans and hold mass sacrifices all day long. They not only don’t bring bread to their followers, but they also demand bread from them. Meanwhile, they are operating in secret, giving bread and magic to the poor. These are two completely different purposes.”

Benovia nodded. "I think it's okay too, but I'm wondering... do the two gods have many similarities in their descriptions? Do you think they are... the same one?"

A strange look flashed in Celia's eyes, then she shook her head and said, "I don't know, but I don't think so."

Benovia glanced at Celia thoughtfully, nodded without saying a word, and left.

Celia watched her walk away, puzzled, not quite understanding what she was thinking.

Did she discover something and think that Hiro and the god worshipped by the Abyss Order are the same one, namely the only evil god recognized by the gods, Ross?

That seems unlikely. Otherwise, why wouldn't Lord Ross feel anything when he saw Hiro?

Moreover, no pagan religion would claim that its god is a wicked villain; instead, they would say that their god would bring peace, bread, eternal life, salvation, and so on to the world.

The twelve heretics, as regarded by the Holy Court, each had their evil aspects. For example, the Twilight Cult was always trying to sacrifice living people in an attempt to go to the underworld and achieve immortality—but they did not worship the god of the underworld, but rather a fabricated "god of death."

Within the Holy Court resides a god of life and death, yet no one would believe that the god of death they worship is the same god of life and death, one of the twelve Olympian gods.

For example, the Deep Sea Aid Society believes in "Rost," a deep-sea monster derived from Ross. They claim that he comes from the stars, exists in the deep sea, and periodically brings destruction to the continent. Only by becoming his believer, doing things for him, or sincerely praying to him can one be spared.

None of the twelve heretics are normal. Besides those twelve, there are many other heretics on record. These are somewhat more restrained. Some are pure gangs, while others are pyramid schemes run by certain nobles.

These pagan sects operate discreetly, and some even believe in one of the gods, but they do not acknowledge the Holy See and refuse to submit.

"Lord Ross, why do you think Benovia suddenly came to ask me these strange questions?" Celia couldn't figure it out, so she habitually asked Ross.

Ross smiled slightly. "Guess."

"I never would have guessed..."

"Then go to class and stop thinking about these things."

"OK then."

……

Time flies, and there's only one month left until the year-end assessment. The weather has turned cold, and all that's missing is a heavy snowfall to signify the complete arrival of winter.

The Holy Magic Academy does not have winter or summer vacations. The teaching period is from March to October each year. After the annual assessment in October, there is a period of holiday trials led by instructors until January. Then there is a two-month break before the start of the new semester in March.

After the start of the school year in March, a summer training program lasting 7 to 30 days is usually organized after one to three months of study. After returning, students will continue to study until the end of the academic year in October.

During this time, in addition to attending classes and practicing magic, Celia devoted herself to using the Heart of Gold to draw high-quality scrolls, which she then sold to the Mercenary Guild or the Sorcerer Guild.

She chose to sell to the stall owners, at a lower price, but the advantage was that they could sell quickly.

After a series of operations, her funds quickly accumulated to 50 gold coins.

She originally had a lot of silver coins, but she found them troublesome to carry, so she exchanged them for gold coins.

The official exchange rate for gold coins is 1:100, but the official exchange system will tell you that once you've exchanged all your gold coins, you can exchange for silver coins.

Aside from official exchange points, the exchange rate will never be lower than 120, and some even reach 150...

However, if you exchange gold coins for silver coins, the merchants will immediately adhere to the official exchange rate of 1:100.

Celia didn't understand why this was the case. Although every exchange encouraged people to exchange for silver coins, Celia chose to exchange all her coins for gold coins after hearing this.

Keep only a few silver coins to cover daily expenses.

"Hmph, many magical materials only accept gold coins. Trying to fool me? No way!"

The girl counted the gold coins with great delight, her pupils turning into the shape of gold coins.

She instinctively shared her joy of the gold coin harvest with Ross, only to find that Ross was not on her mind.

"Mr. Ross seems to be away quite often lately..."

Celia muttered to herself.

"Something might have happened."

With Ross gone, Celia couldn't do anything about it.

"With Mr. Ross not here, I have to make the decision first."

Celia began packing her bags.

She is preparing to go on a long trip.

Just then, Ross's voice suddenly appeared: "Huh? What are you planning to do?"

Celia stopped tidying up and looked happily at Ross in her mind.

"Today, Aina suddenly told me that she was going home. I saw in her eyes the hope that I would stop her, but I didn't..."

“Hmm, that’s exactly what I was thinking, but this isn’t something a saintess should do, you know?” Ross said with a smile.

Celia feigned ignorance: "The Holy Maiden has no right to prevent her friend from going home to visit relatives, but she can secretly follow her friend to protect her from being bullied during her visit!"

"Well, let's go."

I only realized I forgot to send it after opening the backend. How embarrassing!

Chapter 108 Tracking and Conflict

the next day.

After packing her bag and putting away the puppet, Celia asked Ross for help in locating Enarse before leaving the school. She disguised herself in a secluded place before heading out to find Enarse.

Enarse returned in the Pegasus Flying Car provided by Norsen, which was very fast.

Celia didn't want to waste the money on the flying mount, and she was also worried that the rented flying mount and aircraft wouldn't be able to keep up with the Pegasus Flying Carriage, so she chose to find Benovia and ask her to help her take a ride on the Holy Winged Unicorn.

The Holy Winged Unicorn was much faster than the Pegasus Chariot. Celia bypassed Enars and had Benovia take her to Frost Town ahead of time, where she waited.

Benovia agreed to Celia's request without hesitation, took Celia to Frost Town, and left without asking any questions.

Celia wanted to give her some money for the ride, but the other person seemed to be in a hurry and turned around and ran away after she jumped out of the car.

Upon seeing that Celia had arrived early and was waiting, Ross couldn't help but laugh and say, "Aren't you afraid that Enarse won't show up in the end?"

"She'll definitely come. She knows I'll come to Frosttown with her. If she doesn't..."

Well, Celia won't do anything either; she just won't interfere anymore.

Celia tightened her down coat, determined her direction, and headed towards the Mercenary Guild.

"Winter has arrived here early! It's so cold. Luckily, I wore warm clothes in advance."

Sixteen-year-old Celia was almost fully developed; her 165cm height, even under her thick coat, still revealed a slender figure, small and petite.

Amidst the biting wind, Celia arrived at the Mercenary Guild and sat inside for a long time before getting up and leaving at Ross's prompting.

"Your good friend has arrived."

"Where?"

Ross didn't speak, but gave Celia a direction.

Celia moved swiftly and soon arrived at the location. Disguised as an ordinary passerby, she stood diagonally across the street, watching the flying car parked on the street, and Ainars and Norsen getting out of it.

After exchanging a few words with Enarse, Norsen got back into the carriage, waved to her, and left.

"Nosen isn't coming along?" Celia asked in surprise.

“Going along makes it less of a private revenge,” Ross smiled. “It’s the same as if you didn’t come with her.”

Upon reflection, Celia realized that this was indeed the case.

“This Norsen didn’t leave. He got off at a mansion. Shall we go check him out and maybe do some Robin Hood-style charity?” Ross suggested.

Celia shook her head. "I don't steal or rob. I risk my life, and the money I make isn't even as much as I would from selling scrolls for two days."

Ross couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Last time I went to cause trouble for the Twilight Cult, I worked so hard but only managed to steal a few gold coins from the boatman. The rest of the time I was rushing around and ended up spending a lot of money.

As a result, by focusing on drawing magic scrolls these past few days, I've earned much more money than I would have earned from conquering strongholds.

Ignoring the acquisition of materials, this stark contrast solidified Celia's resolve to make money by crafting scrolls.

She was even quite confused.

"Making money is so easy, why doesn't anyone do it?"

Ross didn't answer, but instead gave her a task: "Go and experience making potions for a day to earn money."

Then she understood.

"Oh, so it's because I'm a rune genius!"

"..."

On the other side, after watching the flying car leave, Ainars went to the flower shop and bought two bouquets of flowers. The flowers had magical marks on them, meaning that they had waited from summer to winter with the help of magic, and finally came into Ainars's hands.