Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

"That's something only a wicked person would do. Don't worry, I won't do it."

Isn't an evil god just a synonym for wickedness?

The idea flashed through Celia's mind.

She and Ainars had arrived at the cafeteria and were waiting to order dinner when Celia said, "Ainars, I'm planning to participate in this competition. Could you ask me how to register?"

Aina looked up, a flash of surprise crossing her face, and she quickly said, "Okay, I'll go ask that senior in a bit."

Enarse acted swiftly, and by evening, Celia had received her message.

"I asked, and the senior said that I should put on my disguise, go to study room number 3 at 6 pm on Wednesday, pay 1 gold coin and I will get a license, and then I just have to wait until Friday."

"Why do I have to pay more?"

When Celia saw that she had to pay money, she hesitated.

"My senior said that this competition works like this: everyone pays money, and the prize money is all the money that everyone pays. The winner takes it all."

"Understood, thank you."

"You're welcome, hehe."

"..."

Back in her dorm, Celia was still struggling with her decision.

After a long pause, she mustered her courage and asked, "Lord Ross, do you think I need to pay to participate?"

"Pay it, why won't you pay it?"

"I'm worried it's a scam."

"If it were an event organized by an outside organization, that might be possible, but this is a student-organized event within the school. If you were the organizer, would you scam students out of their money and then run away with it?"

Celia shook her head. "I won't. It's not worth losing dozens of gold coins and being expelled from school."

"That's it."

"But one gold coin is too expensive..."

"It's up to you."

Celia opened the drawer, fumbled around for a moment, opened the small compartment inside, and carefully took out the only gold coin inside.

Under the light, the gold coin shimmered with a golden luster, engraved with strange patterns, and emitted a faint magical fluctuation.

"This was given to me by the high priest when I came to school. It was my living expenses for the whole year. I couldn't bear to exchange it for silver coins."

"Oh? What do you usually use?"

"The school's stipend is 10 silver coins a month, and meals are free. You can use those 10 silver coins to buy other things. I used all my money last month to buy an arcane furnace... Once I have the magic puppet, I can take on the commissions the school gives me, and then I won't have to be so frugal."

Ross wasn't very clear about the current currency value and purchasing power. When playing the game, although there were traditional gold, silver, and copper coins, just like now, silver coins were used in the early stages, but gold coins were used in large quantities later on. Anyway, it was just a number.

Judging from Celia's expression, the gold coins are very valuable.

If I remember correctly, gold and silver are also considered magical materials.

After much hesitation, the girl finally put the gold coin back.

"You're not planning to participate?"

"No, I want to participate! This may be the first and last time I participate in this kind of competition, God, please help me!"

Chapter 12 Flight Training

Are you sure you want to conduct flight training?

"Ok!"

Celia took a flying broom, swept the floor clean, and then left the dormitory.

It was the afternoon of the second day. After quickly finishing her dinner, the girl took out the rarely used standard flying device of the Holy Magic Academy—a flying broom—and prepared to conduct flight training.

The flying broom gave Ross a taste of magic, and he remarked with a touch of nostalgia, "A flying broom, what a primitive flying gadget."

Celia blushed slightly. "I can't afford any other flying machines, so I can only use the school's standard flying machine. This is what the school's flying machines look like..."

"This is pretty good, very retro."

After leaving the dormitory, she straddled the broom, channeled magic into it, and the broom floated crookedly in the air before slowly flying off in one direction.

“I’m going to practice flying in the school’s activity area,” Celia said.

"Hmm, why haven't I seen you using this these past couple of days?"

"The school's flying brooms are too slow and inconvenient to carry to class... so they're useless."

It is indeed quite slow.

But is it because you're afraid of heights and don't dare to fly fast?

Ross saw that Celia was gripping the broom tightly and was very nervous. She was flying at a height of less than 10 meters, so that anyone who flew over her could see her without even looking up.

Thankfully, Celia changed her clothes on her way back, wearing casual pants instead of a skirt, otherwise...

"I... I'm not very good at flying yet, no, don't blame me..." Celia quickly said, noticing that Ross was watching her fly.

I was so nervous that I started to stutter.

"Fear of heights?" Ross got straight to the point.

"No! I'm just... I'm just not used to flying like this, and I'm scared... scared of falling."

Ross didn't say anything.

If Celia is truly afraid of heights, then participating in the flying competition will be unlikely to work.

It's possible that you're just scared at first, and you won't be afraid once you get used to it.

A person who controls magic but is afraid of heights? That's just a persona.

If someone doesn't vomit or faint at high altitudes, then they're just faking their fear of heights and need some training.

After flying around a few times, all difficulties were overcome.

It took Celia a while to get to the school's activity area. The sun had already set and night was falling.

There is no curfew at the Holy Magic Academy; nighttime is when students are active.

"Wow, so many people!" As soon as Celia entered, she saw many students practicing flying in various aircraft above the activity area.

Celia looked enviously at her classmates who were customizing their own flying machines, "I want a beautiful flying machine too..."

Ross scanned the students' aircraft and found that they were of various kinds, some normal and some abstract.

"Let me see what kind of flying vehicles they have... Hmm, flying swords, that's good. Blankets, doors, beds? Interesting. You can fly while lying down, easy and effortless, and won't hurt your butt."

"A flying bed? That looks amazing."

Celia was also looking at the mess of flying machines.

She suddenly noticed a strange flying object: "What is that?"

Ross looked and saw, "Hair, he used hair to make a propeller to carry him."

"Huh? Hair? Won't it get tighter and tighter?"

"He's bald."

"what?"

Celia imagined the wig spinning and rubbing rapidly on her head.

"His head... must be very bright."

Seemingly her first time in the activity area at night, Celia was even more curious than Ross.

"How did that student manage to make the puppet fly by stepping on him?"

"That puppet might be his wife. Look, it even has realistic skin."

"Huh? You treat a puppet as your wife?"

"Respect and wish people well regarding their hobbies."

Ross wasn't lying; the classmate was face up as the puppet stepped on him, and his eyes were full of love as he looked at the puppet.

The puppet was also covered with a layer of realistic skin and sculpted into the appearance of a beautiful girl with a cold expression.

"And that student, why is he spreading his arms and spinning around? And fire is shooting from his hands... Is this a flying machine or magic?"

"The aircraft, in his hands, he adjusted the parameters to make it jet at an angle, and the two aircraft flew at an angle, which made him spin."

"Isn't he dizzy?"

"He's already passed out. Don't worry, the teacher is waiting for him downstairs."

"..."

Compared to the various flying machines in the sky, Celia's flying broom seemed quite ordinary.

Fortunately, there were many people here, and no one noticed that she was flying crookedly.

"No matter how much you talk about flying skills, it's better to fly a few times. Celia, if you want to improve your flying skills, first fly steadily and fly high. Now, climb to an altitude of over 20 meters."

“20 meters…” Celia gritted her teeth, a resolute look appearing on her fair face. She suddenly pulled the broom and slowly began to climb into the sky.

"Hurry up!"

The gaze of the evil god immediately sent a chill down Celia's spine, and she quickly sped up.

Although it's still not fast, it's at least around 20 or 30 miles per hour.

Well, at least I've made a breakthrough.

Faster than walking.

"Very good. Next, fly around the field once. While flying, lean your body slightly to the left or right. Don't worry, you won't fall. The broom has an automatic correction function. Its flight trajectory depends entirely on your mental control..."

As Celia shakily completed a flight, Ross praised, "Good, you've learned to fly. Now, do three somersaults in the air."

"Huh?...Ah!!!"

Before Celia could react, Ross enveloped her with his mental energy, creating an extra thrust that propelled her and the flying broom forward. Then, to Celia's horror, they spun and tumbled in the sky.

Before Celia could scream too loudly, Ross slowed down, released his mental energy, and regained his balance.

It looked as if she was excitedly shouting after performing a difficult flying maneuver; no one noticed that she was actually afraid.

Of course, almost everyone flying nearby yelled.

There have even been cases of collisions caused by failure to brake in time.

Fortunately, the aircraft are equipped with buffer arrays, so they won't be knocked off if they're not going too fast; they'll just get laughed at by others.

"How was it? What does it feel like to do freestyle flying?"

Celia patted her chest; her pale face had not yet recovered.

“Σ(￣ロ￣lll) This, this way of playing is too exciting, I can’t take it.”

"It's okay, you'll get used to it after a couple more times, and you'll like the feeling."

Celia cried out in terror, "No... Ah... Stop... Ahhhhhh!!!"

……

Celia was finally relieved when the school bell rang, reminding students outside to return to their dormitories to rest.

When she landed back in her dorm, her legs were weak.

Reflecting on the activity she had just participated in, she felt both scared and somewhat excited.

That feeling of flying was so exhilarating.

"Am I really not afraid of heights?" the girl wondered.

“Yes, you didn’t faint, vomit, or feel unwell during the high-speed flight; you were just simply scared. This isn’t acrophobia,” Ross said seriously.

Celia didn't understand either, but after thinking about it, she felt that Ross made sense.

"Okay, I'll definitely try my best to overcome my fear and meet Friday's challenge!"

“I told you you don’t need to practice.” Ross shook his head. “But since you’re so keen on seeking thrills, I can only help you carry it out to the end.”