Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

But Vasily clearly wouldn't allow it to be released.

This operation wasn't discovered during a routine patrol by the Discipline Knights; it was a surprise inspection. Those who like to find news simply didn't have time to react.

By the time they realized what was happening, all they could see was a public announcement from the Holy Court stating that the High Priest of the Frost Temple had been arrested on charges of corruption, embezzlement, and collusion with heretics.

This kind of thing happens every now and then, and most people are used to it.

Students don't usually pay attention to such 'trivial matters' unless it's a major event that the whole world is focused on.

Studying is still more important.

In particular, the annual performance review is approaching.

After returning from Frost Town, life gradually returned to normal.

After Ainars returned to school, she seemed to be back to normal, which put Celia at ease.

In the following period, everyone was focused on preparing for the annual performance review.

Celia could sense that the atmosphere at the school had changed.

The activity area was much less crowded, and even those who were there were mostly there to practice magic; it was rare to see anyone there just to play or even date.

"The atmosphere was so serious that even I became serious."

Celia stretched and tossed the "Code of Conduct for Sorcerers" aside.

"Why can't we just use the smart bracelet to look up the answers to these completely unnecessary lessons?"

"The Code of Conduct for Sorcerers" is the least important, but the most required, course among all first-year courses.

The assessment is purely written, relying solely on rote memorization; there are absolutely no shortcuts.

Rather than answering questions that require nitpicking over word meaning, Celia would rather memorize history books.

Ross also exclaimed, "The content of this book is even more outrageous than the driving test's first part. Why nitpick over the wording?"

"Driving test subject one?"

"Don't worry about it, just treat it as the first subject of the flight exam."

"Oh...but there's no exam for flight lessons."

"Turn to pages 45 to 50 of the 'Code of Conduct for Sorcerers' and see what's in there."

Celia picked up the "Code of Conduct for Sorcerers" again and opened it. When she saw that the code of conduct was about the rules for sorcerers to fly, her eyes widened.

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with longing: "Lord Ross... no, great god, please help me pass the annual assessment!"

Celia was extremely envious of this photographic memory.

It can even pinpoint exactly which page the content is on.

Celia really wanted to learn.

But now, she'd rather have Ross help her get through her annual performance review.

She wasn't worried about the other courses, but she really had no idea how to handle the "Code of Conduct for Sorcerers".

The same question can have several different answers.

For example, in a flight regulations question, the first type is: When flying at low altitude and high speed, if you spot a monster ahead, you should—ignore/avoid/slow down/increase altitude? The correct answer is to increase altitude, because at high speed, there is no time to slow down or avoid it.

The second question is about flying at low altitude and high speed, and sensing a monster ahead. What should you do? Ignore/Avoid/Slow down/Increase altitude? The correct answer is to avoid, because sensing the monster means there are conditions for avoidance, so you should avoid it.

Slow down? You want to die?!

Celia didn't quite understand why she couldn't raise the height for the second question, and why she couldn't avoid the first question once she discovered it.

And why can't we just ignore it?

But that's the answer, and there's nothing she can do about it.

"That damned 'Code of Conduct for Sorcerers' is a hundred times worse than Doris! Help me, God! Or teach me the magic of photographic memory."

Ross stared at her for a long time before saying calmly, "There's no such thing as photographic memory, only strong memory and... the hand of a mage."

"The Mage's Hand?"

Celia was taken aback.

"After mastering the Mage's Hand, one can operate with precision. After advancing to the next level of mastery, one can directly see through the pages of a book and read its contents."

Celia's eyes lit up. "So the Mage's Hand can be used like this?"

She admitted that she was attracted to him.

This is practically a cheating tool!

"Yes, so you need to practice more and strive to reach a level of proficiency as soon as possible."

Ross chuckled inwardly.

It's not so easy for a mage to achieve this level of skill.

The simple word "mastery" has stumped countless sorcerers.

There used to be one or two sorcerers who were proficient in spells, but Ross thinks that's unlikely now.

All the sorcerers put the spells they wanted to learn into the puppets.

No matter how many times you use a puppet's spells, you will not gain proficiency.

Its mastery of magic is always fixed; it can only unleash 100% of the magic's power and cannot achieve the infinite variations that a sorcerer can develop through study.

"Once you master the Mage's Hand, you'll discover a completely new way of fighting."

"Okay, I will try my best!"

Celia thought it wouldn't be difficult to master.

With her current ability to control the Mage Hand, she felt she could master it by the second year and reach the level Ross mentioned!

Ross simply smiled without saying a word.

Naive.

Mastery and advancement are things comparable to ascending to godhood; they are the result of sudden inspiration, long-term practice and use, and a qualitative change achieved through quantitative accumulation.

To master it in a short time, you'd need to open a course.

In a sense, Celia has also opened up her mental channels. If Ross hadn't persistently opened them up, she wouldn't have been able to get started so easily.

"Next, it's time to review pharmacy."

After daydreaming about the future, Celia returned to reality and picked up her thick pharmacy textbook to start reading.

"I hope I won't fall too far behind the other candidates in the first year."

Being a saintess isn't just about being good at fighting; it requires extensive knowledge and a smattering of understanding in various fields.

Moving up to the second grade from first grade is probably a basic requirement.

I haven't seen Doris for a while, so I don't need to guess that she's advanced in her cultivation and has probably learned quite a few second-tier spells.

Anyway...

"Go for it, Celia, you can do it!"

Time slipped by unnoticed amidst the painful process of studying.

In the blink of an eye, it was October, and there were only three days left until the annual assessment of the Holy Magic Academy.

That day, Elena found Celia.

"Celia, let's go to the Holy Court."

"Go to the Holy Court? What for?" Celia asked blankly.

"Go get your annual evaluations."

"Annual...evaluation?"

“Yes.” Elena nodded. “The daily behavior of the candidates for sainthood will be recorded and evaluated before the annual assessment. The scores will be added to your assessment based on the evaluation results.”

As she spoke, Elena smiled slightly, "You helped us find a summoning node of the Deep Sea Aid Society, and you also helped the school crack the stronghold magic array and preserve a lot of valuable data. This is a great achievement, and your evaluation will definitely not be low."

They also destroyed the Twilight Cult's stronghold, toyed with a fourth-tier heretic, and incidentally sent three high priests to prison...

If this isn't even the best evaluation, then it must be suppression by nobles!

Chapter 123 Annual Summary

The Temple of Embers, the headquarters of the Holy Court, is a vast temple complex. In addition to the main building, it also houses residences for some clergy members, and there is a huge plaza in front of the main building.

Elena led Celia across the huge plaza, into the temple, past the prayer hall, and to the door of a room in a side hall.

"You go in by yourself, I'm not going in."

"Okay, thank you, Mentor Elena."

Celia nodded, went to the door, knocked, and after receiving a response from inside, opened the door, went in, and closed it behind her.

The anticipated scene of the five saintesses appearing together did not occur.

There were five elderly people in the room, sitting in a row, each holding a piece of paper, just like in an interview.

Celia scanned the five people's faces, their names and positions appearing in her mind.

Archbishop Melina, current Saint Anna, Holy Lord and Cardinal Connor, Archbishop and Principal Black, Archbishop and Judgement Principal Vasily.

These five individuals are all world-renowned sixth-tier legendary mages, holding high positions and wielding great power. Legend has it that the Holy Lord has already advanced to the seventh tier, but the source of this information is unreliable.

With so many legendary sorcerers watching her, Celia felt immense pressure.

She sat down very obediently on the small chair opposite the five people, sitting upright.

The invisible pressure gave her the illusion that they had seen through her and could see Ross in her mental space.

Just as she had this thought, the invisible pressure suddenly disappeared, and Ross's chuckled voice came: "Don't be afraid, it's just four sixth-tier and one seventh-tier."

Celia was startled.

"The Holy Lord has indeed become a seventh-tier epic mage?"

"Epic mage? I usually call the seventh to ninth tiers Saint tier. The title of Epic should be given to the tenth tier mages who have not yet become gods."

"don't know……"

While speaking to Ross in her mind, Celia outwardly greeted everyone respectfully and awaited their fate.

All five 'interviewers' were reviewing Celia's performance over this period.

Especially the current saintess, with her radiant blonde hair and stunningly beautiful face, seemed to glow as well.

This is said to be a posture that approaches the divine.

In reality, this is a blessing of holy words that naturally emanates after one has fully mastered the art of holy words.

At that moment, she looked at the documents while frequently glancing at Celia.

She hesitated from time to time, wanting to speak, but in the end she would glance at the silent Connor.

Connor carefully reviewed Celia's file before finally looking up. "Celia, a candidate for Saintess from the Star Ash Temple, your performance this year has been rated as outstanding. Congratulations."

Celia stood up and bowed slightly. "It was all divine guidance. I was just doing what I was supposed to do."

She spoke so frankly and honestly that everyone present had the illusion that she was truly being guided by a deity.

This strange feeling made them exchange a glance, and then the current Saintess Anna picked up the documents and slowly said, "Celia, after passing the initial test, you took the initiative to investigate clues about heretics. You discovered the summoning circle node of the Deep Sea Aid Society in the remote village of Bea, and you also discovered a large heretical stronghold in Crimson Town. Using your knowledge of magic circles and runes, you helped Archbishop Black seize a large number of valuable heretical items."

She looked up. "Archbishop Black gives you the highest praise for this operation; your overall evaluation is excellent."

"Secondly, you used your knowledge of magic arrays to destroy the Twilight Cult's stronghold guarded by a fourth-tier mage, and also handed over the temple parasites who colluded with the heretics to the Law Enforcement Court. Overall, you were extremely successful. However, you took too much risks this time. A fourth-tier mage is beyond the level of an ordinary mage. It is not wise to be hated by a mage of this rank. Don't take such risks next time."

Celia nodded repeatedly.

Vasily stroked his beard and said, "Regarding the Twilight Cult incident, the fourth-tier mage you tricked didn't die. When we went to clean up, she had already disappeared. Celia, you need to be careful of possible retaliation."

Not even dead?

Celia paused for a moment, then nodded: "I will."

She did not explain that she had disguised herself at the time.

This was a spell Ross taught her. She had searched the Protoss network and found that there was no such powerful disguise spell at present.