Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint.

Chapter 103 Amazing Everyone
Celia always believed Ross's words without question.

Ross said that Norson might be the culprit, and she immediately concluded that Norson was.

But even with Northumbria being the culprit, Celia still didn't quite understand.

"If it's true, why would he do this? Isn't he afraid that if Enarse finds out, she'll break the contract and kill him?"

"Moreover, the most stable option for ordinary commoner mages, besides becoming guardian knights or adventurers, is to become a follower mage of a noble. There's no need to do that; there are plenty of people willing to give up everything just to become a mage."

Ross nodded. "Yes, that's why I didn't confirm it directly, I just told you not to give up on this guess so soon."

"Okay, I've got it."

Celia finished her conversation with Ross and looked at Enarse sitting opposite her.

After she calmed down, the other person also calmed down, simply sitting silently and looking out the window.

It's unclear whether she was thinking of her parents or was still caught in a recurring dream.

Celia was very curious about what she was hiding from her.

But after much hesitation, she didn't ask, and made the decision in her heart instead.

When Ainars goes back to take revenge in a couple of days, she will secretly follow her to make sure Ainars is safe and to see what the situation is like there.

“I remember Enarse’s hometown was called…Frost Town?”

Celia activated her bracelet and searched for the location and situation of Frosttown on the Protoss network.

"This is a town in the north, closer to Silverfrost Town which we visited before, but quite far from Ember City. I wonder if we'll encounter any heretical strongholds or anything like that."

Celia is extremely interested in destroying heretical strongholds.

She said that she gained something every time she destroyed a heretical stronghold, and she really wanted to do it again.

Not long after, the carriage stopped outside the school. After paying the fee, the two went into the school, had dinner in the cafeteria, and then parted ways downstairs in the dormitory.

"I was planning to master the Crystal Arrow technique today, but I'll have to postpone it until tomorrow."

Back in her dorm, Celia pulled out the last Ghost Fruit and began munching on it while writing a paper on improving the basic magic puppet runes.

Blake asked her to write this a long time ago, but it has been delayed because she has been too busy lately.

She only reluctantly began to write after Blake finished dealing with matters related to the beluga whale and urged her to do so.

"The Ghost Fruit is gone. I wonder if there are any ripe Ghost Fruits left in Twilight Town."

“That’s all,” Ross said calmly. “These kinds of rare fruits are already scarce and difficult to cultivate artificially, so having this many is quite good.”

"I originally intended to sell them, but they all ended up in my stomach."

After destroying the Ghost Fruit, Celia was still not satisfied.

At first, she did want to sell the Ghost Fruit to make some money, but later she discovered that the Ghost Fruit was very beneficial to improving mental power, so she stopped selling it and ate it all, turning it into the skill level of the Mage's Hand.

Unfortunately, the more you consume, the less mental energy you gain.

Fortunately, the Mage's Hand made rapid progress with the help of these 21 Ghost Fruits.

Now, Celia can use her Mage Hand to lock onto a target and preempt their actions while simultaneously launching other spells to provide support.

Celia wasn't very enthusiastic about writing papers, especially handwritten ones; she threw her pen away after only a short time.

"Forget it, I won't write it anymore. I'll just finish it before the final exam."

She opened her hands and condensed a ball of ice in them.

"Practicing magic is still more interesting."

The next day, Monday, classes proceeded as usual.

Morning meditation is the most efficient, and the first class is still a meditation class.

Today's meditation class was a little different from usual.

As always, the strict meditation instructor, Nelson, patrolled back and forth to see if anyone was slacking off or sleeping during the meditation class.

He suddenly stopped when he reached Celia's side.

"Such a fast magic absorption speed, is this... second tier?"

Nelson was secretly surprised, then showed a look of admiration.

As expected of the candidates for Saintess, this year's Saintesses are all incredibly formidable. Passing by Celia, Nelson arrived at the front, looked at the entire class, and slowly frowned.

He noticed that many students looked puzzled.

Some even couldn't help but open their eyes and look at him frequently, as if they had something to say but dared not say it.

Nelson understood what was going on.

“Celia’s absorption rate is too fast, it’s affecting the meditation of others.”

He fell into deep thought, pondering how to handle this rare occurrence.

One student couldn't help but say, "Teacher, I feel like my meditation efficiency has decreased a lot. Can you take a look?"

His words immediately drew responses from others:

"I also feel like I've slowed down. Can you help me, tutor?"

"Me too, it's so strange, it's not usually like this."

"I feel like all the magic has vanished..."

"..."

Nelson raised his hands and pressed them down, silencing them.

"Quiet, I understand the situation."

He stepped over to Celia's side.

After hesitating for a moment, I finally woke the other person up.

"Celia, Celia?"

Celia opened her eyes: "Professor Nelson? Is something the matter?"

"Your magic absorption rate is too fast, making it impossible for the other students to meditate. Come with me to another classroom to meditate."

"Huh? I'm affecting other people?"

Celia paused for a moment, looked around, and found that many people were looking at her.

They were all confused and didn't know what had happened.

"Yes, the magic absorption efficiency of a second-tier mage will affect the meditation of the first-tier mages around them. You need to go to the meditation room of a second-tier mage. There you won't affect others, and the spices specially designed for second-tier mage meditation will help you absorb magic better."

Then Nelson added, "From now on, you can meditate over there and don't need to come here anymore."

"Oh fine."

Celia obediently stood up and followed Nelson away.

Meanwhile, all the students who had broken free from meditation were in an uproar.

Apart from Enarse, who already knew, everyone else was discussing and shocked that Celia had actually reached the second tier.

The one who found it the most unbelievable was Mir.

He looked bewildered as he listened to the conversation around him.

I just made up my mind yesterday to use Norsen's tactics against Celia.

Today, Celia... reached Tier 2?

Then what I promised to give Norsen, wasn't it all for nothing?
Mir lowered his head.

No, I can't give it away for free; that thing is very precious!

I've done everything I can for Celia!
Norsen didn't say that method wouldn't work on second-tier mages.

At most... the risk is a little higher.

I'm confident that Norsen, which I've used for so long, will be able to handle it.

Mil chooses to believe his brother and decides to conceal the fact that Celia is a second-tier Celia, lest Northrend change his mind.

but……

The whole class knows.

Can it be kept secret?
　Take a break, the remaining three chapters will be updated tonight.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)