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

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 held a certain attraction for Celia, much like how she had touched the evil god statue without permission yesterday—the more forbidden something was, the more she wanted to try it. Celia hadn't really thought about it before, but after Ross brought it up, she started to consider it, though she still had some concerns.

"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?"

"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!"

(End of this chapter)