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

Chapter 17 Gold Coins Blown by the Wind

"Don't leave in a hurry."

Just as Celia was about to go to receive the award, Ross suddenly spoke up.

"What's wrong?" Celia stopped.

"That contestant had a problem. Go find a leaf, write something on it, put it in the box, and then leave."

Celia paused for a moment, then understood what Ross meant.

"it is good."

She flew down, took a leaf, plucked a hair from her flying broom, infused it with magic, and wrote on the leaf:
Congratulations on winning first place, but there's no prize! ^_^

After placing the leaves in the box, closing it, and confirming with a wooden tag that it could be opened repeatedly, Celia happily left.

A few minutes later, Norsen flew to the top of the Tower of Diligence. He was a little uneasy the whole way, wondering what the gust of wind earlier was and whether it was a contestant.

If he were a contestant, he could just go to sleep.

But he was also somewhat unwilling to give up.

The highest-ranking students participating in this competition are only second-tier mages. Senior students who are third-tier mages or above look down on this small amount of gold coins and disdain to participate—even if they wanted to participate, the organizers probably wouldn't allow it.

Even the strongest third-tier mage senior couldn't possibly have that kind of speed...

That would only be for mentors, or even professors, right?

Hoping for a lucky break, he dodged various dangerous sacred beasts and forest rangers along the way, and finally made his way here after many hardships.

Thinking this, Norsen landed at the top of the tower, and when he saw the box still sitting there quietly, he immediately smiled.

"Luckily I didn't leave halfway, otherwise I would have missed it."

Approaching the box, he eagerly took out the wooden plaque, opened the box, and picked up the leaf inside.

He was stunned when he saw the words on it.

His face was visibly flushed.

"Damn Fred, you dared to trick me!"

……

Sacred Beast Forbidden Forest Lake.

When Celia arrived, she saw a person waiting for her on the shore. The person was wearing an eye patch, only revealing his eyes and the lower half of his face.

Upon seeing her arrive, the other person stepped forward, took out a package, and handed it to Celia.

"Congratulations, my friend, you have won the championship. Here is your reward: 30 gold coins."

"Thank you."

"There was a slight mishap in this competition, but you still managed to finish it exceptionally well. You're amazing."

The other person gave Celia a thumbs up.

Celia felt that what the other person said didn't sound like a compliment, but for the sake of the gold coins, she didn't care.

After paying, the other party didn't say anything more and left in a hurry.

Although she could only see his eyes, Celia could tell that he was preoccupied and knew without guessing that the arrest of most of the contestants was putting him under a lot of pressure.

However, this has nothing to do with Celia.

Upon opening the package and confirming that it was filled with gleaming gold coins, each engraved with magical patterns, and that they were genuine, Celia felt as if she were dreaming.

"So, I've earned 30 gold coins?"

She felt a little unreal.

Before she came to the Holy Magic Academy, the high priest of the temple there painstakingly saved up a single gold coin for her, enough for her to live on for a year. But just by participating in a competition, she was able to live on for thirty years.

“It’s 29 gold coins,” Ross corrected. “Although this isn’t gambling, the money mentality it fosters is similar. Money comes too easily, making people take it for granted. However, these kinds of competitions are often games for the wealthy, and they don’t really care about these small amounts of gold coins.” “These kinds of competitions…” Celia hesitated for a long time before reluctantly saying, “I won’t participate anymore.”

"Oh why?"

Having tasted the sweet taste of money coming in like a whirlwind, instead of thinking about participating again next time, are you going to never participate again?

interesting.

"This isn't a normal way to make money; it's just stealing money from your classmates. Their money didn't grow on trees, and besides..."

Celia mounted her flying broom and flew towards the edge of the Sacred Beast Forbidden Forest.

"Once the puppet is made, I can accept commissions from the school and the Holy Court, and I can also accept commissions from mercenary guilds outside. Although I won't earn as much, I'll feel more at ease."

"You're still too kind."

"Kindness is a necessary condition for becoming a saint."

Although she decided not to participate next time, the 30 gold coins she received put Celia in a good mood. Her pleasant mood made her less afraid of flying, and she even dared to fly at the 40 mph speed limit.

Tragedy struck shortly after the flight began.

Suddenly, Celia realized that the flying broom was out of control and slowly descended to the ground in front of a small house.

Outside the small house, an old man with a white beard stood with his hands behind his back, looking at her seriously.

Where is your license?

"license?"

"Child, you are not allowed to enter or leave the Sacred Beast Forbidden Forest without a permit or a mentor. Don't you know that?"

The bracelet moved slightly, and the name and identity of the white-bearded old man appeared on it: Professor Austin, the guardian of the Forbidden Forest.

She immediately admitted her mistake: "I'm sorry, Grandpa Austin, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have trespassed into the Forbidden Forest."

Austin was quite pleased to be called "Grandpa." His expression immediately softened, and he nodded. "Don't be so reckless next time. I see you came from Forbidden Forest Lake. If you want to fish, apply for a permit from me in advance. There are many places in the Forbidden Forest that you can't enter, otherwise you might be toyed with by the sacred beasts inside without even knowing it."

"Okay, thank you, Grandpa Austin!"

Austin didn't make things difficult for Celia. He looked her over for a moment and figured that the person who had overturned his Word of Power was probably not her.

After all, she's so pretty, cute, innocent, kind, and polite—how could she possibly spill the old man's secret brew?

As he watched Celia walk away, Austin stroked his beard, preparing to return to the house, when suddenly his expression changed. He sensed someone flying towards him, in the opposite direction from the mysterious person who had knocked him over!

He immediately used his privileges to make the other party's flying broom land towards him.

Austin's expression was serious: "What grade are you in? You don't look like a freshman. Don't you know that you're not allowed to enter the Sacred Beast Forbidden Forest without a permit?"

“Professor Austin, I have a permit.” Northon, who had been forced to land, quickly produced his pre-approved permit to enter the forbidden forest.

Austin didn't take it. "Since you know you need to apply for a permit, don't you know you need to give me the permit before entering the Forbidden Forest so I can install the activity area planetarium for you?"

"what?"

Norsen was dumbfounded.

Professor Austin has a license and he hasn't said anything about it, has he?

Why are you acting like you took the wrong medicine today?

"Norsen from the third-year elite class? I've already notified your tutor. Just wait here until your tutor comes to take you away."

Notifying the advisor means being punished by the school for trespassing into the restricted forest. It's not a big deal, but it's not a small one either; it all depends on whether you've caused any trouble and how Austin decides to proceed.

In any case, there will be no shortage of reports.

Norsen's face turned green.

(End of this chapter)