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

Chapter 97: The Contract of Indenture?
"You better not be lying to me, or I'll freeze you into an ice sculpture."

On the way to find Enarse with Mir, Celia gave another stern warning.

After failing to get through, she decided to follow Mil to see what was going on.

Although she hadn't had time to update the spells on the puppet after advancing to the second tier, even using the original spell system, Celia could still unleash at least twice the power she used to.

This is the confidence that her return from the deep divine realm brought her.

"Why would I lie to you? She's really in trouble right now, and only you can save her."

Mir was sweating as he spoke.

For some reason, he always felt a lot of pressure next to Celia, which was completely different from before.

Is it because I haven't used it for a long time?

Celia is completely different in front of others than in front of Ross. She treats her good friends differently than strangers or people she dislikes. She doesn't release any pressure from her rank, but her confidence after her rank advancement makes Mil feel like he has a cold glare on his back and is under immense pressure.

After trying again and still being unable to dial Ainars's bracelet, Celia gave up and followed Mir out of the school. They boarded a carriage and rode along for a long time before stopping in front of a manor.

“This is my family’s manor. Ainars is inside right now. She had an accident while adventuring with us, which caused her to shut down her consciousness. I asked a healer priest to come and treat her. The priest said that in this situation, she needs the help of a friend to awaken her, and that’s when I thought of you.”

Celia didn't say anything, but simply followed Mir into the manor.

Mir had been observing Celia's expression, but she seemed oblivious to the luxury of the manor, her head slightly lowered, lost in thought.

"What do you think of my manor? This is just one of my family's ten manors. If you want to see them later, I can take you to see the other manors."

Celia didn't answer, but urged, "Enough with the nonsense, hurry up and take me to see Enars."

“Alright.” A hint of displeasure flashed across Mil’s face, but he quickly became eager again.

After passing through the manor's long corridor, the two arrived at the door of a house. The door opened, and Celia saw Ainars inside.

Mir wasn't lying, and the girl's attitude softened slightly.

At that moment, Ross in his mind suddenly smiled, "Interesting."

"What's interesting?" Celia asked hastily.

"You'll find out soon enough." Ross didn't answer, just smiled without saying a word.

Suppressing her curiosity, Celia went inside the house and looked at Ainars lying on the bed.

At this moment, Ainars had her eyes closed, her expression indifferent, and her breathing steady, looking as if she were asleep.

There were three people standing nearby, two men and one woman. Two of them looked like practicing priests, and the other was younger and looked somewhat like Mil, possibly his brother.

As soon as he entered, Mil shouted, "She's here! She's here! Make way, let She come in!"

Everyone in the room looked up. The young man, who seemed to be Mil's brother, looked at Celia and smiled, "You must be the Miss Celia that Mil often mentions, right? I am his brother, Northon Deville. I've heard Mil talk about you all the time, and now that I see you, you really are extremely beautiful. Even I'm a little tempted."

Mil shouted, "No, Celia can only be mine, Norsen, you're not allowed to take her!"

As soon as he spoke, Mir felt a chill run down his spine from behind. He turned around and saw Celia with an angry expression.

"We're not that close, and saying anything inappropriate will only make people feel disgusted, thank you."

After saying that, Celia walked past Mir and came to Aenars' side, looking at the two healers.

"Greetings, two pastors. I am a good friend of Enarse's. How is she doing?"

“Her physical injuries have healed, but she suffered a severe psychological attack, which triggered her self-protection mechanism, causing her to shut herself off in her mental space. We dare not wake her up easily, for fear of destroying her mental space,” the male pastor said.

The female priest nodded: "Yes, so we need the help of her friends or relatives to awaken her by channeling mental energy into her mental space and calling out to her." Hearing this, Celia raised her hand, preparing to release the puppet, but paused, glanced at Mil and Norsen, and then said to the two priests: "Wait for me, I'll go out and bring my puppet in."

The male pastor asked in confusion, "Why did you bring the puppet in?"

Mir immediately said, "When did you send the puppet here? How come I didn't know? Puppets are forbidden from entering our manor, so don't bother calling it."

Celia paused, turned around, and came to the two priests. "Priests, I'm sorry to trouble you, but it's not very convenient here. I'll take my friend back to school first, and then we'll find treatment."

The two pastors, completely bewildered by what was happening, exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion and curiosity in each other's eyes.

They didn't stop Celia, but someone nearby did.

“Ainars is safe here; you can’t take her away.”

It's Norsen.

As Celia prepared to lift Enarse, he approached the bedside, pretending to stop her.

Celia looked up. "You want to imprison a student from the Holy Magic Academy?"

"What imprisonment? Celia, don't talk nonsense. Apologize to Northon right now." Mir's voice came from the side: "You may not know, but Ainars has actually been my brother's woman for a long time."

Celia frowned. "Are you sure?"

Mil said, "Of course I'm sure, Norsen still has her contract."

Norsen smiled slightly, "Yes, Enarse and I have already signed a master-servant cult under the witness of the gods. After graduation, she will become my follower mage."

As he spoke, he took out a contract, on which were clearly written the names of Enarse and Norsen.

The contract exuded a faint magical power, indicating that it was made under the witness of the gods and could not be violated.

This scene stunned Celia for a moment.

She murmured to herself, "Lord Ross, you knew all along, didn't you?"

Ross gave a soft "hmm," adding, "I knew that long before you participated in the flight competition."

Celia thought of the flying competition and it made sense.

It turns out that Mir instructed Ainars to send her to the flying competition, and then secretly report her to ruin her reputation.

Celia felt that she might have misunderstood Doris; Doris might not have really been involved in this matter.

but……

Why do you want to do this?
Will my becoming a saint cause the Deville family to lose something?

Celia was filled with deep doubt.

But now is not the time to think about that.

What needs to be clarified now is whether the master-servant contract between Enarse and Norsen occurred before or after they became close, and—

"Since you signed a follower contract with Enars, why can't you enter her mental space to awaken her? Is it because you don't want to? Or is it..."

Celia looked at Enarse.

"dangerous?"

(End of this chapter)