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

Chapter 117 What does what the Holy Maiden did have to do with me, Celia?

"Wow! Mr. Ross, you're so naughty!"

When she saw the small wallet lying there perfectly still, with exactly 50 gold coins inside, Celia realized she had been tricked.

She glared angrily at Ross, who was conjuring a phantom image with his mental power, and clutched her small purse tightly. "This is my life! I will never let anyone steal it!"

Ross chuckled and said, "Your life came far too easily."

“My life isn’t just 50 gold coins, it’s tons and tons of gold coins, it’s all the gold coins in the world!” Celia immediately emphasized.

"Alright, alright, you're a reincarnation of a dragon, get up quickly, the lord has gone to invite the high priest of the temple."

"High Priest?" Celia was slightly taken aback. "Why did he invite the High Priest? What does it have to do with me?"

The girl touched her face; the person checking into the hotel didn't look like her, but like Doris.

When tracking Ainars and hunting the Sun Society, he was in Mir's appearance.

Ross smiled slightly. "It's related. Don't you want to take down the high priest of this town?"

Celia looked completely bewildered. "Why would I kill the high priest of someone's temple for no reason?"

"Of course, it's because the Sun Society is backed by the High Priest of the Frost Temple."

"what?"

Celia immediately jumped off the bed and tied her hair up.

"really?"

Ross nodded and smiled, "Of course. You were in such a hurry yesterday that you didn't search the chairman's place, so I went out of my way to get the ledgers that connect the two and other evidence."

He pointed to the various old notebooks lying on the table beside him, "These are records of the correspondence between the Sun Society and the High Priest of the Frost Temple."

These things were well hidden by Frandi, but they couldn't escape Ross's mental scan.

Late last night, after Celia returned home and fell asleep immediately, he summoned the puppet and used it to bring back the ledgers and other documents.

A small-town gang is bound to have some shady dealings behind it all. Even if it doesn't have the lord's backing, it must have made some kind of deal with him.

Or they need a powerful backer who can rival the lord.

After reviewing the records, Ross confirmed that the Sun Society was backed by the high priest of the local temple.

In small towns, temples don't have bishops; the high priest is the most important person there.

The minimum requirement to become a high priest is a third-tier sorcerer, a rank that allows one to rival a local lord.

As the saying goes, "two tigers cannot share one mountain." When two forces are evenly matched, they will inevitably engage in open and covert struggles and compromise with each other in some areas.

The Sunfire Cult was born from a compromise between the two parties. The High Priest secretly controls the Sunfire Cult and most of the black market in Frosttown. On the surface, he does not compete with the Lord, as if he is detached and focused on being the High Priest.

After that, their struggle turned into the High Priest ordering the Sun Society to collect protection money from the lord's properties, while the lord, along with his sheriff, would crack down on the Sun Society's illegal activities.

The two have always had a great understanding.

Yesterday, Ainars caused such a commotion, but because of the intervention from the outside, Norsen, they didn't take any action. To them, the deaths of those gang members were no different than the deaths of rats on the street.

But it was different when Celia went to take down the entire leadership of the Sunfire Clan at night.

This essentially broke the unspoken understanding between the two. Ross didn't show these things to Celia at first, wanting to see how the two sides would react.

It now appears that the lord, upon learning the news, felt he couldn't let the matter rest so easily, so he put aside his differences and went to discuss it with the high priest.

Ross sensed that the other party was preparing to seal off Frosttown, preventing anyone from leaving, and then investigate them one by one to find the murderer who killed the Sun Society.

"The lord has recovered from yesterday's shock. He feels that your strength is not like that of a fourth-tier warrior. He took the greatsword to the blacksmith for appraisal and found out that the greatsword was damaged by freezing, not by brute force."

"So, he's now planning to get the High Priest involved, find you, and test your strength. If you're at the fourth rank, they'll compensate you; if you're not, they'll make sure you leave without a fight."

Ross said with a chuckle.

Celia was intently examining the ledgers and records. The more she looked, the more somber her expression became.

"This high priest is even more outrageous than the previous two!"

The girl pointed at the record, her cheeks flushed with anger: "How could he sell something like the Bewitching Water, which the Holy Court strictly prohibits?"

Bewitching Water is a peculiar drug that looks like water. It is made by extracting and mixing the juices of many plants and spices that can calm the mind. When boiled at high temperatures, the steam it emits has a sweet smell and can help sorcerers enter a meditative state.

However, people later discovered that drinking it directly could calm the mind and spirit, but it could lead to addiction. In addition, long-term consumption could cause mental confusion and a gradual separation between the body and soul.

This is for the sorcerer.

The effects on ordinary people are even more terrifying.

Even a little bit can make one addicted, unable to quit, and incurable. If one doesn't drink it even once, one immediately becomes crazy, delirious, like sleepwalking, and even has violent tendencies.

Even if you keep drinking it, it can only relieve the symptoms. As the drinking time increases, toxins accumulate in the body, and in less than five years, it will cause serious mental problems and lead to death.

Later, this calming and tranquilizing medicine was deemed an illegal drug by the five great empires, and one of its main ingredients was also banned from cultivation.

As a result, the value of this addictive drug has skyrocketed, and it has become a "dosage" for many nobles to secretly control their servants and slaves.

In the magical world, there are many materials and medicines that are highly toxic to ordinary people. Those that can directly poison people are never banned. Only addictive drugs that cannot be cured are banned because they can cause serious public security problems.

"This stuff, if you only have 50 milliliters, you could go straight to the dock and be executed. And he sells a barrel a month?"

Celia's breathing quickened, and the anger in her eyes burned brighter as she gripped the ledger.

"He also cultivates illegal medicinal herbs in secret. Even if he doesn't come looking for me, I'll still make trouble for him because of these things!"

It was now noon, and Celia didn't even eat lunch, setting aside the matter of Enars for the time being. She left the inn and headed towards the temple.

Just then, a militiaman in armor stopped her.

"Madam, please show your identification. We are conducting a check..."

"Go away!"

Celia reached out and pushed him aside, then angrily continued walking forward.

The militiaman, who was nearly pushed to the ground, stomped his feet in anger.

"These sorcerers are lawless and have no manners whatsoever. They love pushing and kicking people all day long. There should be laws to punish these bastards! Even if they're pretty, they should be punished with 10 gold coins each time!"

　There are still three more chapters to go... ugh, I wonder if I'll be able to finish writing.

　　
　
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