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

Chapter 225 Emilia
Elena returned to Celia's side with a joyful expression.

"Celia, I think we can finally put that money-making plan into action!"

Celia smiled slightly, "Let's go back and wait for them."

The two quietly returned.

It was late at night, and not long after I returned to my tent, a voice came from outside, "Is anyone home?"

Celia opened the tent and came out, feigning ignorance: "Is there something you need?"

The man said politely, "Are you two elven priests? I am a mercenary from the Royal Mercenary Group. Several of our mercenaries have been injured, and we would like to ask you two to treat their injuries."

"It's so late..."

"Don't worry, the treatment costs won't be low."

"lead the way."

"..."

Soon, Celia and Elena arrived at the Royal Mercenary Group's base again.

This time, however, they were not entering the ruins as mercenaries for the first time, but as 'elf priests'.

Currently, it seems that only Elena can dispel the curse of the ruins, so the mercenary leading the way is very respectful.

The two followed him into the large tent where Pascal's sister, Emilia, was, and saw a young woman sitting half-reclined on a hard bed.

The other person rested their chin on one hand, glanced at the two of them as they entered, and then sat up slightly.

The mercenary leading the way said, "This is our leader, Emilia."

Emilia said, "Hello, thank you for coming. May I ask your names?"

"Elena".

“Celia.”

“Celia?” Emilia was taken aback, looked Celia up and down carefully, and when she saw the two pointed ears that Celia was pretending to have, she shook her head and smiled, “Miss Celia’s name is the same as a friend of mine.”

The friend you're talking about is the one in front of you... but why don't I recognize you?

Celia was puzzled, but she didn't show it on the surface.

"That's quite a coincidence."

Elena looked over, and Celia gave her a look she didn't understand.

He stated that he did not know Emilia and that it was purely coincidental.

The world is so big that it's unlikely that people would share the same name as gods; it's perfectly normal for other people to share the same name.

Elena was unaware of Emilia's identity, nor would she have imagined that what Emilia was referring to was the 'friendship' between the Imperial Princess and the Holy Maiden of the Holy Court, and naturally she wouldn't have guessed that Celia was her 'friend'.

After all, the Celia she knew was from a town near Southern Border City, not the imperial capital, Shining City.

"Thank you both for the treatment. Please feel free to let me know how you need my cooperation."

Emilia lay back down on the bed, and Elena stepped forward, the light of the elven blessing appearing and probing into Emilia's body.

Celia, standing nearby, also pretended to reach out her hand, and the mage's hand followed Elena's spell into Emilia's body.

Having learned from her previous experience, Elena proceeded with ease this time. With the help of Celia's purification spell and Emilia's condition not being too serious, she dispelled Emilia's curse in just one-third of the time it would have taken last time.

Then Celia used a healing spell, quickly healing most of Emilia's injuries.

Emilia regained color in her face.

She breathed a sigh of relief as she felt the uncomfortable feeling of being cursed no longer emanating from her body.

"The blessing of the elves is truly magical."

Before Celia and Elena could say anything, the tent flap suddenly opened, and Pascal walked in from outside.

When he saw Elena and Celia, he paused for a moment, then exclaimed in surprise, "So it was you two... no, it's you two who should be normal."

Emilia said unhappily, "Who told you to come in without saying anything?" Faced with his sister's gaze, Pascal lowered his head involuntarily, but then raised it again and said, "Sister, I've come to ask two elven priests to treat the other... brothers."

Emilia nodded slightly. "Okay, let me ask for your opinions first."

She looked at Celia and the other woman: "We still have four injured people. Please ask Miss Elena and Miss Celia to help treat them."

Celia nodded: "No problem."

"Celia?" Pascal paused upon hearing Emilia's words, looked at Celia and Elena, examined them carefully, shook his head, said nothing, and turned to walk outside.

Elena glanced at Celia again, seemingly lost in thought.

its not right.

It seems that not only Emilia knows the name 'Celia', but Pascal does too.

Before coming, Celia deliberately disguised herself as an elf, reasoning that it would make others think they were all elves, which would be more convenient.

But look at their reactions to the name 'Celia'...

Are you really not the friend Emilia was talking about?

Elena was extremely suspicious.

Celia moved closer to Elena and whispered, "You know, I'm a diagram master who can design city magic arrays. I'm famous, so it's normal that many nobles know me, but I don't know them. That's true."

Elena was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "Celia, you don't need to explain to me. I'm never curious about other people's interpersonal relationships or family matters."

Celia nodded.

She simply gave a brief explanation.

It's unknown whether they'll be able to meet again after this exploration of the ruins ends.

However, Elena was the first elf she had ever met, and Celia certainly wouldn't forget her.

Following Pascal to another tent, they found four mercenaries lying on a bed board, humming softly.

The two began to get busy.

About an hour later, everyone's injuries stabilized.

Celia said, "The curse has been dispelled and their injuries have stabilized. However, their injuries are quite severe and they will need multiple treatments to fully recover. You can handle the rest of the treatments yourself; we don't need to do it for them."

"Thank you both, as for the treatment fee..."

"Cheng Hui, 10 gold coins."

“Ten gold coins?” Pascal frowned. “Ten gold coins are enough to buy a Puppet Heart. Just to dispel the curse, you don’t need that many, do you, Miss Elena?”

Before Elena could speak, Celia said with dissatisfaction, "I'm telling you, the leader of a big mercenary group, how come you're as stingy as a miser? If you can't even come up with 10 gold coins, don't come to us for help again."

"I……"

"Alright, Pascal, shut up."

Emilia's voice came through.

She opened the curtain and came in, handing 10 gold coins to Celia and apologizing, "I'm sorry, my brother is a little mentally unstable. Please forgive him."

“Emilia, you…”

"Shut up!"

The aura of the third rank erupted, pressing down on Pascal. The suppression from seniority and strength forced Pascal to shut his mouth.

Emilia looked at Celia: "I'm sorry you had to see this. Please come with me. I have something I'd like to ask you both."

The two women, Celia and Celia, exchanged a glance and immediately knew what was going on.

So here's the question: should I choose 20 gold coins or 40 gold coins?
　There's one more chapter. I usually post them all at once, but alas, 520 ruined my chance!

　　
　
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