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

Chapter 235 Too cruel
Elena disagreed with Celia's words.

The next morning, she even chose not to continue treatment and gave all the customers to them.

"Anyway, it's not much more expensive than exploring the ruins, so let them do it instead of lowering the price. We'll continue to explore the ruins and try to clear them as soon as possible."

Celia noticed that Elena's interest in treating the wounded diminished significantly as others joined in.

Or perhaps she wasn't a priest to begin with; she simply saw that no one in the temporary camp could dispel the curse from the ruins, so she had no choice but to step in herself.

Now that someone can dispel it, even if it's just a temporary suppression, there's no need to continue.

"Next, I'm going to seriously explore the ruins and see what's on top of the central tower!"

"also."

That day, Celia and Elena did not continue to explore the ancient castle labyrinth, but instead chose to leave and head to the nearest town to appraise and sell the materials they had obtained.

By the end of the day, they had successfully converted most of the materials into gold coins, with only a few materials remaining.

Those materials were metals with relatively few runes, and Celia planned to keep them until Tier 3 to see if she needed to replace the parts on the puppet.

Afterwards, she did some more shopping in town and bought some blank scrolls to make more scrolls.

As they climbed higher, the traps they encountered became increasingly terrifying, and the ice walls were no longer able to withstand the attacks of the trap machines.

Fortunately, in the past two days, she and Elena also tried to fuse the ice wall and the forest silk, directly embedding the forest silk into the ice wall to form a super-powerful form of 1+1=3 (referring to the combination of first-order and first-order to form third-order).

Despite this, it was still not enough to completely stop it, forcing Celia to use the scroll.

"There are still too few protective spells..."

It took another day for Celia to convert most of the blank scrolls into various second-tier defensive spells.

In the past two days, they only occasionally provided emergency treatment to mercenaries whose injuries were too severe, and spent the rest of the time making their own preparations.

It's the third day now.

Having gotten up early, Celia packed all the scrolls into her pack, stretched, and prepared to call Elena to explore the ruins.

This time, she planned to climb all three floors in one go.

"The tower has 12 stories in total, and it won't be long before we reach the top... This ancient ruin really does incorporate the number twelve everywhere."

The girl muttered to herself, opened the tent and went outside, then suddenly paused in surprise.

She saw that two days later, long queues had formed outside again.

Upon seeing her emerge, a mercenary immediately cried out, "Miss Priest, please save us!"

Celia asked curiously, "Please go to the other side to dispel the curse. We are no longer priests."

Another person shouted, "They can't cure it, and they've even raised the price!"

Others quickly echoed this.

"A price increase?" Celia asked, puzzled. "Why would you raise prices?"

"Who knows, they were hired by the Royal Mercenary Group. We don't know what conflict happened, but last night they announced that the price would be 10 silver coins starting today. If it's only 10 silver coins, we might as well come to you!"

Celia frowned slightly and said with displeasure, "What do you mean by that? What do you mean by 'you might as well come to us'? I don't like hearing that. Except for extremely serious cases, we don't receive anyone else."

The mercenary who spoke was immediately kicked away by the others.

The others hurriedly said, "That's a spy from the Royal Mercenary Group. It has nothing to do with us. Miss Priest, please help us. We're about to die."

Celia, eager to quickly conquer the ancient ruins and return home to cultivate in peace, was getting a little tired of the part-time job. She said, "Any elf can dispel curses. Don't you know any elf friends? Why don't you ask your elf friends to come and do the part-time job?"

Celia disliked this behavior of running away when others offered low prices, only to come back when they raised prices.

It's understandable, but she could choose not to serve her. Change her mind? Too late! We've already been driven out of business by price wars. You chose this path!
Celia took a closer look at the line of mercenaries.

Although they were all seriously injured, they wouldn't die anytime soon, and I didn't see any mercenaries who needed to be admitted to the ICU immediately.

well.

Celia ignored everyone's shouts and went to call Elena, preparing to enter the ruins.

But Elena was taken aback when she learned that the price of the Pokémon on the other side had increased. "Why would they suddenly raise prices? That doesn't make sense."

"What's wrong with that? It's perfectly normal. The divine beings gave me a revelation, saying that this is normal business practice. After squeezing out competitors with low prices, they will start raising prices to make a profit..."

"What you're describing is the behavior of a human merchant guild. As elves, they wouldn't do such a thing. Neither of them are night elves or elven merchants, so they couldn't possibly do such a thing."

"They won't, but the Royal Mercenaries will."

Elena looked at the treatment point across the street where the queue had thinned out. "I'll go over and ask them what happened. If possible, we can treat everyone first before we go exploring. We might as well make some money."

Celia: "..."

This elven girl... well, whatever.

The curse on this ruin is too troublesome, and I don't know why everyone is still so passionate about it.

Each treatment costs 10 to 20 silver coins, which is half a month's salary for many ordinary people. Can they break even?

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that as long as I can extract even one intermediate-level magic crystal, I might actually break even...

Seeing Elena go to chat with her tribesmen, Celia had no choice but to open the camp gate and let the people queuing outside in.

"Fine, this is the last time. You'll have to figure it out yourself next time."

The girl snorted and sat down behind the examination table, extremely displeased.

Ross's voice came through: "Let me do it. Watch carefully how the purification spell removes this curse. Once you reach the sixth level, this purification spell will be very useful."

Celia was taken aback, then let Ross take over her body.

A mercenary with an arrow piercing his head and two arrows stuck in his chest was the first to sit down. "Please, Miss Elf Priest."

Within the camp, whenever Celia meets outsiders, she disguises herself as an elf, a fact that is already well-known to everyone.

Before leaving the ruins, she no longer intended to change back, lest someone she knew accidentally discover her true appearance.

It will be difficult to operate then.

Ross did not remove Celia's disguise, leaving her as she was.

After the mercenary sat down, the arrow above his head was clearly pointed at Ross, almost piercing Celia's eye.

Seeing this, Ross reached out and grabbed the arrow from his head.

The mercenary's expression changed drastically: "No, no, no, you'll die!"

Ross said calmly, "If you can die by my hand, I can bring you back from Hela."

After saying that, he pulled out the arrow.

puff!
Blood splattered everywhere!
All the mercenaries in line turned their heads away, some unable to bear the sight.

The same goes for Celia.

The mercenary whose arrow had been pulled out lived up to expectations and let out a scream.

"what--!!!"

(End of this chapter)