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

Chapter 275 The Simp's Redemption, But It Was Useless
Recently, at the Deville family estate.

"Norsen, do we really have to do this?" Mil hesitated.

Norsen said coldly, "Last time was a very good opportunity. Although she was very secretive, we were still able to handle it. But you hesitated at the last minute. If you still hesitate now, don't bother me in the future."

A conflicted look appeared on Mil's face. He thought of how Celia had defeated him cleanly and decisively, and how her proud and powerful aura had attracted him. But this time was different from before; he only felt ashamed of himself.

So he hesitated again.

Norsen was exasperated by his hesitant manner and snorted angrily, "I knew you were a useless piece of trash and unreliable. No wonder you haven't even held hands yet. But it doesn't matter. You're useless, but I'm not. This saintess from the Temple of Poverty is quite beautiful. I like her too."

Mil's expression changed, and he angrily said, "Norsen, what do you mean?"

Norsen chuckled: "I knew you'd do this, so I acted a long time ago. My good follower, your classmate Enarse, is on her way. Now I'm giving you two choices: first, cooperate with my plan; second, do nothing."

Mil asked, "What did you make Enarse do?"

Norsen smiled faintly, "It's nothing, it just let her 'accidentally' find out the deeper reason why those gangsters wanted her to go down a dead end back then."

Mir paused for a moment, "Wasn't it you who secretly instructed them?"

"Yes and no, I also stole it from someone else."

"so?"

“Kreve has been really irritating me lately. Coincidentally, he was the one who initially put Enarse in a desperate situation. After going through all sorts of hardships, Enarse finally ‘accidentally’ traced him back to him. What do you think she will do?”

"Kill Kreve."

"Yes, but do you think that Enars, who is not yet at Tier 2, can defeat Kreve, who is at Tier 2?"

“I probably… can’t beat her.” Mir thought of Celia. “If it were Celia, even if she was only at level one, I could beat her.”

"Of course you can't beat them. Klev's puppet is tougher than yours. It might not be able to withstand Celia's attacks, but it's more than enough to overwhelm Enars."

"You want Enarse to attack Kreve, and then deliberately let Celia know so she can kill Kreve? She wouldn't kill Kreve, would she?"

Norsen chuckled: "Of course not. Last time, Miss Celia only stopped others and didn't break into the gang headquarters with her dear attendant. Although all the gang leaders were killed that night, and it's possible she was the one who did it, unfortunately, your intervention caused all my plans to fail."

"Then this time..."

"Let Kref kill Enarse, or imprison and torture her, and then 'accidentally' let Celia find out. Seeing her friend's miserable state, given Miss Celia's temper..."

"Northon, you're a monster!" Mil's eyes widened, seemingly unable to accept it. "Why would you even kill your own servant?"

Norsen said calmly, "What's wrong with that? Followers like this are destined to die seeking revenge anyway. We can just replace them with new ones. It's just that Enarse died a little earlier than the others."

"Choose: cooperate with me, or do nothing?"

Hesitation and struggle appeared on Mir's face.

Norsen frowned: "Have you caught the disease of the Holy Magic Academy? Father has said before that you must always be wary of the views the school promotes, and always remember that you are a noble, a noble noble mage, different from other mages. Don't get tainted by 'kindness,' which is an obstacle to growth."

"I don't have the concept of 'kindness,' but I don't want to see the beautiful Celia being destroyed by you like this. You don't deserve it!"

After angrily rebuking him, Mir ran outside.

Norsen frowned and shouted, "What are you going to do?"

"It's none of your business!" Watching Mill fly away and disappear through the door, Norsen's tense face slowly relaxed.

He snorted and said disdainfully, "I knew your good-for-nothing brother might do something so pointless in the end, but luckily, I made two preparations."

……

School, activity area.

Celia looked at the panting Mil and frowned, asking, "Did she go on another adventure and get knocked unconscious?"

Mil shook his head: "No, she found the mastermind behind her parents' murder and is now going there to take revenge."

Before Celia could say anything, Ross's voice echoed in her mind: "Focus on your work. Don't waste your energy on such trivial matters. Your friend can handle it himself."

Celia relaxed and smiled, "That's good. I'll wait for her to bring the bad guy to justice."

Mir was stunned: "Aren't you worried about Enarse? What if she fails in her revenge and is imprisoned and tortured to death in the basement by her enemies?"

Celia said, "Ainars is a student of the Holy Magic Academy. Anyone who dares to do this is going against the Holy Magic Academy."

“Those nobles don’t care about any sacred magic academy. As long as you’re a commoner, they see you no different from a dog on the street. If you don’t stop them, Enars is finished, and then…”

Celia said impatiently, "I trust Ainars. If you don't have anything else to do, don't disturb my studies."

After saying that, she continued practicing her spells.

Between casting and casting spells, one can slightly increase the refinement of magic power. Combined with Ross's medicinal bath, the refinement level can be barely maintained at around 100%.

Seeing that Celia showed no sign of taking action, Mil froze. He hesitated for a moment, then said loudly, "If anything happens to Ainars, Celia, don't get angry, don't kill anyone, remember that."

Celia acted as if she hadn't heard.

Looking at her, Mil felt he should help Celia, so he quickly walked up to her and tried to get to her side.

However, before he even got close, a bone-chilling coldness entered his body.

The further you go, the colder it gets.

When he came to within about three meters of Celia, Mil felt as if he were about to be frozen. He had a feeling that if he continued to go forward, he would freeze to death here.

He opened his mouth, only to find that he was too cold to make a sound.

A layer of ice was slowly engulfing him from beneath his feet.

He didn't come to his senses until someone pulled him out.

Then he heard Celia's voice: "Excuse me, mentors, I didn't notice someone standing behind me. Could you please take him to the hospital?"

The two instructors who pulled him back laughed and said, "It's alright, Celia, you can continue practicing. We'll seal off the area around you so no one can disturb you."

Thank you, mentor (ω)

Mir was about to say something when he saw the surrounding scenery rushing past, and the two instructors had already pulled him away quickly.

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