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

Chapter 285 Little Bully Phil
Of all those present, none knew Enarse's situation better than Phil.

After three days of treatment, she knew everything about Ainars's condition and knew that she couldn't wake up so quickly.

not to mention……

She was even more shocked to sense the magic within Enarse's body.

She looked at Celia, a question in her eyes.

Benovia smiled and said, "It's a mysterious priestess who suddenly approached me and said she could heal Enars, so I brought her here."

Phil blinked. "I thought it was Celia who cured him."

"Of course it's not me. If you can't cure me, how could you possibly cure me?" Celia secretly rolled her eyes.

Do you see me as some magical elf who can do everything?

Phil stepped forward. "Excuse me, let me examine Enarse first and see what her condition is like."

Celia stepped aside to let Phil step forward.

A divine light appeared and lasted for several minutes before slowly disappearing.

Phil's eyes lit up: "The recovery is excellent, but it's mostly just her magic that's been restored. Her body hasn't fully recovered yet. Let me lend you a hand."

Without waiting for a response, Phil began the treatment, ignoring Celia and Benovia.

Benovia checked the time and said, "Celia, it's getting late. I'm about to head back. Do you want to go back too?"

Thinking of her own classes, Celia hesitated for a moment, then looked at Enarse: "Enarse, you stay here and listen to Phil, okay?"

Enarse nodded. "Go ahead, Celia. Your studies are important."

Benovia smiled and said, "I've hired a professional nanny for Miss Enarse to take care of her daily life, so there's no need to worry."

"Thank you, Benovia."

"You are welcome."

The two left quietly without disturbing Phil.

Once outside, Celia declined Benovia's invitation to go back together. After watching Benovia leave, she went to a corner and summoned the puppet.

“Mr. Ross, what do you need the puppet for?” Celia asked.

“When Phil was treating Enarse, he was also affected by the power remaining in Enarse's body... from the Puppet Heart. If it is not removed in time, this power will quietly absorb her magic and affect her subsequent cultivation.”

Celia paused for a moment, nodded, and asked, "Should I go back and wait for you?"

“Okay, the Temple of Embers is a bit far from the school, but it’s within my control. You can go back first.”

"it is good."

Ross controlled the puppet and walked into the temple.

After watching him leave, Celia hailed a carriage and returned to school.

……

Inside the temple's healing room, Phil slowly stopped the treatment.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, licked her pale lips, and looked with great satisfaction at Ainars's gradually rosy complexion.

"All the hidden dangers have been dealt with for you. Now all you need to do is have dinner and meditate for a few hours to restore all your magic. Rest here for a few days and you can go back to class next week."

"Thank you, Miss Phil," said Enarse gratefully.

Phil didn't mind. "I just did my job. You should rest. I have class tomorrow, so I won't keep you company."

"Ok."

"..."

As Phil emerged from the treatment room, he suddenly felt dizzy and quickly grabbed the doorframe for support.

She frowned slightly, sensing the state of her body.

"My mental energy is running low... Sigh, Phil, I told you to take care of your health and not try to solve everything at once, why didn't you listen..." "Do you want to become a follower of an evil god?"

"Speaking of which... what exactly is this mysterious energy? Why is it so difficult to eliminate..."

Phil left while lost in thought. Suddenly, she felt something was wrong with the road ahead. She looked up and realized she didn't know where she was; she was surrounded by a meadow.

Phil pondered for a moment, "This seems to be... the lawn next to the temple? How did I get here?"

Just as I was about to turn back, a voice came from the side: "Aren't you going to sit for a bit before leaving?"

Familiar voice.

Phil looked up abruptly and saw a figure shrouded in a black robe sitting at a table outside the lawn, where people were resting.

The familiar black robe, the familiar hood, the familiar voice.

Phil's heart began to pound.

She was uneasy and cautiously approached step by step, stealing a glance at Ross with each step before moving on.

After getting close to the table, she even faced Ross's direction, and like a crab, she walked sideways to the stool and sat down, head down, like a little girl who had done something wrong.

"Hand out."

Ross's voice came through, and Phil, as if by reflex, stretched out her fair little hand.

Due to the long-term invasion of demonic energy and the influence of divine power, her skin was bloodless and very pale.

She whispered cautiously, "Um, Lord Luo... I haven't allowed any pollution to corrupt my body recently; everything is under control..."

"Well done."

Phil's lips curled up slightly; she didn't even know why she felt a little happy.

"but……"

The happiness is gone.

"You've caught something new these past few days."

Phil paused, "You mean the mysterious power extracted from Enarse?"

Ross remained silent, maintaining his aloof demeanor, and began the treatment immediately.

When Celia was treating Enars, Ross instructed Celia to circulate the divine power from the divine fragment within her body and fuse it with holy magic. The purpose of this was not to treat Enars, but rather to treat Phil now.

Ross mobilized the divine power remaining in Celia's body, sending it into Phil's body to draw upon the divine power invading Phil's body, absorbing it and integrating it into that trace of divine power.

Ross's control of that wisp of divine power acted like a magnet, attracting all the divine power that had invaded Phil's body along the way. Only after confirming that all the remaining divine power had been absorbed did he draw out that divine power, which then appeared at his fingertips.

Ross flicked his finger, and the divine power dissipated into the air.

He then stared at Phil until she lowered her head, before saying calmly, "Do you know the side effects of this stuff before you keep inhaling it?"

"I don't know," Phil said honestly.

"It will absorb your magic and grow stronger, slowly replacing your magic. You can control it, and it will be a power stronger than magic, but you cannot control it. It is destined to grow stronger and then tear your body apart."

Phil lowered his head and whispered, "Oh..."

Ross's voice suddenly turned stern: "Don't absorb unfamiliar powers indiscriminately in the future, do you hear me?"

Phil was startled, and his hand involuntarily trembled.

"I know, I know!"

"very good."

Ross nodded in satisfaction, his figure slowly fading away as he used spatial magic to leave, leaving Phil sitting there, staring blankly at the empty space opposite him.

　I wrote 15,000 words in a row, it feels so good!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)