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

Chapter 301 The Saintess's Rest
"Mr. Ross, I... I really didn't meditate directly into the next day?"

Looking at the still bright sky in front of her, with the sun slowly setting, Celia couldn't quite tell whether it was a sunrise or a sunset.

She checked the time repeatedly: 8 PM.

Finally, one thing must be admitted: "Koster's nights come much later than those of Shining City."

Ross chuckled, "The sun is about to set now, and by the time you reach your target area, it will be almost dark."

"makes sense."

Celia nodded, left the hotel where she was resting, and went out onto the street. She wandered around for a while, found a secluded spot, disguised herself, and then continued out.

Ross gave her a vague sense of what was going on.

"In this direction, the distance is about 10 kilometers."

10 kilometers is the distance Ross can easily scan now, and this value has been further increased after the sealing array broke.

"Let me take a look at the map over there first..."

Celia opened her bracelet, carefully examined the map, and compared it with the area 10 kilometers away before stopping a horse-drawn carriage by the roadside and slowly driving over.

Ten kilometers is fast for flying and high-speed trains, but slow for ordinary carriages. It wasn't until the sun was setting and the sky was getting dark that Celia arrived nearby.

After getting off the bus and paying, she looked around and couldn't help but frown.

This is the main road leading into the central urban area of ​​Koster, and both sides of the main road are lined with simple houses built with all sorts of materials.

The corners of these houses were all filled with garbage, and there were two open sewers by the roadside. They were pitch black inside, and there was no fluctuation of demonic energy pollution, but Celia still felt that the black sewage was more terrifying than the demonic energy pollution.

The coachman, who was about to leave, warned, "Madam, this is a slum. A lady dressed so neatly like you is a target for many shady characters. You should be careful."

After saying this, the driver hurriedly drove away, afraid that if he was late, he would be left to die here.

Celia glanced back at the carriage's retreating figure, but before she could make a move, she felt several pairs of disgusting eyes staring at her from the side.

The girl frowned, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

"I've already disguised myself as an ordinary girl, so why do these people still look at me with such disgusting eyes?"

“To those people, even a sow is prettier than an elf.” Ross reached out and touched Celia’s forehead, and her figure slowly became invisible.

To the sorcerer, she was still a normal person who could make eye contact with her. To the ordinary people, she was like someone shrouded in a fog, as if she were pixelated, and they could not see her clearly no matter how they looked at her.

So some of the bolder ones tried to get closer to take a closer look and maybe even strike up a conversation.

However, as soon as they got within three meters of Celia, they felt a bone-chilling cold that told them they would freeze if they continued.

When the time comes, their fate will be the same as the fate of the girl they fantasized about.

After easily dealing with these people, Celia sighed softly, "Why are there always such strange people in poor places..."

Ross said calmly, "Poverty combined with densely populated areas is the perfect breeding ground for chaos and crime."

Celia nodded slightly and quickly left.

Using the physical advantages granted by her rank, Celia jumped directly onto the roof of a nearby house, carefully assessed the situation, took out her flying broom, added a layer of black camouflage to herself and the broom, and then flew low towards her target.

"It's so great that there's no ban on air travel here."

As night falls, riding a flying broomstick at low altitude, it is difficult to be detected unless monitored by a magic array, especially with the added camouflage of the night.

A moment later, Celia arrived above the place Ross had mentioned and stopped on the roof of a nearby building.

At this moment, her appearance changed, from an ordinary, plain girl to an ordinary little boy.

Celia was afraid that she would get angry and hit people because of those offensive stares, so she decided to keep up the act.

"Girls are more likely to encounter people with ill intentions, but boys certainly won't," the girl muttered. She looked down and saw a small open space surrounded by several houses.

The open space was covered with gravel, and two tables were placed on the gravel. At this moment, nearly twenty people were sitting at the two tables, eating.

Celia tried to sense it, but because of the distance, she couldn't feel anything. She then turned to Ross for help: "Are all those people down there heretics?"

Ross nodded slightly. "Yes and no. There are only slight traces of demonic energy contamination on their bodies, so it's impossible to determine."

"Then I'll go closer and take a look."

Celia quietly took off and landed on a rooftop next to a small clearing surrounded by several houses, where she listened intently.

They seemed to be simply drinking and chatting, talking about how handsome and youthful the neighbor's child was.

After listening for a while, Celia realized that the child they were talking about wasn't a girl, but... a boy?

"..."

Silently, Celia changed her disguise back into the ordinary girl she had been before.

Boys can be in danger too.

"It seems there's nothing of value in this..."

Celia muttered to herself, feeling it was time to leave. These people down below were drunk and would only become more and more unreliable.

But just as she got up to leave, she heard people below mention the Mage League.

The girl immediately sat down again and listened carefully.

"The Mage League is about to start, these next few days are going to be tough."

"It's better to behave yourself, otherwise if you accidentally offend some powerful sorcerer, you might die without even knowing how."

“Those sorcerers won’t come here. If they dare to, we’ll have to see what a sorcerer tastes like.”

"Hehehe, so arrogant, do you think you can beat him?"

"If you can't beat them, can't you use strategy? What's the use of being strong? One bottle of Dream Essence and even the strongest person will have to go to sleep!"

"This Dream Essence is truly a treasure. It doesn't have much effect on ordinary people, but it's most effective on mages. It's amazing."

"It's really amazing, hahaha."

Among the people chatting below, one of them suddenly burst into laughter.

The others laughed too.

A moment later, their laughter abruptly stopped, as if programmed.

Immediately afterwards, the first person to burst into laughter looked towards the roof where Celia was hiding.

"Friend, it's cold on the rooftop at night. Come down and sit for a bit, have a drink, have some fun, and let loose a little."

Everyone looked up like robots, all staring at the spot where Celia was hiding.

When was I exposed?

Celia was slightly taken aback, and in her confusion, she suddenly felt her eyelids getting really heavy.

Ross's soft laughter reached my ears.

"This Dream Essence is indeed a good thing. It's colorless, odorless, and has few side effects. It's a great sleep aid. Go to sleep. You haven't had a proper night's sleep after training for so long. Sleep peacefully and leave the rest to me."

A smile appeared on the girl's lips as she closed her eyes with a sense of peace.

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