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

Chapter 326 Ross is protecting Miss Saintess

After accepting the girls' gifts, there was a knock on the door.

As Benovia said "Come in," the restaurant's waiters brought out dish after dish, some of which Celia recognized, such as caviar and salmon slices, and many others that she couldn't name, which seemed to be specialties of the Northern Alliance.

Looking at the dazzling array of dishes, Celia couldn't help but ask, "Benovia, how much did all this food and preparation cost? I'll get it for you."

Benovia smiled slightly, "This is a birthday party the four of us threw for you. It wasn't expensive, so don't worry about it."

Celia felt that Benovia's "not expensive" might be different from her own "not expensive," just like Doris casually mentioned a high-grade Dreamweaver Spider Robe worth several hundred gold coins.

If it were Celia, she definitely wouldn't be willing to buy it.

The unknown threads she obtained in Jonathan's ancient ruins remain unused because she cannot afford a mage's robe capable of holding them.

Doris probably noticed this, which is why she specially sent her this dress.

Celia's attitude towards Doris has changed considerably.

She hadn't expected Doris to be so perceptive.

Speaking of which...

Doris provided a lot of materials for her own magic puppet...

Celia thought for a moment, took a sip of her juice, and looked at everyone: "Thank you everyone, I'm so happy! Let's work even harder to win the championship!"

Doris: "A mere championship is within my grasp!"

Benovia: "Then we need to do our regular training next."

Anke: "Okay, let's start tomorrow and try out the new auxiliary medicine I've been developing recently."

Phil: "I have no objection."

"I……"

boom--! ! !
Just as Celia was about to say something, a violent explosion suddenly rang out, followed by the entire building shaking violently.

The girls quickly got up, went to the window and opened it, and saw flames shooting into the sky in the distance, forming a huge mushroom cloud.

"That direction... seems to be a slum?"

Benovia glanced at it and said, "It didn't reach the slums, it was on the edge of the slums. It must have been a chamber of commerce building that exploded."

Doris glanced at it and pursed her lips: "It's just a minor explosion. I guess some business association was researching some potent drug and accidentally caused the explosion."

"It could also be a pagan attack."

"It must be quite lively over there."

"I don't know if there were any casualties..."

"This has nothing to do with us. We can't meddle in other people's business right now. Let's continue with the dinner!"

"makes sense."

The curtains were drawn, and the girls returned to the table.

Despite the sudden explosion that occurred midway through the birthday banquet prepared by the saints, Celia enjoyed her meal immensely.

but……

For some reason, I always feel like something is missing.

As the time slowly approached nine o'clock, the girls, having eaten and drunk their fill, returned to the hotel.

According to Ross's training plan, she must begin meditating at nine o'clock.

So after returning, she greeted Benovia and the others, then lay down on the bed and entered a meditative state.

"Speaking of which, Lord Ross didn't seem to be here during dinner..."

"I went and took care of a bit of trouble."

Ross's image appeared in Celia's mental space. "Trouble? What trouble?" Celia asked.

Ross laughed and said, "After you all went into the hotel to eat, some restless heretic started to stir up trouble and prepared to destroy the hotel and bury you underground."

Celia's eyes widened: "What? Really? Is it the Arctic Blood Alliance?"

"No, it's the Deep Sea Mutual Aid Association."

"The Deep Sea Aid Society? The Deep Sea Aid Society has come to the Northern Alliance?"

"Yes, you have repeatedly thwarted their plans and destroyed their strongholds. They hate the Holy Court to the core. Your portraits are probably already circulating internally. That was a good opportunity."

As Ross spoke, he revealed to Celia how he had switched the devastating magical bomb.

Celia quickly realized that it was lunchtime and that's how the explosion happened.

"So... Lord Ross wasn't here just now because he went to stop the heretics of the Deep Sea Aid Society? And he even blew up the Deep Sea Aid Society's stronghold..."

"Pretty much. At least let you have a meal in peace. We can't have accidents every time we go out, can we?"

Celia was touched, but when she heard Ross say that every time she went out, something unexpected happened, she immediately retorted: "How could that be? This time it was a plan by the Deep Sea Aid Association. That Deep Sea Aid Association was clearly lying in wait around our hotel. They only ran over when they saw Benovia making a reservation at the restaurant."

Ross smiled and nodded: "Yes."

The girl was furious.

But I don't know how to refute it.

After all, Ross said "yes," which meant he was agreeing with her.

But this agreement is infuriating!
So, in a fit of pique, Celia decided to enter a special meditative state.

That is, to resonate with Ross's mental power.

The resonance process was much smoother than with the divine fragments, and the spiritual power of both parties quickly reached a state of resonance.

Afterwards, Celia meditated to absorb magic power.

But for some reason, the girl felt increasingly drowsy.

"Did I eat too much? Why do I feel so tired, both physically and mentally... phew..."

Filled with doubt, Celia slowly drifted off to sleep.

Ross watched as Celia's mental energy gradually stabilized, and she had already entered a state of sleep. He smiled slightly.

Instead of giving her anything, let's give her a wonderful dream adventure.

As a contractor of the gods, Ross designed a contract for Celia to help her become a god. Under this contract, nothing he gave her could be considered a gift—at least that's what Ross thought.

However, giving away something beyond Celia's level would be meaningless to her, and giving something to a god would be even more impossible.

Ross wouldn't just make a willow wreath for Celia and move on, as Ethel initially suggested; that would be too casual.

After much thought, Ethel's last words gave him inspiration.

The realm of God is not a place that ordinary people can enter; problems may arise.

But the unforgettable memories are still a plus.

If we let Celia step into his 'divine realm' in the form of a dream, and let her experience an unforgettable dream journey, it would be a wonderful gift for her.

He has been preparing this gift, which came about through a dream, since this morning. This includes training Celia, which is also part of his preparations, but he just hasn't told her.

He had woven a beautiful dream for Celia; now, it was time to dream.

Ross maintained a spiritual resonance with Celia, his consciousness slowly sinking into the dream he had created for her.

"Let me take you on a journey through the magical world of dreams."

(End of this chapter)