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

Chapter 338 Mere Heretics
Hearing Ross's words, Celia couldn't help but feel hopeful.

However, she said with some concern, "Although I want to watch the show, it wouldn't be good if innocent people were involved..."

Ross said calmly, "You saved them once, but can you save them forever? After such a serious accident, they still continue to court death by watching the game. That means they deserve to die. You can't reason with a damned ghost."

"If you're worried, wait until you get an answer from your advisor, then publish a warning in the newspaper in your name, suggesting that everyone not go to watch the game tomorrow. What's the point of trying to save him when things are already like this?"

"That's right."

Celia is no longer under pressure.

She has a kind heart, but that doesn't mean she'll save people who are courting death.

If he likes to court death so much, then let him die.

Celia returned to the inn and was preparing to practice her magic in the park behind it when Nicodimus suddenly called her over.

In an office room, Nicodimus looked at Celia and Benovia, who happened to be there, and said, "You've both seen the various rumors and newspapers these past two days, haven't you?"

The two nodded.

Nicodimus looked at Benovia and said, “I’ve seen what you’ve done, and you’ve done a good job. The tide is now in our hands, but we may not be able to succeed.”

Benovia asked in surprise, "Does the Northern Alliance not care about the opinions of the people at all?"

Nicodimus said, "Under normal circumstances, we would definitely care. However, your opponent is a team from the Northern Alliance. Unfortunately, one of the team members is the child of a Grand Duke, who is a sixth-tier mage in the Northern Alliance. Seeing this opportunity to get his child into the top sixteen, the other side might make a move to help Adrian withstand the pressure, at least until tomorrow."

"Hold on until tomorrow?" Celia was slightly taken aback. "Is there a difference?"

Nicodimers said, "Yes, yesterday's match has been postponed to tomorrow, which means your match is not over yet. You still have two matches left, and you haven't made it to the round of 16 yet. If you are missing one player in these two matches, they will have a chance to beat you and make it to the round of 16."

He looked at Benovia, "Later I will go with the head of the Royal Magic Academy and the Ishtar delegation to see Adrian again for a final confirmation. If he really intends to wait until tomorrow to reinstate Celia's qualifications... you may have to fight four against five tomorrow."

“Four against five…” Benovia pondered for a moment, then said confidently, “Judging from their performance yesterday, they might not necessarily lose in a four-on-five fight.”

Celia asked earnestly, "Professor Nicodimus, can we refuse the match?"

Nicodimers asked in surprise: "Refusing to play?"

Celia nodded: "Since the league committee is so eager to pull a fast one, then we should naturally resist in our own way. Why should we listen to them? Four against five."

Benovia said, "Don't worry, Celia, even with one less person, we can easily defeat them, advance to the round of 16, and expose their dirty tricks."

Celia said, "I believe in your abilities. However, this is done under the other side's shady rules. They've already done this. Even if you go to the competition, who knows if there will be other shady dealings? Like biased refereeing or something, and they'll call you out for violating the rules."

"This one……"

"If you believe me, don't go to the stadium tomorrow."

Nicodimus raised an eyebrow. "You seem to know something?"

Celia said, "I previously discovered a group of heretics and followed them into a stronghold. I found a lot of information there, although most of it was about potions. But I was able to guess their intentions based on some clues."

Nicodimus asked, "What are their intentions?"

"Starting with the Destruction Mage League, they announce their existence to the world and achieve their unknown goals." "A bunch of rats in the gutter, united they are still just rats," Nicodimus scoffed.

"But for the Northern League, these rats could be the plague."

Nicodimus was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "You're right. I'm afraid everything about the Northern Alliance is leaking through the heretics like a sieve. So, the heretics might cause trouble again tomorrow... If your qualifications are reinstated later, I'll tell the committee about this. But, maybe they won't care even if I do."

Benovia was utterly perplexed: "Even after all this, you still don't care?"

"Because Archduke Gerard, who made Adrian hold on, will be in charge of security at the stadium tomorrow."

"I see."

Celia asked Ross in her mind, "If a sixth-tier mage is in charge of the arena, will the arena be safe?"

Ross shook his head: "In the eyes of the Arctic Blood Alliance, the Northern Alliance is like a sieve. They expected the arrival of that sixth-tier mage. From what I've seen, I'm afraid the sixth-tier mage will not only be unable to stop them from causing trouble, but will also be completely outmaneuvered by them in the end."

Celia's heart skipped a beat: "Is it that scary?"

"You'll find out tomorrow."

"Ok."

……

night.

Adrian sternly rejected the attempt by Nicodimers and Ista to use their power to pressure others, and did not budge on Celia's eligibility to compete, still insisting on canceling her participation.

After everyone left, he wiped the sweat from his brow and went to a secluded spot.

"I have successfully completed my mission, Your Excellency Gerrard. But if I do not relent by tomorrow at the latest, I am afraid I will be the one disqualified."

"That's enough. Without this mage who can hurt a fourth-tier mage, my child was able to lead his team to victory easily. Well done. After you hand over the mage league, I will arrange training for you to help you complete the advancement trial and advance to the sixth tier."

“Thank you, Your Majesty Gerard. It is my honor to serve you.” Adrian was very excited.

He was originally prepared to back down, since this matter was originally just a matter of saving face, but now everyone is on the opposite side, and the pressure from all sides is making it hard for him to breathe.

Just then, Grand Duke Gerard of the Northern Alliance appeared, supporting his actions and giving him the courage and reward to continue the fight.

The allure of advanced training far surpasses that of any mage league.

If he were a sixth-tier mage, let alone a single player, even if someone tried to intimidate him, he could arbitrarily kick that team out!

"If the heretics continue to cause trouble tomorrow, we urge His Majesty Gerrard to intervene and ensure the smooth running of the match."

The audacity of the Arctic Blood Alliance made Adrian break out in a cold sweat. He was now on tenterhooks, worried that any slight movement might be the work of a heretic, and if another heretic caused trouble tomorrow...

Grand Duke Gerard waved his hand dismissively.

"They're just heretics; if they dare to cause trouble, I'll show them what happens when they anger me!"

(End of this chapter)