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

Chapter 347 Miss Celia is the one who truly wins hearts and minds!
Over the next few days, the Mage League proceeded smoothly, with both team and individual competitions completing their first round of elimination matches.

At the same time, the campaign against heretics has made encouraging progress. The entire Northern Alliance has wiped out dozens of strongholds, captured countless heretics, and liberated countless innocent civilians who were trapped.

Not only the Northern Alliance, but other empires also launched similar movements, discovering many heretical strongholds.

With a flurry of exciting news, the heretical activities gradually disappeared, and people's attention was refocused on the Sorcerer League.

After the first round of elimination matches, there will be a short break of a few days before the second round of 16 to 8 matches begins.

By this time, it was already the end of August.

As the rescue operation in Gerald was swiftly completed under immense pressure, saving more than half of the residents' lives, the incident gradually faded into the background.

The difference is that the entire Northern Alliance is under martial law, and raids are conducted from time to time to check for any missing heretics.

Although ordinary purification spells are not very effective against the magical pollution of the Arctic Blood Alliance, which carries a trace of divine power, they still have their intended functions.

For example, during purification, people with demonic energy will suffer greatly, even if the purification is slowed down.

Using this, they arrested countless suspected heretics and achieved a complete victory.

As for whether there was any intention to corrupt people and then imprison them as heretics... that remains unknown.

The day before the round of 16, Celia found Ashburn and told him some news.

"Your Majesty Ashborn, the Arctic Blood Alliance is about to make its move again."

Ashburn immediately clenched his fists and said viciously, "Well, these rats in the gutter are really not honest at all. They want to take advantage of the moment when we're off guard and do it again. Enough is enough."

"They might be trying something new this time," Celia said. "They could pretend to be contestants."

Ashburn paused for a moment, then sneered, "Interesting. Pretending to be a contestant? Do they think we can't use purification magic to check the contestants?"

Celia said, "They will disguise themselves as many teams of competitors, and our team's opponents are also heretics. I hope His Majesty Ashborn will not arrest them before we defeat our opponents."

Ashburn raised an eyebrow: "Why?"

"Because we want to defeat them fair and square, so that they won't use that as an excuse."

Ashburn asked, "?"

Celia said, "Thanks to the traitor, they already know of my existence. Our opponents... might deliberately reveal a little pollution tomorrow so you can capture them and our team can win without a fight."

Ashburn was even more confused: "Are you sure they want to do this? Is something wrong with them?"

"Who knows? Maybe they're trying to manipulate public opinion or something. Anyway, Your Majesty Ashborn, could you please wait until we defeat them before you arrest them?"

Ashburn nodded: "Alright, let me see your opponents tomorrow... a team from a small duchy? They seem unremarkable. If the heretics are in disguise, then the original participating team..."

Celia said, "It's not a disguise, they are heretics, the entire delegation from the small principality is a heretic."

Ashborn: "???"

"Principal Black asked me to tell you that he has already kept an eye on those people and hopes that His Majesty Ashborn will not send anyone to arrest them, lest they escape. You only need to be responsible for capturing the heretical contestants."

Ashburn: "...This old bastard, does he look down on the Northern Alliance that much?"

Celia said, "Principal Black said not to make me tell you that he looks down on the Northern Alliance, but since you guessed it, it probably doesn't matter whether I tell you or not."

Ashburn chuckled and touched his bald spot. "Yes, there's no difference. I'll go have a friendly chat with your principal in a couple of days."

Celia said worriedly, "Your Majesty, please don't fight with the principal. He said you can't beat him and he'll beat you to a pulp."

Ashburn slammed his hand on the table. "Don't worry, I promise there won't be a fight."

"That's good."

……

Upon returning, Celia found Black and said, "Headmaster, as you said, I told His Majesty Ashborn everything you said, and he was very pleased."

Blake stroked his beard: "It's been a long time since I've sparred with this old friend. My bones are practically rusted. It's not convenient to just go and fight him directly, so I have to make him come to me. Thanks for your trouble, Celia."

Celia blinked, not quite understanding the two, but it was clear they had a good friendship. So, who was the more powerful one?

Celia thought about Blake's feat of leveling a mountain and felt that Blake might have a better chance of winning.

But that has nothing to do with her anymore.

Let's focus on preparing for tomorrow's match!

……

the next day.

Celia's match is in the second round.

If they win this match, the next one will be an internal war... Oh, no, an internal war is not going to happen. The other team from the Holy Magic Academy was the first to go out and was eliminated by the team that won the Swiss round 3-0.

It was a clean 2-0 victory, so devastating.

"The Orc Empire's participating team, [Food Chain], looks very strong."

Celia wrote it down.

Although she has special abilities against pollution and the abyss with Ross's help, she is still just a regular third-tier mage. Without the buff of purification, it is still unknown whether she can defeat her opponent.

Of course, the current opponent is that heretic disguised as a member of the infiltrated team.

Celia looked towards the opposing team's viewing area, while Doris, as the team captain, stood up and called out, "It's our turn to go on stage! Let's go and take them down!"

Celia got up and went to the arena with her.

When she appeared, the entire stadium erupted in cheers.

"Celia! Celia! Celia!"

"The most beautiful contestant, Celia! I love you!"

"It was Celia who saved us! She's an angel!"

"Oh my god, she's so cute! She's like a goddess descended from heaven!"

"Celia will win!"

"..."

Countless voices suddenly erupted, a stark contrast to the sparse applause during the first match. Not only was Celia startled, but the committee members also stood up in fright, thinking that the heretics had launched another attack.

Seeing that everyone was cheering for Celia, they breathed a sigh of relief, sat down again, and wiped away their cold sweat.

Several people even searched around for Ashburn and Satiffany's location, only to suddenly pause in surprise.

"Huh? Where are Her Majesty Ashburn and Her Majesty Satiffany? Where did they go?"

"They'll definitely hide and protect us from the shadows, you idiots."

"That's true, haha."

Ashburn and Satiffany, whom they were talking about, had already quietly taken action. After Celia appeared, they swiftly found all the heretics who were disguised as contestants, and through the clues provided by them and Celia, they found the place where the original contestants were imprisoned and released the real contestants.

Their actions were carried out in secret and did not affect Celia and the infidel team, who had already entered the competition area.

They stood opposite Celia, all with blank expressions, ignoring the cheers of the audience, simply watching Celia and her team quietly, without even saying any pre-match trash talk.

Doris stared at them, her brows furrowing slightly. "Something feels off."

But I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong.

At this point, the referee began the countdown.

"10, 9... 2, 1, start!"

(End of this chapter)