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

Chapter 359 Celia's Outfit Change

After leaving Elena, Celia slowly strolled around the city.

While wandering around casually, she slowly shed her elven disguise and reverted to her original appearance.

She realized that, apart from a few die-hard fans, most viewers wouldn't notice who the passersby were.

If she had to pretend to be someone while shopping, Celia thought she might as well pretend for the rest of her life.

Let's see if we get recognized!
However, just in case, she still used a disguise technique to add a faint veil to herself, so that people wouldn't guess who she was if they weren't paying attention.

After that, she wandered around aimlessly.

"I haven't been this relaxed for a long time."

Celia went into a clothing store and browsed around, but in the end she didn't buy anything.

"Ordinary clothes don't offer magic resistance, and clothes with magic resistance are too expensive. Sigh, I'll just wear whatever I like."

Ross said, "Didn't Doris give you a set of clothes? Why aren't you wearing them?"

"I plan to add the runes to my clothes after I leave tomorrow, and then I'll wear them."

"With danger perception, you can wear ordinary clothes every day. The Northern League's clothes are quite unique. Buying a couple to change your style would be a good idea."

"It seems...not bad."

Celia was intrigued, so she headed to another clothing store.

Not long after, she came out wearing a blue and white dress.

The dress features a silver-white bodice, blue skirt, and a red lining. Gold lines, resembling runes, spread across the entire dress, adding a touch of mystery.

She wore sheer black stockings that made her legs look incredibly long.

Celia lightly touched the brick road with her toes, taking two steps forward like a swan, and looked at the phantom of Ross beside her.

"Mr. Ross, is it good?"

Ross nodded. "Not bad, but if you walk a few more steps you'll leave the city center and head into the slums, and this outfit will attract a lot of attention there."

"The slums..."

Celia looked up at the end of the street and realized that it was indeed not far from the slums.

"It's daytime now, the Mage League has just ended, there shouldn't be any of those annoying things in the slums, right?"

Celia walked toward the slums.

"Since we're leaving anyway, why don't we take a stroll through the slums?"

Leaving the wide roads in the central area, Celia came outside. The stone-paved road had turned into a dirt road. Fortunately, it hadn't rained for the past two days, but there was garbage everywhere on both sides of the road, and there was a ditch next to the road filled with dirty sewage.

Several children were playing in the stinking ditch.

Even though it wasn't her first time there, the pungent smell still made Celia frown, forcing her to use a purification spell to cleanse the odor from the air around her.

Now, her magical skills have reached a level of microscopic mastery, allowing her to control even purification spells so precisely that they can only affect a few centimeters of her cheek.

At such a short distance, and with purified air, the magic power consumed was negligible. After finishing, Celia walked into a side street next to the main road, intending to see where the market in the slums was, when she suddenly faintly heard shouts and curses coming from not far away.

She could vaguely hear the words "heretics," which aroused Celia's curiosity.

She followed the sound and soon saw two men dressed as Sheriff Koster were shouting at each other on the side of a side road...

Two elderly people?

Celia frowned and rushed over immediately.

The two sheriffs' words gradually became clearer. "You two old men, are you deaf? I said your son joined a cult, was arrested, and now needs gold coins to get out. He asked me to come and get you to raise the gold coins."

The two elderly people were a couple. The elderly man said in a trembling voice, "We...we have no money. Didn't we say before that our child...died?"

The two sheriffs exchanged a glance, and one of them immediately shouted, "What do you mean 'dead'? I'm just kidding. He's just been arrested and needs money. Hand over the money now! Pay the fine first, and we'll talk about the ransom later."

"We...we have no money. The 12 silver coins we gave you are our last bit of money."

"Twelve silver coins are not enough, and the fine is ten gold coins. Here, see if you have anything valuable at home, preferably magical materials or something. Bring it out so we can take a look."

Celia slowly walked to the two of them and suddenly asked, "What are you doing here?"

The two sheriffs visibly trembled and hurriedly turned to look. When they saw Celia wearing a veil, they were stunned. They felt that the girl in front of them, dressed in the beautiful clothes that only residents of the central district would wear, looked somewhat familiar.

But they couldn't remember for a moment.

He's probably not a big shot.

However, people in the central area still shouldn't have any wild ideas.

One of them waved his hand impatiently and said, "Get out of the way. We are enforcing the law. Don't obstruct us, or you will be fined too."

Celia raised an eyebrow. "You think you're in the right to bully two old people?"

Another person scoffed: "They're not ordinary old people. Their son is a heretic of the Arctic Blood Alliance and participated in the Frozen Arena incident."

"The Frozen Arena?" Celia frowned. "Weren't all those heretics in the Frozen Arena dead...?"

"Die, die, die? What do you mean, die?" The sheriff who spoke first immediately interrupted Celia, his tone unfriendly: "Are you a resident of the central district? What are you doing here? Go back right now, or we won't be so polite if you delay law enforcement any longer."

Celia said with dissatisfaction, "Why are you so irritable? I only came over to find out what was going on when I saw you two bullying an old man. I'm being lenient by not beating you up right away."

"Oh ho, you want to fight the sheriff? I think you'll... ah!"

The sheriff rolled up his sleeves and approached Celia, but before he could finish speaking, Celia kicked him to the ground.

Celia stepped on the other person and snorted, "Let's talk this out, don't resort to violence."

The other immediately tapped his bracelet: "Captain, there's trouble here, requesting backup."

Celia: "..."

Soon after, the sound of many footsteps came from nearby.

Soon, a group of five people came running over.

Upon seeing this, the sheriff, who had been trampled on the ground, immediately struggled to his feet and ran over.

"Captain, it's her. We were investigating the infidels' family situations, and she came up to me and..."

Bang!
The captain punched him hard, causing him to fall to the ground again.

Under the bewildered gaze of the other person, the captain quickly walked up to Celia and exclaimed excitedly, "Miss Celia! I'm your fan!"

W-what?
Miss Celia?
real or fake?

The sheriff on the ground and the one shaking the people rubbed their eyes, and soon, the sense of familiarity immediately merged with the image of Celia.

Holy crap, is that really Celia?!
What are we doing?
"Hello." Recognized, Celia nodded to the other person but did not remove her veil, asking directly, "I'd like to know what's going on here. Could you tell me?"

The captain was very happy.

"No problem, I'll answer anything you know!"

(End of this chapter)