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

Chapter 437 Holy crap, are you guys printers?

Chapter 437 Holy crap, are you guys printers?
Melina was trying not to laugh.

Boyle's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

His expression darkened: "Miss Celia, what are you saying? Two thousand scrolls in ten days? Is that something a human could do?"

"Only two hundred per person? That's easy, isn't it? If I were still here, I could have you make at least three thousand."

Boyle: "..."

Melina laughed and said, "See? You might not believe it, but Celia can really do that."

Boyle didn't believe it: "Talk is cheap. Who knows if you're bragging? If it were me, I could say I draw 10,000 a day."

Just as Celia was about to say "believe it or not," Melina seized the opportunity to say, "How about this, let Celia and her team compete with you in a contest of production speed. There are ten of you and five of Celia's team. If you can catch up with their speed, you win, and I will appropriately lower the production requirements."

Celia refused: "No, I'm still working on my puppet, I don't have time."

Melina said, "It won't take long, just a few hours."

Celia still refused: "My team is short-staffed, and Phil has run into some problems and can't participate."

Melina said, "The materials used in the competition will be provided free of charge, and the finished product is yours to sell to me."

"make a deal."

Celia immediately agreed.

Previously, when drawing scrolls for the Knights of the Law, the Knights of the Law provided the materials, and they only needed to pay for the labor. Of course, the finished product belonged to the Knights of the Law, not to them. The labor costs also had to be shared with other people. In the end, the income from a single scroll was not much. It was only by making a lot that they could save up more than two thousand gold coins.

Now that the materials are supplied for free and the finished product is his own, it's a direct profit without any investment, so Celia doesn't mind making a profit from him.

At the same time, she felt that Boyle and the others were simply being unreasonable. The five of them could deliver the goods even when they were slacking off, so how come they couldn't deliver the goods when the number of people was doubled?
Celia didn't care about winning or losing, because she could get the scroll no matter who she won or lost.

So she quickly summoned Benovia, Doris, and Anco, and together with Melina and Boyle, they went to the scroll-making workshop.

"Do we need to mix the ingredients ourselves?" Celia asked.

Boyle said, "No need, we have scroll ink, plenty of it, enough for you."

Anke looked at the scroll ink and couldn't help but shake her head: "You put too much dragon tongue grass. You didn't strictly follow the ratio, which will reduce the success rate."

Just as Boyle was about to say something, Melina said, "Anke is a materials master and potion master recognized by the Holy Lord. She is very sensitive to materials. You can consult her."

Boyle immediately shut up.

Being able to paint on a scroll does not mean you can mix scroll ink.

Most of the people present were only confident in their scroll painting skills, but dared not complain about the material ratios.

Just like a master calligrapher, even he can't match the skill of a professional ink maker in mixing ink.

Boyle had already informed the sorcerers in the house what was going to happen.

At this moment, everyone was eager to get started.

Like Boyled, they didn't believe Celia could make so many scrolls.

Melina stepped in front of all the sorcerers and recounted the contest.

"That's about it. I discussed it with Boyle and Celia and we've decided that the scroll will take two hours to make. You have ten minutes to prepare. The competition will begin in ten minutes."

Celia led Benovia and the other two to sit down at another empty seat.

Melina ordered that blank scrolls and scroll ink be prepared for them.

Celia said, "Since Phil isn't here and there's no need to prepare the scroll ink, let's divide into groups. Benovia will be in charge of the first part, spell number 3; Anko will be in charge of the second part, spell number 2; and Doris will be in charge of the third part, spell number 1, the simplest part. I'll be in charge of the final fusion, okay?"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

After Anko and Doris mixed the scroll ink, they both came to help. They both knew how to draw the three parts. Except for the most crucial part, which was to merge the three parts, they knew everything else and could draw it easily.

Celia looked toward Boyled's camp.

She was curious why Boyle and the others were so slow.

After all, they were ten experienced sorcerers. With their cooperation, their speed couldn't possibly be slower than hers, who was leading three "apprentices." Ten minutes passed quickly, and Benovia and the other two swiftly picked up blank scrolls and began to draw.

Celia also picked up a sheet at random, intending to quickly draw one herself while the others finished.

She was already very familiar with the scroll, and could even draw it blindly, and could also observe the situation of Boyled's camp.

This observation left him stunned.

"What's going on with them? Why are they all drawing the first part? Could it be..."

Celia immediately thought of a possibility.

Her expression was strange.

Seriously? I told you all to divide the work and cooperate, but in the end, you all still just did your own thing?
Can a small, individual workshop be as fast as an assembly line?

Celia was drawing very quickly; while Boyled, the fastest member of the Boyled faction, had just finished the second part, Celia had already completed a scroll drawing.

At this point, Benovia and the others also switched places, picking up the scrolls from which the other had drawn a portion and skillfully continuing to draw the parts they were familiar with, their speed only slightly slower than Boyle's.

As Boyle finished drawing the third part and began the fusion, Celia finished drawing the second scroll, and then picked up the scroll drawn by Benovia and the other two to begin the fusion.

Just as Celia was about to complete the fusion and draw the third scroll, a sound came from the other side.

Celia looked over and saw that the scrolls of three sorcerers had failed to fuse, and they were picking up new blank scrolls in frustration.

As soon as Celia moved her hand, the card in her hand also failed.

She didn't pay attention and picked up another one to continue.

Time passed slowly.

Melina smiled as she looked at the scrolls slowly piling up in the Celia camp, and then at the varying depths of the scrolls piled up in the Boyled camp, each fighting its own battle.

Actually, the outcome was decided in less than two hours, about an hour.

At this moment, apart from Celia who had time to observe others, everyone else was immersed in making the scroll and didn't care about anything else.

A long time passed.

Melina checked the time and reminded her, "There are ten minutes left until the end. Please pay attention to the time."

Ten minutes is about enough time to draw one picture.

This reminder prevented anyone from accidentally failing, because everyone present was focused and not distracted by external factors.

Soon, the time is up.

Melina stood up.

"time up."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, ignoring the half-finished scroll in their hands, and simply threw it away.

Boyle stood up, collected and counted the scrolls belonging to his faction, and smiled.

"34 cards successfully obtained in 2 hours, Bishop Melina, how is that?"