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

Chapter 664 Remuneration
For the increasingly skilled Celia, ten or twenty thousand monsters were no different from one or two thousand.

These monsters, though emerging from the ground with the help of unpolluted tides, do not possess the ability to fly.

Furthermore, once on land, her strength is somewhat compensated, so Celia can still fight.

But this time she didn't rush out to fight immediately.

She chose to cooperate with other sorcerers to make the magical cannons on the city walls work.

This was mainly due to her suspicions and conjectures.

Did the royal guards see Yan Cheng easily eliminate the demons and deliberately release them?

If that's the case, Celia won't be cleaning up their mess.

It took some time to annihilate tens of thousands of monsters. Celia gave a brief lesson on how to exploit the monsters' weaknesses. Although it wasn't as easy for others to find their weaknesses, the killing efficiency did increase.

By the time dawn broke the next day, all the monsters had finally been defeated.

Upon returning, Celia found Bastua.

"Lord Bastua, I won't be staying here for long. I'll leave in a day or two at most. You'd better ask the Elf King for help."

Celia actually wanted to say something else, but after thinking about it, she didn't say it in the end.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "If the number of monsters remains this high, perhaps you should consider evacuating."

Bastua nodded.

"In any case, I am very grateful for Miss Shiro and Miss Lofiel's help. I am indeed preparing to leave."

As she spoke, Bastuya paused, "There are many good things in the Little Sacred Tree's warehouse. If Miss Shiro and Miss Lofiel are interested, they can go in and pick out some of their favorites."

Just as Phil was about to refuse, Celia put her hand on her shoulder. "We happen to need some materials. Thank you, sir."

Celia gave Phil a wink, then followed Bastua to the warehouse inside the little sacred tree.

The warehouse was a bit messy, as if it had been moved.

With just one glance, Celia knew that Bastua was preparing to leave.

Most of the ordinary elves in the city have now evacuated. As for the remaining elves who were reluctant to leave, Bastua tried to persuade them but failed, so she just let them be.

There wasn't anything valuable in the warehouse.

Bastuya naturally carried valuable items with him; as the lord of a city, he couldn't possibly be unable to afford a spatial ring.

The next best items were specially transported out, and the next worst were those that weren't taken away in time—these are what's left in the warehouse.

With just a glance, Celia determined the quality of the materials. There were no high-quality ones, but there were quite a few that could be used to draw scrolls and magic circles. When drawing runes, not only high-level materials were needed, but also a considerable number of low-level materials.

Phil didn't need anything, but Celia still let her take some too.

Afterwards, the two returned to the hotel.

Phil asked, puzzled, "These materials are available in both the school and the Holy See; they're not rare. Why did Celia specifically bring them out?"

Celia smiled slightly: "It's better to take what belongs to others than to take it for free. Whether it's something from the school or something from the Temple of Ember, it's not good to take it for free. And now, according to... well, this is the fruit of labor. If you go anywhere for free, it won't be long before people not only don't thank you, but they'll also complain about you."

“Really?” Phil blinked. “I’ve been receiving free treatment at the Temple of Ember for so long, and no one has complained about me.”

"Is it really free?" Celia asked meaningfully.

"Really...right?" Phil was losing confidence after hearing what Celia said.

She couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Does this mean that the patients I treat for free actually paid money?

Celia smiled slightly and did not continue speaking.

She glanced at Ross beside her and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Is Phil's treatment really not free?"

Ross chuckled softly, "Who knows?" Indeed, Ross had Celia say those words.

He found it amusing every time he saw Phil with that look of self-doubt.

Seeing that Phil's expression was getting more and more confused, and that he was thinking about something, Celia quickly said, "Alright, alright, Phil, stop thinking about it. I was just saying. Let's talk about your 'key' situation."

The key is what Phil said he wanted to find by searching through the four satellite cities of the Elven capital to unlock the divine relics within the capital.

Although we don't know what form this key takes, calling it a key is certainly correct.

“The key,” Phil said, snapping out of his reverie. “I’ve got some leads now, after you killed those monsters.”

Celia immediately showed interest. "How so?"

“After you killed the monster, the pollution dissipated into the air. I gathered some of the pollution and discovered a strange power within it that could strengthen my connection to the ‘key’…”

Although Phil didn't know why there was any connection between the gods and pollution, the clues still excited him greatly.

While she was excited, there was also a hint of fear deep in her eyes.

Because the pollution reminded her of Ross.

Extracting divine revelation from pollution is terrifying to contemplate.

Phil considered her situation and Ross's attitude so far. She couldn't rule out the possibility that it was a pretense, but she had no power to resist and could only take it one step at a time.

As he pondered this, Phil seemed to be asking Celia, or perhaps muttering to himself, "Is this really Lord Haroldias's relic?"

“Yes,” Celia emphasized, “It must be, I believe you.”

"Ok!"

The two discussed it for a while, then went back to sleep or meditate.

At noon, the two left and went to the Little Sacred Tree, where they met Bastua.

Bastua looked unwell, and Celia asked in surprise, "The beast tide is here again?"

Bastuya shook his head: "No, I asked the royal court, and they said that the forest patrol team that was scouting this area lost contact, which is why no alarm was sounded. I don't know if it's true or not, but in any case, there may be an even more turbulent beast tide attack next."

"The forest patrol?" Celia raised an eyebrow, inexplicably thinking of the friendly elf Lana.

The other party was only at the third tier, unlike most elves, and was friendly, which made Celia feel somewhat favorably towards him.

However, the other party was unable to resist the tide of pollution and was corrupted by it. He later went to the Temple of Resurrection for treatment, and after returning, Celia had no time to pay attention to his condition.

If I remember correctly, Lana initially claimed to be a member of the Elf Forest Patrol.

However, these two are probably just name reuses.

Celia shook her head slightly, dismissing the thought from her mind.

At this moment, Bastua said, "Because the patrol team is missing, before a new patrol team takes over the mission, that is, from today to tomorrow, there may be an unknown number of monsters coming over. I hope you two can stay for a couple more days, until tomorrow."

Before Phil could speak, Celia interjected, "If there are too many monsters, we won't be able to stop them either. Sorry."

Bastua didn't react, but continued:

"If you help us hold out for these two days, I can pay you two three thousand gold coins as a reward."

Celia smiled and said, "Since Lord Bastua has extended such a warm invitation, we can't just stand by and watch you die. Don't worry, with us here, the monsters will never set foot in Yan City!"

Phil stood to the side, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

In the end, they chose to remain silent.

Celia... seems to be short of gold coins...

(End of this chapter)