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

Chapter 729 This is it, we're doomed!

Ross's suggestion to go find Phil seemed to have a significant impact on Celia.

She quickly got up, entered a meditative state... then lay down on the bed and enjoyed a baby-like sleep.

Of course, she did it through sleep meditation, not by sleeping.

Ross nodded and then turned his attention to Phil's training.

Time flies, and before long, the year-end exams are here.

Unlike previous years, Celia no longer needs to take the exam this year.

Similarly, several fourth-tier mages, including Benovia, did not participate in the exam.

For a fourth-tier mage to take the exam, it's like a game-changer for third-tier and lower tier mages.

The mentors conducting the assessments may find themselves drenched in sweat.

To prevent exam instructors from being assaulted by students, the school separately gathers all fourth-level students and has fifth-level professors conduct a simple assessment of them, which then counts as the completion of the year-end assessment.

Celia was no exception.

Therefore, after finishing the simple assessment, Celia made a special trip to see how her classmates took the exam.

Currently, very few sorcerers can reach the fourth rank during five years of advanced study, and those who reach the fourth rank in their third year are even rarer.

Aside from Celia, very few people actually knew about the other fourth-tier mages, but Celia's fourth-tier status was publicized through the school radio, so when she appeared in the examination hall, all her classmates became nervous.

During the exam, they were even a little reserved, with only some of the boys putting in their best effort.

However, Celia's attention wasn't on them; it was on a particular examinee—

Benovia.

She is currently undergoing a practical assessment, and her opponent is a fourth-level instructor.

Benovia, being of the fourth order, knew the least.

She even pretended to be only a third-level student in class.

So she also took the year-end exam.

The instructor is drenched in sweat.

Celia could see that Benovia was outwardly trying to dodge and fight back against her mentor's attacks, but in reality, the mentor was the one on the defensive.

After the exam ended, the tutor announced that Benovia had scored full marks and then left.

If he doesn't leave soon, everyone will see his disheveled figure.

After Benovia came down, Celia exclaimed, "What a thrilling duel!"

Benovia wiped away non-existent sweat: "My mentor is too strong. I only managed to hold on until the end by giving it my all."

Celia: "..."

"What about Celia's exam? What time is it?" Benovia asked.

Celia rolled her eyes: "I didn't participate."

"That's such a pity. If you study for a year and don't take the exam, wouldn't that be a waste of time?"

Celia was speechless: "Yeah, all that learning was for nothing. So, do you still want to participate in the holiday trial?"

"To be honest, I'm actually thinking of participating. Maybe I can sneak into a low-level ruin?"

"I don't think the principal will let you go."

"Why don't we go ask the principal?"

"This one……"

"Let's go, let's go. What if we can sneak into a low-level ruin? Even if we can't, we can still work with our mentor in the camp and maintain order."

Celia felt that Benovia's goal was definitely not to infiltrate low-level ruins. After all, if ancient ruins were so easy to infiltrate, there would be no need to specifically recruit low-level mercenaries to conquer them.

but……

To be honest, she was a little tempted.

The places I went to before were all extremely stressful. The ones I encountered below level three were all at the limit of level three, almost level four. Even the Lost Lighthouse at the very beginning was extremely stressful.

It gets even worse at the fourth tier. There are hardly any fourth tier players around; it's mostly fifth and sixth tier players, whose strength is maxed out.

Maxing out the difficulty level is challenging, but who doesn't want to crush noobs?

So Celia reluctantly followed Benovia to the principal's office. It was exam time, and Blake, who hadn't left the school, had caught someone there.

Upon hearing Benovia's suggestion, Blake pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "You can certainly participate in the holiday trials."

Benovia's eyes lit up.

"However, you can only participate in the high-level relic trials for mentors. You cannot go to the relic trials for ordinary students."

Benovia's eyes were dim.

"Then forget it. We're not school instructors, we're just ordinary students. If we can't participate, we should just go home."

Benovia then tried to leave.

"Wait," Blake called out to her.

"Is there anything else, Principal?"

"Your arrival has reminded me that you should indeed have plans for your holidays; you can't be left idle."

Benovia made a quick escape.

"I just remembered that my puppet hasn't had a bath yet. I'll go give it a bath first. Goodbye, Headmaster."

Celia watched Benovia leave, then looked at Black.

Blake stared at him: "Are you going to give the puppet a bath too?"

"Uh, my puppet is hungry and wants to eat, I..."

"If you leave, I'll arrange some troublesome holiday trials for you."

Just as she was about to turn and leave, Celia immediately said seriously, "Principal, you're too kind. As candidates for Saintess, we bear a heavier burden than others. Please tell me what arrangements you have. I'm never afraid of difficulties or challenges."

Blake's lips twitched.

That's right, you deliberately create difficulties for yourself even when there aren't any.

Benovia just wanted to lie down, and Blake knew that.

And Celia...

That just goes to show that the school's trials were nothing compared to her experiences.

“Celia, you have been through a lot, but don’t let your high position make you overlook the inconspicuous places.”

“No, I’m always extremely cautious when it comes to ruins,” Celia emphasized.

"That's good. Considering your status, the holiday arrangements will not be combined with the mentor trial. They will be arranged separately. The five of you will make a team. Hmm... You can go back first. I will let you know in a couple of days."

"Ok."

Celia nodded.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

"Well, let's go."

……

"This principal seems to have made this decision on a whim, so I don't know if it's reliable or not."

As she left the principal's office, Celia was filled with doubt.

She couldn't help but laugh when she thought of Benovia.

"Benovia is in trouble now. She was planning to go to the low-level ruins to bully the weak, but now she can only... tsk tsk."

Judging from Benovia's behavior, perhaps she wasn't there to dominate weaker opponents, but rather to join a team and didn't care what she did.

As for why she was so determined to go, Celia thought it must be because her family had some plans for her vacation, and she was so enthusiastic in order to avoid those plans.

But now...

Celia chuckled and returned to her dormitory to begin preparations.

Two days later, Blake summoned the five candidates for sainthood to his office.

"The school has a very important exploration task assigned to you."

Benovia's face fell at the very first sentence.

(End of this chapter)