Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

"They...were all caught by law enforcement?"

The girl was dumbfounded. Watching the competition go by, with all the amazing skills and elaborate disguises, she hadn't even considered the possibility of being stopped by the enforcement team.

How could they have been wiped out after only a few minutes of running?

What about my gold coins?

Before she could even mourn for the gold coins, Celia's first instinct was to run.

Ross stopped her: "No need to run, just fly there normally."

"them……"

"Just listen to me."

The contestants ahead seemed to have anticipated this, and they all rushed into the encirclement.

Celia followed closely behind.

Regis was directing law enforcement to confiscate all the students' drones that were in violation of the rules when he saw two students barge in and seem to be watching closely. He waved them away impatiently.

"Please go outside to watch the commotion. Don't come in here to join the fun. This is a law enforcement area."

Celia and the other contestant rode flying brooms and successfully bypassed the law enforcement team's encirclement.

"See? You weren't speeding, so they won't give you any trouble."

"Uh……"

It feels a bit...

What facial expression should I use in this situation?

This high-class underground competition turned humorous as almost all the contestants were eliminated.

As she crossed the enforcement zone, Celia silently wondered, "Can I get my gold coins back?"

"Never mind all that, let's get to the top of the Tower of Diligence and see what's going on over there."

"Ok."

Shortly after crossing the activity area, the broom of the runner in front of Celia emitted a trail of flame, suddenly accelerated, and flew quickly towards the finish line.

-

"too easy!"

Norsen sat on his flying broomstick and glanced at the slow-moving competitor following behind him.

"Quite perceptive, but what good is perceptiveness? The championship will ultimately be mine!"

Yes, the slow-moving player in front of Celia was none other than Mil's brother, Norsen.

Originally, he didn't plan to participate in the flying competition, but he changed his mind when Mil decided to report the competition.

Instead of letting the organizers sadly take that money, they should participate in the competition themselves and earn a fortune.

A few dozen gold coins isn't much for Norsen, but it's not a small amount either.

Even if the organizers eventually trace it back to Mir, it will be his dear brother who gets beaten up, and it will have nothing to do with his brother who participated in the competition anonymously.

The idea was good, and victory was within reach, but just as he smiled, a gust of wind suddenly flew past him, accompanied by a long howl of "Ahhhhh!", almost causing him to lose control of the broom.

"What flew by?" Norsen was completely bewildered.

……

At the entrance to the Sacred Beast Forbidden Forest of the Sacred Magic Academy, Professor Austin, who was on duty, sat on a chair outside a small house, poured himself a cup of the Word Spirit Secret Brew that could calm the mind, and gently blew on the hot air.

"I wonder if the kids had their flying competition today? It's so good to be young."

Austin looked up at the sky, ready to see if any flying contestants would be making a ruckus as they flew by today.

After waiting a while and not seeing it, he picked up the Word Spirit Secret Brew, preparing to take a sip.

"ah--!!!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew down from the sky, knocking his cup away and spilling the secret brew all over the ground.

Austin stood up angrily, furious: "You brat, don't let me find out who you are!"

……

In a secluded part of the forbidden forest, a girl wearing glasses was carefully squatting on the ground, digging away the soil in front of her.

"The Orchid Mushroom grows on the damp soil of the Forbidden Forest, pushing the soil up and making it very fluffy. Be careful, this soil may also contain magical elements..."

call!

A strong gust of wind swept in, and the girl, with her mouth agape, was knocked to the ground by the force of the wind.

When she looked up, her glasses were covered in dirt, and her mouth was full of dirt.

"What happened..."

The girl was about to speak, looking completely bewildered, when she instinctively swallowed the magical elements in the soil. The next second, her face turned pale.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! Ugh!"

……

"Ahhhh... It's too fast, Mr. Ross, stop... I can't take it anymore... Ahhhh..."

"Stop what? If a flight competition doesn't reach three or four hundred yards, what kind of flight competition is it? A flight competition at a little over a hundred yards? That's worse than a ground chicken!"

Ross didn't let Celia off the hook, making her experience a wind speed of over 300 yards. The windproof performance of the flying broom was simply no match for such a strong speed, and it could only slightly reduce the wind speed.

If it weren't for her limited tolerance, he would have wanted her to experience subsonic winds.

At such a fast speed, it wouldn't take long for Celia to reach the finish line, and she quickly arrived near the finish line.

A tower named Diligence rises abruptly from the forest, standing alone atop a low hill.

This is the northernmost point of the Holy Magic Academy; beyond that lies the boundary enveloped by a protective magic array.

Ross did not reach the top of the tower directly. Instead, he slowed down a certain distance away from the top, allowing Celia to recover gradually.

It took Celia three minutes to calm down. She rubbed the tears from the corners of her eyes. Her hat was gone, and her smooth hair was now a mess.

"I won't come next time." The girl's eyes were filled with fear, and her heart was pounding.

Making someone with a fear of heights experience flying at 300 km/h is really too much to ask.

Celia slowly descended to the top of the tower and found a box there.

As she approached, the box and the wooden license plate emitted a faint glow, as if verifying something, and then the box opened.

There was a note inside.

Congratulations on winning first place! Please keep your receipt safe and proceed to the Forbidden Forest Lake to claim your prize.

Chapter 17 Gold Coins Blown by the Wind

"Don't leave in a hurry."

Just as Celia was about to go to receive the award, Ross suddenly spoke up.

"What's wrong?" Celia stopped.

"That contestant had a problem. Go find a leaf, write something on it, put it in the box, and then leave."

Celia paused for a moment, then understood what Ross meant.

"it is good."

She flew down, took a leaf, plucked a hair from her flying broom, infused it with magic, and wrote on the leaf:

Congratulations on winning first place, but there's no prize! ^_^

After placing the leaves in the box, closing it, and confirming with a wooden tag that it could be opened repeatedly, Celia happily left.

A few minutes later, Norsen flew to the top of the Tower of Diligence. He was a little uneasy the whole way, wondering what the gust of wind earlier was and whether it was a contestant.

If he were a contestant, he could just go to sleep.

But he was also somewhat unwilling to give up.

The highest-ranking students participating in this competition are only second-tier mages. Senior students who are third-tier mages or above look down on this small amount of gold coins and disdain to participate—even if they wanted to participate, the organizers probably wouldn't allow it.

Even the strongest third-tier mage senior couldn't possibly have that kind of speed...

That would only be for mentors, or even professors, right?

Hoping for a lucky break, he dodged various dangerous sacred beasts and forest rangers along the way, and finally made his way here after many hardships.

Thinking this, Norsen landed at the top of the tower, and when he saw the box still sitting there quietly, he immediately smiled.

"Luckily I didn't leave halfway, otherwise I would have missed it."

Approaching the box, he eagerly took out the wooden plaque, opened the box, and picked up the leaf inside.

He was stunned when he saw the words on it.

His face was visibly flushed.

"Damn Fred, you dared to trick me!"

……

Sacred Beast Forbidden Forest Lake.

When Celia arrived, she saw a person waiting for her on the shore. The person was wearing an eye patch, only revealing his eyes and the lower half of his face.

Upon seeing her arrive, the other person stepped forward, took out a package, and handed it to Celia.

"Congratulations, my friend, you have won the championship. Here is your reward: 30 gold coins."

"Thank you."

"There was a slight mishap in this competition, but you still managed to finish it exceptionally well. You're amazing."

The other person gave Celia a thumbs up.

Celia felt that what the other person said didn't sound like a compliment, but for the sake of the gold coins, she didn't care.

After paying, the other party didn't say anything more and left in a hurry.

Although she could only see his eyes, Celia could tell that he was preoccupied and knew without guessing that the arrest of most of the contestants was putting him under a lot of pressure.

However, this has nothing to do with Celia.

Upon opening the package and confirming that it was filled with gleaming gold coins, each engraved with magical patterns, and that they were genuine, Celia felt as if she were dreaming.

"So, I've earned 30 gold coins?"

She felt a little unreal.

Before she came to the Holy Magic Academy, the high priest of the temple there painstakingly saved up a single gold coin for her, enough for her to live on for a year. But just by participating in a competition, she was able to live on for thirty years.

“It’s 29 gold coins,” Ross corrected. “Although this isn’t gambling, the money mentality it fosters is similar to gambling. Money comes too easily, which makes people take it for granted. However, these kinds of competitions are often games for the rich, and they don’t really care about these gold coins.”

“This kind of competition…” Celia hesitated for a long time before reluctantly saying, “I won’t participate in it anymore.”

"Oh why?"

Having tasted the sweet taste of money coming in like a whirlwind, instead of thinking about participating again next time, are you going to never participate again?

interesting.

"This isn't a normal way to make money; it's just stealing money from your classmates. Their money didn't grow on trees, and besides..."

Celia mounted her flying broom and flew towards the edge of the Sacred Beast Forbidden Forest.

"Once the puppet is made, I can accept commissions from the school and the Holy Court, and I can also accept commissions from mercenary guilds outside. Although I won't earn as much, I'll feel more at ease."

"You're still too kind."

"Kindness is a necessary condition for becoming a saint."

Although she decided not to participate next time, the 30 gold coins she received put Celia in a good mood. Her pleasant mood made her less afraid of flying, and she even dared to fly at the 40 mph speed limit.

Tragedy struck shortly after the flight began.

Suddenly, Celia realized that the flying broom was out of control and slowly descended to the ground in front of a small house.

Outside the small house, an old man with a white beard stood with his hands behind his back, looking at her seriously.