Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

Vanessa was taken aback.

Is this outpost so easy to find?

She has lived here for decades, how come she didn't notice any heretical strongholds nearby?

Okay, let's just say Celia was lucky.

Vanessa asked, "You destroyed the heretical stronghold, so they came to the temple?"

Celia shook her head, looking completely innocent: "Obviously not. Do you remember what they said when they came in? They asked us to help with the treatment..."

Vanessa nodded. "Yes, I remember. This fourth-order heretic couldn't control himself after seeing you. He said you stole their divine artifact. What was it?"

Celia took out the fragment of the Sea God's divine essence. "This is it, a very rare Puppet Heart."

Vanessa reached out to take it, but Celia quickly stopped her:

"Don't touch it! A high-intensity puppet heart will impact the soul; touching it will cause unconsciousness, and those with low soul strength will die!"

Vanessa paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Celia is fine, so how could I be fine if you're alright?"

Celia shook her head firmly: "No! My soul has been strengthened by the gods, so I can withstand it. Vanessa's soul has not been strengthened. If something happens to her, I will blame myself for the rest of my life!"

Seeing that Celia was so determined, Vanessa had no choice but to give up.

She looked thoughtfully at the fragment of the sea god's divine essence, as if she understood something: "So, perhaps they didn't follow you here, but rather, when they came seeking treatment, they discovered that you were carrying this puppet heart and recognized you."

Celia nodded repeatedly, "Yes, that must be it!"

Ross stood to the side, smiling without saying a word.

He knew those heretics would definitely come after him, as long as the sea god still wanted to take back the fragment of his divine essence.

Of course, he wouldn't tell.

It's best for Celia to know nothing about the Sea God.

After all, the Holy Court now worships the Holy Court, which is led by the twelve Olympian gods.

Although it's unclear why this sea god would abandon the faith power of the Holy Court and instead go to a heretical religion to absorb faith.

All questions can only be answered after meeting the other person.

"Sigh, it seems this really isn't your fault. But next time you do something like this, report to me first. If I hadn't just reached the fourth rank, those heretics would have already killed everyone in Star Ash Town."

"I didn't know this would happen."

At this moment, Celia's attitude in admitting her mistake was very sincere.

Of course, admitting mistakes is one thing, but shirking responsibility is also a must.

Anyway, it's all the infidels' fault!

After explaining the events of yesterday to Vanessa in detail, she mentioned that she had already reported the situation to the Holy See headquarters.

Vanessa nodded: "That's good. The temple was due for repair anyway. Now that it's destroyed, it's time to rebuild it."

"However, before we rebuild, you need to find everything in the temple for me! Now! Right now!"

"Okay, Vanessa Mom!"

A vigorous rescue operation was immediately launched.

Of course, the rescue target was not people, but the various documents and valuables inside the temple.

Seeing this, the two assistant priests also came over to help.

However, they were physically weaker and lacked the abilities of Celia and Vanessa, as well as their magical puppets.

The golem is the main force in searching the ruins.

Celia suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Vanessa, doesn't that fourth-order heretic have any magic puppets?"

“Yes, I dismantled it, and scattered the Puppet Heart,” Vanessa said gently.

Celia: "..."

Vanessa laughed and said, "His puppet has been completely corrupted and can only be driven by the corruption. The same goes for the puppet's heart. It's of no use to us. We might as well dismantle it all."

Celia said, "Oh, I was thinking of dismantling his puppet and selling the parts to make up for the temple's losses."

Vanessa said, "It doesn't matter. A fourth-order heretic is worth far more than his puppet."

Celia nodded and said nothing more.

The fourth-order heretic was still lying to one side, like a stray dog.

When the two deacons of the temple were helping to move things, they would deliberately kick him twice as they passed by, to show their dislike.

Celia didn't kick, afraid of getting her shoes dirty.

While they were searching for things in the ruins, a large crowd gathered outside, and every now and then, kind-hearted people would come over to ask if they needed any help.

"High Priestess Vanessa has helped us so much, it's only right that we help you clean up!"

“Yes, we’ve received so much help from High Priestess Vanessa before, so it’s time for us to help you!”

"These heretics deserve to die! How dare they come to the temple to cause trouble! Tsk!"

Faced with the enthusiastic crowd, Vanessa had no choice but to use her magic to focus on her vocal cords and make a loud voice so that everyone could hear: "It's not that we don't want your help, but the heretics destroyed the temple and left a lot of pollution in it. If you come into contact with this pollution, you will get sick, and in severe cases, it will shorten your lifespan and make you age quickly."

"I appreciate everyone's kindness. As sorcerers, we should handle this kind of thing. You all go about your business."

Someone shouted, "Since the high priest won't let us help, why don't we go find some lamps and light the way for him?"

"Great! I happen to have a crystal chandelier at home!"

The crowd dispersed in a rush.

Celia couldn't help but smile.

so good.

But the next second, her smile froze.

Because Ross's voice echoed in her mind:

“Some heretics have run away.”

One more chapter!

Chapter 188 Heretics: A ghost!

Celia's current expression perfectly matches a meme.

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You said you'd keep an eye on things for a day and guarantee nothing would happen?

It's only been a short time since evening started, and they've already managed to slip away?

The girl immediately ran over, about to explain the situation to Vanessa, but paused for a moment.

She couldn't explain how she knew the heretics had fled.

After all, those heretics should be in the lord's prison right now.

So she changed her question: "Mother Vanessa, do you think it's a good idea to hand those six heretics over to Lord Walter?"

"What do you mean by reliable or unreliable?" Vanessa asked, puzzled.

"Could they escape from their cells?"

Vanessa smiled. "Under normal circumstances, this is impossible. Those heretics are seriously injured and imprisoned by the lord himself. They can't escape unless someone deliberately lets them out."

Celia posed her question to Ross, who replied calmly, "I am not an omniscient and omnipotent god. You should investigate such a trivial matter yourself, instead of asking me."

He knew what the situation was, but if she had to handle even such a small matter on her own, then Celia was beyond saving.

A reminder that the heretics have run away is enough.

Celia made a face in her mind, "Okay."

"Is it possible that there's a heretic mole within the lord's manor?" Celia asked.

"I don't know about that. Although the current lord has had a lot of contact with me, we don't know each other very well. I don't care much about the lord's rule. As long as he doesn't cause public outrage or do anything illegal, I won't interfere."

"That's it."

After thinking about it, Celia decided that she should go there herself.

As for Vanessa, she can stay here to continue searching the ruins and keep an eye on that fourth-order heretic.

After thinking for a moment, Celia said, "Mom Vanessa, I need to go out for a bit, is that alright?"

Vanessa nodded. "Go ahead, come back soon... or you don't have to come back, just find a hotel to stay in."

Celia made a face, put away the puppet, and skipped away.

After leaving the temple and arriving outside Star Ash Town, she sensed three rapidly moving targets through Ross's mental bridge.

"Want to run? There's no way!"

Celia boarded her flying broom and said to Ross, "Lord Ross, please, I want to experience a speed of no more than 180 km/h."

"180 isn't enough?" Ross's mental energy slowly enveloped Celia.

Celia's face turned deathly pale instantly, and she shook her head vigorously: "No, no, if I go beyond this speed, I won't be able to fight. I don't want to look like an idiot and vomit in front of the heretics!"

Ross proposed a feasible idea: "You can let me control your body."

"This seems like a solution..."

Celia fell into deep thought.

After a moment, she asked curiously, "Has Lord Ross thought of something interesting?"

Ross chuckled, “Hmm, I’ve thought of a very interesting way to capture him. It might be a bit cute for you to do it, not very intimidating. It would be just right if I did it.”

Celia couldn't help but become curious, and immediately adopted a submissive posture: "Come on, Lord Ross, I'm ready!"

"Don't act like I'm going to do anything to you. Even without the curse, I have no interest in little girls," Ross said calmly.

Ross was certain that he wasn't into teenage girls or lolis. Although Celia was almost 17, she was still a teenage girl, and he wasn't interested in her.

Really.

Celia tilted her head, puzzled, and said, "What do you mean by being interested or not? Isn't Lord Ross taking over my body? Lord Ross can have my body whenever he wants, and I can't resist!"

"..."

Ross remained silent, then gave Celia a sharp rap on the head. "Are you trying to experience the speed and thrill of high-speed flight?"

Celia immediately shut up.

Ross took over, grabbed a flying broom, and soared into the sky, accelerating instantly.

Inside the mental space, Celia's face turned pale as she watched.

She felt that Ross was already moving at the speed of sound, right?

Although she couldn't hear it, she felt that what was behind her must be various kinds of sonic booms!

It was incredibly fast, so fast that even Celia's soul trembled.

Fortunately, Rose stopped after only a few minutes.

Protected by mental energy and magic, Celia's meticulously styled hair remained perfectly in place.

After dismounting from his flying broom, Ross used camouflage to create an air of mystery around himself, then stood still and waited.

A short while later, a heretic who was fleeing in panic ran into the vicinity.

He even laughed out loud: "Haha, you think you can trap me like this? Don't you realize that we have people all over the world!"

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure appear in front of him.

'Celia' slowly turned her head, looking at him with a half-smile: 'You run pretty fast.'

The heretic's expression changed drastically. He immediately used his strongest spell and then ran off in another direction without looking back.

This time, he no longer conserved his magic power and ran with all his might.

Ross casually dodged the heretic's spell, dusted off a bit of dust from his clothes, and got back onto his flying broom.

“These three are the three who didn’t faint when you used your Ice Shatter spell. When the temple collapsed, they used protective spells to protect themselves in time. Apart from the injuries they had before and the injuries from the Ice Shatter spell, they had no other injuries. After you used your healing spell to restore them, they pretended that they were powerless to resist and obediently allowed themselves to be escorted away.”