Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

Adrian raised his hand to block the enraged fourth-tier mage. He looked at Celia and said calmly, "Miss Celia, words are not enough. We need evidence."

"The evidence is simple. This is a magic array called [Freeze All Things], which is derived from the fourth-order spell [Freeze All Things]. If you have one array master who understands magic arrays, you can roughly determine that these are the core nodes of the magic array by looking at the three people I threw away and the thirty-six people I killed. Destroying these nodes will remove the influence of the magic array."

After Celia finished speaking, she saw everyone looking at each other in bewilderment and was slightly taken aback: "No way, none of you on the entire committee understand magic arrays? No wonder the heretics are so confident in using heretics as nodes in magic arrays. It turns out they are not worried at all that you have the ability to break magic arrays."

Everyone standing around blushed, but dared not refute.

Because they really don't understand magic circles.

The rune design of large magic circles is completely different from the miniature runes of magic puppets and magical devices. There are many people here who understand magic puppet runes, but there are none who understand magic circles.

After all, the use of spells on a magic puppet relies on the storage of the spell core and the reading of the puppet heart. The way the puppet heart reads the spells within the spell core is completely different from the way spells are released by a magic circle.

"I presume you have recorded the entire freezing process. When the time comes, go find a formation master and ask him if what I resolved was the node that broke the formation. If, after confirmation, you still hold me accountable, then I have nothing to say."

Because of the committee's obstruction, the rescue was almost impossible, and Celia had absolutely no goodwill towards these people from the Northern Alliance.

If she hadn't been unwilling to see so many people die because of the committee's obstruction, she wouldn't have bothered asking Ross to intervene. She would have just let them die, and then asked them how they felt after they were all gone.

She was just a third-tier mage and had no reason to intervene. Even if many people died, it would be the committee's responsibility, unlike now, where the deaths of a few unlucky souls and those thirty-six heretics have become her responsibility.

Celia had no regrets.

Because she is recognized by the gods.

A saintess who is pure, kind, approachable, gifted, and divinely ordained.

Watching someone die in front of you and then making sarcastic remarks might feel good, but that's not what she does.

Even if... doing so would plunge me into a huge storm.

Fortunately, the school stood by her side, withstood the pressure from the committee, and gave her a chance to explain.

The girl looked up and gazed out of the stage.

Benovia and her three companions, under the protection of their mentor, were escorting the three heretics who had been thrown out, heading this way.

Celia exchanged a glance with the prospective saintesses and smiled.

"If President Adrian really can't find a magic array master, he can ask these three key heretics to see if they are heretics and what their plans are."

Thank you to that weird person for the 1500-point donation!

Chapter 335 Disqualification from the Competition?

Initially, Celia wanted Benovia and the others to help her deal with the spectators who were acting as nodes in the magic circle.

Unfortunately, they were all stopped.

Later, with Ross's help, Celia broke through the fourth-tier mage's obstruction. They were also watched by another mage to prevent them from making any rash moves.

Perhaps the two fourth-tier mages had good intentions, but later, because Celia disobeyed and insisted on obstructing them, the other party was nearly killed by Ross's bomb. From Celia's perspective, the other party deserved it.

The Northern Alliance is notoriously slow and inefficient in its dealings with other countries, but these guys are quick and decisive when it comes to stopping friendly forces, which is infuriating.

After that sorcerer was beaten half to death, the other sorcerer ignored Benovia and the others and rushed over with everyone to surround Celia.

At this moment, Benovia and her three companions took the opportunity to leave, capture the three heretics who were trying to escape, and bring them back.

"If it weren't for your interference, I probably wouldn't have killed anyone. Just like those three key figures, I would have simply thrown them out, allowing you to capture and interrogate them..."

Celia said, shaking her head.

There's no need to dwell on what has already happened.

Moreover, the dead were not innocent civilians, but heretics who nearly froze thousands of innocent civilians to death.

There's really nothing to regret, it's just that getting shot in the head was so impactful.

Adrian gestured to one of his men, who understood and brought over the three heretics.

He stared at the female heretic among the three cultists, the one whom Celia had stopped first, and asked in a cold voice, "Tell us everything you know, and we can give you a lighter punishment."

The other person kept laughing, a very eerie laugh, "Hehehehe... You bunch of useless trash, even if I told you everything, you still couldn't do anything."

As she spoke, she looked at Celia, her eerie smile turning into venomous hatred.

"The Holy Court is indeed a nuisance, a nuisance no matter where they are. We've already withdrawn, why are you still obstructing our operations? You deserve to die, you deserve to die, you deserve to die! The leader won't let you get away with this, hehehehehehe..."

Celia looked at the other party calmly, "I will not let your leader go. One day, I will personally end the Arctic Blood Alliance."

"Hehehehehehe... What an overconfident idea! Even if the Northern Alliance is destroyed, the Blood Alliance will not disappear. Frozen world! The Blood Alliance will live on forever!"

The other two joined in the shouting:

"Frozen world! Blood oath forever!"

"Frozen world! Blood oath forever!"

"..."

Celia pointed at the three people who were completely insane and looked at Adrian: "President Adrian, do you think these three people are heretics?"

Adrian's lips twitched.

I have to admit, Celia might be right.

But to make a fifth-tier mage apologize to a third-tier mage?

Absolutely impossible!

The moment Adrian bent his back, he knew immediately that his career was over and all the resources of the Northern Alliance would be out of his reach.

So he waved his hand, ordering his men to take the three heretics away, and then said coldly, "We have also discovered the situation. This was indeed the work of heretics, and we thank you, Ishtar, for helping to find out."

"However, as a contestant, not only did you not listen to the referee and stay put, but you also seriously injured the referee after acting on your own. This is a serious violation of the rules of the Mage League. As the president, I have the right to disqualify you from the competition."

To Celia, these words sounded like the other party was simply unable to do anything to her and was resorting to abusing the little power they had to disgust her.

Nicodimus looked at Adrian and said, "President Adrian, isn't this going too far? How can you so easily disqualify someone from the competition?"

"Your Excellency Nicodimus, as the president, I will naturally make a strict judgment before disqualifying a player. I ask you, if a player disobeys the referee's instructions and the league committee's arrangements, acts on his own, and even seriously injures a committee referee, should he be disqualified from the competition?"

Before Nicodimus could speak, Adrian continued, "Your Excellency Nicodimus, as the Duke of the Northern Alliance, I sincerely thank Miss Celia for her actions just now, which saved the lives of thousands of spectators."

"However, rules are rules. Such egregious behavior in the Mage League is only punished by being disqualified for one season, which is a very lenient punishment. In principle, the disqualification should be permanent."

"This kind of emergency..."

"Even in an emergency, you shouldn't seriously injure the referee! The referee didn't harm Miss Celia; he just wanted her to go back and stay there. Does the Holy Court, which prides itself on justice, also condone such behavior?"

Nicodimus frowned, staring intently at Adrian, whose attitude was resolute.

Just as she was about to say something, Celia spoke up: "Professor Nicodimus, there's no need to say anything. I made President Adrian lose face like this, so it's only right that he uses his little bit of power. Punish him if you want. I wouldn't bother participating in a league that disregards thousands of spectators."

"I'm sorry, Professor Nicodimers, for taking up your time. I apologize for the inconvenience and thank you for your help. I'm a little tired and will be heading back now."

After saying that, she walked off the stage without waiting for anyone else to say anything.

Approaching Doris, she complained, "Why do we have to accept the punishment? We trained for so long..."

Benovia stopped Doris, "Say less, let Celia have some peace and quiet."

Celia nodded to Benovia, then lowered her head and walked past the crowd toward the edge of the arena.

She had long been prepared for her disqualification.

It's a bit of a pity, but it's just a competition.

The rewards are indeed very attractive, but Lord Ross has even more powerful passive spells.

It's just an empty title of being number one in the world.

Celia didn't care at all.

Ross chuckled lightly, "Really not bothered at all?"

At those words, Celia's tears immediately flowed uncontrollably like a fountain.

She looked down at the ground, letting her tears fall onto the damp stone slabs, and stubbornly said, "I really, really don't care! It's just a small competition, it's no big deal."

Ross watched with amusement as she left, crying.

Even though she was prepared and nodded without hesitation when Ross asked her, she still cried when she was actually punished after the incident.

No matter what, she was just a 17-year-old girl, and in another world she would only be a high school sophomore, still retaining a touch of innocence.

Not crying in front of everyone was her last act of defiance.

Ross's phantom appeared beside her, reached out and patted her head, chuckling, "It's not over yet..."

"Don't rush to cry."

Chapter 336 Don't worry, everyone's on your side.

Ross's reassurance was very effective.

The girl stopped crying and stared blankly at Ross.

After a long pause, she shook her head: "It doesn't matter whether it ends or not. That Adrian is so concerned about his reputation. No matter what happens later, he definitely won't back down."

Ross laughed and said, "Don't worry, your school won't easily revoke your qualifications, nor will the Holy Court, the Ishtar Empire, or your teammates. They will take action. Just wait and see."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "And even if, in the end, your eligibility for the competition is still not restored, and all the methods of the school and the empire are ineffective... don't you still have me?"

Celia's eyes lit up.

More than the actions of the school, the Holy Court, the Empire, and other candidates for sainthood, Celia was more concerned about what Ross would do:

"What does Lord Ross intend to do?!"

Ross smiled slightly but did not answer.

"Just wait for your school to take action. Don't think about anything else, just treat it as a period of rest."

The girl pouted, but her mood had improved considerably.

Knowing that Ross would help her later, Celia's grievances slowly disappeared, and she became cheerful again.

She returned to her hotel room alone, lay down on the bed, and closed her eyes.

Too much had happened that morning, and with Ross having used up all her magic, she was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

……

When Celia opened her eyes again, it was already afternoon.

She heard people whispering in the room, but when she opened her eyes and sat up, the whispers disappeared as if everyone had been silenced.

Then, just as Celia was rubbing her head to shake off her sleepiness, Doris awkwardly walked over with a box and said, very awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that to you this morning."

A question mark appeared above Celia's head: "Did you say something?"

She really didn't know what Doris had said.

Doris was very embarrassed: "I was questioning you about why you accepted the punishment... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that!"

Celia was taken aback, looked Doris up and down with a strange expression: "I thought it was something serious. You actually came to apologize for such a small thing? Has the sun risen in the west?"

Doris immediately flew into a rage: "I kindly brought you food and sincerely apologized, and this is how you treat me? Humph, I've left the food here, eat it or don't!"

After saying that, he threw the box down, pursed his lips, and ran back angrily, crossing his arms and turning his back to Celia.

Celia opened the box and found two slices of soft bread, a piece of roast meat, and a vegetable. All of these things were stacked together, making one want to take a big bite.

"The hamburger was made by Doris herself. She kept controlling the temperature with a flame so you could eat it hot when you woke up," Ross's voice came through.

Celia picked up the square 'hamburger' and took a bite. The aroma of roasted meat and the fragrance of bread exploded in her mouth, and the piece of vegetables was a stroke of genius, adding a refreshing touch between the greasiness and dryness.

"It's actually quite delicious. I never expected Doris to know how to grill meat," Celia exclaimed in amazement.

Doris snorted but didn't say anything.

Benovia, who was closer to Doris, glanced at her and could confirm that the corners of her mouth were turned up.

Benovia couldn't help but shake her head with amusement.

After Celia finished eating Doris's special hamburger, Benovia closed her book, walked over and sat down opposite Celia on Phil's bed.

“Celia, I’m going to talk to the head of the delegation from the Ishtar Empire with Doris and Phil, and ask them to help us reinstate your eligibility for the competition.”

She looked at Celia.

"Therefore, I need your consent."