Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint

Remembering how she had met the High Priest at the Snow Cedar Temple, Celia found the receptionist.

"Hello, I would like to donate 10 gold coins to the temple to purchase an indulgence. Could you please help me contact Priest Wagner? He is the one who helped me atone for my sins, and I would like to give it to him personally."

With that, Celia laid out ten gold coins and placed them in front of the deacon who was receiving guests.

These are all the gold coins I smuggled from the boatman when I threw him to feed the fish.

It hurts to use coins that aren't your own.

The large order of 10 gold coins immediately made the priest take it seriously.

She took out a piece of paper with gold foil stamping, wrote "10 gold coins" on it, and then handed it to Celia with both hands. "This is your number plate. Priest Wagner is in Confessional Room 3. Just go there directly."

Celia nodded and took the paper.

It's alright that it wasn't given here.

A message was sent to Wagner that someone wanted to 'donate' 10 gold coins. The other party quickly ended the previous confession and sat in the room waiting for the important person to come in.

Celia made no attempt to conceal her appearance, and whether Wagner recognized her or not, she had a way to deal with it.

Upon entering the confessional and sitting opposite Wagner, Celia stared into his eyes and said, "Priest Wagner, hello."

"Hello, dear lady, don't be nervous, speak slowly, and the gods will forgive your sins."

“We met yesterday,” Celia said.

"Oh? Where is it?"

"Outside the cemetery at dusk, the Dusk Investigation Team."

Wagner's expression changed slightly. He quickly went through his mind and remembered the Twilight Cult pretending to be the 'Twilight Investigation Team,' and he had even helped them out.

But he doesn't seem to have seen this woman before?

When she was puzzled, Celia said, "It's normal that you can't remember. I was scouting near the camp at the time. I wasn't in the camp when Captain Baker was talking to you."

"I see." Wagner smiled, somewhat convinced but still quite puzzled.

What are you doing heretics of the Twilight Cult doing here at the temple?

Is it not good to contact them privately if a transaction is needed?

In the confessional, he wouldn't get much of the 10 gold coins; the temple would take the lion's share.

Wagner inwardly scolded the heretic before him for his lack of manners, but outwardly smiled and said, "Well then, dear lady, is there anything you need to confess? There's no need to hide it from me."

Celia tapped the table and took out a gadget that could replay yesterday's events, showing Wagner collecting the bodies of the heretics.

Meanwhile, her bracelet was secretly and faithfully recording everything.

Yes, she intends to use this to trap Wagner.

Although she was unfamiliar with entrapment tactics, after visiting the stronghold and learning about the Twilight Cult, she felt there was still a chance to trap Wagner.

“I found this by accident in the Twilight Cemetery, Priest Wagner. Is this yours?” Celia stared at Wagner and said slowly.

Wagner's expression changed, and he instantly stood up, his third-tier aura pressing down on Celia.

"Where did you get this?"

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Chapter 78: One trip outside and a priest falls from his horse?

"Twilight Cemetery, huh? I found this by accident. Want it?"

Celia struggled to resist the opponent's aura using her Mage's Hand technique, but remained outwardly calm.

Wagner sat down again, scrutinizing Celia: "What do you want?"

He began to doubt Celia's true identity.

Celia said, "I'm not here to ask you for anything. I'm just here on behalf of Captain Suna to ask if Priest Wagner remembers when this happened."

Wagner frowned. "Why is she asking that?"

It seems they really are Suna's subordinates?

If someone sees this and contacts him, they should directly ask how many gold coins he wants, instead of asking these strange questions.

His speech was nonsensical, consistent with the mental state of the Twilight Cult heretics.

Wagner made his judgment in his mind.

He was unaware that this was because Celia had never spoken like this before, and the pressure from his third-tier presence caused her to forget what she had originally planned to say, so she had to improvise and make up some nonsense.

“She’s afraid you’ll forget about next time.” Celia felt like she was talking nonsense.

Ross, who was just watching the drama unfold, was overjoyed.

"Hmph, how could I forget? This happened last June. Are you sure you won't forget this June?"

"Of course. The Twilight Cult's sacrificial rituals are always very punctual. Priest Wagner, please don't forget to lead the knights to help collect the bodies after the ritual."

“I won’t forget. Give me this. Also, don’t mention your sect’s name in the temple. Just say Twilight Investigation Team.”

"Sorry, I let it slip."

Celia handed the miniature projector to Wagner, reminding him, "Mr. Wagner, this is Commander Suna's keepsake. Please do not destroy it; she will need to see it later."

“Your Twilight Cult is truly baffling.” Wagner put away the projector, his expression relaxing.

He fiddled with the projector and the gold-embossed paper in his hand, then withdrew his third-tier aura and said, "Is there anything else?"

"Of course, we also want to know when Priest Wagner plans to sweep through the Twilight Cult next time, so we can receive you then."

"We just swept through yesterday, it's still early. We'll have to wait until your ritual is over before we can do it again."

Wagner pushed the gilded paper to the center of the penitential table and said, “Let me remind you, you used 10 gold coins to lure the deacon to see me. These 10 gold coins must be in my hands, otherwise I will have a hard time explaining to the temple.”

Celia didn't take out her money, but remained silent, silently asking Ross in her mind, "Lord Ross, have they arrived yet?"

"Yes, we've arrived. We've already notified someone to come over."

In reality, upon seeing Celia suddenly fall silent, Wagner frowned and slowly said, "What's wrong? Why are you meeting me so abruptly? You can't even spare 10 gold coins? Or perhaps..."

He suddenly narrowed his eyes, his imposing aura returning: "You're not a member of the Twilight Cult?"

Bang bang bang!

A sudden, loud knocking on the confessional door interrupted Wagner's rising momentum.

He paused for a moment, gave Celia a warning look, and then went to open the door.

A deacon stood outside the door, looking extremely flustered: "Priest Wagner, someone from the Temple of Embers is looking for you, they, they..."

"Them what?" Wagner asked anxiously, grabbing the deacon's collar. "Speak!"

"They seem to be... the Order of the Discipline Knights."

Wagner's expression changed again—more than it had in the past year.

As a priest, he knew that being summoned by the Discipline Knights was not a good thing.

It is even highly likely that it is a serious problem with discipline.

The idea of ​​running away began to take hold of him.

"Where are they?"

"It's in the prayer room."

"Okay, go tell them that I'm currently entertaining guests and will be there shortly."

"no need."

Just as Wagner was preparing to send his deacon to delay the Order of Discipline so he could find an opportunity to escape, a voice came from outside.

Wagner looked over and saw a priest and six disciplined knights walking towards him.

The disciplined knights surrounded the confessional door, preventing him from escaping.

Wagner recognized the priest, his face turned pale, and he forced a smile. "So it's Lord Vasily. It's an honor to be called upon by you. May I ask what business Lord Vasily has with me?"

Vasily didn't speak, but looked past Wagner and behind him.

Celia walked around from behind Wagner, came out of the confessional, and greeted Vasily: "Good afternoon, Grandpa Vasily. Have you eaten?"

"You silly boy, you arrest a priest every time you go out," Vasily said with a laugh.

Wagner was stunned when he heard the conversation between Celia and Vasily.

"You...you're not...who are you really?"

Celia turned around, raised her right hand, and made a salute: "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Celia. I come from Star Ash Town and am currently a student at the Holy Magic Academy. I am fortunate to have been favored by the gods and become a candidate for sainthood."

"A candidate for sainthood?" Wagner's face immediately turned ashen, as if he'd eaten something disgusting. "You're bluffing me?"

“I don’t understand what you’re saying, Priest Wagner. If you have something to say, talk to Grandpa Vasily.” Celia blinked.

Vasily chuckled and asked, "You rascal, tell me, what great thing have you done here?"

"It's nothing serious, just that a Twilight Cult stronghold guarded by a fourth-tier mage was destroyed," Celia said in a nonchalant tone, but in reality, the corners of her mouth were curled up in a fierce smile.

Sure enough, upon hearing her words, both Vasily and the surrounding Discipline Knights showed expressions of shock, including Wagner.

Celia took out another projector and displayed the battle footage of her 'crushing' the fourth-tier mage Suna.

"This is the whole process of destroying the Twilight Cult's stronghold. The Wagner priest incident was an unexpected bonus. I never expected that a clergyman would collude with a heretic."

Seeing Suna seemingly being overwhelmed inside, Wagner's face turned ashen.

Vasily had been observing his expression, and upon seeing this, he gestured with his eyes for the Discipline Knights to go and "invite" Wagner away.

Of course, before asking him to leave, they searched him and found a projector that was the same model that Celia was showing him.

Vasily glanced at the messages; they were from Celia.

He shook his head: "Celia, you don't need to do these meaningless things. Colluding with heretics is more serious than corruption and deception. Once he does it, he won't escape my eyes. Don't worry, the Holy Court will satisfy you and all believers for those who collude with heretics."

Upon learning that Celia had actually managed to eliminate a heretical stronghold guarded by a fourth-tier mage, Vasily found it absurd and unbelievable, but with the recording of the Recreation Spell from yesterday as proof, he had no choice but to believe it.

To verify whether it was Celia who did it, just go to the location she provided and you'll know; it can't be faked.

This made Vasily think that perhaps she was the next saint.

Therefore, he valued Celia very much.

Vasily could tell that Celia deeply abhorred collusion with heretics, so he had to do this in a way that would satisfy her.

Just as Celia was about to say goodbye to Vasily, Ross's voice suddenly rang out—

"Go with them to ransack the house; Wagner's house has dragon scale stones."

Chapter 79 Return, Preparation

"In this way, we've gathered all the most difficult-to-obtain materials."

Celia looked at the dragon scale stone in front of her, which looked like an ordinary stone, with traces of being handled and a bit of patina.

It is irregularly round in shape, like a stone bead.

This stone was found in Wagner's house. According to Wagner, the stone absorbed the essence of a dragon and could bring good luck, so he kept it at home and would take it out to play with it from time to time.

Unfortunately, the dragon scale stone did not bring him good luck; instead, it brought Celia, who sent him to the court of judgment.

"I never expected to get it by such a coincidence," Celia exclaimed, marveling at her incredible luck.

Ross bluntly poured cold water on her enthusiasm: "It's not that you're lucky. Most noble families in Dawn City have a Dragonscale Stone. If it weren't for Wagner's incident, I would have asked you to steal one too."

"I'd rather not steal... I can't do it."

"Then you have pretty high moral standards."

When playing games, breaking into other people's houses to steal... no, taking things is commonplace. After all, it's a reward set up by the game for the player, and it belongs to the player.

However, after the time travel and the fusion of these memories, his mindset underwent subtle changes.

"What an absurd idea! I'm a law-abiding young man, how could I steal from someone else?"

Thankfully, he didn't actually instigate Celia to steal.

Ross decided that if this situation occurred again in the future, he would tell Celia to go directly to the owner of the item.