The Evil God Summoned by the Saintess

Chapter 322: Chapter 320: Hilia Just Wants to Protect Everyone~

"That classmate of yours is really something."

Rose’s words drifted into Hilia’s ears, and Hilia slowly popped out a question mark.

"?"

Rose chuckled, "You went out of your way to remind him, and he really took it to heart."

Hilia frowned, "Isn’t that a good thing?"

"But... he’s started doing reading comprehension."

"?"

"He thinks you’re testing him, like you’re secretly hinting for him to buy you a present over there."

"???"

Hilia was completely confused.

No way...

What does a friendly reminder have to do with buying gifts?!

How the heck did that guy make such a bizarre connection?

Hilia couldn’t understand.

Just what is inside Mier’s brain?

No wonder he doesn’t fit in with the normal nobles.

With that kind of brain... wait!

Hilia stared at Rose.

Suddenly thought of something.

"Mr. Rose, is this why you told me to be so specific? Did you already know he’d do this?"

Rose shook his head, amused, "Not at all. Before he made a move, I had no idea what he’d do either. But don’t you think it’s hilarious? The ’reverse heaven behavior award’ for the ultimate simp."

Hilia: "..."

The girl felt like Rose’s hobby... maybe a thousand years of being sealed really messed him up.

Only worthy of being the Evil God.

The Divine King didn’t give him the wrong title, huh?

"That could get him into trouble. Sure, I don’t like him, but just because I dislike him doesn’t mean I’d let someone get themselves killed or something... I couldn’t do that..."

With Mier’s personality and brain-breaking ways, everyone who knows him agrees he’s not the type to pull the scummy tricks nobles like, so he’s definitely not ’deserving’ it.

Letting someone die? Hilia felt that was a bit too much.

Rose laughed, "Who said I’m letting him die? How could I? I’m the righteous Evil God, just fond of a good laugh, really. Aren’t you a little curious what’ll happen when Suna meets Mier? Old aunt latches onto a puppy, tsk tsk, that’s entertainment."

Hilia: "...But Suna is a heretic. Her ’latching on’ to ’Mier’ is more like—would love to chop off his limbs and display him, right?"

Rose nodded, "If it was the old Suna, definitely. But she’s a bit different now."

"How different?"

"Her Spiritual Power was impacted, leading to some amnesia. Maybe her obsession with ’Mier’ will make her confused about why she’s obsessed, and she’ll run into him by mistake. It’s practically matchmaking—your friend gets a love interest so he won’t bug you again."

Hilia: "...Will her memories come back?"

"They will. But untreated, it’ll take a long, long time to heal. With your classmate’s talent, that’ll be enough for him to reach Tier Four. If he ends up married with a kid by then? Even funnier."

Hilia: "..."

Rose said, "But I’m just spitballing. Dusk Sect’s memories are ingrained, even ’Mier’ hasn’t forgotten, let alone Dusk Sect. Maybe she’ll forget what she came for, forget the mission, but her fundamental faith is intact. Eventually she’ll return to Dusk Sect."

"When that happens, you’ll have to follow her lead to find the Dusk Sect’s main base and wipe them out. So let your classmate play along with her. Consider it his contribution to taking down the Sect."

"...Okay, sure."

Dusk Sect, as one of the heterodox Sects, worships the Death God. Coincidentally, among the Twelve Main Gods, one God wields the powers of life and death.

Do the two relate? Seriously hard to guess.

Way too hard to guess, so Rose has to take a trip no matter what.

Tier Four Mages are core in the Sect, they’ll definitely go to headquarters.

"Also, you already warned your classmate. Whatever happens is just him being weird. Not your responsibility."

True, but... the way you made me say it was so pointed! That’s straight-up digging a pit for someone...

Anyway, knowing Suna seems to have amnesia, Hilia felt a bit less stressed.

If he really likes making wild connections, let him eat a bit of pain.

"But even if he heads towards the slums, it’s not guaranteed he’ll bump into Suna."

Rose just smiled and said nothing.

Something this funny, you think they won’t meet?

I’d let them miss each other?

He asked, "Don’t you wanna see what kind of sparks they’ll make?"

Hilia hesitated, "Is that really a good idea?"

Rose tempted, "The tournament’s suspended these two days. Not sure if it’ll get delayed further. You sure you don’t want to find yourself some fun?"

Hilia insisted, "I don’t see other people’s suffering as my entertainment!"

Rose laughed softly, "Fair enough, but your classmate ended up in danger from your accidental actions. As the Holy Daughter, shouldn’t you check in at least? Confirm if your classmate’s safe."

Hilia jumped in, "You’re right, Lord Rose. This started because of me. At least I have to check on him. When’s he going?"

"Tomorrow."

"Alright, I’ll go take a look tomorrow!"

...

The next day.

After some disguise, Hilia went out and trailed Mier from a distance.

The girl firmly believed she wasn’t a joker—she was just being a Holy Daughter, keeping an eye on her classmate’s safety.

Rose just smiled and said nothing.

It’s 8 AM now.

Considering the Northern Alliance’s magical efficiency, they still hadn’t handled the contestants’ issues, let alone found the mastermind.

So today’s match was postponed again—estimated to continue tomorrow.

Rumor has it tomorrow they’ll go on no matter what, even if they don’t find anything.

Someone even drafted them an official excuse—

"If you know what’s going to happen but as a contestant don’t have a response, that’s your own fault. Nothing to do with the tournament."

As for tomorrow’s chaos, it wasn’t Hilia’s problem.

She moseyed along the streets, looking nothing like she was following anyone.

She was even two or three streets from Mier, tracking him only via Rose’s shared Spiritual Power.

Besides Mier, Suna’s location was marked too.

Very ’coincidentally’, as Mier left the central area for the slums, he was headed right toward where Suna lived.

So Hilia quickened her steps and left the central district for the outskirts.

"Lord Rose, if we get closer, will they notice us?" Hilia asked worriedly.

Rose said, "Nope. If I don’t want you noticed, nobody will notice you."

"Good." Hilia let out a breath.

Once closer, her sharp hearing soon picked up Mier’s voice.

"Feels like I should head this way. I’m definitely gonna buy a birthday gift Hilia will love!"

Hilia froze a bit.

Birthday gift?

For me?

Oh...

Isn’t my birthday in a few days...?

Hilia didn’t actually know her real birthday; Vanessa found her in September, so they gave her a retroactive date—July 10 as her birthday. But Hilia only remembered the September anniversary, never cared about ’birthday’.

Anyway...

Hilia sneaked a glance at Rose’s phantom, and a forbidden fantasy crept into her mind.

If I got a birthday gift from Mr. Rose... that’d be kind of nice...

No, no, no!

Mr. Rose’s helped me so much, I shouldn’t ask more—I should find out HIS birthday and give HIM a present!

The thought flashed by.

Rose’s descent had lasted so long, she already knew how to keep Rose out of her thoughts.

As long as she just thinks it for a moment and lets the idea slip by, Rose won’t pick up on it.

Will he really not know?

Hilia had no clue.