System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Searle took Sandy to a hotel and asked Sandy to open the largest room.

Now Searle is not short of money to buy a house, let alone just live in a hotel.

Soon, the boss at the front desk nodded and took Sandy to a room on the top floor, opened the door and handed the key to Sandy.

Syl was ignored by the boss the whole time because he was wearing glasses.

After entering the room, Seale asked Sandy to close all the doors and windows, and draw all the curtains.

As the last curtains were drawn, the room was plunged into darkness, with only a few rays of sunlight filtering through the fabric of the curtains, and the whole room was lit by candles.

Syl walked to the round table, thinking about something, the room was very quiet, except for the occasional loud shouts from the window, there were no other abnormal noises.

Searle spoke softly and said, "Sandy, be careful around you."

"Yes, Your Highness."

I saw Sandy raised her right hand expressionlessly, and a little holy light flowed in her hand.

If you look carefully, you can find that some fine inscriptions of holy light began to appear on her arms, and those inscriptions are producing effects.

"Om-"

A hum came from Sandy's hand, followed by a burst of blazing white light that instantly enveloped the entire room, and then retracted again.

Now Searle couldn't even hear the noise outside the window.

"Spell?" This was the first time Syl saw Sandy use magic, and she was a little curious.

But soon, Syl returned her attention, and Sandy's isolation made Syl feel more at ease.

"Doctor."

Syl's figure was precisely cut apart like a piece of paper, and the doctor's figure appeared in place.

Reaching out his hand to take out two empty reagent tubes from the windbreaker, Seale took out a scalpel and slashed directly at his wrist.

[Doctor]: "Huh?"

[Doctor]: "Ah... sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you, I was just surprised."

Blood flowed from Seale's wrist to his arm, and was finally caught by the reagent tube.

As for the pain of being scratched on the wrist, Syl did not care about it for a long time. In fact, it is not that Syl has experienced more pain than this.

The wound on his hand healed very quickly, and Searle had to make two extra cuts to fill a bottle of small reagent.

After filling it, Searle put on the cork, put the reagent on the table, and slowly waited for the wound on his hand to heal.

After the doctor's wound recovered and no scars could be seen, Syl put down his hands and whispered, "Young dragon."

The doctor's body was instantly covered by terrifying spores, his figure shrank instantly, and the figure of a young dragon appeared.

Syl slowly stretched out his hand, and a new small sarcoma wriggled appeared on his hand.

Searle waved his hand, and the small sarcoid accurately landed in the reagent, trembling, as if the heart was beating.

After doing all this, Syl returned to his original body.

The doctor's blood, which was spinning slowly in front of him, stagnated after the doctor disappeared.

And the pulsating sarcoma also stopped pulsating after Syl returned to its original body, as if it had lost its life.

"Okay..." Syl took a deep breath, plugged the cork, took the two bottles of reagents, and put them in his pocket.

These two things can be Searle's trump cards to save his life, or they can become a big killer, it all depends on Searle's use of it.

After preparing everything, Searle let Sandy off the guard.

Now that Ibiza cannot go, Searle can only continue to look forward. First of all, the first point is to investigate the major schools first.

Then, based on the general situation of these schools, consider how to guide these students and let them support the rioters in Ibiza for "ideals".

Only if the student group supports this behavior, can the whole folk be infected by this atmosphere, and have the opportunity to complete the task of [New Students in Chaos].

It's just that Syl doesn't know whether he has enough time to complete the task by himself.

Searle faintly felt that Sharon's actions towards him were starting to get bigger, and removing Ashara from his side was a message.

Finally, what Searle was most worried about happened.

At noon, when Seale had just finished watching the first school and was about to take Sandy to have a meal, a person who shouldn't be here appeared at the door of the restaurant in front of him.

"What a coincidence, little Searle, you're here too."

Sharon, who was wearing the pope's costume, was wearing a pair of glasses that were exactly the same as Searle's face. She was standing at the door of the restaurant, looking at Searle with a smile.

Syl didn't know how long Sharon had been with him, and Syl couldn't even realize that Sharon was by her side.

The passers-by around were still bustling, the noisy crowd completely ignored the two people who were staring at each other, and the unknowing waiter was still asking Sandy if she wanted to go in for dinner.

Even though it was the sun at noon, Syl felt a chill down his spine.

"Yes, Sister Sharon," Searle said with narrowed eyes and a smile, "I'm going to have dinner with Sister Sandy."

"Let's go back to the Holy See for dinner." Sharon walked slowly in front of Syl, stretched out her hand, put it on Syl's shoulder lightly, patted it, and said, "It's quite dangerous outside recently."

Syl raised his head slightly, looked at Sharon, nodded with a smile, "Yeah!"

An exquisite scepter appeared in Sharon's hand. Holding the scepter, Sharon gently tapped it on the ground, a flawless holy light flashed, and the figures of the three disappeared in place.

Searle only felt the world spinning for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he had already appeared in the room.

"I'll ask Annie to bring you food later," Sharon said with a smile as she walked towards the door, "Ibiza is very dangerous recently, so you can stay in your room for now."

Without giving Syl any chance to ask questions, and without even checking Sill's digestion progress as before, Sharon just left Sill's room, leaving only Sandy and Sill.

It was clearly the same room as before, but Searle felt that the room today was unexpectedly a little cold.

And the silence was terrifying, as if some kind of restriction had been set.

Don't leave the room...is house arrest now...

Syl walked slowly to the window and looked out of the window. Soon, she realized that the scenery outside the window was not quite right.

The sky is too pure. The sky in Suramar has never been as pure as it is now—this is an illusion—how can Suramar, which has been deeply polluted by smog, have such a pure sky.

At this time, Searle felt a sense of crisis.

I may really not be able to get out.

what happened?Doesn't Sharon want to get promoted herself?

If Syl doesn't go out, how can he digest the holy medicine?How to get promoted?

Sharon, how can she complete her terrible plan... the promotion plan that was implemented hundreds of years ago?

Crises always come so suddenly that there is absolutely no time for preparation.

Syl walked to the bed and sat on the slumped bed, but he stood up after a while and walked to the round table.

It must be impossible to say that Searle is not panicked.

At least not for now.

Searle quickly turned around and walked towards the door, twisted the doorknob hard, and the handle was smoothly turned by Searle.

There is a play!

If this is really house arrest, Seale must escape, and there is absolutely no hope of staying where he is.

With that in mind, Syl opened the door.

The scene outside the door caught Syl's eyes, making Syl's breathing stagnate.

Walking slowly outside, Syl came...

another room...

This room is the opposite of Syl's room, a completely mirrored Syl's bedroom.

Open the bedroom door, the outside is still the bedroom.

Just then, a hand was on Searle's shoulder, pulling her back.

Syl looked back and it was Sandy.

"Your Highness, please stay in the room." Sandy said something in a mechanical voice.

At this time, Syl realized belatedly that the familiar sense of peeping had stayed on Syl ever since he opened the door.

And Sandy, rather than preventing Syl from going out, might as well remind Syl.

"Okay... Sister Sandy." Syl took a step back slowly, closed the door, and completely cut off the idea of ​​going out through the door.

Searle also sat down on the chair, looking down at the carpet on the floor, wondering what he was thinking.

click-

Not long after Syl retreated, he heard the sound of the door lock turning from the door.

Slowly raising his head, Syl looked in the direction of the door, and a figure appeared in the direction of the door.

It was Sharon.

At this time, Syl, who was exhausted physically and mentally, no longer had the strength to pretend to be innocent and cute. She looked at Sharon coldly and said nothing.

"Heh... It seems that Ashara really said something to you, look at your eyes, Your Highness the Holy Maiden." Sharon's lips curled up slightly, and she said to herself, " Fortunately, I already made up an excuse of the border crisis and sent her away."

"I can't wait so long, Your Highness the Holy Maiden..."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Syl would not tell Sharon. In fact, she did not get the news from Archbishop Ashara. She looked at Sharon and said coldly, "I won't drink that medicine anymore. gone."

As long as Searle doesn't continue to advance, there will be no room for Sharon's plan to be implemented.

"Like I said, I don't have time to wait for you to slowly advance...Even at your original speed of promotion, if you want to reach the fifth level, it's still far away from you..." Sha The smile on Lun's face also gradually disappeared, "I can't wait."

Syl's heart skipped a beat.

Does Sharron have any other way to forcibly raise my rank?

"I should really thank that clown," Sharon smiled, and walked slowly in front of Syl, lifted Syl's chin with her hand, looked at her and said, "I really thank her for provoking Ibiza. hope."

"Let the stagnant water in Ibiza have hope."

"In this way, when they despair again, the power to harvest will be the most abundant."

"Is not it?"