System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Entering Suramar from the direction of the Holy Light Monastery and then going to the Bailuolan District, it must pass through the Ibiza District.

If you want to take a detour, you just have to walk, and it may take a long time to get to Syl.

However, Sigma, who is only a quasi-nun, immediately set off to cross the dangerous Ibiza after hearing the news of her death... It takes a lot of courage.

"It's too dangerous for you to come here alone..." Syl stretched out his hand slowly, touched the tears on Sigma's face with a smile and said, "I'm crying...I'm not dead .”

At the same time, Syl understood two things through what Sigma said.

The first is that I don't know how to report the injury of myself as a saint.

The other is.

The church is about to change.

Searle really wanted to ask Sigma about the details of the newspaper, but a certain desire in his body made Searle involuntarily look at the water glass that Sigma had just put aside.

The careful Sigma quickly noticed Syl's eyes, reached out to pick up the quilt, handed it to Syl's mouth, and slowly let Syl drink it.

Syl took a sip of the water in the glass, and raised his hands involuntarily to hold the glass, as if he wanted to raise the glass higher so that he could drink faster.

However, this small move of Syl was stopped by Sigma. She was worried that Syl would choke if she drank too fast, so she pressed the water glass slightly to prevent Syl from drinking too fast.

But drinking slowly like this, Searle drank the whole glass of water in one go.

It wasn't until the cup left Searle's lips that Searle let out a long breath, and his face became much rosier.

"Gollum—"

Immediately afterwards, there was a slight grunt from Syl's stomach.

"Uh..." Syl's cheeks were slightly flushed, and she was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say.

And Sigma next to him, seeing Syl like this, smiled through his tears, and smiled while wiping away his tears.

"You're hungry," Sigma covered her mouth, stood up with narrowed eyes, she looked at Syl and said, "I'll get you something to eat, it's late at night..."

"Thank you Sigma~" Syl also thanked Sigma with a smile.

But when Sigma was about to turn around and leave, Syl stopped her again and asked:

"Sigma, do you have the newspapers for these two days? If not, it's okay. I'll find someone to buy them tomorrow."

"Yes." Sigma nodded, turned around and walked to the round table, took a few stacks of newspapers, trotted to Searle's bed, and said with a smile, "Searle in the newspaper is very handsome~"

After speaking, Sigma put down the newspaper and ran out of the room with brisk steps.

The young girl's figure full of youthful vitality can always bring some happy emotions to people.

Syl smiled and watched Sigma leave the room and close the door before looking down at the newspaper in his hand.

United Church Weekly: [I hope that the pope will be polluted by evil gods, and that the saint will be successfully purified with the help of divine power——hope that the pope will announce his abdication]

Empire Evening News: [The great saint of hope has purified the evil spirits!Hope is with us! 】

Time Daily: [I hope the saint is still in a coma, and the people on the street pray for her spontaneously]

Ping An People's Daily: [The spokesperson of the Goddess of Hope said that all affected houses will be repaired and the injured people will be healed free of charge]

Syl took a cursory glance and saw that the term Goddess of Hope almost occupied the headlines of all newspapers, and among them, the Holy Maiden of Hope took up a very large section.

Now all the publicity and consensus in the outside world is that they hope that the pope will be inexplicably polluted and go crazy to attack the Ibiza area.

The Holy Maiden of Hope, on the other hand, communicated with the Goddess of Hope in despair and let her descend to solve the accident.

The huge beam of light I saw that day belonged to a "miracle".

Up to now, countless people have gone to worship in the ruins of Ibiza, not only people from Ibiza, but also nobles and civilians from other areas.

In the news, Seale was advertised as a savior.

And the picture accompanying the news made Seale feel even more outrageous.

It was shot at a very close distance. In the photo, from bottom to top, Syl was seen in the air, holding a shining giant sword high, surrounded by countless black clouds, all of which were dispelled, and Syl was slightly below A little Sharon looked so small in front of the huge lightsaber.

This is a photo taken before facing Seale's attack.

Searle looked at the signature under the photo, and the label on the newspaper was - an enthusiastic person passing by.

Who can stand so close to the battlefield...

The corner of Searle's mouth twitched. Unless it was taken by a puppet and there was a means of diversion, the person who took this photo should be dead.

But this photo was still submitted, which shows that it was not taken by a simple person.

What puzzled Searle the most was why, when talking about Sharon, she was used as an excuse for being polluted?

Soon, Syl figured it out too.

But it has to be explained that way.

Otherwise, if it is spread that the Pope of the Goddess Cult has planned a blood sacrifice for who knows how many years, it may be hoped that the status of the Goddess Cult in people's minds will collapse in an instant, instead of the current situation where everyone looks forward to it because of the descending of the gods.

"I've wanted to ask since just now, the system can't you just say something if you have something to say? Why keep flashing?" Syl asked silently in his heart.

"God has fully activated your saint card, why don't you take a look (｀へ?)"

"Mission: [Gaze of the Loop of Destiny] is completed, you have been appreciated by the Witch Vivienne of [Loop]"

"Can you see it or not"

The system looked like the only child who was shrunk out of the door at a birthday party, very dissatisfied with Syl's ignorance of him.

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PS: woo woo woo, sorry for the update, 8 is too wordy, let’s continue to make pictures.

feature film -

【1. Do you know what the antonym of partial necrosis is? 】

【"The whole life is good."】

【2. How to respond rationally to others on the topic of "cats can't eat raw meat"】

[Answer: Cats are really not hungry and can eat raw meat. When I was a child, I accidentally lost it. Thanks to a group of wild cats who lit a fire to cook for me, I did not starve to death after cooking a whole three dishes and one soup]

[3. I felt that I was too fat, so I asked my friends to ride a horse to lose weight. After a month, the horse lost ten catties. 】

Good night~Thank you for your comfort, I wish you all better luck than me (positive milk is sure)~

Chapter 162 Chapter 150 Seven Is Biting Your Lips a Punishment? (5000 word chapter)

"Okay, okay, I'm looking forward to it."

Syl nodded lightly and replied, but his mouth was always pursed, trying to hold back a smile.

"Ahem..." Syl coughed a little, hiding the fact that he was about to be unable to hold back his laughter.

Fortunately, the system didn't seem to care too much about Syl's expression, and directly showed Syl the task details.

"Approved by the Witch of Reincarnation"

"The task [Gaze of the Circle of Fate] is completed"

"Reward: Witch's Pattern III——[Cycle]"

Syl looked at the screen in front of him, blinked his eyes, and then waited for a while before continuing to ask in his heart:

"What about the reward? The system?"

"I guess it will be here soon"

Searle twisted his neck left and right with some difficulty, and looked to both sides, but Searle didn't see anything special other than the decorations that were originally in the room.

What the hell is that witch's pattern?Sound unorthodox?

And the affix [Cycle]...could it be the ability of that witch?

Recalling the way back in time before, Syl felt that it was probably what he thought.

Before Seale could see what had happened to his character card, a familiar wave appeared on the ceiling of Seale's room.

Originally, the flickering candlelight was instantly frozen, and Syl's sight was also attracted by the black magic ring in midair.

On top of the magic ring, a petite figure sat on it, with her hands propped on both sides of her body, her legs in snow-white stockings swaying slightly in the air, looking very relaxed.

"Vivienne...Your Excellency?" At the beginning, Syl was struggling with what words to use to address her. At first, she almost blurted out that it was her sister, but after thinking about it, she changed it to "Your Excellency" in the honorifics.

Vivienne smiled and nodded to Syl. The curly black hair behind her fluttered in the air as if on the water, which reminded Syl of a hero named Zoe, with such flowing hair.

Vivienne no longer looked down at Syl, but lowered the height of the black ring, making it look like she was sitting next to Syl, she said to Syl:

"Syl... To be honest, you have given me too many surprises."

"Miraculous transformation ability, whimsy in adversity, and admirable creativity... If you are looking for a game-breaker, I think no one is more suitable than you in this century .”

Vivienne said, stretching out her right hand, and resting her slender index finger on Searle's head.

A black light flashed, and Syl felt his head was bounced by something, and then saw Vivian's frowning expression in front of him.

"Strange..." Vivian murmured, then stroked the hair on Syl's forehead, and carefully observed Syl's smooth forehead.

"Uh...Your Majesty Vivian, this is..." Syl blinked, she didn't quite know what Vivian wanted to do, but she could feel Vivian No malice.

It's just that his body is very weak now, making Syl dare not be skinny.

"It's nothing..." Vivienne slowly lowered her hand, no longer checked Syl's forehead, but shook her head and continued, "Then give me your right hand."

"Oh..." Syl knew through the system that Vivienne was here to give out rewards. Although he didn't know what happened just now, Syl obediently stretched out his right hand in front of Vivian.

This time, Vivian saw the holy seal on the back of Syl's right hand, and the corner of Vivian's mouth twitched slightly.

Vivian took a deep breath, glanced at the holy seal on the back of Syl's hand, then at Syl's forehead, sighed and said:

"Left hand."