System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"Oh..." Syl obediently switched to his left hand.

This time, when Vivienne reached out and tapped Searle's left hand, there was no rejection reaction.

A black ring imprint was branded on the back of Syl's hand, which didn't give Syl any strange feeling.

It's just that in Searle's mind, there was an inexplicably extra piece of news about how to use this magic seal.

Afterwards, the black ring magic seal slowly disappeared on the back of Syl's left hand, as if it had never appeared before.

"It's done," Vivienne seemed to be relieved, she slowly floated into the air, and said to Syl, "Then I will see you again, I have enjoyed my observations these days, goodbye, Syl."

"Eh--"

Syl stretched out her hand and wanted to ask something, but Vivienne's body fell back into the black circle and disappeared in front of Syl.

And the black ring also shrunk and disappeared, and as the ring disappeared, the candlelight also flickered again.

Syl's small mouth was still slightly open, she just wanted to ask Vivienne what she wanted from her.

As a result, Vivienne didn't say anything, and just ran away after giving Syl the reward.

Run faster than a civil servant who gets off work on time.

"Alas..." Syl sighed and looked at the back of his left hand.

The biggest crisis has been resolved, and it doesn't matter if you don't learn something from Vivienne. Now Syl just wants to take a good rest for a while.

"Witch's Pattern III——[Cycle]"

"Effect: Consume mental power, summon a [Time Loop], which can trigger the special attack of [Time Loop]"

"[Time Loop]: Reverse time, accelerate time or stop time"

"Warning: In view of the host's current mental power, the system recommends not using [Time Loop] for more than 2 seconds per week"

"Time loop..." Syl opened his eyes slightly, and looked at his left hand in surprise.

"What a powerful ability..." Syl murmured, "Like a weakened version of Vivian's black ring?"

2 seconds is enough to control almost all battles. This is a very terrifying ability.

But it is only recommended to use it for 2 seconds per week... This side effect is not generally large, and it can only be used to deal with some very extreme situations.

It has to be said that this is the first law-oriented life-saving means obtained by Syl, and this is just the mark of one of the witches.

The third witch [circulation]...that is to say, there are at least two witches, and there may even be more...

Syl had a hunch that he would meet them one day.

It's just that I don't know if other witches will continue to use this way of watching trials against Syl...

It is not clear whether it is an enemy or a friend.

Syl shook his head, stopped thinking about the witch, and shouted in his heart:

"System, look at the role panel."

Following Searle's voice, a translucent familiar interface appeared in front of Searle.

"Name: Syl Saint"

"Occupation: Goddess of Hope, Holy Maiden (Golden)"

"Stage: Ascetic · Holy Rank ([-])"

"Strength: 18"

"Physique: 33"

"Inspiration: 59"

"Agility: 19"

"Charm: 49"

"Skills: [Divine Art · Control of Basic Elements] [Hand of Redemption] [Divine Art · Sacrifice] [Hand of Pain] [Mental Barrier] [Sinful Body] [Gospel of Pain] [Spiritual Connection]"

"Kachi: [Scary Clown] [Mysterious Doctor] [Spirit Stealer] [Rapping Missionary] [Growing Young Dragon]"

"Number of lottery draws: 0"

"Comprehensive evaluation: After the holy coming, isn't this inspiration and charm a bit too much?"

Compared to before, Syl, who had been possessed by the Holy Spirit once, had an exaggerated improvement in charm and inspiration.

Compared with these two, other improvements seem a little insignificant.

It seems that because the body has experienced the feeling of stepping up before, Syl did not digest the holy medicine of the second level at all, but now he has completely digested it, and can drink the holy medicine of the third level at any time.

"Why do you need so much inspiration and charm..." Syl curled his lips and complained in a low voice.

Too much inspiration is prone to accidents, and too much charisma is prone to accidents in various senses.

For example, being abducted by the strange sister or something.

But now that Searle has fully digested the strength of the second level, there are not many people who are capable of abducting her.

At the same time, Syl also felt that it was a little too strange for the system to designate the saint as a gold card.

In terms of combat effectiveness, Searle feels that a clown or missionary at the blue card stage can beat Searle.

"The evaluation of this system mainly depends on the growth potential, please do not question the judgment of the system"

Unexpectedly, the system cared so much about these things, Syl lowered his head and stuck out his little tongue.

Then, Syl, who saw his body, remembered something belatedly.

Before I went to bed, although my consciousness was a little fuzzy, I should have no clothes on...

Why did he wake up and put on a nightgown?

Archbishop Ashara changed it for himself?Or did you change it for yourself after Sigma came over?

Syl shrugged, not thinking about it any more.Anyway, both of them are trustworthy people, not to mention that Sigma helped him change his clothes on the first day he came to this world, when he was not a saint.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

Just as Syl stretched out his hand in front of him, clenched it tightly and loosened it, trying to recover, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Syl's voice was weak, but it was still enough for people outside to hear what Syl was saying in the middle of the night.

"squeak--"

The door was gently pushed open, Syl looked towards the door, and found that Sigma was holding a plate, pushing the door open with his back.

At the same time, Searle also noticed that there was a person standing by the door.

It was Archbishop Ashara.

"Archbishop~" Syl raised his hand to his chest, waved it lightly, and said with a smile, "Morning...good evening~"

I don't know why, whenever he talks to Archbishop Ashara, Syl will unconsciously use the tone of talking to a child.

It's probably hard to change this habit.

"Sigma," after greeting the archbishop, Syl didn't neglect her friend. She sniffed it with her eyes closed, then opened her eyes and asked with a smile, "Is it a cake? I think I guessed it right."

"No way, I can't find dinner at night..." Sigma brought the cake, opened the lid, and put it next to Syl's bedside table and said, "Fortunately, there are two nuns and sisters in the kitchen. He said it was for Syl, so he helped me find the cake."

"Two nuns?" Syl blinked curiously, and suddenly remembered the two nuns who were preparing cha cakes in the kitchen when he came back the night before.

Is it them again?

It feels like they are more attached to the cake than Syl.

"Sigma..." Syl looked at Sigma, and wanted to raise his hand worriedly, but Sigma pressed it down.

Sigma looked at Syl and said seriously:

"Just say what you want, don't move."

"No, you have dark circles under your eyes, I think it's better for you to go to rest first..." Syl looked at Sigma in front of him and suggested.

"Well..." Sigma looked at the Archbishop behind him, then at Syl, nodded and said, "Okay, goodbye Syl... Take a break, and see you again, Archbishop."

Sigma also knew that the archbishop might have something to say to Syl, so he didn't choose to stay in the room, but left the room after saying hello to the two of them.

"Ahh..." Syl couldn't hold back, first picked up the fork with difficulty, forked a piece of cake and threw it into his mouth, then looked at the archbishop and said, "Archbishop, why haven't you rested so late?" ah?"

"It's very troublesome to deal with the follow-up." Ashara sat next to Syl, took the fork from Syl, forked a small piece of cake and fed it to her.

It seems that for the past two days Archbishop Ashara has been troubled by dealing with the matter after the Pope's abdication.

"Oh..." Syl asked in surprise, "Archbishop Ashara, why do I feel that your speech has become smoother?"

Syl was not particularly interested in the power transfer of the church, but was surprised by the fact that Aishara became fluent in Dasaya.

At least two or three words can be said together.

"In the past two days, we communicated a lot." Ashara nodded, glanced at Syl's quilt, and saw the newspaper in front of Syl.

Seeing the newspaper, Ashara pursed her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.

But in the end, Ashara still spoke, she looked at Syl and said:

"Sharon's matter... from the perspective of the church, it cannot be announced..." Ashara looked at Syl apologetically, and lowered her head, "There is nothing I can do... sorry ..."

Just as Searle thought before, if this matter is exposed, a large part of the public's worship of the Church of Hope will be disintegrated, and it will turn into a personal worship of the saint, which is what other high-level church leaders don't want to see.

This is a huge weakening of the credibility of the church.

Moreover, Ashara was just an assigned archbishop, so it was difficult to speak.

Even if he could speak, with Ashara's speaking speed and way of speaking, it would be difficult to convince other high-level members of the church. Just think about how much effort Ashara would have to put in to change this decision.

It can be seen that Ashara still wants to clarify everything, so that all the grievances suffered by Syl will be released.

But standing in front of so many believers and priests in the church, Ashara had to think about them again. It was in this entangled psychology that the church had already acted and spread the information.

It can be said that it was Ashara's inaction that caused Sharon, who had caused Syl to be wronged, to abdicate honorably as a pope without much impact on her reputation.

Ashara herself has no concept of rights, and when it comes time for her to make a decision, her kindness will make her fall into a difficult choice.

Although the Syl in Ashara's imagination should feel very uncomfortable about this matter, and might even resent the injustice of the church, or have resistance to power.

But what Ashara didn't expect was that after hearing what Ashara said, Syl didn't have any other emotions. Instead, he opened his mouth and uttered a single syllable:

"what--"