System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Before Sigma could react, Syl touched Sigma's cheek.

"Hmm~" Seeing the faint light emerging from his hand, Syl nodded in satisfaction.

The previous skills have never made Syl feel any real sense, but this time the holy light in her hand was really triggered by herself, and she can even feel the warmth of her right hand and the increasing spiritual pollution in her brain.

"Huh~ It doesn't look like it will last too long..." Syl withdrew his hand, looked at his slender and white right hand with satisfaction, and nodded.

it is good!Although it was only a healing technique, I finally used the ability to shine!

Syl looked up at Sigma: "Sigma, how are you feeling now... er, Sigma?"

Chapter 18 Chapter 18 The Virgin Arrives

I saw that Sigma's face was already so red that it didn't look like it.

At this time, Sigma was covering his face with his hands, as if he didn't want Syl to see his ugliness.

"Will it be uncomfortable?" Syl also became a little nervous, and she thought it was something wrong with her skills.

"No...not..." Sigma shook his head quickly, "It's very comfortable..."

"But I see you..."

Syl wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Sigma.

"Sister Syl, change clothes quickly, and get ready for dinner!" Sigma ran away in a hurry after finishing speaking.

It was the loud "boom—" after Sigma went out and closed the door, which made Syl wonder if he had to use a hand of salvation once he went out.

What a cute little girl.

Syl smiled and shook his head, and began to change his clothes.

This set of gorgeous white hooded robes with gold silk inscriptions is definitely better than all the robes Syl has seen, and it looks holy.Mainly the inscription is very handsome.

Without much thought, Syl put on the robe, and after putting it on, he realized that there were still many clothes on the bed, including a lined dress and a belt inside the robe, and a white shawl with mysterious and complex inscriptions on the outside of the robe. , and a pair of white silk gloves, which Searle had completely thrown out of order.

Of course, in the process of changing clothes, you will inevitably touch your own body. This is the first time Searle has seen Chi Guoguo himself... How should I put it, I feel a little embarrassed.

After being in a hurry and wasting a lot of time, Searle put the suit on himself correctly.

I have to say that the whole set looks better on the body.

Seale brushed back her hair, which was messed up from changing clothes, and stood in front of the full-length mirror.

Looking at himself, Searle was a little stunned.

From time to time, he fiddled with his shawl, or lifted half of his robe, or put on the hood to cover his long pale golden hair.

No matter how Searle looks in front of the mirror, or how she changes the angle, she is impeccably holy and beautiful. Her light golden hair and white robe are a perfect match.

Although the doctor card itself is also good-looking.

But the main body is really... a bit too good-looking, and it will make others feel ashamed just by looking at it.

"As expected of me~" Blowing a kiss to himself in the mirror, Syl reluctantly looked away from the mirror.

After putting on the boots, opening the door and going out, Syl saw Sigma standing aside and waiting.

Not surprisingly, Sigma was dumbfounded by this outfit, and she didn't react until Syl waved her hand in front of her.

"Master...His Majesty the Pope and the archbishops are already waiting for Sister Searle in the restaurant..." Sigma pointed to the direction of the stairs and said, "Just turn right there, and then you will Someone took Sister Searle there."

"Aren't you going to eat?" Searle asked curiously.

"Ah... I've already eaten." Sigma lowered her head and lied a little.

Of course she didn't have dinner, but she also knew that such an occasion with so many big figures was not something she, a nun-to-be, could go to join in the fun.

Moreover, the newspaper news in the past few days has also let Sigma know that Sister Syl has been selected to become a saint.

"Okay then...then I'll come to you after dinner." Syl waved his hand, and then walked towards the direction pointed by Sigma with ease.

"Okay...okay!" Sigma looked at Syl's back, pursed his lips, and seemed a little moved.

Sigma didn't expect that Sister Sil's attitude towards her would not change after she became a saint.

Originally, Sigma thought that he was sent here to accompany Sister Syl just because he was familiar with Sister Syl.

Seeing Syl's back disappearing around the corner, Sigma smiled in relief: "It really takes someone like Sister Syl to become a saint."

In fact, Syl didn't think too much about it, it was just that he was unfamiliar with the place and wanted to find Sigma to hug him.

It's not too cool to be accompanied by a cute and cute girl who can be teased at will, okay?

Searle's personality is like this, unrestrained and casual, likes to be funny, but there is no lack of a delicate and cautious heart.

Before being ushered into the restaurant, Searle met many priests along the way.

Almost all the clergy stood still after seeing Syl, and some even closed their eyes, as if praying silently.

Some people who were walking towards him retreated to the side after seeing Syl, and respectfully performed a church salute: "Mr. Saintess."

Looks like Sharon has spread the word.

Since he couldn't protect her in secret, he simply put Syl on the bright side and used the common method of protecting the saint in the past to protect her.

After arriving at the gate of the restaurant, Syl took a deep breath, and then motioned for the nun who led the way to open the gate of the restaurant.

Even through the door, Searle could hear the lively atmosphere in the restaurant.

I hope that my arrival will not make the warm atmosphere inside cold.

She doesn't want to be the king of the cold.

The door opened, and Syl stopped just as he took a step inside.

On the long table inside, a group of archbishops in black or red robes, and Sharon in white robes all looked in her direction.

The system also thoughtfully posted everyone's information, but except for the name, it was basically black skulls and question marks.

Good guy, a house full of bosses, right?

Syl, who was being stared at, felt a little uncomfortable all over, and stood there a little at a loss.

"Saint-Cyr, don't be restrained, come and sit next to me." Sharon smiled and waved to Syl.

"Okay..." Syl responded weakly, and while walking, stretched out his right hand and scratched his face, feeling a little embarrassed.

Why don't you guys talk anymore?Didn't you have a good time just now?

"Holy Seal!" Someone in the room shouted, and everyone's eyes were on Syl's right hand.

In the next second, all the archbishops in the restaurant stood up in unison, solemnly crossed their hands on their chests in the direction of Syl, and performed a goddess salute.

"Your Majesty the Holy Maiden!"

"Master Saint-Cyr!"

The shouts in the restaurant were not neat, but people could feel their fanaticism, and some even shed tears with excitement.

Searle may not know what kind of disturbance she caused in these people's hearts, let alone that a saint who can communicate with God actually has higher power and appeal than the pope.

She still doesn't know that her image perfectly fits all these people's fantasies about the saint. Some people even waited for hundreds of years for this moment.

What Seale is thinking right now is...

who am i where am i...

What are these big guys doing...

The dishes on the table look delicious... What is that purple meat on the plate?What kind of Kejia dish is that?I really want to try it...

Most importantly, what should I say now!

Very urgent, wait online!

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PS: Why so many people voted 2!No, I want to prove myself!

When Xiao Ming was in school, some classmates joked that his hairstyle was like a kite. When Xiao Ming heard that he was wronged, he ran out of the classroom crying, running...

It flew up.

ahem...

I think it’s a loss for me to only give one vote for laughing, and I suggest changing it to three votes for laughing, and two votes for being cold, gkd stud votes, so it’s decided!

Chapter 19 Chapter 19

Because Syl was so shocked that he didn't say a word, and the bishops on both sides of the long table didn't dare to put their hands down, the air suddenly became quiet.

Everyone is waiting for Searle to say something.

Sharon also wanted to remind Syl.

But if this scene reminds me, even if it is not a formal occasion, Syl's majesty will be damaged.

Although this will not reduce the respect for the goddess by the people present, the respect for the saint will definitely be weakened a little.

Syl, who came back to his senses, also realized that if he didn't say something, the scene would be too embarrassing.

Forget it, just say a few words...

Searle also raised his hands and crossed them in front of his chest. The index and middle fingers of both hands rested on the collarbones on both sides.

"May the goddess be with you."

What Searle never expected was that after he said these words.

Some archbishops who didn't have much mood swings had slightly reddened eye sockets.

Can you imagine a scene where a group of bosses who can't see their attributes are moved to tears in front of you?