System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Ashara looked at the glued Syl, blinked her eyes, and didn't start teleporting directly.

"What's the matter? Archbishop?" Syl looked at Ashara, wondering why she didn't act.

"Sandy, in the cathedral." Ashara said seriously.

"Uh...and then?" Syl still hugged Ashara's arm and didn't let go.

"The cathedral has many believers." Archbishop Ashara said expressionlessly.

"Oh..." It was only then that Syl realized that Ashara felt that the actions of the two of them were too intimate, and it might not be good to go to the cathedral to be seen by the believers.

"Stop hugging that person."

Saying that, Syl let go of the hand holding Ashara, changed to holding Ashara's left hand with his right hand, and looked at Ashara with a smile.

Sure enough, he was just a child and loved to act like a baby.

The corners of Ashara's mouth also curled up slightly, and she still said flatly:

"Close your eyes."

Ashara felt that ever since she met Syl, she had laughed back the things she hadn't laughed for hundreds of years at once... Syl is absolutely unsurpassed in healing people's hearts.

After Syl closed his eyes, Ashara stretched out his right hand and began to construct the teleportation spell.

After the pope's scepter is repaired, you can use instant long-distance teleportation. Now, it takes a little longer to teleport people.

If you want to squeeze yourself like you did when you saved Syl that day, you can barely achieve the short-distance teleportation in time.

The transmitted holy light array was brewing under the feet of the two, and with a flash of white light, the figures of the two disappeared in place.

After all, there is still some distance between Kos Street and Bai Luolan Street, and the figures of the two flickered twice in a row before arriving at the Cathedral of Hope in Kos District.

Although today is not a rest day, there are still many people who come to the church to pray or simply sit for an afternoon.

The moment Ashara landed wearing Syl, she pulled her hand away from Syl, and walked slowly towards the church.

He didn't notice it before, but now Syl realized that Archbishop Ashara seemed to be subconsciously maintaining his majesty in front of other outsiders.

I don't know if it's because of her age that she subconsciously made such a forced mature move.

But in Searle's eyes, this act of pretending to be majestic somehow activated Searle's XP system.

It's not true that there are people who don't like to tease majestic loli, right?It's not true that some people don't want to see Lolita who is extremely ashamed but still has to pretend to be calm, right?

No, no, no?

Anyway, Searle thinks he will.

"Because Archbishop Ashara is older, she is the one who practices, not me." Syl thought confidently in her heart.

[Love Saint]: "To be honest, if I had half the shame of you, a saint, no girl in the main city of the dwarves could escape my palm...but they look too young , Even as an adult, she looks like a human baby girl."

[Holy Maiden]: "I'm relatively young, don't talk nonsense, I'll tell you."

[Love Saint]: "Okay, if you say yes, then it is, baby."

【Saint】: "Disgusting."

After Syl complained, he ignored the Lover, followed behind Ashara, and walked towards the interior of the church.

At this time, the surrounding believers gradually reacted.

"Look...it's the Holy Maiden!"

"Hope Goddess is here... Am I hallucinating..."

"Sure enough, only those who are good and pure can be chosen as saints... I hope the goddess is here."

"Holy Maiden bless me that I won't fail in math class this week...The Holy Maiden is here..."

"Holy Maiden bless me...."

Almost instantly, the walking Syl was like a walking goddess of hope, attracting countless people's eyes and prayers.

It seemed as if good things would happen just to see Seale again.

"Please, am I a koi..." Syl looked at this scene and silently complained in his heart.

Although he was not very happy in his heart, he still had to keep smiling. Syl turned around, and made a wish to the goddess of hope to the believers who were looking at him: "May the goddess bless you."

The clear and sweet voice, paired with Syl's suffocatingly beautiful face and innocent smile, made the believers explode on the spot.

"My lord! My lord, bless you!"

"My lord! Please take a look at me! My lord! Owissler!"

"Owissler! The Holy Maiden took a look at me!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Crazy, totally crazy.

This is completely no different from the star chasing scene. The difference may be that there are not so many flashing lights, and the believers also restrained themselves and did not walk in the direction of Searle.

But this scene still made Syl take a step back in fright, and after quickly waving his hand, he quickly walked towards Ashara.

At this time, Ashara had already walked through the huge chapel to the door of the corridor on the left.

Under the cover of Syl's light, almost everyone forgot about Ashara, only a bishop who heard the news showed her the way.

After following Ashara to the side passage, he closed the wooden door, and only then did he isolate the crazy and noisy sound outside.

"To be honest, the cathedral hasn't been this lively for a long time," the white-bearded bishop who led the way in front stroked his beard with a smile, and said with a smile, "The last time it was so lively was when His Highness Syl came to worship."

"Hey hey..." Syl didn't know what to say, so he had to choose to pass the level cutely, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble, ho ho ho..." White Beard said with a smile, "every time like this, the donation box can always be filled with several, and a lot of money can be used to distribute food and print free textbooks." funds."

"Your Majesty, the wounded person you sent over last time...the wound still hasn't improved, and all the healing spells don't seem to work on her...We can only let the nun use the traditional suture, Help her sew up the wound."

As they said that, a few people walked to a room. Most of the side passages were confessional rooms, but there were also rooms for the wounded to rest—after all, the original function of the Goddess of Hope was to relieve pain.

"Your Majesty Ashara, Your Highness Syl, we're here." The white-bearded bishop stretched out his hand to open the door of the room, and then retreated back to make way for him.

After Ashara glanced back at Searle, she walked in, and Searle also walked in following Ashara's pace.

The lighting in the room is still very good, and the sunlight can shine in through the outside windows, but because it is a place for patients to rest, there are not many fancy decorations.

And on a bed in the middle, a blue-haired woman in a white linen robe was lying. She kept looking out the window, as if she didn't care about someone walking in.

And her bare skin outside the robe was almost covered with dense sutures, which looked extremely scary. With her bloodless face, it felt like a delicately sewn doll.

The bishop who came in behind Syl and the others explained with some embarrassment: "There is no way. In order to prevent the wound from being exposed, we can only sew it up... After all, the magic of hope is useless."

Generally speaking, it is hoped that magic can heal the trauma, so few nuns can master the technique of suturing. It is not easy to be able to sew like this.

[Physician]: "Damn it... will they know how to suture!"

The doctor's voice sounded in Searle's mind, and it was the first time Searle heard the doctor, who had always been gentle, speak so angrily.

But at this time, Searle also sensed that Sandy is in a very good condition, and her body is slowly healing with the help of the blood.

But this healing trend seems to be blocked by those sutures.

Suddenly, Searle thought of a somewhat... oolong idea.

[Holy Maiden]: "Miss Physician... Can the magic of hope work on your blood?"

[Doctor]: "Yes, the damage is quite serious."

Seale: "..."

The doctor's answer completely confirmed Searle's conjecture.

In fact, Sandy of the fourth level can completely recover from the wound automatically by relying on the powerful blood of [Deceitful Life].

But the treatment of hope magic seems to be a kind of harm to 【Delicate Fate】...

In other words, Archbishop Ashara sent her here to heal her wounds... In fact, every time Sandy was about to recover, he gave her a knife and let her continue to lie down...

Just thinking about it, Syl couldn't hold back and stretched out his hand to cover his face.

Too ha.

How desperate Sandy must have been.

Noticing Syl's movements, Ashara looked at Syl and asked, "I found out, what happened?"

"Woo...I found it..." Syl replied weakly.

She regretted why she hadn't come to see poor Sandy sooner.

At the moment Syl's voice came out, Sandy who was lying on the bed was shocked. She turned around slowly, looked at Syl with wide eyes, and was stunned and motionless.

"Your Highness...Your Highness..." After a long time, Sandy squirmed her lips and let out a hoarse call.

"I'm here." Syl didn't bother to continue talking to Archbishop Ashara, and walked directly in the direction of Sandy.

Ashara watched this scene, she also knew that the two would have a lot of things to talk about, after all, it was a reunion between life and death.

So, Ashara turned around directly, looked up at the white-bearded archbishop, and then walked outside.

The white-bearded bishop is also an old fritter, he instantly understood the look in Ashara's eyes, followed Ashara and walked outside, and helped Syl close the door after going out.

After the two went out, only Searle and Sandy were left in the room.

Searle sat on the edge of Sandy's bed. Sandy saw Searle coming and wanted to get up, but Searle held her down.

And Sandy, who was held down, also lay obediently and did not continue to move.

At this time, she clearly felt that she was happy, especially seeing that His Highness Syl was still fine, but for some reason, her eyes were wet.

Strange... Shouldn't happiness be a smile?Why did I seem to be crying... Sandy couldn't figure it out.

"I've suffered..." Syl looked at Sandy with teary eyes in front of her, stretched out her hand in distress, and rubbed her head.

At the same time, Seale's hand was also quickly removing the thread for Sandy.

Just like when the main body learned to juggle when he got the clown card, removing sutures was no problem for Searle who had the doctor card.

However, there were too many stitches on Sandy's body, and it took Seale a long time to remove the stitches all over Sandy's body.

In order to remove the stitches, Sandy's clothes had to be taken off. For this, Seale had gone to draw the curtains in advance.

With Syl's movement, Sandy's wound opened again, but no blood flowed out.

The wound is healing, but very slowly.