System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"I don't know if the Archbishop will be nervous..." Syl, who was on the carriage, began to worry about Ashara.

This feeling is like the feeling of tying a dead house who doesn't like to go out and socialize to the center of Times Square, and then the big screen in Times Square plays the video of him saying "I love Two-dimensional" with high intensity 24 hours a day.

Syl felt that in terms of shame, it shouldn't be too bad, for Archbishop Ashara.

This time, I hope that the crowning ceremony taught by the Goddess is special and special, and ordinary is normal.

Looking at the history of the Church of Goddess of Hope, it is perfectly appropriate to elect a new pope and hold a coronation ceremony.

But this time, something was obviously different.

Because this is the only pope election in which the pope resigned directly without a name, and the bishops were elected by voting that has not been used for many years.

In other words, in fact, every bishop and cardinal in the bishops' conference has the opportunity to become pope.

Some people moved their minds, but they didn't succeed. It's just that one person fell down. It definitely doesn't mean that no one will come to find trouble in the future.

Apparently, there were still people who were angry at Ashara for taking this "cake" and took action for it.

For example, a certain white-bearded bishop who is currently escorting the saintess team.

Because the streets were crowded with people, and many residents from other areas flocked here, it seemed that the publicity for the Professor's Crowning Ceremony for the Goddess of Hope in the past two days was in place.

Among the crowd, there was a group of people who were particularly conspicuous. Although their clothes were a little tattered, they were clean and whitish, and they gathered together to watch the passing carriage devoutly.

Syl knew at a glance that this must be someone from the Ibiza area.

At the same time, Hanbok, who was the strongest force in the escort team, was also closely following Searle's car door. Through the window Searle could see him walking slowly and solemnly with a scepter in hand.

Seemingly sensing Syl's gaze, he raised his head and looked at Syl with a smile.

Syl returned a smile, then stretched out his hand to close the curtain, leaned on the back cushion and closed his eyes to rest.

As for Sandy, as a guard, she shuttled on the roofs around the carriage, inspecting the crowd for any abnormalities.

Even the police station dispatched many detectives with guns to clear the way. After all, they hoped that the Goddess Cult and the higher authorities would maintain a friendly relationship on the surface, so they still had to express this.

After much difficulty, the luxurious white carriage with gold trim finally drove slowly to the gate of Hope Cathedral in Kos District amidst the cheers of the crowd and flowers.

At the entrance of the cathedral, a large group of nuns had already set up their battles, waiting for the arrival of the Holy Lady.

After the carriage stopped, Syl, sitting in the carriage with his eyes closed, heard the sound of knocking on the wooden board of the carriage door.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

Searle breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that it was Hanbok reminding himself that the time had come.

Seale straightened his body, tapped on the car door twice, and responded.

Afterwards, the door was slowly opened, and a staircase made of holy light appeared at the connection between the carriage and the ground.

Syl lifted the holy robe that was a little too big for him, lowered his head and avoided the door frame, and stepped out of the carriage gracefully...

The occasion is more formal, and it is not easy to jump off directly like riding a carriage with Jane.

Of course, this elegance is also learned from the clown.

It can be seen that the square in front of the cathedral is densely packed with civilians and believers.

They were all eager to see the legendary Holy Maiden of Hope with their own eyes. They cheered and waved their arms, bringing noise to the usually peaceful square.

Dressed in a white complicated robe and her long hair carefully braided behind her, Syl stepped out of the carriage and smiled at the crowd.

The sky-blue jewel-like pupils exude the breath of the sky, and the faint smile on the corner of the mouth is something that no painter can describe with a pen.

She can be sure that the crowd was indeed quiet for a while just now, and there was a quiet time like a library in the crowded square.

"My Lady of Saintess!"

I don't know which little girl yelled heart-piercingly, the whole square boiled up, and the cheers seemed to be able to shatter the sky.

I don't know, I thought it was some kind of music festival.

Keeping the smile on his face, Syl walked slowly towards the stairs in front of the cathedral according to the established route, under the protection and support of the crowd.

Meanwhile, the nuns at the entrance of the cathedral set up their battles and ran down the steps quickly and neatly. They formed their formation on the steps and watched Syl step onto the steps.

When Syl led the team slowly through the last step and reached the platform in front of the church, the accompanying guards dispersed and lined up behind Syl.

Syl stood on the platform, turned around, looked at the crowded crowd below, and took a light breath.

[Holy Prayer] At this moment, released by all the nuns on the steps, countless pale yellow holy beams descended from the sky, bursts of grand prayers resounded like a choir, and everyone present seemed to be cleansed General, unprecedented tranquility and ease.

At this moment, as shown in the rehearsal, Searle opened his arms and turned on [Holy Avatar].

In an instant, under the blessing of countless [Holy Prayers], Syl's aura continued to rise. The pale golden armor covered her body like a substance, and the whole person exuded a bright holy light like a god.

Syl, who was in this extraordinary state of explosion, slowly closed his arms, and performed a ritual of the goddess of hope to all the beings under the steps.

"May the goddess be with you."

Syl slowly opened his mouth to say this sentence, and [Holy Prayer] also just said this prayer, and the magnificent momentum merged with Syl all of a sudden.

At this moment, it seemed that only the saintess was shining in the world, and everyone else was eclipsed, and only the saints were left in the eyes of the people.

At this time, the effect of [Prayer of Hope] was brought into full play, and the beams gathered in the air, exploding a section of splendid holy light.

The blasted holy light turned into a little bit of stardust and drifted towards the crowd. The civilians who had some hidden wounds or pain in their bodies felt better all of a sudden.

The civilians who felt this change were all grateful to shout the words "Holy Lady", and seemed to attribute all of this to Syl.

Just at the right time, the choir of the Goddess of Hope began to sing, and the musical instruments began to play. The crowd spontaneously put their hands on their chests and made prayer gestures of the Goddess of Hope.

Seeing that the effect had been achieved, Syl, who was forced to open his business, slowly lowered his hands, and the guarding bishops behind him also made way for Syl.

Syl turned around and walked slowly towards the chapel of the church under the sacred music of the choir.

Syl walked slowly, until he felt that people outside could no longer see him, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked back, and released the [Holy Avatar] posture.

"A lot of people..." Syl sighed, "It's the first time I've seen so many people..."

"Your Highness, pay attention to your image..." Hanbok, who was following Searle, reminded in a low voice, "There will be queens, nobles, and bishops and saintesses from other churches coming to sit... ..”

"Okay..." Seale seemed to shrug helplessly, and then sat down in the seat reserved for himself in the front row.

She had to receive other important people later, and after the reception, she went to the inner hall, and then came out of the inner hall pretending to be seen, and put the Pope's crown on Ashara.

But this Hamburg... is quite interesting...

"Your Highness, I'm going to arrange other things first." Hanboke smiled and bowed slightly, saying goodbye to Searle.

Seale also responded with a smile: "Thank you, Bishop Hamburg."

This Hamburg can really act... It's just that it's not clear which position he is in charge of today.

However, Searle has already made protective preparations, and no matter what Hanbok does, he will know it immediately.

"The next step is to wait..." Syl sighed silently, and leaned on the back cushion a little bored.

Among the dense crowd outside... At this time, there are more than a dozen members of the Goddess of Hope carrying holy light bombs, waiting for an opportunity to move—if they didn't meet Syl.

And now, the group of members of the Goddess of Hope who were about to blow up the square and drag thousands of people to be buried with them are now members of the "Goddess of Sil".They completely obey the command of Syl and Fina.

Seale not only wanted to destroy this good show, but also made the person who made this good show public.

It's time for the public to recognize those nobles who only care about interests and rights and don't care about human life at all.

Syl leaned back on the seat, and was about to close his eyes for a short rest, when there were bursts of cheers outside, as if some important person was about to arrive.

The cheers lasted for a long time, but they were a little messy, and Seale couldn't tell what the people outside were shouting.

Searle pulled the back chair and looked at the door curiously. After a while, two familiar figures walked in with a small group of people.

"Hey! Syl~" Jane saw Syl sitting in the front row, and beckoned to her, "I knew you would have to sit here all morning."

Jane pulled Vera, walked towards Syl and said:

"So I discussed it with Vera last night, and we also got up early to accompany you... How about it, are you moved?"

And Vera, who was beside Jane, also smiled at Syl: "Good morning, Syl."

"Morning~"

It's comforting to have two friends who look out for themselves.

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Today's Ice Magic——

[1. Supervisor: Do you believe that the dead can be resurrected? 】

[Me: Huh?impossible? 】

[Director: But I really met you. The day before yesterday, you said you were leaving early to attend your uncle’s funeral. He just came to see you.]

[2. I am speechless to the bank. Every time I go to withdraw money, it shows that the balance is insufficient, and I have no money to open NM's bank]

[3. Good night, those who are still awake at this point, can the beneficiary fill in my name]

Good night, I'm still awake at this hour... Oh, I'm the only one who didn't sleep, woo woo... Let's count the votes to encourage the children, only the votes can see it (T ^ T)

PS2: After recommending this book, the XP system of the author of "The Missy Miss in a Wheelchair Is Actually Myself" fits well.

Chapter 181 Chapter 170 Five The Queen's Gift, The Spirit Storage Cage (4000-word chapter)

With Jane and Vera by their side, this morning was finally not so boring.

Although Jane and Vera are both saintesses, they have never seen such a scene of changing the Pope, and it is the first time seeing them today, so they are quite curious.

As soon as she sat next to Syl, Jane kept chirping and asking Syl what she was going to do later, if she needed help, and so on.

And Vera echoed the statement from the side from time to time.