System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"I want to see?"

"Huh? Is it really possible?" Syl said in surprise, but he stretched out his right hand unceremoniously.

Who can refuse to experience such a powerful extraordinary weapon?

And when Sharon used it before, Syl was already quite curious, but Sharon kept the scepter well protected and put it away when not in use, so Syl didn't find a chance to touch it.

"Hands." Ashara retracted her hands a little, and lightly reminded Syl, "It's very heavy."

"Oh..." Syl immediately switched hands, then watched as Ashara gently put the scepter in her hand, and then slowly let go.

After Ashara completely let go, Syl's hands holding the scepter sank, almost failing to hold it.

If he had grabbed it with one hand just now, he might have hit his own foot if he was caught off guard. Anyway, it would definitely smash through the wooden board under his feet.

Taking this pure white scepter, Syl didn't feel the coldness of the steel, but a warm feeling.

It's as if what you are holding is not a cold weapon, but a living object.

And she faintly felt that there was some kind of spiritual creature inside the scepter, sending her the desire to communicate.

"Hello~"

"Alas--"

In Syl's mind, a voice that sounded very young suddenly came, and the sudden voice startled Syl, and almost threw the scepter out of his hand.

And the scepter in her hand seemed to tremble a bit.

Syl immediately raised the scepter in front of Ashara and said:

"Woooooo, your scepter has moved, I won't play anymore."

Seeing Searle's cowardly look, Ashara shook her head helplessly, and reached out to take the Pope's scepter. The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere fell into silence.

It seemed like both were waiting for the other to ask something first.

"Ahem..." Finally, Syl spoke first, as if she just remembered something, she took out a pendant from her pocket and said, "Archbishop, can you help me find out what this is?" ?"

This pendant is the one given to Syl by the queen before, and now I just have time to show Archbishop Ashara to see if there is any clue.

"This is..." Ai Xia stretched his hand to take the necklace, activated his spiritual vision, and asked casually, "Who gave it to you?"

"It's the queen. She said she saw me as cute, so she gave me away." Syl narrowed her eyes, looking very proud.

After all, it's something that came for nothing.

Ashara's eyes changed, and her brows frowned slightly.

She took the pendant directly and put it in her pocket.

"Huh?" Seeing Ashara's movements, Syl was slightly stunned, and asked in doubt, "Is something wrong?"

"The cage of spirit storage, no problem." Ashara said, she stretched her left hand to the back of her neck, untied the necklace on her neck, then took the pendant necklace, handed it to Syl, and said lightly, "Wear this."

The style of the pendant necklace that Ashara handed over was very different from the one that the queen gave to Syl. The overall color was silver and white, and the various engravings also had the style of the Goddess of Hope.

It seems to be Ashara's own spirit storage cage.

"Huh?" Syl blinked and tilted her head slightly, but soon, she figured out why Archbishop Ashara would do this.

Is it...

Jealous?

"Hmph~" Syl let out a somewhat smug hum, then reached out to take Ashara's necklace, and thanked with a smile, "Thank you Archbishop~"

Then, Seale asked a little "naively":

"Why can't you use the one the Queen gave you? Isn't it the same?"

Ashara lightly tossed the scepter in her right hand expressionlessly, and the scepter turned into a stream of light in an instant, shrank rapidly, and turned into a delicate bracelet around her right wrist.

She walked to the round table and sat down, and said lightly:

"Not as good as mine."

"Eh...is that so?" Syl sounded a little disappointed, she shrugged, then walked to sit next to Ashara.

There was silence between the two of them again, as if there was nothing left to talk about.

Knowing that Ashara is a person who is not very good at finding topics, Syl had no choice but to shoulder this important task.

After thinking for a while, she looked at the archbishop and asked curiously:

"Archbishop, why don't you ask me how I got those puppets?"

"If you don't want to talk, I won't ask." After Ashara finished speaking, she just sat and stared at Syl, without thinking of continuing to find other topics.

"Archbishop...you won't be able to find a girlfriend like this..." Syl sighed silently in his heart, "No wonder you have been single for hundreds of years."

"You seem to be thinking about something bad." Ashara stared at Syl, making Syl feel a little creepy.

Syl, who knew he was wrong, didn't choose to continue talking on this topic, but stretched out his hands and lay down on the table tiredly, facing towards Ashara, and murmured:

"But I have a lot to ask the Archbishop."

Syl's pink face pressed against the hard round table, and the soft flesh on his face was squeezed aside. In addition, Syl's resentful expression now doubled the lethality to the elderly.

And there was only an old man like Ashara, so Ashara was hit instantly, and her heart softened.

She stretched out her hand and touched the hair on Syl's head lying on the table, but she didn't explain anything, just said:

"No need in the future, for me, do dangerous things... Your safety is the most important thing."

"So...did you just say those things on it today?" Syl sighed softly, "It's too urgent, obviously there is a better way...you don't even want to find it I discuss..."

Syl was complaining about why Ashara didn't discuss with him when encountering important matters, making himself busy.

But Ashara was stabbed somewhere in her heart by Searle's "too urgent", and felt suffocated for a moment.

Yes, she is in a hurry now, even if Searle doesn't understand, there is nothing she can do, these things will always be done.

And it had to be done thoroughly before she fell into the embrace of the goddess.

Ashhara's heart suddenly became heavy, she felt the burden on her shoulders was heavier, especially when she saw Syl caring about her in front of her, she felt even more indebted.

Her lips twitched, but Ashara still chose to keep these things in her heart.

If you tell Syl now, Syl will definitely feel uneasy and anxious......

And according to Searle's character, he will definitely do something to try to help himself, and the means may be very radical.

This will undoubtedly put Syl in danger, which is what Ashara doesn't want to see.

Ashara took a light breath, then withdrew her hand, ready to stand up.

After all, Syl has been with me for a long time today, and today's crowning ceremony and banquet made me feel a little tired, let alone Syl.

But just when Ashara was about to stand up, she found that her hand was being held by Syl.

Ashara turned her head, looked at Syl, who was lying on the table, and found that Syl was looking at herself with a smile.

Although there was an unconcealable exhaustion between his brows and eyes, Syl still smiled and said:

"Although I don't know why, congratulations to the Archbishop, you have become Pope~"

"Thank you." Ashara's heart warmed, and she nodded.

After thinking for a while, Syl said curiously:

"In this way, we are considered to be well-matched, right?"

"Cough..." Even Ashara, who was as calm as she was, was almost choked by Searle's words, but fortunately, Ashara reacted quickly, she clenched her right hand into her mouth and pretended to clear her throat. Syl showed embarrassment in front of him.

"The right family is right, this word is not used in this way." Ashara looked in the direction of the gate and explained.

Syl smiled and supported the table with his left hand, then held his face with the palm of his left hand, looked at Ashara, and squeezed Ashara's soft little hand with his right hand.

"Good night~" Syl said, lazily pulling Ashara's hand to his mouth, and kissed it lightly.

Ashara was startled by Searle's sudden movement, she subconsciously pulled her hand back, but was held tightly by Searle.

"Don't the pope's hand kisses all have to be done with your own hands?" Syl seemed to have studied these things in advance, and she continued, "Although you can refuse other people's hand kisses, you can't refuse the saint's hand kisses." Oh--"

When it came to the last word, Syl specially elongated the pronunciation, looking at Ashara looking at the door with a cute look of being at a loss.

Is this the aloof Pope?It's so pure~

"But... that's also, the one wearing gloves..." Ashara seemed to want to use some excuse to escape, but Syl had already gently kissed the back of her hand.

Feeling the warm touch of Syl's lips from the back of her hand, Ashara's heart beat slightly faster, and she looked down at Syl who was still sitting on the chair.

At this time, Syl also raised his head, looked at Ashara and said with a smile:

"We know each other so well, don't we need to wear a condom?"

Although she didn't know why Syl omitted the pronunciation of the glove, Ashara withdrew her hand pretending to be calm, walked quickly towards the door, and whispered: "Good night".

"Good night ~ Archbishop!" Syl also waved his hand towards Ashara's back.

After Ashara walked out of the room and closed the door, Searle slowly lay back on the table again, his forehead hit the round table with a muffled "boom—" sound.

This idiot-like Suramar, the messy relationship network, and the stuck mission all made Syl feel a little overwhelmed.

Only when molesting Archbishop Ashara and chatting with Vera and Jane can Syl relax a bit.

"That archbishop is pretty good... I feel that if there is no formula blockade, I have already successfully advanced ^^"

"Who is so ruthless, blocking the formula," Syl murmured silently in his heart, "God can't keep blocking it..."

The system seemed to want to urge Syl with some things, but Syl obviously didn't understand what the system wanted to say.

"That's true, as long as time is long enough, someone can still break through this limit, but she won't be able to last until then."

When she saw the sentence behind the system, Syl, who was tired, was awakened suddenly. She sat up quickly, frowned and asked in her heart:

"What do you mean?"

Searle's tone made it clear that if the system doesn't explain why, nothing good will happen to it.

"You have to know, my dear host, that the human lifespan is not eternal"

The system seemed to know what Seale wanted to say, and then displayed.

"You can indeed give her who is approaching the end of her life [Surprise Life] or let dragon eggs parasitize her... But you have also seen that kind of scene, you feel that she is parasitized or drinks [Surprise Life], Is it still her?"

Searle pursed her lips tightly, and the more she read the system's text, the more she felt a bulging feeling in her temples.