System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"Huh?" Syl showed a puzzled expression, she looked at the map in Ashara's hand, and found that it was the familiar map of Suramar City.

"Which place to choose?" Syl looked at Ashara curiously and asked.

"The location of the temple." Ashara said calmly, "That's where I live."

"address?"

"Well, the Pope, you can build a temple for the saint." Ashara explained, "Sharon... didn't do it before."

"Hey..." Syl nodded thoughtfully.

Syl could also understand why Sharon didn't tell her about the temple.

After all, a person who is already a dead thing in his own eyes, why should he bother to build a temple specially?

Isn't it a waste of time?

But now that Ashara took office, she immediately regained some of the rights that originally belonged to Syl.

"The construction won't take long...then don't worry about such things." Syl suddenly thought of the speed of construction in this era, and shrugged his shoulders.

This Suramar, which is similar to the Victorian era, will not be built very fast.

Not to mention building a high-end and artistic place like the temple, it may take longer.

"Not too late," Ashara shook her head and said, "Call the Church of the Pioneers, and it will be done in a day."

"It can be done in one day?" Syl blinked, and there was great curiosity in the bright pupils.

"Holy Stage Five, [Giver], let her create it directly." Ashara seemed to be very familiar with this church.

"Oh..." Syl nodded.

She only knew that the holy steps of this church were [painter], but she didn't know the function of the holy steps behind it.

Now it seems that to some extent, it is considered very strong?

"Then..." Syl hesitated as he looked at the map in front of him.

There are several circles drawn on the map. Obviously, the location is selected within those circles.

One is in the southern part of Ibiza, a place in the southward suburbs.

One is in the Kos district, just two streets away from the Cathedral of Hope.

There is actually another one in the Queen's Quarter, and a rather large area has been designated.

You know, every inch of land in the Queen's District is expensive. It seems that although the Goddess of Hope has been weakened for so many years, it is still proud and can draw such a large area for the saint.

Syl didn't know that this was the land that Ashara asked Bishop Locke to take. Locke was a cardinal and was in charge of the Holy See's Economic Affairs Office.

Ashara just opened her mouth to make a request, Locke quickly took out the best pieces of land from the church, and didn't dare to make any suggestions at all.

After thinking for a while, Syl pointed to a residence by the river.

It was an area between Kos District and Surer District, adjacent to the inner canal of Suramar City, and the location was relatively middle, not secluded, but the transportation was the most convenient.

"Here..." Ashara nodded without saying anything, after remembering the location, she put the map back into her pocket.

Seale originally planned to choose Ibiza.

As long as the temple is located in Ibiza, the housing prices in Ibiza will rise sharply, and the flow of people and living standards there will also greatly improve.

But after thinking about it for a while, Searle rejected his own idea.

This method is not a cure for the symptoms. Maybe after raising the housing prices and the value of the area, the original Ibiza people will be driven to farther places instead.

And the traffic in Ibiza is not convenient, which is not conducive to my travel... If you let Sear choose, you must choose a place that leads in all directions.

The position chosen just now is very in line with Searle's expectations.

Anyway, no matter where it is set, there will be countless pilgrims coming, so it is better to set a larger place that is convenient for movement.

"If you have something to do, you can tell Locke." Ashara looked at Searle, thought for a while, and then urged, "Sandy, stay with me."

"Yeah." Syl nodded obediently.

After being silent for a while, Ashara continued:

"Shirley, I've observed it. It's okay, follow along."

"Okay~" Syl said, lifted the quilt, turned over and jumped out of bed.

"Remember to come back early at night." This sentence seemed to become more and more fluent for Ashara.

"Thank you Archbishop~" Syl, who jumped off the bed, rushed towards Ashara.

She is obviously a lolita, but she cares about herself like an old lady, but she still has a deadpan expression.

When various contrasts are superimposed, they cannot be called contrasts.

That's called lore.

Ashara caught Syl steadily, and patted her on the back lightly.

Syl hesitated for a while before he was willing to let go, and then asked Ashara seriously about how to use the Spirit Storage Cage.

After teaching Syl how to use it, Ashara left to prepare for the sacrament parade. She wanted to leave quickly, and come back before the nobles made any moves.

As for the protector, Ashara had already made arrangements.

When Syl finished washing, Ashara was also ready, and the motorcade downstairs was already ready, and each carriage contained four nuns from the Sacramental Liturgy Department.

Syl bid farewell to Ashara downstairs and watched Ashara leave with the convoy.

Fortunately, Suramar is located in the central area, and the main parish is not too far away. If you visit all of them, it will take about a week or so to complete.

After finishing it, Ashara must have sent it back directly, and the nuns of the Sacrament and Liturgy Department let other bishops escort them back.

Seeing Archbishop Ashara's convoy going away amidst people's farewells, Syl also raised his hand, and put on the glasses that he asked for from Ashara just now.

These are glasses that reduce the sense of presence unique to the Church of the Goddess of Hope, but the specific production method is not clear to Syl.

Sandy, who had been waiting in the crowd for a long time, followed Searle's pace, and they headed towards the completely opposite position of the convoy, towards the Ibiza area on the other side.

Bishop Hanbok had fled Suramar overnight before the capture began. It is not so easy to capture a fifth-rank bishop, let alone a bishop of the Goddess of Hope.

Fina still has a few survivors, and Syl has to go and see if she can follow the clues and find out who is behind all of this.

Searle had a hunch that the people behind it, including Hamburg, would definitely not let it go.

They will definitely take advantage of this excellent opportunity for Ashara to leave, design to bypass the protector and shoot at themselves, using themselves as hostages to blackmail Ashara.

A fifth-level master... Without a protector, can the clown and the young dragon beat each other?

Syl pondered silently in his heart.

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PS:

Woohoo, are you devils?Actually doubled and ate the keyboard together!

I was really uncomfortable today, I couldn’t write a single word, but in terms of recommendation, I was forced to stay up all night, and my normal routine collapsed in an instant... ⑧ I said it, and I started to adjust my schedule again.

[1. Everything is arranged, there will be mosquitoes to say good night to you for me]

[2. Guangdong has become popular again, can someone give me the contact information of descendants or Xiao Jingteng? 】

[3. Summarize the successes achieved in recent years, mainly divided into three categories: successful login, successful download, successful payment]

Good night——huh, it's quite expensive to buy a keyboard cake... Let's double the 3 chapters into 6 chapters as a punishment, what do you think?

Chapter 186 Chapter 180 The Reluctant 【Guardian】 (4000-word chapter)

"It would be great if there was another fragment of the stele..." Syl couldn't help thinking.

If he can get another piece of that fragment, he can summon a powerful thug, which can be regarded as an increase in his life-saving cards.

As soon as the thugs are called out, it seems that no one in this world can resist it now.

Syl vaguely remembered that Vera had said that the stone was obtained in the so-called "dark alley".

Not only did Syl hear the word "dark alley" from Vera, but he also heard it a little earlier in the magic salon.

It is probably a black market trading place belonging to extraordinary people, but there are often church extraordinary people patrolling to maintain normal order.

As long as wild Transcendents don't have bad intentions, the Church still doesn't have much thought to manage them.

But fortunately, the infighting between extraordinary people will also tacitly not hurt civilians, because if civilians are hurt, these matters will not be under the control of the police station.

Instead, he will be reported to the major churches and intelligence bureaus and become a wanted criminal alive. As long as he is caught, it will represent a reward.Some heinous criminals will even be directly marked to kill them on the spot.

The dark alley is also the place where the wanted transcendents go for adventures, so it is particularly dangerous.

"After making arrangements for Fina's affairs, let's go to a dark alley..." Syl made a plan in his heart, then turned around, and his figure disappeared into an alley.

Searle walked quickly through the alley, and Sandy followed closely behind Searle.

The reason why he started to speed up so suddenly was because Syl felt a prying gaze.

Someone saw himself and was following him...

Syl wasn't nervous, Ashara's convoy hadn't left the city yet, as long as he made a little noise, he could attract Ashara's attention.

Ashara, who possessed the Pope's scepter, could teleport to her side to protect herself in almost an instant. This was one of Syl's confidences in daring to speed up suddenly.

Syl could feel a breath behind him that was always attached to him, no matter how fast he turned in the alley, he couldn't get rid of it.

Moreover, Seale himself has begun to deviate from the original route because he wants to get rid of the tracking.

Syl also seemed to be able to faintly hear the sound of footsteps approaching in his direction.

After entering the next corner, even Syl, who was so familiar with the lanes, turned into a dead end.

"Sandy, jump!" Syl yelled in a low voice, then turned around and hugged Sandy.

Without any hesitation, Sandy folded her hands together to protect Searle, then jumped on the spot, flew over the distance of four floors, and began to gallop across the roof.