System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"Okay," Syl threw the newspaper on the bed casually, and then said to Sigma with a smile, "Do you think I have changed, recently."

"Changes?" Sigma glanced at Syl in confusion, then shook his head, "No."

Syl took a deep breath: "Is that so...that's good."

Syl always felt that recently, his mood was sinking into the admiration and privileges he gained after becoming a saint.

It's easy for her to lose herself and forget what she wanted in the first place.

"Sister Syl, I'm going to leave." Sigma lowered her head, with her hands hanging by her sides, stirring her nun's robe uneasily, "I'm going to go back to the monastery, after all, I haven't become a formal nun yet. "

"Why do you want to go back?" Finally, there was someone she could chat with, and Searle didn't want her to leave just like that. "I can tell Pope Sharon to let her keep you."

"No need, sister Syl." Sigma shook his head, "I want to go back to the monastery to study."

Syl didn't speak, just looked at Sigma quietly.The setting sun outside the window cast a circle of golden light on Syl's figure.

"I...I will definitely study hard, then become the most powerful archbishop, and then protect my sister!" Sigma clenched her small fists in front of her chest, with a serious expression on her face.

"Is that so..."

Syl raised his hand, but finally let it go.

It's a good thing to be self-motivated. I can't let her stay by my side for my own selfish desires.

"Then you have to work hard, it's not very far anyway, I can visit you often." Syl smiled slightly.

Seemingly encouraged by Syl, Little Sigma nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

"Then I'll go...eh?"

Just as Thelma was about to leave, Syl put his hand on her shoulder.

"This is for you," Searle took off the small silver hairpin in the shape of the church logo on top of his head, and pinned it on Sigma's short brown hair.

"This thing..." Sigma panicked and was about to take off the hairpin on his head.

Although Sister Syl is very kind to herself, Sister Syl is already a saint now, and everything on her body is very precious.Sister Cyr could be blamed if things were missing... that's what Sigma was thinking right now.

"Take it, don't take it off," Syl held Sigma's little hand, and said, "I saw it when I was helping me dress up that day. They still have a big box of this thing."

"Hmm..." Sigma didn't know how to face the current situation, both happy and worried.

"Hurry up, it will be too late later, remember to ask sister nun to drive you back in a carriage." Syl patted Sigma on the shoulder, indicating that it was getting late.

"Well... Goodbye Sister Syl, the carriage is just below." Sigma walked a few steps, looked back at Syl, and then ran away.

Syl stood there for a long time until the door closed.

Maybe he just wanted to hear if Sigma fell down again outside, but unfortunately he didn't get anything.

"Ugh......"

Syl sighed long.

Even Sigma is working so hard to make progress, so what reason does he have to continue to immerse himself in this illusory dream?

"The system says that there will be drastic changes in the church. This kind of thing is better to be believed than to be believed. Before that, I must have the ability to protect myself." Syl was thinking in his heart while tidying up the newspapers on the bed up.

After stacking the newspapers neatly on the table, Seale sat by the table, ready to call out the system and confirm the task details again.

"Tie......"

"Life, parting, normal."

A voice suddenly appeared behind Searle, making Searle jump up in fright.

"Wow!!!" Syl turned around quickly, and saw the petite Ashara, praying to the church sign on the wall of the room.

"Why are you here? Archbishop Ashara..." Syl patted his chest, pretending to be frightened.

In fact, Syl was really scared, because when she was about to call the system, Ashara suddenly appeared.

Fortunately, it was just chanting silently in my heart, but it also made Syl sweat a little on his forehead.

"Pray, Holy Maiden's Room, good luck." Ashara replied to Syl's question seriously.

"No..." Syl held his forehead with his right hand, and asked speechlessly, "I mean, why are you in my room..."

"Protection, it's not over." Ashara looked at Sear expressionlessly.

"Hmm... where's Sister Sharon?" Syl asked about Sharon's whereabouts.

Ashara didn't hide anything, and immediately answered Syl's doubts: "Seven religions, meeting, pope."

"Going to have a meeting with the other six popes?" Syl translated Ashara's abbreviated sentence, and received a nod of approval from Ashara.

"You don't have to keep following like this...My Lord Bishop Ashara, don't you have anything else to do..." If Ashara didn't leave, Syl would be restricted no matter what he could do.

"Yes." Ashara nodded, "Teach."

"teach?"

"Vision."

Chapter 24 Chapter 24 Holy Order Five—The Glorious One

"Spirit vision?"

Syl remembered that during the dinner before, Sharon did say that she would find time to teach herself how to learn spiritual vision.

It seems that this time she suddenly left the meeting without saying goodbye. Sharon didn't have time to teach herself, so she turned to Archbishop Ashara.

Thinking of learning supernatural abilities, Searle's spirit was lifted up at once.

When it comes to this, she will not be sleepy.

She still remembered the scene she saw when she just opened her eyes last night.

On a row of long tables, countless pupils glowing with a faint golden light stared at him. Many people also used some mysterious auxiliary props, and everyone was slightly different.

Most importantly, the eyes are glowing, so handsome!

"Meditate." Ashara suddenly raised her hand, placed it on her flat chest, and took a deep breath, as if to demonstrate.

"Is this the beginning?"

Syl didn't say anything more, imitating Ashara's movements, relaxing his mood over and over again.

"call......"

I don't know how long it took, Syl's originally excited mood began to feel a little tired, and Ashara hadn't even started explaining the next step.

"That's right... for such a taciturn person, teaching people is really difficult..." Syl thought silently in his heart.

After holding this thought, Searle didn't think about learning spiritual vision in one day, and his mood calmed down instead.

"Very good," Ashara, who was originally very quiet, suddenly praised at this moment, and then said immediately, "Feeling."

feeling?what do you feel?

Before Syl asked about the details carefully, Ashara in front of her suddenly clenched her right hand and raised it into the air.

And Ashara's pupils also turned black as deep as a black hole, with a little undetectable golden light shining in the middle.

Nothing happened, nothing was seen.

This was indeed the case in front of Syl's eyes, everything in front of him was normal, except that Ashara raised her right hand.

But a strong intuition told Searle that something must be happening around him, but he just couldn't see it.

"Trigger," Ashara said softly, "Saint, talent. Just need, trigger."

Obviously, maybe Ashara's fighting ability is top-notch, but she really doesn't have much talent in teaching people.

Syl was already racking his brains to understand Ashara's words.

trigger... trigger...

When it comes to triggers, Seale can only think of pistols.

Could it be that what Ashara is saying is that, as a saintess, I have a very high talent, and spiritual vision is just a trivial matter, all I need is to find the right trigger?

Thinking back carefully, it seems that when I opened my eyes at dinner last night, I saw different movements. Are those small movements the trigger for the bishops to activate their spiritual vision?

What is your own trigger?

Perhaps to try, Syl stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

Because she thinks it's cool to snap her fingers before a fight, even though she doesn't know how to snap her fingers.

Naturally, after the snapping, the snapping didn't happen, and the world in front of me didn't change at all.

Syl didn't believe in evil, snapped his fingers again, and at the same time shouted in his heart: "Spirit vision!"

Just maintaining the movement of snapping his fingers like this, Syl still failed to activate the spirit vision.

Ashara in front of her didn't seem to be impatient, she just looked at Searle lightly, waiting patiently for her to try.

At the third attempt, Syl took a deep breath.

It was still the same snapping of fingers, but at this time, Searle called out softly in his heart.

"System, Spirit Vision."

As soon as Syl's words fell, the light blue pupils emitted a golden light that seemed to be real. These golden lights continuously gathered in Syl's pupils, and then shattered and dissipated at the corners of the eyes.

Immediately afterwards, as if a filter had been changed suddenly, an earth-shaking change took place in front of Searle's eyes.

The colorful world is getting darker and darker, and everything I see in front of my eyes is almost gray and white, with only a few items glowing with a faint, different light.

This is Spirit Vision?

And what shocked Syl the most was Ashara in front of him.

Only Ashara in front of her was still maintaining her original posture.

It's just that in the eyes of Searle now, there is indeed another scene.

Faint holy light escaped from Ashara's raised right hand, covering her whole body with a layer of holy light.

Ashara's eyes had also lost their eyeballs, leaving only a bottomless nothingness, as if she would be dragged into the endless abyss if she looked at it for a while.

And in the center of nothingness is a small golden torch, swaying in the wind.