System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

[Saint]: "Ahem... I controlled it, I'm sorry..."

【Love Saint】: "Oh~ That's okay, you're still so shy baby."

In fact, it wasn't the body controlled by Searle at all just now. Originally, Searle just wanted to watch the show in peace.

But I didn't expect that Fina, who was only wearing underwear... seemed to really make the clown a little confused for a while?

Originally, Syl thought the clown was cold and crazy, thinking all day how to let others spend the rest of his life in fear.

But now it seems... It seems that Fina's stalking has really produced some effects?

But now the emotions shown by the clown are not too obvious, and Searle is not very good at judging directly like this.

Maybe it's just that the clown is just so moody and suddenly feels a little upset.

The current clown seems to have fallen into a certain state of autism, and Searle felt that his control over the clown's body was smoother than ever before, without any hindrance.

Maybe that's not such a bad thing?

Thinking of this, Syl slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of the dining table, his eyes just met Pei Er who was looking at this side tremblingly.

Pei Er, who had just witnessed Sister Fei Na being brutally thrown up, saw the clown with cold eyes looking at her, and she was so frightened that she stood up, as if she had done something wrong and was about to be punished. .

"Little...Master Clown..." Peer pulled the chair from the head of the table and said weakly, "Please sit down..."

Knowing that it was his expression that frightened Pei'er, Syl slowly narrowed his eyes, imagining his state when he was a saint, and smiled at Pei'er.

But Syl didn't expect that her smile seemed more terrifying in Peer's eyes than the expressionless face just now.

Pei'er screamed directly, and took a big step back, her heel accidentally hit the chair leg, she lost her balance and fell backwards to the ground.

Syl frowned, but didn't hold Pearl before she fell.

Syl was afraid that if he suddenly appeared next to Pei'er, he would directly scare Pei'er into fainting.

Taking a deep breath, Syl walked over to the chair that Peer had just pulled aside by the table and sat down, then leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes, as if closing his eyes to rest his mind.

Syl's action obviously made Pei'er less nervous than before. After she got up in a panic, she secretly glanced at the clown who was closing her eyes, wondering whether she should sit back or not.

Pei Er seemed to have thought of something later, moved her steps, walked to the side of the kitchen, poured a cup of black tea, and then lightly placed it on the table in front of Searle.

Although Syl closed her eyes, she could still feel Pei Er's specific movements, and felt a little dumbfounded by her cautious posture.

Obviously she wasn't so afraid of clowns before, but this time when Pei'er saw the clown violently throwing Fina upstairs, Pei'er's attitude towards the clown changed instantly.

The two sat quietly below for a while, and after a while, Pei'er suddenly spoke, which sounded like she mustered up a lot of courage.

"Little...Master Clown..." Pei'er stuttered at the beginning, but quickly took a deep breath, adjusted her breath, and asked smoothly, "Can I ask you A question?"

Syl slightly opened his left eye, his gray-green pupils stared at Peier, and slowly said:

"ask."

Searle's casual look made Pei Er less nervous.

After organizing her words, Peier asked:

"Well, Lord Clown, do you know where Lord Silver Crow is?"

"Are you looking for her?" Hearing Pei'er asking this, Syl became interested, and she opened her eyes to look at Pei'er.

Seeing the clown's eyes looking at her, Pei'er swallowed hard and nodded, "Mmm..."

"I can contact her..." Syl asked slowly, "but what do you want her for?"

Searle's question seemed to put Peer in a little hesitation.

But after Peier thought of the relationship between the clown and the silver crow, she stopped hesitating and said directly:

"I...I also want to join Lord Silver Crow's organization!"

After Pei'er plucked up the courage to finish speaking, she added another sentence in a low voice: "Pei'er is also a transcendent......"

Syl leaned back slightly, with a look of scrutiny in his eyes. He didn't ask until Peier's eyes began to wander, and asked:

"For revenge?"

Searle's question was like a throwing knife, directly piercing Pei'er's heart, revealing her inner thoughts naked//nakedly.

For a moment, Pei Er felt a sense of suffocation.

Although the lord clown in front of him didn't make any other expressions, it always made Pei'er feel like the clown was asking.

"Are you worthy?"

Are you a mere first-order transcendent, worthy of talking about revenge?

Peer began to feel a little confused.

"I..." Pei'er lowered her head slowly, and when she raised her head again, Pei'er's eyes were no longer confused. She looked at Syl and said firmly, "Yes, in order to avenge my father .”

"Want to kill Elizabeth?" Syl looked at Peer, and showed a faint smile for some reason.

This smile seemed to be revealed instinctively, as if foreseeing something interesting to the clown about to happen.

"Yes." Peer nodded.

The nobleman who killed her father was called Elizabeth. Even if she didn't do it herself, she humiliated her father in public, which is an unforgivable crime.

But what surprised her was that after seeing herself nodding, the lord clown in front of her seemed to have a wider smile.

"She's dead," the clown gracefully squeezed the teacup in front of him with his hand, gently shook the black tea in it like a goblet, looked at Pei'er in front of him with interest, and said with a smile, "she It has been executed by the organization, just two days ago."

The clown's voice was unhurried, but after saying this sentence in a joking tone, it hit Peier's heart like a heavy hammer.

The news of Elizabeth's death is only circulating among the upper echelons of the church and has not been reported in the newspapers. After all, the state of Elizabeth's death was too weird. The church chose not to continue spreading fear and concealed Elizabeth's death.

It was just taking advantage of the fire at Elizabeth's house to fabricate the news that Elizabeth died in the fire. If Syl guessed correctly, the news would probably come out within two days.

"Elizabeth... is dead?" Pei'er opened her mouth slightly, her tone trembling.

"despair--"

There was a strange noise from the direction of the stairs. Syl glanced over slightly, and saw a leg being retracted upwards, but there was still a small corner of the black robe still shining brightly on the stairs, exposing the eavesdropper. fina.

Syl withdrew his gaze, ignored Fina who was peeping, and continued to look at Peier in front of him.

After hearing the news from the clown, Pei'er froze in place, as if she lost the meaning of living in an instant, her eyes gradually became hollow.

Pei Er, who originally set revenge on Elizabeth as her goal, immediately felt that she had lost her goal after hearing that Elizabeth was dead.

And her mental turmoil not only made the doctor's blood in her body start to stir, but the potion also began to sweep her spirit with ravings.

Feeling all this in the stairwell, Fina could hardly sit still.

Just when Fina was about to run down, the clown continued to speak.

"But we have clues about the organization behind her," the clown said slowly, "that is, the behind-the-scenes organization that ordered Elizabeth to kill your father...the real murderer who killed your father."

Originally, Pei'er's spirit was already in an extremely unstable state, tears could not stop flowing from her eyes, and the expression on her face couldn't be maintained well.

But after the clown's words came into her mind, Pei'er seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, and her eyes regained some brilliance.

Peier asked the clown eagerly, "What organization is it? Where are they? How can I find them?"

Peer gasped and looked at Syl, and after a while, her breath gradually calmed down.

Pei'er, who regained her sanity, realized her gaffe, but she no longer considered how to remain a lady, and directly raised her hand, wiped her face with her sleeve, and wiped away her tears.

[Holy Maiden]: "Miss Clown...won't you let me talk to her, you take a break?"

[Clown]: "...no fun."

After a while, looking at Pei'er's clown, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"From building up courage to despair, and finally finding a glimmer of hope, this process happened in just one minute."

"Perhaps, you should try to control your emotions before you come to talk to me about revenge... After all, a person who is blinded by revenge is not suitable as a friend."

Originally, the reason why Pei Er was infected with revenge was to let her get out of the grief of losing her only relative, so as to prevent the blood in her body from running wild.

But now, Pei'er, who has been happily with Fina for a long time, has healed a lot of the scars in her heart.

It's time, Searle thought, for her to slowly wean herself from the "die, get revenge, or get revenge and die" extremes.

"Think about Fina, think about your friend who is still in the palace." Syl took a sip of the black tea in the teacup, then put down the cup and said, "Besides revenge, you also have people who are worried about you, don't forget killed them."

If there is a clown's influence, there is absolutely no way Searle can say these words when he becomes a clown.

However, today's clown is a little autistic. After arousing Peer's despair just now, he felt dull again, which also gave Syl a chance to say this.

Pei'er stared blankly at the clown, thinking about what she just said.

Thinking of Sister Fei Na, who was a little unreliable but very kind to her, and Princess Samantha who had been looking for her in the newspaper, Peier suddenly felt that the extreme emotions just now had dissipated a lot.

Even the potions in his body became more peaceful.

At this time, Fina, who had been in the stairwell ready to run down at any time, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked slowly downstairs.

Just now after changing clothes and getting ready to come down, when she heard the instructor talking to Peier, the content of the conversation startled Fina.

So much so that she almost stepped on the air and fell down. Fortunately, she had quick eyesight and quickly retracted her long legs, so she was not noticed by the instructor.

However, the tutor's performance just now really made Fina feel intrusive.

The mentor just now was arousing Pei'er's despair without empathy, as if just to see Pei'er's "performance" in despair.

This made Fina couldn't hold back many times and almost ran down, but her trust in her mentor made her stop in the stairwell.

She believed in her own vision, and she believed that her favorite mentor would not do such a thing.

The scene just now was so tense that it was suffocating, but fortunately in the end, the instructor used a round of speech changes to directly resolve the extreme emotions remaining in Peier's heart.

This kind of careful control of people's hearts, Fina can't learn in her whole life.

The sudden change of the tutor made Fina almost cry out excitedly. When the tutor enlightened Pei Er, Fina was thinking about it.

As expected of her favorite mentor——Although Fina has said this sentence many times, she still can't help thinking about it in her heart.

Who wouldn't like such a mentor?

Even if you get punched, you still have to hug it!

As she was thinking about it, Fina's thinking became inexplicably distorted.

"Mentor!!!" Fina cheered, and dashed down from the stairwell, throwing herself at the clown's back with her arms outstretched.

Syl, who has been paying attention to the movement behind him, certainly cannot let Fina succeed. In the case of preparation, Fina's speed is not essentially different from slow motion in the eyes of the clown card.