System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Now if you catch a child on the street, it is estimated that the missionary can be hammered to the ground and unable to stand up-provided that the child can get close to the missionary.

A super warlock with high attack and paper defense - this is Searle's evaluation of missionaries.

Just when Searle finished his systematic conversation, he suddenly felt his hand raised uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, Syl saw his hands slowly lifted up and placed on his head, and then gently held the roots of the ponytails on both sides.

"My hair!" The missionary's eyes were already narrowed with a smile, she pulled her smooth red long ponytail to her body, grabbed it and waved it lightly.

It seemed that neither the changes in abilities nor the terrifying numerical changes could keep up with the happiness brought back to the missionaries by the return of hair.

Syl didn't disturb the happiness of the missionary at this moment, and let her happily shake her long hair, and made a meaningless "wu~wu~" sound from her mouth.

After a while, the missionary stopped shaking his body, pulled his hair in front of him, and hugged him tightly.

It seems that after the loss, the missionary cherishes his hair even more.

Now that the advancement is successful, it is time to investigate the hideout quickly.

Syl thought so, and then spoke in the spiritual connection.

【Saint】: "Missionary, do me a favor...."

【Missionary】: "Don't touch my hair!!!"

The missionary didn't seem to care that his body became weaker, instead he showed his sharp canine teeth and threatened Syl.

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PS1:

Today's additions are a little less... there will be more than [-] million points in the future!

feature film -

[1. I found that those great people in history seem to be great]

[2. Since Song Jiang belongs to the Song Dynasty, then Tang Bohu must belong to the Tang Dynasty? 】

[3, Grass, I am doomed in this life! 】

good night

PS2:

PY a friend's book duck, male lead text, LOL text

"People in Demacia, just became mages"

Chapter 269Chapter 250 Aha, hooked! (8500 word chapter)

Ah this......

Syl didn't know why, seeing the current missionary, she actually felt like pinching her face.

However, Searle still suppressed this feeling in his heart, and continued speaking in the spiritual coherence.

[Holy Maiden]: "No...... I don't want your hair, I just want you to help investigate the rest of the hiding place..."

[Holy Maiden]: "Didn't you say that after you are promoted, you can find out the location of that organization from the hiding place?"

After hearing Searle's words, the missionary was stunned for a moment, then let go of the hand holding the ponytail, and shook his head.

With the swing of the missionary's little head, the twin ponytails that were originally in front of her were swung behind her.

This set of movements is exceptionally proficient, but it looks a bit like a small animal shaking its fur.

"Yes." The missionary nodded, grinning and showing his small canine teeth, "Wrap it on me."

After agreeing to Searle, the missionary closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, everything in front of the missionary turned a faint blood red, as if he had activated his spiritual vision.

However, this spirit vision is not the same as that of Searle himself and other character cards.

When Syl activated his spiritual vision, he saw that everything in front of him was black and white.

Compared with the missionary's vision, it is like the difference between black and white TV and color TV.

From the missionary's line of sight, it can be seen that there are pieces of fog floating in front of him, covering the whole line of sight with a layer of unknown.

Today's weather was quite good, and there was no fog, which can only be seen by the eyes of missionaries.

Searle guessed that this might be some kind of special protection mechanism, in order to avoid suddenly seeing something that shouldn't be seen while walking.

The missionary walked slowly in the fog, towards the direction of the junction between Ibiza and Sule just now.

Soon, the missionary returned to the hiding place where Harry died before, and entered the room again.

After entering the house, the missionary walked straight towards the cellar.

Opening the door of the cellar, the missionary walked down the steps. When he reached the previous hiding place, he went straight in.

Entering the darkroom this time, the missionary saw a completely different scene in his eyes.

When I followed Harry in before, there were only slate stone bricks and table candles inside, and there was nothing else other than these simple decorations.

Now he entered the dark room again, only to find that there were countless hazy gray shadows in the dark room.

These gray shadows wandered disorderly in the dark room, and there was no response after the missionary entered.

Until the missionary faced one of the shadows and slowly opened his mouth.

The missionary's pink lips parted slightly, but he didn't speak.

From the depths of her throat, a slit opened, and a strange language slowly came out.

The moment the strange language appeared, the gray shadows in the dark room stopped, and then slowly approached the missionary.

This scene is like shooting a horror movie scene, with countless ghosts hovering around the missionary.

The missionary narrowed his eyes slightly, as if searching for something.

Soon, the missionary stretched out his hand, and lightly tapped one of the gray shadows with his fingers.

The gray shadow quickly shattered and spread, and a picture appeared in front of the missionary.

The inside of the picture is still the interior of the dark room, but it is different from the current scene.

Now the table in the dark room is empty, but there is a manuscript and a shimmering animal tooth on the table in the picture.

"ta-ta-ta-"

The sound of slow footsteps came from the screen, and then, a person suddenly walked out of the seemingly solid wall and entered the dark room.

This scene gave Seale a sense of sight as if he was watching a surveillance camera.

The figure who walked into the dark room was wearing a plain gray robe with some dirty oil stains on it.

It looks like ordinary civilians, even a little more sloppy.

But the figure walked straight towards the table, slowly stretched out his hand, picked up the manuscript, and looked at it.

At this time, Searle also saw clearly the man's hand, which was dry, black and thin, covered with calluses, and looked like the hand of an old farmer who had been exposed to the sun for many years.

But at this time, this man who looked like a farmer in the field carefully studied the manuscript in front of him, shaking his head from time to time, as if he understood it completely.

Soon, he casually discarded the manuscript.

The experimental data that countless experimenters have worked hard for was thrown away by him as if it were trash.

The white and clean manuscript spread out in the air, and was soon stained black, breaking into pieces as if it had been burned to ashes.

And before the ashes landed, they completely disappeared.

After throwing away the manuscript, the mysterious man reached out and took the animal tooth on the table, put it in his arms, then took out a small cloth bag and put it on the table.

The sack Syl recognized, the one she had asked Harry to open.

However, compared to the cloth bag before Harry opened it, there are some differences.

Because there is obviously a seal on the cloth bag that the mysterious man put down, and the inside of the cloth bag is bulging, obviously there is something in it.

After putting away the cloth bag, the mysterious man seemed to have noticed something, turned his head, and looked in the direction of the missionary.

Of course, he was not looking at missionaries, nor could he see missionaries.

What this mysterious person is looking at may be the gray mist.

He slowly stretched out his hand towards the gray mist, and with a light grip, the gray mist shattered directly.

And the picture in front of the missionary completely disappeared.

After the picture disappeared, the missionary frowned slightly as he looked at the empty dark room in front of him.

"He can also see spirit bodies?" The missionary's voice contained some doubts, "Strange..."

[Saint]: "Did you find anything? Miss Missionary."

Syl thought the missionary had discovered something, so he asked.

"No." The missionary shook his head and murmured, "Maybe he has a higher inspiration. It's strange, why hasn't he gone crazy yet?"

The mysterious man's face was covered with a layer of gray mist, making it hard to see his face, but the missionary remembered his "smell".

To be precise, it is the smell of the spirit body.

"Never mind, I've found him." The missionary asked, "Miss Saint, what do you think?"

Found this?

Syl was taken aback for a moment, then asked.

[Saint]: "Can you confirm his location?"

"Yes." The missionary nodded, his tone somewhat casual.

As if locating a person is not a problem for her at all.