System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

She guessed that the next point where admiration broke out would be the first announcement of the formation of five ranks and six ranks.

Searle's plan is very simple. From the first promotion to the second promotion, to the first five promotion and sixth promotion, Searle will not set too difficult tasks.

Until the second five-sixth mission, when the whole world fell into extreme frenzy because of the first five-sixth mission, rewards were issued to the cultists in Dasaya.

As long as the Transcendent who killed the cultists brought up the magic rubbings of the corpse as a sacrifice, it was considered a progress.

The summary of all the progress is jointly screened by the Light of Era and Dazaya.

Searle could even imagine what kind of bloodbath would be caused by the Dasaya extraordinary cultists after that mission was announced.

At that time, the favored person who has not yet appeared at the node of the church's extermination of the cultists will definitely not be able to hold back.

At that point in time, Syl would also directly announce the information about the Black Emperor, and while attracting a large number of fanatical and adoring followers, the target of the favored ones would turn to the Black Emperor.

Syl, who was standing by the window, looked at the black clouds in the sky and raised the corners of his mouth.

She had seen the shattering of the black cloud approaching.

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PS:

feature film -

【1. Every child who takes online classes is Jesus because they hate DingTalk. 】

[2. Xiao Ming on the hospital bed suddenly procrastinated and did not die for a long time]

[3. The heart of Sima Zhao is located on the diaphragm, between the two lungs and to the left]

good night~

Chapter 349 Chapter 320 She is so gentle, I cried to death (3000 words chapter)

【Love Saint】: "Hey, little Searle, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."

While Syl was still thinking, the voice of the lover suddenly came from the spiritual coherence.

[Saint]: "You say it, but I don't necessarily accept it."

【Love Saint】: "It's too much..."

[Saint]: "Say it or not."

【Love Saint】: "Okay."

[Love Saint]: "Don't you think you are a little tired from running around every day? I mean...why do you want to run?"

[Saint]: "What do you mean?"

[Love Saint]: "At that time, there will definitely be more and more people who want to contact you...Fina, Haifa, Tess...by then there will be more people, you Do you still need to send messages by yourself?"

[Love Saint]: "I mean, shouldn't it be time to set up a stronghold?"

"The stronghold..." Syl tilted his head, moved away from the window, walked to the window and sat down, "Do you mean to build a nightfire stronghold?"

【Love Saint】: "Yes, I think this is very necessary."

【Saint】: "But I have no money."

As soon as Searle said this, he immediately silenced Lover.

That's right, Syl doesn't have any other money at all except the pocket money of a few hundred pounds given by Ashara.

Take land from the church?

Sorry, the land of the Goddess of Hope was also sold when it helped the people of Ibiza.

However, Love Saint's proposal can indeed be adopted. It would be much more convenient to have an exclusive base.

If you still rely on your own teleportation to transmit information to issue orders like before, although it is possible, it always feels weird.

It doesn't feel like a behind-the-scenes promoter, but like a little guy running errands.

Seale is not a person who cares about face-saving projects, but considering that the number of people who will join in the future will definitely increase, the idea of ​​setting up a base has to be put on the agenda.

[Saint]: "Okay, I will consider it."

After saying this, Syl took out his pocket watch and glanced at it.

It was already evening, and Syl had almost no time to rest after spreading the extraordinary formation these days. She even had to find time to kill a few cultists to keep her body from becoming a witch, but fortunately, the plan was very successful.

Although Syl spent most of his time in his room these days, he rarely saw Ashara, after all, both of them were very busy.

Just as Syl took a shower and was drying her hair by the fireplace and was about to go to bed, there was a light knock on the door.

"The Archbishop?" Syl, who was sitting on the bed and was about to lie down, looked towards the door.

Archbishop Ashara is the only one who can knock on the door of Searle's room at this time.

"Crack-"

The door was opened, and Ashara in Pope's robe appeared at the door.

However, the moment Ashara saw Syl on the bed, she was slightly taken aback, and then asked: "Are you going to bed? Then tomorrow..."

It seemed that Ashara didn't know that Syl was going to sleep so early, and originally planned to talk to Syl.

"Not yet," Syl smiled and waved to Ashara, "Come in~"

"Um......"

Faced with Syl's invitation, Ashara nodded, and after closing the door, walked towards the round table next to Syl's bed.

Just when Ashara was about to pull out a chair and sit down, Syl's voice came from the other side of the bed.

"Why are you sitting so far away?"

There was doubt in Syl's voice, as if it was pure curiosity.

After hearing Syl's question, Ashara's body paused for a moment, her intention to sit far away was seen through, and now it's not easy to sit down directly.

So Ashara pushed back the chair, walked to the bed, and sat down beside Syl.

As she expected, as soon as she sat down, a soft body with a soft body fragrance stuck to her side.

"How is the matter with the cultists going?" Syl looked at Ashara in front of him and asked with a smile.

Syl didn't directly ask why Ashara came to her, but asked about her work.

Syl didn't even need to think about it, he knew that Ashara came to him because of the "Dark Emperor", so why not take this opportunity to have a good chat with Ashara.

"Not very good." Faced with Syl's question, Ashara didn't hide anything, and shook her head honestly, "A cult, it's very strange."

"Strange?" Hearing Ashara's description, Syl blinked his eyes wide, "What's strange?"

"Their evil seals, dogmas... are very similar to us in every way," Ashara said here, and then paused for a while, "There are a few churches, and they are starting to doubt us."

Syl nodded slightly, thinking sure enough.

That cult was completely established according to the template of the Goddess of Hope, and even the emblem of the cult was the emblem of the Goddess of Hope upside down.

It can only be said that it is fortunate that there is no direct announcement that the Hope Goddess Sect already has a sixth-order powerhouse.

Otherwise, at this point in time when only cultists can be promoted, if other churches know that they hope to be promoted normally in the Goddess Cult, and then think of the cult's emblem, it will be difficult to prevent other people's thinking from diverging.

"You don't have to worry about that," Syl put his hand on Ashara's back, playing with her soft long hair, and comforted him, "Time will make the rumors go away, we just need to be ourselves." .”

"En." Ashara nodded, as if being hugged by Syl brought back some bad memories, her body twisted unconsciously.

Of course Syl was aware of this movement, her hand slid down along Ashara's hair, until it reached Ashara's waist, and gently pinched Ashara's slender waist.

"Then why did the archbishop come to see me?" Searle asked casually, not seeming to care about the movements of his hands.

Syl asked a crucial point, which diverted Ashara's attention, she ignored Syl's restless little hand, and said, "Do you know 'Dark Emperor'?"

"Dark Emperor," Syl replied with a smile, "A kid from Yehuo, do you still remember the plan I told you before? She was the one who carried it out."

"The plan..." Ashara nodded expressionlessly, recalling what Syl had said a few nights ago after she called herself out of the conference room.

It seems that the leader of the organization behind Searle has accepted Searle's opinion and has successfully implemented it.

"Are you planning to use others, Transcendents, to destroy the cultists?" Ashara asked.

After all, Ashara knew a little bit of the inside story, from the series of actions of that Dark Emperor, it was not difficult to see what the Dark Emperor wanted to do.

But what does kid mean?

To be able to make such a big move that affects the world, it is impossible to get in touch with children.

"Are other churches going to investigate the Black Emperor?" Syl's right hand went around Ashara's side waist, half encircling her slender waist, and put his palm on her flat belly, through the soft fabric The Pope's clothes were stroked gently.

"Hmm..." Syl's caress made Ashara's body feel strange, but she still felt that the topic of the Dark Emperor was more attractive.

"Yes...they started, investigated..."

For some reason, Ashara's voice became weaker and weaker, until she finished speaking the last sentence, she finally couldn't help but put her hand in front of her chest, stopping a certain hand that was reaching up.

Ashara turned her head to look at Syl, pursed her lips slightly: "What's wrong with you?"

Ashara's voice was flat, but Syl didn't see any blame or shyness in her eyes, but doubts.

She really didn't seem to know why Syl kept touching herself tonight, and wanted to ask Syl why.

too pure...

That's it!

Syl made a small face, and started to run the train with his mouth.

"I'm replenishing energy," Syl said aggrievedly, "I feel that touching me like this will make me feel better, and the suppressed emotions are gone all of a sudden, which is very decompressive."

"Very... relieved?" Ashara looked at Syl's face and blinked.

Seale wasn't lying.

Ashara could clearly feel that just now Searle's mood had been relatively low, but since he started touching himself, he seemed to be gradually becoming happier.

For a moment, Ashara felt a bit confused.