System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Of course, these deeds must have also spread to the ears of other outsiders who flocked to the new area, and their hearts were also subtly adored by the Holy Maiden of Hope.

While the prayer was going on, there was a commotion in the group of nuns standing above the steps of the Holy See.

This commotion quickly attracted people's attention, and they all raised their heads to look in the direction of the Holy See gate above the stairs.

Soon they saw that the group of nuns who had been blocking the door made room for a figure in a holy robe to come out slowly.

"That is......"

"Is it the Holy Maiden?"

"Is that the Lord Syr Saint?"

"Goddess... did I see an angel?"

"His Royal Highness!!!"

"..."

The moment Syl's figure appeared, the crowd erupted instantly.

Even though quite a few of them had never seen the appearance of the Holy Maiden, the moment she appeared, they were certain in their hearts that this was definitely Her Highness the Holy Maiden herself.

This perfect face, the holy and heart-warming smile, as well as the calmness and calmness between gestures and gestures... This is definitely the hope that the saint herself is right.

After Syl left the group of nuns, she walked to the platform in front of the stairs, looked at the cheering crowd below, and smiled faintly.

She stretched out her right hand and waved downward with her right hand wearing a white silk glove, as a greeting.

Syl's appearance, as well as this waving action, completely broke people's worries in the past few days, and completely ignited the enthusiasm and excitement of the crowd.

They seem to regard themselves as witnesses to history, witnessing that the savior who saved them appeared in front of them intact and led them to continue writing history.

Seeing the wildly cheering crowd below, Syl paused for a moment as he waved his hand lightly.

The atmosphere of the crowd below was exactly what she wanted to create, and this was one of the reasons why she pretended to be injured and unconscious... But now it seems that the fanaticism of this crowd seems to be a bit beyond her expectation.

Maybe it's just the herd effect?People just get caught up in the emotion...probably.

Syl also knew that this kind of cheering would not stop for a while, so after waiting for more than ten seconds, he raised his left hand, put his hands flat in front of him, and pressed down.

The people in the front row, who had been paying close attention to Searle's actions, noticed Searle's movements and quickly stopped cheering. At the same time, they passed the message of "be quiet" to those who could not see clearly.

Only five or six seconds had passed, and Hope Square had completely quieted down. They knew that the Holy Maiden was going to speak next.

At this time, there were still a steady stream of people attracted by the cheers, walking through the streets to spread the good news that the saint was safe.

The reporters in the front row also set up cameras and prepared notepads, ready to record every word the saint said at any time.

Syl opened her mouth slowly, and the Holy Light spread her words farther.

"Thank you for worrying about me. Fortunately, the Goddess of Hope seems to have heard your response and pushed me out of His kingdom."

"He said, 'You don't have to stay here, the world still needs you.' And I came back."

"Hope is with us."

Having said that, Syl folded his hands on his chest and performed a goddess of hope ceremony.

"Hope is with us!"

"Hope is with us!"

"Hope is with us..."

The people in the audience, whether they were ordinary people without faith, loyal believers of the Goddess of Hope, or even shallow believers from other churches, put their hands on their chests, bowed their heads and prayed.

Seeing this scene, Syl smiled and nodded, put down his hands, and said:

"I, Syl Saint, will obey His will, dispel all the black mist, and let the light shine on every inch of the land, just like in the past."

"For this reason, I will unite all the forces that can be united, and work together for this great and necessary goal, and die before myself."

"The gods shall guide our paths, and darkness shall perish."

After Syl finished speaking, he didn't continue to perform the church ceremony of the Goddess of Hope to emphasize the concept of the Goddess of Hope. He just waved his hand and turned around to walk towards the interior of the Holy See of the Goddess of Hope amidst the cheers that everyone reacted to.

The reporters quickly put away their notebooks, and some of them didn't even have time to put away the camera racks, grabbed the cameras and started running.

They want to spread this information as soon as possible. They have a hunch that this will be another breaking news.

Inside the Holy See of Goddess of Hope, Ashara was standing in the hall waiting for Syl to enter. After seeing Syl turn around and walk back, Ashara nodded slightly to Syl.

Originally, Ashara was a little worried that Syl would say something she couldn't say, but Syl's performance was completely beyond her expectations.

The previous paragraph emphasizes the existence of the goddess and the correctness of Syl's behavior, while the latter is a gesture of unity for the world, and uses the word "gods".

Even people from other churches would think that dispelling the black mist was something their gods needed them to do.

After the news spread, it would be of great help to the establishment of the "alliance" conceived by Searle, and Searle, whose fame had reached its peak, would obviously become a representative of it.

What they have to do now is to hold a meeting to finalize the details, and then hold a joint church meeting to discuss the "alliance".

"Let's go, let's go to the meeting room first~" Syl smiled and took Ashara's hand, and the two walked upstairs together.

This kind of intimate action will not cause unnecessary speculation by others, after all, it is just a normal manifestation of a good relationship, not to mention that it is Syl who did this.

It is no exaggeration to say that Searle now represents political correctness, no matter what she does, she is right, and no matter what she says, she will be sought after.

Because after her last battle, she has become the savior in everyone's mind, the beacon of Suramar.

Ashara was held by Syl so suddenly, her arms were a little stiff.

Feeling the slight rubbing of the "little rice cake" on Syl's chest on her arm due to walking, Ashara stabilized her mind and asked calmly:

"Have you figured it out? The name of the alliance."

"Name?" Syl blinked, obviously not thinking about it.

In the past few days, Syl has been struggling with what to call this alliance, but she has difficulty naming names, and she is not very satisfied with countless names.

Even if she copied some names, she felt that she couldn't match them. Sometimes she thought, just call it "Alliance" instead of thinking so much.

"Justice League?" Seale said casually while thinking.

"Yes." Ashara did not express any objection, after all, what this alliance wants to do is related to justice.

"Ahem...I'm joking..." Syl coughed awkwardly, she didn't want to use the name Justice League.

She doesn't have Batman and Superman here, but instead has a clown. If it's called the Justice League, the contrast is too strong.

"Then do you have any good ideas? My dear, archbishop." Syl looked at Ashara and asked curiously.

Although Syl's sentence made Ashara's eyelids twitch slightly, she still didn't say anything, but began to think seriously.

After a long time, when both of them were about to reach the door of the meeting room, Ashara raised her head and said uncertainly:

"It's called... the League of Light?"

Syl opened his mouth, originally wanting to complain about something, but quickly closed it again.

Good soil...Although Ashara can afford it, it's still good soil...

It seems that Ashara, like herself, suffers from naming difficulties, and it is difficult to come up with a handsome name.

"Don't you like it?" Ashara noticed the change in Syl's mood, and nodded slightly, "Then let me think about it again..."

"No, it's the League of Light, I like it very much," Syl interrupted Ashara's words, and said, "I like everything you mention."

In this way, the name of a powerful alliance that may continue to affect the world structure in the future was simply determined.

The bishops in the conference room had already been summoned by Ashara to take their seats in advance, and they were all excitedly waiting for Syl's arrival.

Syl wasn't really injured, only Ashara knew about it, and the secrecy was done perfectly.

So the bishops present all thought that Searle was really injured.

Fortunately, after that battle, there were no other major crises, only post-disaster reconstruction was more urgent.

The bishops were all given a rare break, and they also had time to pray for Searle.

After Ashara opened the door of the meeting room, the bishops inside stopped talking for an instant.

After they saw Syl standing beside Ashara, they all stood up.

"His Royal Highness Syl!"

"Your Highness, it's great to see you all right!"

"Goddess Blessing!"

Facing the blessings of the bishops, Syl smiled and stretched out his hands on his chest: "The goddess of hope will protect us."

"Goddess Bless!"

In the eyes of everyone, Searle followed Ashara to the top of the conference table. After Ashara sat down, Searle took the first vacant seat on the right hand side of Ashara.

"Let everyone come here today for one thing." Asara said, she stretched out her right hand and pressed down, signaling the bishops to sit down.

After all the bishops were seated, Ashara continued:

"Searle had a meeting before, and the alliance mentioned is about to be put on the agenda."

"Unite with other extraordinary forces?" Locke, who was sitting in the first position on the left, asked, "But now... other church leaders seem to have a little grudge against us."

"Why?" After Syl asked, he suddenly thought of something and added, "Because of the [Pure White Spear]?"

When chatting with Ashara in the room before, I heard Ashara mention this matter.

It seems that the top leaders of other churches are dissatisfied with Hope Goddess Cult's concealment of semi-mythical promotion.

This kind of dissatisfaction did not erupt because of Syl's existence.

If Syl died together with the monster in that battle, I am afraid that they would have to come to question them not long after the battle.

After all, there is no sharing in the matter of promotion, which really makes people feel uncomfortable.

If it weren't for special events, it would be impossible for Ashara to reveal the secret of [Pure White Lancer] in advance.

The difference between other church leaders and the Goddess of Hope Church leaders is that.

It is hoped that the senior management of the Goddess Cult, especially Syl, has already looked beyond the open and secret struggles of various churches over the years, as well as the intrigue between powers.

She only wanted to eliminate the "disaster" and that's all.

Now, it's time for other churches to take these things seriously.

Let them understand that now is not the time to play this game.