System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

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PS:

In order to let the brothers feel at ease, let me tell you about my update schedule. For example, if I updated a chapter on the 26th, the next chapter will definitely be updated on the 27th, rather than saying that it will be updated in a certain period of time. ... After all, you know my routine.

When I get full attendance next month, my update will not be based on the number, but the classic hedgehog cat time before 6 am every day. Hope you know, I hope you can rest assured.

Mentally handicapped selected feature films——

[1. Water can conduct electricity, and plants will be electrocuted if they get an electric shock]

[Then why no one throws high-voltage wires into the water to treat water hyacinth? 】

[2. I declare that the silver and bronze medals do not have any gold content. 】

[Because they are silver and copper respectively. 】

【3. Students may not know it yet. When you are all asleep, the teacher is still working hard on the lecture. 】

good night~

Chapter 360 Chapter 320 Chapter IX Syl's Hand (4000 word chapter)

The theme of the whole meeting was clear and went very smoothly.

After establishing an "alliance" as the current goal, the bishops' leisure time is almost over.

Now is not the time to rest.

Other places are still occupied by different Black Mist Blessed Ones, and cultists are still wreaking havoc.

The good news is that due to the continuous operation of the "Black Emperor" imprint and the "Black Crown" imprint that Haifa has been operating, the number of extraordinary people who joined the cult must have been greatly reduced.

But there is also bad news.

That is the Son of the Evil God... an evil existence that has never been seen but does exist, and now maybe somewhere in the world has noticed the change in Suramar.

Compared with the favored one, the heir of the evil god is the strongest representative of the ruler on the ground, and also the most terrifying existence.

These were given to Syl by the missionary's science, and the missionary didn't know how many descendants of the evil god there were, depending on the strength of the ruler.

Of course, Seale will definitely not sit still.

After achieving unprecedented fame and creating a bright field, Syl was about to move forward with her plans.

If other churches were stubborn and reckless, Syl wouldn't waste too much time on them... The Black Emperor would give a reason they couldn't refuse.

It only takes one mission from the Black Emperor, and they will know the importance of the alliance.

I hope there will not be such a person who does not cry without seeing the coffin.

After the meeting, Syl bid farewell to Ashara, and when she was about to teleport upstairs to meet Haifa, she found Sandy waiting for her at the door of the room.

"What's wrong with Sandy? Did something happen?" Searle asked, looking at Sandy standing at the door of her room.

Recently, Sandy has been arranged by Seale to be on standby in Haifa. If she took the initiative to find her, there must be something important.

"After the Haifa guide knows about His Highness's speech, let me ask you about your follow-up plan..."

After Sandy said this, she paused for a moment, and then said:

"When I came up just now, I saw His Highness Jane and His Highness Vera, and they seemed to be looking for you."

"They are coming to find me?" Syl nodded slightly, not surprised that her two friends were coming to find her.

During the period when he was "comatose", Vera and Jane would meet up to find Syl almost every day, but they were politely refused every time.

Now knowing that Searle has "recovered", they will definitely come to visit.

As for why Sandy came back sooner, Searle knew without thinking that Sandy must have walked on the roof. Compared with running on the ground, Sandy seemed to prefer jumping on the roof.

"Okay, then wait for them." After Syl finished speaking, he opened the door of the room and walked in.

There is no rush to find Haifa. Anyway, the joint church meeting is not held so soon. After the notification is issued now, it will have to wait until tonight at the latest.

Just taking advantage of this time, I asked these two holy girlfriends what other churches think about this matter.

After Syl sat on the round table for a while, it didn't take long before he heard a knock on the door.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

"Please come in."

"Crack-"

The door was opened by Sandy, and the figures of Jane and Vera appeared in Syl's sight.

"Syl...good to see you're alright."

"Hey! Little Seale!"

Vera greeted with a sigh of relief at the door, while Jane charged directly towards Syl, and hugged Syl who stood up to say hello.

"Long time no see, Jane, Vera." Searle also patted Jane's back with a smile, and said, "Okay, why does it feel like I'm going to die?"

"What is it like?!" Jane let go of Syl, grabbed her shoulder and said, "You don't even know what other people said. They said that when you were taken away, you were bleeding all over your body! Destroy that monster Then he was dying!"

"Ahem..." Searle coughed in embarrassment, and sighed, "Is the rumor so outrageous..."

Searle didn't know how many rounds the news had passed, but part of it was due to the Joker Society.

Searle let the clown deliberately exaggerate Searle's injury, and made the battle particularly heroic.

And because there are more college students in the Clown Club, what they have learned is more complicated. There are even many poems and paintings about praise, which have been circulated from within the Clown Club.

All this is done to consolidate Seale's position as a "hero" or "savior" in people's hearts.

Anyway, sooner or later people will come to this kind of conclusion, Searle is just letting the clown speed up the process,

"Isn't it so serious?" Jane blinked, then took a closer look at Syl's face and neck, and even rolled up Syl's sleeves for a look.

After seeing Syr's tender white arm, which didn't seem to have any injuries, Jane was slightly relieved.

"It's fine." After Jane helped Searle straighten her clothes, she breathed a sigh of relief, took a step back, and sat down at another seat beside the round table.

"It's all about Jane, don't make a fuss." Vera smiled and shook her head, then walked to Syl and sat down, looking a little helpless.

Vera had known Jane for a long time, and had already guessed how excited she would be when she saw Syl again.

"I'm not worried." Jane put her elbows on the round table and said with her palms on the side of her face, "It's not like you haven't heard those rumors."

"Indeed." Vera nodded, and after glancing at Syl, she didn't say much.

"Sorry for worrying you." Syl also sat down, looked at Sandy at the door and said with a smile, "Sandy, can you get me some snacks and tea?"

"Yes, Your Highness." Sandy took the order, left the room, closed the door, and went to get some snacks.

After chatting with them for a while, and after Sandy brought the tea, Syl picked up a piece of pastry and looked at the two of them.

"Did anything happen while I was in a coma?" Searle asked seemingly unintentionally.

Jane didn't recognize Searle's voice-over, but Vera immediately understood Searle's meaning and said:

"The Religion of Generosity and Wisdom is basically investigating the trajectory of the monster and why it appeared...but there is no progress so far."

After Vera started, Jane, who was going to talk about some trivial matters in life, also sighed and complained:

"I don't know what the high-level members of the God of Justice are doing. There are meetings every day, and I have attended a few times. I'm a little bored, so I stopped listening."

"What meeting?" Vera and Syl looked at Jane almost at the same time and asked.

"Eh?" Jane, who was stared at by the two at the same time, was stunned for a moment, and she didn't understand why the two were so curious about this matter.

But after Jane thought about it for a while, she felt that this was not a particularly important matter, so she explained:

"Probably something about the royal family... You also know that most of the top leaders of the Goddess of Justice have positions or titles in the empire. I don't know exactly what they are discussing..."

"If I remember correctly, it's like...enthronement? Or something like that."

As Jane said, she scratched her face a little guilty, and looked elsewhere.

"Sleeping in a meeting again, right?" Vera sighed.

Vera didn't think Jane would hide anything, and with Jane's character, she couldn't hide anything.

"Hey hey..." Jane put down her hand in embarrassment, and Xiao Xiao retorted, "I'm tired from training... Anyway, the meeting is not my business."

"You are a saint, how can you be so indifferent to the affairs of your own church? What if they make some bad decisions?" Vera's tone already contained some hatred.

"I know..." Jane drooped her head, obediently listening to Vera's lesson.

"Okay, the meeting itself is a very boring thing. Jane is still young, so it's normal not to care." Searle also smoothed things out with a smile.

"That's right, that's right," Jane quickly raised her head when she saw someone speaking for her, then suddenly realized something, and looked at Syl, "Aren't you younger than me?"

"It does not matter."

"This is very important! Logically, you have to call me sister!"

"Okay, okay, sister Jane~"

"Hmm~"

Vera also smiled when she saw the interaction between Jane and Searle. Although Searle has changed a lot from the beginning to the present, at least her attitude towards her friends has not changed.

"By the way, Syl, what are you asking these for?" Vera asked after seeing that the two of them had chatted almost, "Is there something? It's about the church."

Syl rarely asked them these questions about the church before, but now that she did, she must have something to tell them both.

"Yes." Syl also looked back, looked at Vera, and said, "I want to build an alliance."

After speaking, Syl stuffed the pastry in his mouth and chewed slowly, giving Vera a little time to react.

"Alliance?" After careful consideration of the word, Vera vaguely guessed what Syl was going to say, but just to be on the safe side, he asked, "Can you elaborate?"

"Well......"

Syl took a sip of tea, and after swallowing the pastry in his mouth, he explained: