System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

After less than a second, Haifa opened his eyes and said, "It was sent in the format you said, Sir Syl."

"Not bad." Syl nodded and asked casually, "Do you have any good ideas for the next mission?"

"Master Syl... Before that, do you have to deal with this matter..." Haifa looked at the man in black beside him, and said with some embarrassment, "She has already I've been here for a few days, and..."

When Haifa said this, his thoughts were interrupted, as if he felt something, he looked at the smallpox.

Syl followed her line of sight and looked upwards. The densely packed inscriptions on the top, like a wave, lit up row after row from left to right, then annihilated and shattered, and then were replenished again.

It seems to be regenerated instantly after being destroyed by something.

"Huh..." Haifa breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the strange situation just now had exhausted her a bit.

"That person's sight again?" Syl looked at Haifa.

"Yes, after the Blessed One disappears, He will glance at Suramar from time to time," Haifa's voice sounded a little frightened, "I have been relying on this method to shield, and there will always be clues... ..I'm afraid that when the time comes..."

Haifa dared not go into details.

She knew that there was always a terrible being overhead, manipulating the black mist and controlling all cultists.

If he found out that his favored one was not killed in battle, but was placed under house arrest, he might send other favored ones to rescue him.

Even if this imprisoned favored person has not appeared for too long, it may attract the prying eyes of other terrifying existences.

Suramar, as the only place where the black mist has been cleared, is destined to receive extra attention.

"Don't worry, he won't come down," Syl said in a relaxed tone, and she also turned her eyes to the direction of the favored one, "but it's time to deal with it."

After being ordered by the love saint to cooperate with Syl in a play, this favored person has been locked in this palace with the interference of the sixth-level [Pupil of Mist].

She will not be spied on by the black mist here, and the favored person has no chance to recover her own strength. She stays here like a robot with no electricity.

Of course, it's only a semi-mythical level of interference, and it certainly can't completely block the prying eyes of the existence above the black mist. The main reason is that the favored person is already very angry, as if he will die suddenly in the next second.

Previously, Searle had been busy tinkering with alliance and prestige matters, and didn't pay much attention to this favored person. Now it's time to verify some of his guesses.

"Haifa, you go out first, and you too, Sandy."

"Okay, call me if you need something."

Haifa didn't worry about Syl. After lighting up one of the inscriptions, he took Sandy and teleported away.

Lord Searle was the one who killed her in the heyday of the Blessed One. It would be more beneficial to Lord Searle's plan to think about how to arrange tasks in the future to worry about Lord Searle.

After Haifa left, Syl turned his gaze to the direction of the favored one again.

Normal communication is impossible, and only the lover can talk to her.

So Syl didn't waste time, and just whispered a sentence: "Love Saint."

The white petals were scattered, and a tall figure appeared in the palace.

The moment the figure of the lover appeared, the favored person who had been hanging up the phone seemed to feel something, and instantly raised his head to look in the direction of the lover.

After seeing the lover, the favored person got up quickly, and seemed to want to go around the round table and walk towards the lover, but after walking a few steps, he realized that he seemed too impatient now, and stopped in place.

"You... are you here?"

If you don't regard her as a loved one, now she is like a little woman who is at a loss after seeing her sweetheart.

"Yes, I'm here." The lover smiled, stepped onto the round table, jumped lightly, and jumped in front of the favored person, then sat down on the table in front of her, and opened his arms.

After seeing the action of the lover, the favored person hardly hesitated, and directly threw himself into the arms of the lover, like a couple who have been in love for a long time.

Love Saint smiled and supported her hips with his hands, and gently hugged her, letting her legs sit on his waist with her legs wrapped around his waist.

"I heard that you haven't spoken these days?" Love Saint looked at the pale woman in front of him, showing a perfect formulaic smile, "Why?"

"There is no need to speak." The favored man embraced the lover, buried his face on the shoulder of the lover, "I don't want to pay attention to others except you and the mother god."

Although the charm of the love saint can completely change people's emotions, it cannot reverse other people's beliefs.

Even if this favored person is sent back to be an undercover agent, she can only guarantee that she will not attack the lover, so Syl is particularly difficult to deal with.

"What if I let you betray your mother god?" Love Saint asked while supporting the round table behind her with one hand and stroking her hair with the other.

After hearing this question from the lover, the favored person visibly froze for a moment.

She straightened up slowly, looked at the lover, and said seriously: "I will choose to commit suicide, my body belongs to you, and my soul returns to the embrace of the mother god."

extreme.

Love Saint sighed inwardly.

As expected of a favored person, even if the emotions are manipulated, the thinking is still so extreme.

[Holy Maiden]: "Bring the topic to the witch, as we said before."

【Love Saint】: "OK."

Love Saint readily agreed to Searle. When facing this favored one, Love Saint didn't seem to be very interested.

According to Love Saint's own words, this kind of girl who didn't rely on her own efforts will make her not interested.

"Have you ever seen your own goddess?" Love Saint asked curiously.

After hearing the answer from the lover, the favored person fell into deep thought.

After a long time, the favored person slowly replied: "I seem to have seen him in a dream... but I can't recall his holy appearance."

"But if I see it again, I will never forget that breath... that wonderful feeling that seems to be madness itself..."

It seems that this favored person was also imprinted in the dream, and it may be because of his high talent that he was selected as the favored person.

Then she must have seen the appearance of that crazy ruler in her dream.

The crazy ruler's face was pinched according to Syl, and the favored person didn't respond when he saw Syl, probably because of his breath.

And the aura like the source of madness... Syl's witch form can be said to be completely imitated.

"He's just a fake, a thief who stole the ability of the real ruler." Love Saint put away his smile and said seriously, "I thought you could recognize all of this."

Love Saint's words seemed to hit her pain point, and the favored person frowned, his expression began to distort.

"No dear...I don't want to talk about this, you don't know my beliefs, you don't know Him...the greatness of the Mother God..."

It seemed that the opposition between her lover and her belief made her mentally extremely entangled, and even her breathing became a little disordered.

"Then can you explain why he can't go down to the world, and still has to sacrifice you to help him accomplish his goal?" Love Saint said calmly, "because he is fake."

The lover is instilling in the favored person's mind the subconscious that the ruler is false.

The lover's words seemed to make the favored person a little anxious, she pushed the lover away, climbed down from the lover's body, pulled off the hood with some pain, and her curly black hair slanted down.

"No, it's just because his strength hasn't fully recovered!"

After the favored person said this, he paused for a moment, looked at the lover again, and his voice softened.

"It's normal to have different beliefs, dear, maybe we should let go of our prejudices and respect each other... instead of attacking each other."

She seems to have interpreted the behavior of the love saint as prejudice and malice against different beliefs.She doesn't ask Love Saints to let go of their prejudices, but to accept and respect each other.

This is already the mildest performance a fanatic can do.

If it wasn't for the success of the Love Sage's charm, a believer of the level of the Favored One would have already turned the other person into a corpse when they met people of different beliefs.

Love Saint did not stop this topic, but confessed: "I have evidence."

"Evidence... what nonsense are you talking about." The favored person sighed, as if he had already decided in his heart that the lover was making trouble for no reason.

But the love in her heart still made her be patient. She managed to squeeze out a smile and said, "Okay, let me see what the evidence is."

It seems that she has already made plans to persuade the lover patiently. If the lover keeps touching like this, her love will be distorted.

"I know the true master of the stolen power, and he is trying to regain his own power." Speaking of this, Love Saint smiled, "Maybe you should witness it with your own eyes."

absurd......

This sentence was stuck in the heart of Juanzhe, and she didn't say it, she was afraid that if she spoke too harshly, she would hurt her lover.

Forcibly suppressing the impatience in his heart, the favored person said slowly, "Okay, let me see."

She has already made a decision in her heart, no matter who will show up later, she must kill the other party to prove that her lover is only bewitched.

If the lover is still so obstinate, the favored one even considers asking the mother god to turn her into a favored one, so that faith and love can be balanced.

The most romantic thing I can think of is worshiping the Mother Goddess with you.

Of course, Love Sage also knows that it is impossible to change the concept of this favored one just by talking here.

But it was enough to make her listen to what she said.

As for the rest, it will be handed over to Syl.

"Little Searle." Lover said silently in his heart.

At the same time, the figure of the lover began to blur, and slowly disappeared in the eyes of the favored one. A holy light flashed, and the figure of Syl appeared in front of the favored one.

"Is it you... It's the wrong view you instilled in her..." After seeing Syl's familiar face, the favored person gradually became violent in his heart, and the momentum that was originally suppressing was also gone. Climb steadily.

But in the face of the favored person's emotions, Syl, who was sitting on the round table, had no other emotions. He just jumped off the round table and looked at her expressionlessly.

This look made the favored person frown slightly, especially the calmness of the beautiful girl in front of her, which made her feel a strange feeling.

As if... what they said was true.

No... not at all.

The favored person shook his head and took a deep breath.

She has seen the mother goddess before, and it is absolutely impossible to be a fake, otherwise she cannot explain her terrifying ability to make black clouds cover the world.

The favored person has already made plans to break through the inscription and escape from here, and then ask the mother god to give him strength, and then come back to rescue his lover.

[Clown]: "She's shaken."

In fact, without the clown's reminder, Syl could also feel the inner turmoil of the favored one at this time. The weakness and serious injuries for many days had already put the favored one's spirit in a very extreme state.

"My poor child..." Syl smiled and said slowly, "I will let you see the truth."

"Witch."

As soon as Syl finished speaking, a familiar black mist enveloped her whole body.

The favored person narrowed her eyes slightly, and took a step back slightly. The moment the black mist appeared, a bad premonition emerged in her heart.

For a moment, she even began to doubt herself.