System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

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Let me explain...the speech part is still 2K words, there is no water word count and it has not become expensive, okay~

Chapter 92 Chapter 90 Drag, just drag (2/3)

"Clap clap-"

After an unknown amount of time, a solitary clapping sound came from the scene.

Syl opened her eyes slightly, only to see that Jane took off her gloves and was watching herself clapping hard, her eyes still had a little sparkle.

It seemed that Syl recited the full text, and something in it touched her.

"That's great, Syl." Jane looked at Syl excitedly and said, "To be honest, every time I see you, I feel that it is too hasty for the goddess of justice to choose me as a saint."

Jane no longer called Searle by Little Searle, but formally called Searle by his first name.

Vera, who was sitting opposite Syl, remained silent, thinking about something with her head down.

After a long time, Vera raised her head, looked at Syl and said seriously:

"First of all, I admire your ideals very much. To be honest, this is something we, or even any church, have never thought about."

"We are walking on the road that we think we are exploring the truth, but we have forgotten that there are so many people in the world who are suffering... Your Highness Syl, what do you mean... want to see Ibiza launch A change?"

"If this is the only way left," Syl looked at Vera and said seriously, "I think so, I would like to see this happen."

"Is that why you pushed things forward a bit..." Vera sighed, shook her head, and said with a wry smile, "It's just going on like this, it may be difficult to catch the clown again."

"So why are you going to arrest her?" Searle asked curiously, "Isn't this what the police station should do?"

"You don't know, Your Highness Syl." Vera took a small breath, then spat it out, and then explained, "This clown is related to the previous blood sacrifice case. Our current clue is only the clown."

"If we can't find her, we won't be able to continue to find that favored person. If we can't find her, we don't know when the next blood sacrifice will be."

After a pause, Vera continued:

"And that clown and her friends seem to have a different ability from others, it is not a holy medicine, nor is it a magical medicine... We brought back a teenager who was influenced by the clown's ability to investigate , but found nothing."

"It was a teenager who had been stitched up... his body was joined together naturally, as if those parts should have grown there... please forgive me for not knowing how to describe it, maybe you You can look at this photo. That's why we want to find her and investigate."

As Vera spoke, she took out a piece of parchment with a magic rubbing and placed it in front of Searle.

Syl took the parchment and glanced at it, but there was no other expression on his face.

But Syl's heart beat a little faster because of nervousness.

...It's Edward. Several of my cards have been in contact with Edward. It won't be found out that they are the same person, right?

"So, Your Highness Syl, can you help me find the clown and her friends? Maybe there is some organization behind them," Vera stood up, looked at Syl slightly lowered her head, and said respectfully.

Because Vera had a strong premonition that Syl must know something, definitely more than himself.

Her intuition told Vera that if she followed Syl, the clown would definitely be found.This is the "sense of smell" formed by Vera's years of investigation.

"Ah? Me?" Syl didn't seem to expect that Vera would suddenly ask him to help with the investigation. Syl waved his hand and refused, "I'm too weak now..."

"Find the clown, she may be someone who shares the same ideal with His Royal Highness Syl. Doesn't His Highness Syl want to realize this ideal with her?" Vera began to use Syl's speech just now to lead Syl's army.

Syl's mouth twitched.

If you say you won't help with the investigation, then the speech you just said is tantamount to a lie, or it's just a nice thing to say.

But...is he really going to agree to find the Joker with her?

After thinking for a long time, Syl sighed.

"Okay..." Syl nodded, "I'll help you find the clown, but I may not be able to find it. You have to share your information with me."

Seale never dreamed that I could do it again by checking my own script.

"You are a noble person, Your Highness Syl." Vera smiled, gave a free compliment, and continued, "I believe this will also be of great help to your digestion of the holy medicine."

Do other churches also know how each other's holy medicine is digested?

Syl felt a little curious, because she had never heard Ashara talk about these things.

If someone else taught him, Syl might have a lot to ask.

But for the kind of Ashara who jumps out word by word, Searle really can't bear to ask Ashara to explain such a large series of things.

The main reason is that it is difficult for him to understand, usually Searle has tried his best to understand what Ashara said.

"Indeed." Syl nodded, agreeing with what Vera said.

Jane on the side also raised her hand and said, "I want to help with the investigation too..."

"Aren't you afraid that your holy medicine will backfire?" Vera on the side interrupted Jane, "Even if you want to come, the people in your church will not agree?"

"Indeed..." Jane lay down on the round table helplessly, and said in a muffled voice, "After all, what the clown did, the Justice Church's philosophy is hard to agree with...It's a bit too cruel."

"Absolutely a lunatic." Jane tapped the table lightly and whispered, "A lunatic with a sense of justice."

"And he's a sane lunatic," Vera added, "but as long as you are human, there will always be a day when you show your flaws. There is no absolutely sane person."

Hearing the two scolding him in front of him, Syl always felt a twitch in his forehead, but he had nothing to do with them.

"You are the lunatics, your whole family is lunatics..." Syl retorted in a low voice.

But there is no way, now not only do I have to be scolded, but I also have to scold myself with them to show my position.

Searle sighed helplessly, then jokingly said, "Maybe it's not human."

"Aren't... people?" Vera seemed to think of something, and frowned slightly.

"I'll go back first, thank you, Your Highness Syl." Vera stood up quickly, and rushed out of the room. Soon, as the door closed, only Xier who was looking at each other was left in the room. Er and Jane.

"What's wrong with her?" Syl asked curiously.

"It should be Syl's words, let her think of something," Jane shrugged, and said, "She is like this, she always puts investigation first."

Syl turned her head and stared blankly at the closed wooden door. She always felt that she had said the wrong thing.

Myself... seems to have given Vera the idea to investigate himself?Vera really thinks that the clown and the doctor are not human?

How is it possible, I have tried it myself, even touched my whole body, the clown and the doctor are perfectly human, well, there is no trace of mutation.

Jane thought that she had nothing to do anyway, so she might as well leave first, she stood up and said, "Then I'll take my leave first."

"Wait," Searle immediately stopped Jane from leaving, and under Jane's puzzled eyes, Searle nonsense, "Uh... sit with me for a while."

In fact, the main thing is that if Jane leaves now, Sharon will come over soon.

And just now, after delivering that speech, Searle felt that the holy medicine was almost digested, and now he only needed to wait, and the holy medicine would be completely digested.

Although I don't know if the effect of procrastination is great, Syl knows that there is no harm in drinking the next stage of the holy medicine after completely digesting it.

She had to use Jane to delay the digestion of the holy medicine.

Chapter 93 Chapter 91 The hand of redemption, is it a skill that I can enjoy for free? (3/3)

"Eh?"

Jane froze for a moment, as if she hadn't thought that Searle would keep her.Because Searle doesn't seem like the kind of kid who would depend on others.

Thinking about the riots in the Ibiza area anyway, she couldn't go there anyway, so Jane sat back in her seat and asked curiously:

"What's the matter, Syl, what's the matter?"

At this time, Searle was still thinking about a drag formula, and she found a random reason. She looked at Jane and said:

"I want to ask, have you ever fought?"

"Fight?" Jane tilted her head.

"That's right, it's fighting," Sylvan waved his small fist forward, "It's fighting with people of the same level, using extraordinary abilities."

"Hmm... no," Jane frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Every time there is danger, General Meeks will come to help me out...that's what our church Archbishops, they generally hold important positions in Dasaya."

Searle became interested in this, anyway, he was just chatting for a while, so he asked casually: "Are you all in important positions?"

"Yes, this is also related to our performance of the holy medicine. The fourth holy level is [leader]. You must become a leader who leads others in order to better digest the holy medicine." Jane did not shy away from Syl, and answered directly Searle's question.

"I see..." Syl nodded thoughtfully.

It seems that General Meeks is the one sent to protect Jane.

But... Jane doesn't have any combat experience either?

Without any combat ability, what are you doing all the way up the ranks?

As a vase?

This is somewhat intriguing.

"Could it be that Syl, are you learning combat knowledge?" Talking about this, Jane seemed excited, and she asked curiously, "Speaking of which, do you hope that the people taught by the goddess have combat skills?"

"It can't be said that there is no..." Syl raised his hand, and a little black light flickered in his hand, which made people look a little ominous.

Syl looked at the black light in his hand, sighed, and said, "It's just very weak."

"Don't worry, my skills are all aggressive, and I will protect you when the time comes." Jane patted Searle on the shoulder and said, "You can just support from behind."

"Huh? Why did you say that all of a sudden?" Searle suddenly felt that it didn't seem like something Jane would say.

"Uh... Maybe it's a practice in advance?" Jane scratched her face and said with some embarrassment, "It doesn't look like it?"

"Practice what?"

"The next holy rank of [Arbiter], [Hero]."

"Oh..." Syl nodded, "Hearing this name gives me a sense of security."

"Right." Jane also smiled heartily, as if Syl was praising her.

"By the way, Jane, can you let me see your magic?" Syl asked curiously.

Now Syl only knows that there are seven ways of holy medicine, and five holy steps of each way, but he doesn't know what kind of skills the other holy steps are.

Just curious, very curious.