System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

As if nothing happened, Jane sat up with a little smile on her face and stretched herself, as if she had a good dream.

"Um--"

After stretching her sore back a little, Jane realized that she didn't seem to be sleeping on her own bed.

"Eh?"

Jane looked down for the first time, her clothes and other things were in good condition, except for a little mess, there was no sign of being taken off.

"I remember..." Jane frowned, then looked up, and after seeing Syl, who was sitting at the round table with her eyes closed, Jane seemed to remember something.

"Syl? Why did I fall asleep? Is this the effect of your redemptive hand?" Jane stood up, her body swayed a little, she walked in front of Syl, looked at Syl who had opened her eyes and continued Said, "But now I feel happy in spirit, and my body is much lighter."

Syl looked carefully at Jane's face, and after seeing that she seemed to have really forgotten what happened just now, she nodded and said, "It seems so, after I cast it, you fell asleep in a daze, I carried you to bed."

"Uh...were you the one who carried me to the bed?" Jane scratched her face in embarrassment, "Thank you, Syl."

Searle didn't know what to say for a moment, but shook his head stiffly: "...You're welcome."

Doing bad things and asking others to thank... This made Seale feel a little bit ashamed.

"That seems to be a magical technique to soothe the soul." Jane nodded, and helped Syl analyze it, "I feel as if my whole body has been washed from the soul, and all negative emotions are gone after waking up. Subsided... even the whisper of the holy potion subsided a little."

"This can also help digest the holy medicine?" Syl opened his mouth slightly, as if feeling a little unbelievable.

"Looking at it now, yes." Jane nodded, and said seriously, "This is really a very powerful magic, Syl, if you let others know, maybe all church members will line up to beg you to treat them Use the Hand of Redemption."

"Of course, I'll help you keep it a secret."

Of course, Jane knew the rarity and importance of Searle's ability, so she made a guarantee on the spot that she would not say anything about it.

"This..." Syl looked at his right hand, and then at Jane in front of him.

Searle imagined for a while that countless girls from other churches who were stuck with the holy medicine, or who wanted to be promoted, all found him and asked him to use the hand of salvation on them, and then the room was full of scenes of beautiful young ladies pestering him.

Syl trembled slightly.

It's too scary, I will become a tool person directly.

"Don't say it, Jane." Syl quickly lied, "It's too much consumption for me."

Jane was a little moved when she heard that Searle still used the hand of redemption on herself despite a lot of consumption.

"Well, I won't say it." Jane's voice was a little gentle, "This is our secret."

Chapter 95 Chapter 93 Promotion 【Ascetic】

"I think I should go, Syl."

Jane looked at the sun outside, and then continued to Syl, "Today's digestion speed is a bit unexpected, I may have to go back early and drink a bottle of holy medicine."

"This time, I will definitely be able to obtain powerful means of attack."

Jane clenched her fist, looking a little confident.

"Come on..." Syl looked at the brisk Jane walking towards the door, and a slightly crazy idea rose from her mind.

Why...don't I share the information with the other saintesses, and then figure out a way to solve this problem together?

From Jane's appearance, she seemed to be in the same situation as herself, just being cultivated as some kind of vase or... material.

No... You can't tell Jane about this matter first, she may not understand this kind of thing.

Sila thought of Vera just now in his mind.

Perhaps Vera can understand what he is worried about.

After making up his mind, Searle stood up and walked to the stairs with Jane.

When Jane waved her hand and said no need to send it, Searle smiled naturally:

"Then next time, call Vera to come and play with me."

"I'm always alone and it's so boring."

Syl's tone and demeanor were flawless, like a girl who invites a good friend to play next time.

For other people, they would definitely think it was a polite statement, but Searle knew that Jane would not take this as a polite statement, but would carry it out seriously.

Syl is very lonely by himself, and he needs to come and play with Syl with Vera.This is a subconscious that Seale wants to instill in Jane.

So far, Seale has succeeded.

"No problem! Get her here!" Jane smiled and gave Searle a thumbs up, and then walked down the stairs, "See you next time~"

"Okay, see you next time."

Searle waved his hand, then watched Jane leave.

When Syl retracted his gaze and turned around, Syl saw a figure in a white robe standing behind him.

She looked at herself with a smile, holding two bottles of reagents with a faint golden light in her hand.

It's Sharon.

"Is it a new holy medicine?"

Syl showed a "surprised" expression, and trot to Sharon's side.

"Yeah, the holy medicine of the final stage of [Lamb], and the holy medicine of the first stage of [Ascetics]."

"Okay~" Syl tugged on Sharon's sleeve and said happily, "Just now Jane also praised me for the fast digestion of the holy medicine, I will surprise her next time we meet~"

"Okay, okay...haha." Sharon said several good words one after another, then followed Syl, and entered Syl's room.

What neither of them noticed was that a figure was watching this direction from a distance.

"Syl..."

"Smart, boy..."

After saying a few words one by one, the figure in the black robe also disappeared in the corridor without leaving a trace.

In Searle's room, Searle was sitting by the bed, and Sharon was standing in front of Searle.

In Syl's hand, he still held a bottle of holy medicine.

"I will protect you," Sharon said softly, "Drink quickly, don't be afraid."

If Ashara hadn't told Syl to drink the holy medicine slowly, Syl might not have noticed anything strange about Sharon at all.But now, the more gentle Sharon is, the more creepy Syl feels.

Thinking about it now, maybe Ashara reminded Syl on purpose, and for some unknown reason, Ashara couldn't directly explain this matter to Syl.

"Ah."

Syl nodded slightly, without showing any strangeness on his face.

She unscrewed the bottle of pale gold final stage holy medicine of [Lamb], and drank it down in one breath, as if drinking happy water instead of some holy medicine.

The holy medicine in the final stage was not as terrible as Searle imagined, and it was even softer than the holy medicine in the second stage.

After drinking it, Syl didn't even feel much except for a little heat all over his body.

No... It's not that I don't feel it, it seems to be resisted by some force!

Syl raised his head suddenly, and saw that the figure of Sharon in front of him was slightly blurred. Looking back, Sharon's figure appeared behind him.

Sacrifice?

"Now, Syl." Sharon urged, "[Ascetic], drink together."

"But this way...wouldn't the whispering effect of that holy medicine be too strong?" This time, Syl's expression was really worried, and there was no trace of falsehood.

"It's okay, you're a saint." Sharon comforted with a smile, "Drink it, it's not difficult for you, you have talent in this area."

At least for now, Sharon will save her own life...

With this thought in mind, Syl took a deep breath, and drank the holy medicine of the first stage of [Ascetics] in one breath.

The burning sensation in the body became more and more intense, but Syl's spirit still didn't feel any changes...

"Are you ready, little Sear?"

"3...2...1..."

After Sharon's countdown ended, the faint phantom of sacrificing her body dissipated, and the terrifying ravings like a black tide directly occupied Searle's head.

This time, it wasn't the kind of words that could be heard clearly, but another mysterious language that couldn't be articulated, a language that would break down mentally for ordinary people to hear.

"Boom-"

Syl's heart twitched violently, and she seemed to be able to hear the violent pounding of her own heartbeat. Every heartbeat was like a heavy hammer hitting her mind, and every hammering almost made her mentally collapse.

At this time, Sharon just took two steps back, smiling and looking at Syl, who was moaning in pain on the bed.

She wasn't looking at Syl at all... as if she was looking at something else behind Syl.

At this time, a black light flashed behind Sharon, and Ashara's figure silently appeared behind Sharon.

It seemed that the visitor had disturbed Sharon's high spirits, so she asked indifferently:

"Is there something wrong, Archbishop?"

"I'm here to assist, Holy Maiden."

"Hey, can you still bear the whispers in your current state? Let me remind you, don't really think of yourself as her mentor."

Ashara just remained silent, and didn't answer Sharon's words. She just stared blankly at Syl, whose body was gradually emitting black particles of light.

"Fine, do whatever you want, anyway, your qualifications are much older than mine." Sharon shrugged, turned and walked towards the door, saying as she walked, "You have to take good care of her."

"Ah."

After Sharon left and the door was completely closed, Ashara slowly walked towards Syl.

The small golden shield on Syl still lingered around Syl, through this, Ashara could feel Syl's despair, panic and helplessness.

In Ashara's mind, the appearance of Syl standing with the book on his head, the appearance of feeding himself cake, and the smile every time he called himself Archbishop Ashara, and finally the painful appearance now, this The secondary appearance gradually overlapped with another figure.

"elder sister......"

Ashara sighed deeply, slowly bent down, and gently hugged Syl, whose body was trembling, with long tentacles glowing with pale golden light.

These tentacles stretched out towards Syl, and they all precisely pierced into the black spots of Sill's body, and then, the color of these tentacles became even dimmer.