System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

The hand holding the black umbrella trembled slightly.The figure looked up and looked around.

"Evie...sa?"

Sighing softly, the figure walked towards Syl, raised the big umbrella, and helped Syl block the pouring rain.

Only then did Syl realize that there seemed to be someone standing behind him.

Searle looked back quickly, and saw a petite figure holding up the big black umbrella in his hand to protect himself from the rain.

"Archbishop Ashara?!" Syl's expression was slightly surprised, as if he didn't expect Archbishop Ashara to come over, "Why are you here?"

"It's raining, I'll pick you up." Ashhara said calmly, as if she was just coming to pick up a child and go home from school.

After Ashara finished answering the question, she also pointed to Syl's right foot and asked:

"foot?"

"Accidentally twisted..." Syl wiped the rainwater from his face, looked at Ashara and smiled embarrassedly, "It rained too much, I didn't see the stones in the stagnant water... ...."

"Careless..." After Ashara finished speaking, she stretched out her left hand and shook it in the direction of Syl, a flash of holy light with some black spots flashed, and a streak of Ashara appeared behind Syl. Faint phantom.

In an instant, Searle felt the pain under his feet disappeared. Although he still felt weak in his right foot and could only walk with a limp, the pain disappeared completely.

Even the babbling in my mind has been reduced a lot.

On the other hand, it was Ashara's originally calm face, her brows were slightly frowned, and she took a small breath of cool air.

"Teleportation, no, two people." Ashara's expression quickly returned to calm, she raised the umbrella in front of Searle and said lightly, "Take it."

"Huh?" Syl hadn't reacted yet, and subconsciously reached out to take the umbrella, but when she got the umbrella, she turned slightly towards Ashara's direction.

This was also seen by Ashara.

Ashara pursed her lips lightly, then directly stretched out her hands, directly supported Syl's waist, and lifted her up.

"Huh? Huh huh?"

Syl exclaimed a few times, and found himself carried by Ashara.

Then Ashara saw that when she picked it up, it seemed that Syl's feet would still be exposed outside the umbrella, so she replaced it with a princess hug.

The umbrella still couldn't cover the width of the princess's arms. In the end, Ashara could only put down the bewildered Syl, then turned her back to Syl, and stretched her hands behind her.

"Hold on."

Judging from this posture, he is going to carry Syl back.

Chapter 121 Chapter 110 Eight I Want to Stick With the Archbishop

"Archbishop Ashara, this is not very good..."

"hurry up."

"Oh, well..."

It was the first time for Syl to be carried by a little loli who lowered her head, but she was extremely stable.

As the fifth-level [Glorious One] Ashara, even if her strength is not high in the same level, it is not comparable to the current Syl.

Syl was lying on Ashara's back, his hands were hooked around Ashara's neck, and his legs were also coiled in front of Ashara's body.

Feeling Ashara's soft and warm little body, Syl felt that his breathing was a little heavy.

At this time, Ashara was holding Syl's hips a little lower with both hands, and noticed Syl's breathing with a changed rhythm, and asked:

"Also, does it hurt?"

"No...it doesn't hurt!" Syl quickly replied.

You have to calm down, Syl, she is a fifth-order super expert!I hope that the Goddess teaches the strongest thugs!You can't beat her!

It might be possible if you have the skills of a lover, but Searle obviously doesn't have it. Without the lover, Searle is blind to the aspect of emotion.

After hearing Syl's reply, Ashara squatted down slightly, then jumped up to the roof of the building with Syl on her back.

This made Syl wonder what he was doing so hard to climb down, and even sprained his ankle.

Destroy it, hurry up.

And Syl also noticed that when Ashara jumped vigorously, the water on the ground didn't even splash much.

But when Syl was jumping vigorously with the dragon girl, the movement was as if he had hammered the ground with a pile driver, quite a feeling of killing the original brother A and taking off.

Syl leaned his head on Ashara's shoulder, looking at Ashara's delicate neck, feeling a little hopeless.

In the capricious world, only the fragrant and soft Archbishop can reassure her a little.

Pity...the Archbishop is the one who wants the Church...

Syl didn't know which side Archbishop Ashara would stand on when she and Hope Church had conflicts in the future.

This day will come sooner or later.

At least it's good to have a psychological warning in advance...

Syl thought so, and was about to test Ashara.

At this moment, Ashara had countless translucent tentacles with golden light protruding from under the black robe, and she was crawling fast, more stable and fast than running, but a few tentacles had completely turned black.

Feeling the gust of wind mixed with the touch of rain on his face, Syl pondered for a while, and then shouted:

"The Archbishop Archbishop..."

"Huh?" Ashara turned her head slightly, and glanced at Syl, who was lying on her left shoulder, so close to her.

"Sister Sharon won't be angry if she finds out that we are so close?" Searle asked with some feigned fear.

Ashara asked back blankly: "Why, you, so, think so?"

This expression of Ashara made Syl feel a little bit uneasy.It seemed that Ashara didn't like her questioning Sharon very much.

After Syl hesitated for a moment, he still expressed his inner doubts:

"I always feel that sister Sharon doesn't seem to want to see me get too close to the archbishop..."

This can be seen from Sharon's merciless driving of Ashara out of the room after she came to Searle's room.

When Sharon went to the meeting by herself, she called Ashara, who was the strongest in the church, to protect Syl, and when she came back, she simply left Ashara aside.

The archbishop is an old tool man.

At this moment, upon hearing Syl's words, Ashara slowly stopped the tentacles.

"Don't talk to others like this." Ashara looked at Syl with a serious face and warned, then thought for a while, and added, "Except for me."

Syl's eyes lit up slightly upon hearing this.

Listening to Archbishop Ashara's words, Syl always felt that his position in Archbishop Ashara's heart seemed to be unusual.

And for some reason, Syl faintly detected a message in Ashara's words.

Archbishop Ashara, she...has no trust in the rest of the church either.

Otherwise, Syl would not have told anyone other than her about this matter.

Searle shrank her neck, looking a little cowardly, she nodded and agreed:

"Okay, I promise not to tell anyone."

"En." Hearing Syl's response, Ashara nodded, continued to manipulate the tentacles and began to crawl towards the direction of the Church of Hope.

From the perspective of ordinary people, there is just a black shadow flying into the air, but if an extraordinary person unfortunately sees this scene, I am afraid that the babbling that was originally digested will be a little more aggravated.

Searle didn't continue on this topic, he had already received enough information, and Searle could almost be sure that this lovely archbishop who treated him very well would still treat him well in the days to come.

When Ashara brought Syl back to the Holy See, there was no one in the Hope Square, and the heavy rain mixed with the sound of thunder washed over the city.

When approaching the square, Ashara had already noticed that the tentacles crawled from the roof to the ground, and then retracted the tentacles.

Because there were still two paladins standing at the entrance of the Holy See, Ashara probably stopped early because she was worried that her tentacles would aggravate their spiritual infection.

Ashara carried Sear on her back, walked in from the main entrance of the Holy See.

It seemed to be affected by some skills or supernatural items. The paladins didn't say hello as if they didn't see the two of them, and their eyes never deviated from the front.

It was already ten o'clock at this time, and there was no one in the Holy See. Syl put away the umbrella, and the rain dripped from the wet umbrella and robe, soaking a small piece of red carpet.

Just when Syl thought that Ashara would let him down and let him go, Ashara continued to carry Syl on his back and walked upstairs.

Now it's not a rainy night when no one is outside, and there is still a possibility of being seen by others. If he sees himself being carried by Ashara like this, Syl will probably die of embarrassment.

"The archbishop...the archbishop...my feet don't hurt anymore, I can walk by myself..." Syl writhed a little uneasily, and looked around nervously.

But Ashara turned a deaf ear to Searle's words, and just carried Searle to the top floor and walked to the door of Searle's room.

Opening the door of the room, Ashara walked in with Syl on her back, and closed the door smoothly.

At this time, Ashara walked to the chair by the fireplace, put Syl down, then walked to the fireplace, and lit the dry wood in the fireplace.

The fire light shone on Syl's face, and also made her body slightly warmer. She took off the soaked black robe, threw it aside, and rubbed her arms together, as if she was a little cold.

"Later, take a shower." A ray of light flashed in Ashara's hand, and then she had an extra bottle of potion in her hand. She walked up to Syl and squatted down, lifted Syl's right leg, and took off her shoe. .

"Hey, archbishop, I can do it myself." This action startled Syl, she struggled quickly, but she still couldn't exert her right foot.

"Don't move around." Ashara gently held Sylvan's tender arch, Syl's delicate toes were clasped tightly because of tension, like little pearls.

Such a perfect bare foot made some people want to lick it, or use it for other unexplainable things.

But Ashara just pulled off the medicine cover with one hand, and carefully helped Syl apply the red and swollen areas on her feet.

After the emerald green potion covered Syl's ankle, it slowly seeped in, as if there was no skin barrier.

And Seale gradually felt that his right foot was recovering.

It wasn't until Ashara finished smearing the whole bottle of potion that she stood up, put the empty bottle into her robe, and then walked towards the bathroom, as if she wanted to wash her hands.

Before leaving, Ashara opened her right hand towards Syl, the phantom behind Syl slowly disappeared, and the slight pain in her right foot was only conveyed at this time.

But this pain is already completely negligible.

That one just now was...【Sacrifice】?

Only then did Syl understand what Ashara had been doing just now...Ashara used her sacrifice to help herself bear the pain in her right foot along the way.