System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Syl felt a little sour in his nose.

Since arriving in the different world, except for the first time he met, Sigma, the original friend, Syl has never felt such a warm feeling of being cared for and protected by others.

And Archbishop Ashara's unknown guardian made it difficult for Syl to calm down.

Something has to be said.

Seale stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

The door of the bathroom was not closed, and the sound of rushing water could still be heard inside.

Syl went straight in, and saw Ashara who was washing her hands in the sink, and she walked directly behind her.

Ashara had noticed Syl's actions a long time ago, but when Syl walked behind her, she raised her head suspiciously, looked at the mirror in front of her, and Syl in the mirror.

"What?" Ashara asked flatly.

However, Syl in the mirror opened his arms, hugged her directly from behind Ashara, and then put his chin on Ashara's shoulder, their faces were pressed together.

A drop of rainwater also dripped from Syl's hair that was still dripping, and slipped into the robe along Ashara's neck.

The atmosphere started to become a little strange, and Ashara's face was paralyzed, and there was also a rare expression of doubt.

And if Syl read it right... Her face should be a little bit red?

"Thank you, Archbishop Ashara."

Syl looked at Ashara in the mirror, under her puzzled gaze, "said" the word word by word with her mouth.

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Chapter 122 Chapter 110 Chapter [-] Who is the Paladin of the TM group? !

"Sharon, I'm not here. You don't have to, this way."

There was no fluctuation on Ashara's face, she slowly stretched out her hand, trying to take Syl's hand away from her shoulder.

But Syl was ahead of him, quickly lowered his head and gave Archbishop Ashara a kiss on the cheek.

Before Ashara could respond, Syl ran out laughing, as if he was happy that his scheme had succeeded.

In the large bathroom, Ashara's eyes widened slightly, she stared blankly at the mirror, and wiped the little bit of wetness left on her face with her hands.

Cyr's lips were soft, and the touch was a bit indescribable, but Ashara felt that she didn't seem to hate it.

"Sure enough, yes, kid." Ashara shook her head helplessly, and after washing her hands, she left the bathroom, ready to walk outside.

After all, it was very late now, children should go to bed early, and Ashara didn't feel that she should stay here to disturb Syl.

Seeing Ashara coming out, Syl, who was warming up by the fireplace, stood up and looked in Ashara's direction.

Seeing that Ashara was about to leave, Syl asked, "Archbishop, are you going back?"

"Yeah." Ashara also looked in Syl's direction, nodded at Syl slightly, and said, "Good night."

"Hey," Syl trotted to the Archbishop, and asked worriedly, "The Archbishop is also wet, why don't you go back after you finish the fire?"

Ashara shook her head: "It's fine."

Not to mention Ashara of the fifth level, maybe just call someone of the first holy level, her physique is unlikely to have an accident just because of a little water.

But this is just Syl's kindness, Ashara thought about it, and added another sentence, she said:

"Go back, just change. You first, rest."

"But you have to take a shower quickly after being drenched in cold water. Is there hot water at Archbishop Ashara's side?" Searle's face was full of concern.There was no other weird emotion in her sincere eyes.

"No......"

Ashara originally wanted to answer no, but when she said she didn't need it, Syl rushed to answer.

"No?" Syl immediately took Ashara's hand, led her to the bathroom, and said while walking, "I have it!"

Ashara: "?"

While pulling Ashara, Syl whispered: "Annie will help me change a new tank of hot water every night, it's so comfortable."

Ashara stopped when Syl was about to pull herself closer to the bathroom, and wanted to say something to Syl.

Syl felt that Ashara's footsteps had stopped and couldn't move at all, so he also turned to look at Archbishop Ashara.

"What's the matter, Archbishop?"

His face was full of innocence and doubt.

After staring at Syl for a while, Ashara felt that maybe she was thinking too much.

During Ashara's long life, she also had the experience of being molested countless times because of her looks and words—although those who provoked her ended badly.

Syl's words just now obviously triggered some of Ashara's memories.

When Ashara looked at Syl, Syl's eyes were so pure, as if he was still wondering why he stopped.

Yeah... Syl is still a kid after all...

Perhaps it was because seeing her younger body shape, Syl subconsciously thought that they were the same age, so she wanted to be so close to her.

Ashara suddenly thought of something, and sighed slightly inwardly.

A long, long time ago, when Ashara was a child, she pestered her sister like this, and wanted to take a bath with her in the clear spring behind the church where there was no one there.

Thinking of this, Ashara suddenly felt that she could understand Syl a little bit.

She might be missing her friends.

After all, after staying here for so many days, no matter whether it is the trial of resisting the holy medicine or doing other things, it is almost always done by one person.

Recalling the somewhat lonely back of Syl when she saw Syl tonight, Ashara couldn't bear to refuse for a while.

After all, Syl, a child, has endured tremendous pressure that she shouldn't have to bear at her age.

"Archbishop?" Seeing that Ashara hadn't responded for a long time, Syl was also a little timid, lowered his head and said cautiously, "Why don't you just forget it..."

"It's okay." Ashara shook her head, "Then, let's go together."

After finishing speaking, Ashara let go of Searle's hand, and walked directly into the bathroom.

After being slightly stunned for a moment, Syl also opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't expect Ashara to agree at all.

This is...is this agreeing to take a shower with me? ? ?

Searle suddenly felt his heart beat faster.

Growing up so big, Searle has never bathed with any beautiful girl or little loli.

Although when he became a lover, there was such a romantic past.

But it was only done with the body of the lover, and there was also the consciousness leader of the lover, so that Syl had no sense of reality at all, it felt like a very real dream.

So Syl was a little more nervous this time.

What made Syl nervous the most was that Syl had already started to hear the rustling sound of Ashara undressing inside.

"Calm down, you have to calm down, Syl."

Silently calmed down his slightly agitated spirit and calmed himself down.

Then she went to the cloakroom, took out her nightgown, and took an extra set, ready to change it for Archbishop Ashara when the time came.

With two sets of pajamas in hand, Syl mustered up the courage and walked to the door of the bathroom.

After knocking on the door, Syl pushed the door open and walked in.

"Archbishop, I'm coming in..."

When he went in, Searle reminded him in a low voice.

Then, Syl saw a scene that she would never forget.

At this moment, Ashara had already taken off all her clothes, and was facing Syl with her back, bending down and preparing to lift the cover covering the big bathtub.

Ashara's long black hair ran down her back and fell to her waist because of her movements.

The skin as delicate as a baby and the waist that is so soft that you can hold it, made Syl subconsciously touch his waist.

It seems... thinner than my waist...

The perfect loli figure combined with Ashara's movement of bending over with her back to Searle at this time, originally allowed Searle to see things that she couldn't see normally.

And it's still the kind that even a gentleman can't be upright, and he must see it.

But now, a little behind Ashara's small and tight buttocks is a place where she might be exposed.

A beam of holy light shone obliquely from nowhere.

Syl raised his head stiffly, looked at the almost sealed bathroom with only one vent, and then turned his head to look at the thunderstorm outside.

no?Who the hell is this paladin?

At this time, Ashara who lifted the shutter heard Syl's voice, she turned around, looked at Syl who was standing blankly at the door, and asked:

"Standing at the door, what are you doing?"

Yes, the little rabbit on Ashara's chest also had a holy light.