The Holy Maiden of Light Wants To Change Jobs

Five years is a long time for a child, enough to turn him from a stubborn child to a juvenile.

It can also make Sylvia change from a beautiful and lovely loli to a delicate and elegant girl.

A fifteen-year-old girl, an age more delicate than flowers.

"Lord Sylvia, the Pope said that today's class is up to you to arrange by yourself, and he can't come over if he has something to do."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, do you have any other orders from the teacher?"

The pale and slender fingers slowly stroked the page, and Sylvia's blue eyes seemed to harbor a clear spring, which made people feel peaceful when they looked at it.

Even though the maid had seen it so many times, it was inevitable that she would fall for it.

They are all saying that Lord Sylvia will be the most outstanding saint in the history of the Church of Light, and she will definitely lead the light to defeat the darkness.

Moreover, the maid murmured in her heart that Lord Sylvia treated them differently as guard maids.

As the most observant, they can tell in their hearts whether a person really sees them as equals, even if it doesn't bring them actual benefits.

But being respected is a very pleasant thing, so many people are willing to do what they can for Sylvia.

"No, but the Pope was a little anxious before going out, as if it had something to do with the Holy Maiden."

Generally, maids will never add the latter things, just because the object is Sylvia, so the maids are willing to add them.

A little anxious? With the Pope's powerful self-control, if he can see that he is a little anxious, then something extraordinary must have happened.

And, related to the Holy Maiden?

Sylvia frowned slightly, then quickly flattened again, "Okay, I see."

The maid was about to retire when Sylvia suddenly stopped her, "You and Leila live together, right?"

Seeing the maid nodding suspiciously, Sylvia took out a bottle of transparent liquid from the storage ring, "How is her injury?"

"This bottle is a healing potion I made myself. You can bring it to her, just drink one sip a day."

"It's a secret, it's a little secret between us."

Sylvia blinked her right eye mischievously, causing the maid's expression, who was originally moved, to instantly change to a strange one, one that wanted to laugh but held back.

This time the maid really left, Sylvia continued to look at the book in front of her eyes, but she was thinking about what happened just now.

The Holy Maiden has become more and more...excessive in recent years.

Speaking of this saintess Beatrice, she is also a princess of a certain country.

Also, he has been a mascot for a lifetime.

Her talent can only be regarded as ordinary among the saints of all dynasties, not even Aurora and Carroll, let alone Sylvia.

During his tenure, he did not do anything outstanding, and it is estimated that there will be only a few in the data in the future.

However, some people would spend their whole lives like this without someone appearing, and yet, Sylvia appeared.

The talent is unparalleled, the originally weak strength has been unpredictable after five years of practice, and the affinity is high, from the Pope Archbishop to the knight's maid, everyone likes her.

Some people are even secretly thinking about when the saintess can take the initiative to abdicate, so that Sylvia can take the throne as soon as possible and lead everyone to the light together.

How could the arrogant Beatrice bear it?

The most important thing... With years of experience in research and performance, Sylvia discovered a secret of the Holy Maiden.

She, presumably, may have liked Pope Cyril.

It's just that once she becomes a saint, it is impossible to maintain purity... If this saint is as powerful as the previous one, it would be good to say, but she, impossible is impossible.

What's more, the Pope is devoted to his career, and obviously has no interest in the love of his children.

It's just that Sylvia, an imaginary enemy, has been targeted by the Holy Maiden many times.

Fortunately, Sylvia has long passed the age when she felt that a saint should have no desires, be tolerant and generous, and she did not feel wronged, but... such a saint made her sometimes reluctant to face it.

Like the maid named Leila just now, the injury was strictly related to her. If it wasn't for this trivial incident when I happened to go to the Saintess's Tower to get information, the Saintess would not have made a serious move. After all, she is a person who wants to be imaged.

Hey, I don't know what happened this time.

How did the God of Light choose people?

Speaking of this, it stands to reason that she is so talented that she should be able to hear the words of God occasionally. She used to say that she was not strong enough, but now it has been five years, and she still has zero communication with the God of Light.

This, forget it, this kind of thing can't be rushed, let's put it aside for now.

Sylvia continued to focus on the book, then took a look at Ann lying on the soft cushion, she was waiting for Ann to wake up.

A few days ago, Ann fell into a deep sleep after absorbing a lot of power and eating well and drinking well for the past few years. When he woke up again, he was a mature monster.

At that time, many things will be convenient.

dong dong dong —

However, Sylvia hadn't read a few pages before there was a hurried knock on the door, "Bennett? Come in." His breath Sylvia was too familiar.

"Sir Sylvia!"

Because in the Holy Land, Bennett does not wear formal knightly armor, but it is also much heavier than a soft robe like Sylvia.

The long tea-brown hair was tied behind his head at will, and he looked like a refreshing and handsome man.

Five years, for a person as powerful as Bennett, it is very important to keep his appearance unchanged.

After Sylvia officially became the only saintly candidate, she chose Bennett as her confidant knight.

It has been five years now, and the tacit understanding between the two has accumulated little by little.

"What's the matter?"

In addition to being in charge of Sylvia's safety, Bennett is training the Cavaliers. Usually, he won't come to Sylvia if he has nothing to do.

"The Holy Land is under martial law, and the level is Level 2!"

Bennett obviously came to tell Sylvia as soon as he got the news, speaking very fast.

Martial law in the Holy Land is no trivial matter, and Sylvia naturally associates it with the Pope's hurried departure that the maid just said.

"I'll go check it out."

Sylvia set up another barrier for Ann, and without hesitation, got up and walked outside the door.

"Silvia, it's safer to stay here at this time." Bennett was probably in a hurry, and called out Sylvia's name directly, causing a smile to flash in the eyes of Sylvia, who had been making him change his words but failed. meaning.

"That's when I have to go out."

"Bennett, I am the future saint."

The door opened, and the shavings left beautiful spots on Sylvia's body, causing Bennett, who took two strides to catch up with Sylvia, to be in a trance for a moment.

The child who only acted with loneliness and courage back then has grown into one of the best figures in the Church of Light.

Her name, even if it was not deliberately publicized, gradually became louder among the believers. There must be a reason for the Pope's promotion, but it was not because Sylvia was too good.

Now in the entire Holy Land, there is no more than one hand who can fight against Sylvia. Even he, who has doubled his strength by abandoning the dark and throwing light, has no confidence that he can last long under Sylvia.

This made Bennett feel really frustrated at times, but seeing such an excellent Sylvia.

Bennett is more proud. This little girl is really changing the world little by little.

As Sylvia's partner, Bennett had already sworn an oath in front of her, so he also understood some of her thoughts.

If it really succeeds... There will be fewer hard-working children like his sister on the mainland.

As soon as Sylvia stepped out the door, she keenly felt that something was wrong with the Holy Land, and she left a sentence directly, "Bennett, keep this place, I'll take a look." Then the person disappeared in place.

Sylvia's authority allowed her to move freely in the Holy Land, so at this time she used teleportation magic without hesitation and came to the Holy Land Square.

"Archbishop Rocco, what happened?"

There were indeed five archbishops in the square, and it seemed that they had just arrived, while the others were staying peacefully in their own territory.

The second level of martial law is opened, and all unknown people can be killed first and then reported. If you don't want to die unjustly, don't go out at this time.

"Silvia, the old man is trying to inform you."

Roco didn't think of Sylvia as a child, but it happened so suddenly that they didn't react.

This is the first time this kind of thing has happened in the Church of Light for so many years!

"in the end…"

Before Sylvia spoke, a violent explosion came from above, and the blue sky seemed to darken instantly.

"You're too bold! Sylvia, come with us first!"

Rocco's long beard was shaking with anger. As a senior archbishop and someone who had taught the current Pope, he had a very strong say at this time.

Sylvia and the others went out of the Holy Land directly under his leadership, and at a glance they saw the Pope standing in mid-air and the other two archbishops beside him.

But the person opposite the Pope surprised Sylvia. Needless to say, the one wearing the crown must be the Dark Pope.

But standing next to him turned out to be a saint.

Not the saint of darkness, but the saint of light! Beatrice!

A bright saint with black hair and black eyes!

It was because Sylvia was so well-informed that she couldn't help but paused before coming behind the Pope as usual.

Among the saints of all dynasties, there was one who fell in love with the Pope of Darkness. It was already outrageous. I didn't expect that there has been a saint who directly betrayed the light.

For the Guangming Sect, this face is too painful to hit.

"Hahaha, isn't this Sylvia? I haven't seen it for five years, and I'm a lot more beautiful."

Dark Pope Darnell's words made Sylvia the focus of everyone present.

I saw Sylvia take a half step, her lips twitched, not a smile, but a coping expression, "Thank you for your compliment, but I have a really bad memory, and I can't remember where I saw you."

"Yeah." Sylvia carefully covered her mouth with a finger, "I definitely didn't mean to say you look ordinary."

The corner of Darnell's mouth twitched, he lived so big, and it was the first time someone said he looked ordinary. You must know that his appearance is also part of Darnell's pride.

However, discussing appearance issues with a little girl in public is too bad, so Darnell sneered and turned his eyes to Cyril.

"I'm so sorry, the saintess of your Guangming religion don't seem to be doing well."

"She seems to like our dark church more."

Cyril ignored Darnell's sarcasm, just frowned and looked to the other side, "Beatrice, do you know what you're doing?"

There was boundless coldness in this voice, as if the person speaking was not a partner who had worked with him for decades, but an ordinary betrayal who would be sent to the stake whenever he had the chance.

Beatrice didn't know if she was stimulated by Cyril's attitude, and she, who had always flaunted elegance and nobility, even shouted at Cyril gaffe.

"Of course I know, but I'm not reconciled!"

"Why, I can still live so long, why should I make way for that pariah!"

"Why should the saint be sacrificed! I don't want to!"

At this moment, Beatrice's hysterical roar resounded through the sky.

[Main line: Become a saint, completion degree 95/200]