System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"Sigma?" Syl blinked, probably knowing that he was safe now, but he didn't know how long it had been. "How long have I been in a coma?"

"You've been in a coma for two days, Syl," Sigma said, looking a little too excited, while wiping away tears, "They... both His Holiness the Pope and Archbishop Aisa have visited and said You're fine, just mentally exhausted...but I'm really scared..."

"What are you afraid of?" After feeling no discomfort in his body, Syl sat up directly, reached out and rubbed Sigma's head, and then opened his arms to her, "Come on, I won't be afraid if you hug her."

"Ah, this..." Sigma subconsciously leaned forward, but soon stopped, turning his face aside.

Although it looked like she didn't want to hug her, her flushed cheeks completely exposed her tangled mood.

"By the way, where's the pope?" Syl stopped teasing the simple Sigma, and lifted his quilt while talking.

Then she realized that she was only wearing an extremely thin white silk nightgown, and even the ruffles and lace on the skirt were a little thicker than the body of the nightgown.

Although it looks expensive, it is really too thin!How can such a shameful thing be worn in front of others!

Silently put the quilt back again.

Here comes the question, who will help me change my clothes...

"That's right, His Excellency the Pope said, Sister Syl wants to call her as soon as she wakes up." Sigma seemed to suddenly think of something, hurriedly stood up from the stool, and ran towards the outside of the room.

"Wait for Sigma!" Syl quickly stopped Sigma, then looked at Sigma who was standing by the door and looked at him with a puzzled expression, and asked in a low voice, "Uh...you changed this clothes for me ?"

Hearing this question, Sigma blushed up to his ears, lowered his head and gave an inaudible "hmm", then walked outside pretending to be calm.

If Sigma hadn't bumped into the door, tripped over the carpet before opening it, Syl would have believed she had really calmed down.

It was Sigma who changed it for me, so I feel a little more at ease.

At least a pure Sigma can't mess around... right?

Well, no.

Syl looked at the open door and nodded secretly.

While waiting for the pope to come over, Syl began to observe the surroundings a little bored.

It looks...it really looks like that kind of Western aristocratic room, but most of the decorations in the room are about the Goddess of Hope.

Although he already knew the church's logo in the monastery and his original memory, Syl still felt a little out of place every time he saw it.

It looks like two overlapping letters "V", one up and one down, very much like the logo of a certain luxury brand in the previous life.

But if you think about it carefully, it's quite similar to the religious gestures of the Goddess of Hope - cross your arms in front of your chest, make a fist and extend your index and middle fingers side by side, caressing the left and right collarbones.

Just when Searle's thinking began to get out of control, a strong wave of divine magic appeared next to him, and a formation formed in an instant and then disappeared. When Searle looked over, the pope had already appeared on Searle's bed side.

"Saint...Saint Cyr, how are you feeling now?" Sharon squatted beside Cyr's bed, looking more worried than Sigma.

"It's okay, it feels like after being thrown away by the strong wind, I passed out from the pain, and I woke up here." Syl lied on the spot, and then asked, "Where is this place? Sister Sharon."

"It's fine...it's fine..." Sharon breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Searle with some doubts, then sat down on a stool beside her and continued, "This is Su Rama, the Holy See of the Goddess of Hope."

Holy See?Is that the headquarters of the church?

Syl began to re-examine the surrounding items... So this is the highest educational administration institution of the Hope Goddess Cult.

Seeing Syl looking around with sparkling eyes, Sharon smiled dotingly.

After all, this is the Holy See, the most sacred place in every believer's mind besides the goddess, any little guy will not be able to move his eyes away when he comes for the first time.

That good friend of Saint-Cyr, when he came here on the first day, his expression was even more exaggerated than Saint-Cyr's now.

"Okay, I'll let you see enough later." After Sharon finished speaking with a smile, she coughed lightly and her expression became a little serious.

"Saint-Cyr, I can't hide the fact that you are a saint. I'm sorry, but I failed to fulfill the will of the goddess..." Sharon's expression seemed to be a little remorseful.

In fact, Syl didn't expect it to be leaked so quickly. It seems that the church has already been infiltrated by some kind of force.

"Saint Cyr, the Goddess...does she have any new instructions?" When Sharon said this, her eyes flashed with anticipation.

Compared with the popes of other churches, Sharon seemed a little too young, and her lack of experience also made her not so calm.But it's more interesting than a bad old man, isn't it?

"Instructions..." Syl was stunned when he heard this, and it took a while to react.

For any instructions, the goddess has told me about it.

The previous instruction was just my own nonsense.

In order to avoid being seen, Searle shook his head honestly: "No."

"Alas..." Sharon was obviously disappointed, but soon she cheered up again, looked at Cyr seriously and said, "Saint Cyr, the door of truth, are you ready to open it? "

"Hmm... what? What door?" Originally, Searle planned to deal with whatever Sharon said, but Searle cheered up at Sharon's words.

What's the matter with this feeling that you need to learn skills as soon as you hear it, and you always feel as if you have touched something incredible?

"Stay true to your heart and dispel confusion. The Gate of Truth is a gift from the goddess, allowing us to climb the sacred ladder with mortal bodies."

"The first holy ladder - the lamb."

Speaking of this, Sharon waved her hand, and a delicate golden medicine bottle appeared out of thin air in her hand: "With the saint's belief, digesting the first bottle of holy medicine is easy, drink it, Saint-Cyr, this is Your destiny is also your return."

Seeing the pale golden holy medicine in front of him with a holy aura, Syl swallowed.

Gan, my wife has no faith!

Chapter 16 No.16 I seem to have found a bug

"System! System save me!"

Searle frantically summoned the system in his heart.

"Hi, may I help you^^"

"Can I drink this medicine? I don't believe in the goddess of hope at all. Will something happen if I drink it?" Syl looked at the holy medicine in front of him, his body gradually stiffened.

"What's the matter? Saint-Cyr?" Seeing that the Cyrle in front of him suddenly fell silent, Sharon asked with some doubts.

"No...it's nothing..." Seale frantically urged the system in his heart while delaying time.

"Of course, just don't raise too high ^^_"

Syl figured it out, and the system would like to make some hell face expressions when things were not so serious.

Hearing that the system said it was all right, Searle was relieved a little.

Reaching out to take the holy medicine from Sharon's hand, Syl asked with some concern, "Uh...does it have any side effects? This medicine."

"This is just the first bottle of holy medicine of the first holy ladder. With the qualifications of a saint, there is no problem." Sharon saw Syl's nervousness, and comforted her with a smile, "And I am watching you .”

"Hmm...Okay," Syl took the holy medicine, and it wasn't cold, and the bottle was even slightly hot.

"Do you want to drink it now?" Syl shook the bottle and looked at Sharon and blinked.

Sharon nodded and explained: "Yes, digesting the first bottle of holy medicine as soon as possible to prepare for the next two bottles will allow you to gain some self-protection ability faster."

"Self-protection ability?" Searle asked curiously, "Is it the same as that bad guy, the ability to release wind from his hands?"

Looking at Searle's appearance, Sharon couldn't help but think of her bloody look when she first found her, which made Sharon feel a little distressed.

This simple and poor child in front of her has endured pain that she shouldn't have to bear at her age, may the goddess bless...

Sharon comforted softly: "Of course not. The abilities of the Goddess of Hope are very gentle, unlike those magicians who only know how to pursue destructive power."

"Oh..." Syl lowered his head slightly, a little disappointed.

Is it really a nanny?

Although I can probably guess from my memory that it is a nanny church, otherwise Sharon would not have been able to be dragged on for so long.

Damn it, can't it be a handsome mage?Even if it is Jinfu Shengti!

Crack the skull with a strong hand!Bow people's prestige!Deliberately punch!Breathtaking!

But now you can only add blood to others.

"Nurse is the nanny, use the character card to drink other holy medicine." Syl thought so, raised the holy medicine in his hand, and drank it down.

The holy medicine hurts the throat and heart.

It felt like swallowing a small sun into his throat, and Syl's whole body glowed, so white that it was almost transparent.All blood vessels, veins and arteries are clearly visible to the naked eye.

A burst of warmth stretched from the stomach to the blood vessels and then spread to the whole body, making Searle's exhausted spirit recover to its best.

After a long time, the white light on Syl's body gradually faded away, just when Syl thought everything was coming to an end.

A voice appeared in Searle's mind.

"Boring." "What are you searching for? Why do you need to help the system search? No matter how you think about it, it's going to be too much trouble, right?"

"The poor? What does that matter to you? Don't you feel pitiful sympathy for that little girl?"

"Boring." "Just ignore everything." "Just lie here forever! Sleep forever!!"

"Anyway, you're a saint!!! Even if you don't do anything, you won't starve to death..."

Just when Searle was in a daze, the babbling in his head gradually turned into a howl, and then turned into notes similar to mental pollution, constantly stimulating Searle's nerves.

What exactly is this sound?It actually knows the system! ?

Syl frowned, and shook his head vigorously, as if trying to get rid of the voice in his mind.

"Saint-Cyr, don't worry, it's just the ravings left by the holy medicine in your mind." Sharon stood up from the stool, sat next to Syr, and stroked her head with her hand, "This is the trial given to us by the goddess." , Everyone hears and feels differently, it depends on your own decision to complete the ceremony."

"Just follow your own heart. With the protection of the goddess, there will be no problems. You can digest it yourself, and call me if you have something to do." After speaking, Sharon stood up, ready to give Syl a quiet space to digest the information alone.

After Sharon walked out of the room, Syl struggled to sit up on the bed, panting slightly, and the suspenders of the nightgown slipped down her shoulders without her noticing.

"System...system?" Searle called out in his heart.

"What's the matter?"

"Holy medicine...that voice..." Syl frowned, thinking carefully, "How do I feel, it's the same as what I heard on the clown card doctor card?"

"That really capped my old baby^^"

Although the system's answer was very unserious, Syl felt vaguely that his character card seemed to have some kind of connection with the holy rank.

"By the way, there is one more thing about the system." Syl seemed to think of something, and smiled with the corners of his mouth. "After the character card is upgraded, will the new character inherit the old character's ability and holy rank?"

"Of course it's inherited, it's essentially the same character^^"

"What about the negative ravings? Will it inherit the past?" Syl continued to ask.