System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

As soon as the towel landed on Syl's graceful arches, Syl, who was sitting on the chair, had his eyelids twitch a little.

The buzzing in Ashara's mind had almost dissipated, she keenly sensed this change in Syl, raised her head and stood up, looking at Syl.

However, Ashara's mood was still a little nervous. She didn't know whether the one who woke up now would be a complete Syl, or a Syl who had been destroyed by Sharon and had a broken memory.

It's just that under Ashara's nervousness, he forgot to put Syl's right foot down, and still tightly held Syl's little foot in his hand.

As Ashara stood up, she even lifted Syl's entire leg, but Ashara didn't notice this, she focused all her energy on observing Syl's mental power.

Under Ashara's spiritual vision, the light spot in Syl's mind gradually became clear, and the light quickly recovered, even more dazzling than before.

After Syl's eyelashes trembled a little, Syl's eyes slowly opened, but his eyes looked a little weak, but his body tensed up slightly.

It seems that they are still in battle.

When Syl's eyes gradually focused, she saw Ashara in front of her, and the muscles in her whole body relaxed again. She looked at the archbishop in front of her, and smiled with some difficulty.

Immediately afterwards, Syl looked down at his body with some doubts, and then slowly raised his head.

"Big... archbishop... this... is not allowed..."

Ashara: "?"

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PS: I owe 10 chapters——

555, I have to take a five-hour bus ride back to school on the weekend, I vomited... I am very sorry that there are still only normal 4K words today...

Or talk about something happy, such as the feature film——

[1. Nuwa was laughing while pinching people, Pangu asked in puzzlement: Why are you laughing? 】

[Nuwa: To be a human being, the most important thing is to be happy]

[2. As a well-known person, Xiao Ming has always kept a low profile when playing the king, until today Xiao Ming was exposed, and his teammates asked him:]

【"Are you an actor?"】

[3. The baby next to me was crying all the time when I was eating with my friend. My friend said it was not easy, let me think about it in another place]

[Now that I'm in the stroller, it's still annoying. 】

Good night... Let's count the tickets and comfort the children...

Chapter 161 Chapter 150 Chapter 4000 The Saint of Salvation ([-]-word chapter) (revised)

Can't it?

What can't?

Ashara blinked her eyes in some doubts, not quite understanding what Syl was talking about.

Afterwards, Ashara looked down along Syl's line of sight, and saw that she was still holding Syl's foot, as if she lifted her leg up.

Moreover, Sylah's upper body was softly restrained by Ashara with the energy of the holy light, so it wouldn't make Syl uncomfortable, but it could still make Syl immobilized.

"Oh." Archbishop Ashara nodded lightly, as if he understood something, he still held Syl's foot with his right hand, put the towel aside with his left hand, and snapped his fingers.

"clatter--"

Following Ashara's snap of her fingers, the familiar three holy lights helped Syl cover her body.

Then, Ashara continued to hold the towel and helped Syl wipe her feet.

Seale: "..."

A drop of water slid from Syl's forehead.

She thought it was water dripping from her hair, but it turned out that the archbishop had left her speechless.

Originally, when Searle was in a coma just now, there was darkness in front of him, and he vaguely felt that he had entered a warm embrace.

Moreover, there was a faint light constantly, dispelling the darkness in front of him, allowing his spirit to slowly recover.

Syl's consciousness briefly passed out again, but this time, Syl quickly felt a warm liquid enveloping her, and soon, her consciousness began to slowly wake up.

After waking up, the first thing Seale did was tense his muscles.

In her subconscious mind, the battle is not over yet, and she passed out during the battle, so it is unknown what happened when she woke up.

But no matter how much she tried to move her body, she found that she couldn't move, only her fingers and toes could move slightly.

At the same time, there was also a feeling of drowsiness oppressing Syl, making her thinking a little confused.

This feeling is similar to the feeling of draining one's energy when practicing the hand of redemption, but it is more serious.

It wasn't until Syl opened his eyes with difficulty that he saw the familiar Archbishop Ashara in front of him.

It's just that the archbishop's actions at this time are a little bit wrong.

Syl felt as if he was enveloped by a soft holy light. Although he didn't feel any discomfort, his body couldn't move.

And my body is still... chilly...

This shameful posture almost made Syl's face flush, but when Syl tensed up, he suddenly thought of what the lover had done, and his face still blushed.

Syl felt a little annoyed.

Syl, Syl, what scene have you never seen before, why are you so embarrassed by this little scene...

Shy... woo woo woo, what the fuck is this?Why did I sit on the chair when I woke up?

Compared to passive acceptance, Searle still prefers to take the initiative, which is also likely to be influenced by the lover.

But even in such a complicated state of mind, Syl still couldn't hold back his mouth, wanting to see Archbishop Ashara's reaction.

Obviously, Archbishop Ashara reacted quite straight.

She directly helped Syl apply the holy light mosaic, and then continued what she was doing just now.

"That... Archbishop..." After being depressed for a while, Syl, who was sitting on a chair, looked at Archbishop Ashara who was squatting in front of him and asked, "What's the situation now? "

Syl only remembered that he swung that blow with the last of his strength, and after the attack, he completely lost his strength and fell into a coma.

But now that Archbishop Ashara appeared in front of him, it meant that he must have been saved by the Archbishop.

"You, serious, overdrawn." Archbishop Ashara seemed to help Syl wipe his legs clean, stood up, put the towel aside, and said calmly, "Don't move around."

"Oh..." Syl nodded, and closed his mouth reluctantly.

Then, the holy light used to fix Syl disappeared, and just as Syl was about to slide off the chair, Ashara hugged Syl directly with both hands.

The body suddenly flew into the air, making Syl subconsciously want to stretch out his arms to hug Ashara's neck, but he couldn't exert all his strength, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his arms.

A chance to hold Archbishop Ashara in an open and aboveboard situation disappeared in front of Syl.

Ashara hugged Searle, and walked out of the bathroom steadily.

It could be seen that Ashara was trying her best not to shake herself when walking, so as not to affect Syl.

Ashara hugged Silpin and walked slowly to the bed, gently placed Silpin on the bed, stretched out her hand to help Silpin sleep well with the pillow, and finally covered Silpin with the quilt.

At this moment, Syl, who was still a little groggy, remembered something belatedly.

"By the way... Archbishop..." Searle asked in a weak voice, "Where is Sharon...? Where is Sandy..."

Searle really wanted to know where his opponent in this battle was now. If Sharon was still alive after being hit by him, then Searle would be completely helpless.

"It's outside." Aisha pointed at the closed door, looked at Syl's pupils, and explained, "It's sealed."

"She... can't come out again, can she?" Syl didn't know that Sharon had entered his sea of ​​consciousness when he was unconscious, so he explained nervously to Ashara, "She wants to my body......"

"Hmm..." Seeing Syl's frightened look on the bed, Ashara's heart twitched a little. She stretched out her hand to help Syl smooth the hair on her forehead, and comforted her. . "never mind......"

"Okay..." Hearing Ashara's assurance, Syl felt relieved, closed his eyes, and after a while, opened them again to look at Ashara.

"Also, something?" Ashara looked into Syl's eyes, her voice couldn't help softening, "Alright, rest."

"Sandy... is she still alive?" Searle asked slightly nervously, "She is protecting me."

Without Sandy's cooperation this time, Searle might not be able to defeat Sharon with all his might, and Searle will never forget this.

"She is, the puppet." Ashara looked at Searle with some doubts, and after noticing Searle's worried eyes, Aishara rubbed Searle's head with his hands.

"Okay, I'll fix her...heal..." Ashara thought that Syl didn't know that Sandy was just a puppet, but she changed the word 'repair' to 'healing' '.

"Thank you... Archbishop..." Feeling Archbishop Ashara's hand caressing his head, Syl's drowsiness became more and more intense.

Syl, who was lying on the bed, finally couldn't bear the feeling of extreme exhaustion, closed his eyes, and fell asleep directly.

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In the middle of the night, in the Holy See of the Goddess of Hope, on the top floor, in the room of the saint, there is only a little candle light illuminating the room.

Syl woke up from the coma again.

Although the groggy feeling in the head and the exhaustion in the soul were only slightly reduced, the physical hunger and thirst overwhelmed the mental exhaustion.

Before Syl opened his eyes, he felt a little bit of warm liquid around his mouth, moistening his lips.

Syl stretched out her pink tongue and licked her lips, then slowly opened her eyes and looked towards the ceiling.

"Syl! Are you awake?"

Following a familiar exclamation, Syl turned his head slowly, and saw a cute girl with short brown hair who was putting down the water glass in her hand and looked at Sill excitedly.

"Sig...ma?" Syl blinked in disbelief, looked at the friend in front of him whose eyes were already moist, and asked softly, "Why are you here... ..."

"You've been in a coma for two days..." Sigma wiped his tears with his hand, and looked at Syl with a pursed mouth, "After I learned the news from the newspaper, I immediately asked for leave from the monastery. "

"Did you come here by yourself?" Syl moved his hands tentatively, and found that he could move easily, so he supported his body with his elbows and sat up with the pillow behind him.

"Yeah...be careful." Seeing Syl like this, Sigma quickly stood up, helped Syl to help her sit up.

Looking at the friend who was anxious for him in front of him, Syl felt a little moved.

Syl has walked this road, of course he knows how dangerous this road is, especially for a young girl.