System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

The three terrified faces faced the outside, and the tentacles produced by the backlash of the holy medicine tightly surrounded them. The remaining black tentacles danced chaotically in the air, and the madness and evil thoughts of this "monster" were also rapidly rising.

As if they were too noisy, Syl stretched out his free right hand casually, and pointed his left hand lightly in the direction of the horrible lump of meat.

That crazy ball of meat, which seemed to have no intelligence, stretched out its tentacles on the spot as if it had encountered some extreme fear.

And it was still moving towards the corner of the wall, leaving a puddle of black pus on the ground.

Silna grasped the bandaged left hand with only four fingers.

The ball of flesh wrapped by the tentacles exploded directly, as if the fear in the body had been "detonated" by physics.

Black pus and tentacles splattered all over the bishop.

But even the blood seemed to fear Syl, and the circle around Syl remained clean.

The bishop seemed to be in a daze, looking at the thin "child" inlaid with a sickle in Searle's hand, his lips trembling, and he didn't care about the life and death of his companion behind him.

"This... is your fear?" Syl's slightly hoarse voice was hollow and distant, as if echoing from hell.

But the bishop in front of him seemed to be on the verge of collapse. He shook his head nervously and said to himself, "No...no! No, no, no..."

Syl raised his hand slowly, and raised the huge sickle in front of the bishop. The "little boy" on it suddenly opened his empty eyes and showed a terrifying smile at the bishop.

Just like a decayed mummy smiling.

"God...Father...what are you doing...what are you doing..."

The boy made a sound like a broken tape recorder, full of noisy voices and random and meaningless repetition.

But these words had a strong impact on the bishop, and seemed to bring up a painful memory from the depths of his soul that still lingers in his nightmare.

"Do not!!!"

Marlen punched the little boy in the face like crazy, the boy's withered face instantly shattered and turned into ashes, but the ashes condensed again and returned to the boy's appearance.

If you look closely, the boy's face is [-]% similar to that of Bishop Mullen.

Mullen's protruding eyeballs rolled uneasily, and the bloodshot lines were clearly visible on the eyeballs.

"Damn...damn!!!"

"Why did he become a cardinal! Damn it! I want him to die! I want the whole church to die!!!"

Marlon's eyes were yelling incoherently, and his hands kept crushing the face in front of him that reminded him of fear.

But in the end, the second he paused.

The face inlaid on the sickle changed.

No longer a boy, but an old man with gray hair, hollow eyes, and what seems to be a benevolent smile on his face forever.

Syl knew that this was a cardinal at the top of the church, one of the few cardinals in cardinals.

And he, it seems, is the real source of Mullen's fear.

"Ah! Ugh!" Mullen suddenly took two steps back in panic. He looked at this face, and his body under the white robe couldn't stop shaking.

He lowered his head, hugged his head with his hands like a child, and screamed:

"I was wrong! I was wrong...I won't say anything...I won't say anything..."

The old man inlaid on the sickle slowly smiled, and asked gently:

"No... what did you say?"

Maren seemed to have completely sunk into a nightmare. He arched his body, held his head in his hands, and pulled his hair fiercely, as if recalling something disgusting, he knelt down on the ground, frantically I retched.

But since he drank only a little water, he was unable to spit anything out.

"Ugh... I... I won't tell what you did, I won't tell what happened in the monastery, I... Of course I don't hold grudges These, I will not tell you about Earl Elizabeth coming to see you, and I have not been threatened by you to blow me up..."

Marlon shivered as if no one was around, he knelt on the ground as if he blamed himself, kowtowed his head heavily, and said something.

At this time, Fina, who had already closed her eyes, couldn't help opening them slightly.

She looked at the bishop who was kneeling on the ground in front of her, and her emotions had completely collapsed due to fear, and her heart tightened slightly.

Fina didn't dare to look at her mentor again, but quickly closed her eyes. Her calf was also trembling slightly. Even if she was on the mentor's side, she felt a little scared.

[Clown]: "Tch, boring, is the disgusting church even more frightening than me?"

After leaving only such a paragraph, the clown voluntarily gave up the control of this body.

Syl quickly released the transformation of [Thing of Horror], and his figure of more than three meters tall quickly shrank to 1.7 meters eight, and even the black robe became the original dark red suit.

Syl looked at the bishop who had completely collapsed kneeling on the ground, and slowly put on the gloves again.

Immediately afterwards, Syl turned around and left. Fina at the side opened her eyes when she heard the footsteps, and turned to look at the instructor who had already walked up the stairs.

Fina raised her hand, wanting to ask the bishop what to do, but Fina didn't dare to ask.

Looking at Maren who was kneeling on the ground, Fina sighed softly.

Basically everything can be deduced from the fragmented scenes and words just now.

This Bishop Maren was forced by a certain priest to do certain... not very good things when he was a child in the monastery.

This kind of coercion behind the scenes is not even suffered by Mullen alone, and many people may have suffered from this kind of pain.

But when Mullen climbed up, he found that being promoted to a bishop could not solve this fear—because the perpetrator had already climbed higher than him.

And the coercion continued, and even in the end, he was forced to blew himself up, but he couldn't get rid of this fear.

It is hoped that most of the monastery's shelters are homeless or abandoned children. Bishop Maren, who has suffered such inhuman treatment since childhood, has not even had the slightest thought of resistance until now.

Earl Elizabeth...

This is the information the instructor wants, as for the others, the instructor should ignore it.

"Ugh......"

Fina sighed, and manipulated the puppet to pour the sleeping potion on the poor man who had a nervous breakdown.

I hope he can forget his previous memories after recovering from this mental breakdown, or simply become a lunatic, which is better than being awake.

Fina probably also knew the reason why her mentor didn't do anything to Bishop Mullen.

Because although the mentor is crazy, sometimes she does things according to her heart and is not bound by the rules, but every time she kills, she almost persecutes the disadvantaged, the so-called master.

But now, Fina finally understands why the mentor would also think of doing something about the Hope Church, which is also "robbing the rich and helping the poor".

It feels like there is no high-level person in Suramar City - this is Fina's subjective impression.

After the bishop fell asleep again, Fina stepped onto the steps and left the cellar.

The door was closed, and only a sleeping bishop wearing a mask of pain remained in the cellar flickering by candlelight, as well as broken tentacles and splattered black blood all over the floor.

After walking up again and seeing the morning sun above, Fina felt that the oppressive and fearful atmosphere just now had eased a bit.

Fina saw the mentor leaning against the dining table with his eyes closed, his face was calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

And Pei'er stood aside with a flushed face, looking a little at a loss.

Fina blinked her eyes, and cast a puzzled look at Pei'er.

Pei'er walked up to Fina cautiously, and said in a low voice:

"I didn't know why just now, but I suddenly remembered something that scared me, so I hid there and cried... Then when I recovered, I was seen by the clown who came up... "

If you look carefully, there seems to be some undried tears on Pei'er's face.

Pei'er didn't seem to understand that even if she spoke in such a low voice, she would still be heard by the instructor. Fina also smiled and rubbed Pei'er's head and said:

"It's okay, the instructor won't mind these things."

Fina glanced at her mentor again, then whispered:

"You go up first."

"Okay." Knowing that Fina was going to discuss something with her mentor, Pei Er nodded sensiblely, took off her apron and trotted upstairs.

After Pei'er's figure disappeared in the corridor, Fei Na stood beside the mentor.

Although the mentor just now made people tremble, but after the trembling, Fina felt some pride and joy in her heart.

The mentor is still the original mentor...and stronger than I imagined!

This discovery made Fina very happy, and even made her feelings for her mentor even deeper.

"Fina." Syl opened her eyes and called out.

"Yes!" Fina, who was standing beside Syl, straightened her body and replied.

"Investigate this Earl Elizabeth."

"Okay, mentor."

The moment Fina agreed, the "civilians" wandering outside the street suddenly scattered in all directions as if they had been inspired by something.

The originally lively street suddenly turned into a ghost street, and there was no one to be seen.

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PS:

Well, I made an appointment with a little anchor to teach me how to draw tonight, so I will only update 4K tonight, huh.

O bubble time is up——

[1. Xiaohong, a high school student, was doing an organic chemistry synthesis route question. After reading it for a long time, she didn't know how to write it. 】

【Xiao Ming took a look aside and asked, "You want carboxyl, right?"】

[2. My wife gave birth today, please ask for a good name, surname Gu]

[Answer: Gu Huo Cub]

[3. I am a Scorpio, suspicious by nature, and do not believe in constellations. 】

Go to bed early, everyone, it should be summer vacation soon, right?