System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

[Physician]: "I think you should say a few words...Little Sear's mood can be better..."

Although he didn't manipulate his body by himself, the feeling of touch would actually be transmitted to Searle, as if he was actually there... No, it was just on the spot, there was no sense of it.

Just when Syl was about to struggle away, he felt his lips were bitten hard.

Immediately afterwards, Testi stood up straight, as if nothing had happened, and sat on the stool opposite Syl.

Testi's savage bite just now made Syl's lip start to ooze blood... It's like a wild beast marking its prey.

That's why the love saint said that the process is better than the result... because this kind of possessive violent maniac will be more violent in bed, and the experience is not as good as other cuties.

After all, I still like the feeling of taking the initiative.

At this time, the halo of holy light on Syl's left hand also slowly disappeared. Syl shook his left hand a little bit, and he could no longer feel any pain except for a little numbness and stiffness.

"By the way, Your Majesty Testi, where is... my friend?" Now that the biggest boss has been won, Syl began to ask about the business.

"Are you suspecting that I'm lying to you?" Testi raised her eyelids and glanced at Searle lightly, as if she was very dissatisfied with Searle's words, "I said I would release it, and I will send it back the same way."

"Ahem, I'm not questioning, I'm just a little curious." Searle cleared his throat slightly to ease the embarrassment of having no topic.

While Testi stared at him, Syl thought for a moment, stood up and said:

"Since there's nothing else to do, shall I go first?"

"Huh?" Queen Testi stared at Syl, who stood up, and said slowly, "Little Sylvie, you seem to have forgotten something."

"Ah?" Lover, who had long forgotten what he had promised before, scratched his head in confusion, "What is it?"

Seeing Syl's appearance, Queen Testi smiled instead of anger. She hooked her fingers and signaled Syl to go over.

Syl already had a rough idea of ​​what Testi was going to ask, and he seemed to have promised her that he would tell her about the organization.

When Searle came to Testi's side, Testy patted his thigh lightly, motioning Searle to sit on it.

Good guy.

Searle gasped.

I am taller than you, if you want to hug, I will hug you, okay...

But as long as it is to get close to a beautiful woman, no matter what the method is, the love saint can accept it.

So Searle sat on it without any hesitation.

Queen Testi held Syl's slender waist with one hand, put the other hand on Syl's thigh and kneaded it gently, and said softly:

"You forgot to tell me about the organization...and...when did I allow you to leave my side?"

If this sentence is spoken by ordinary people, it must be greasy enough to give Searle goose bumps.

But for the powerful and powerful queen to speak out, it doesn't feel out of line.

Especially this queen is good-looking and has a good figure and temperament.

"Your Majesty Testi...I can help you undercover in that organization...Of course I have to go back." Syl made up a lie casually.

Syl's words made Testi frowned. She narrowed her eyes and thought for a while before saying:

"It's too dangerous for you. You said that the people in your organization are very strong."

"For you, I am willing to take risks, Your Majesty." At such a time, the lover still does not forget to continue to increase his favorability.

"Tell me the name of the organization first...tell me everything you know."

After speaking, Testi pulled Syl into her arms with both hands, then put her face on Syl's back, and took a greedy breath while holding Syl.

Syl, who had long been immune to slut behavior, pursed her lips and began to think about what could be said and what should be kept secret.

"The name of the organization..."

[Love Saint]: "Hey, little Searle, what do you think is a good name?"

【Love Saint】: "Lovely little Searle?"

Lover asked for help in his mind, but Searle didn't pay any attention to her.

No way, she could only bite the bullet and say:

"Actually, I don't know the name of the organization... because I was pulled in by a friend, and we are all low-level operators."

"I don't know?" Queen Testi turned Syl's head slightly with her hand, looked into her eyes and asked, "Are you sure?"

"I really don't know." Searle's eyes were very innocent, and there was no sign of lying.

Because she really doesn't know.

Belonging is not compiled yet.

There is only one person's organization in total, who knows what to call it.

Tool people?Do everything yourself?

Seeing Syl's expression, Queen Testi was a little speechless.

She rubbed Syl's head helplessly, sighed and said in a tone of hatred:

"An organization whose name you don't even know, you just added it..."

"I only added it after listening to their ideas."

"What concept?"

Searle replied without hesitation:

"evolution."

After hearing this, Testi showed a little doubt on his face.

"evolution?"

Seeing something interesting, Seale started to make up ideas on the spot.

"Yes, evolution... We believe that whether it is potion or holy medicine, it is a way of evolution... and the top of evolution is the gods."

Hearing this, even Queen Testi, who had always remained calm, opened her eyes wide.

The concept of this organization is a bit too scary...

Whether it is a potion or a holy medicine, the ultimate goal is to go to the kingdom of God of their respective gods, hoping to obtain bliss and eternal life in His kingdom of God.

Especially potion users, after reaching the fifth level, they gradually began to pursue some strange beliefs, which caused the potion to collapse... Because potion is not like holy medicine, it has no one to worship object.

This is also one of the reasons why the fifth level of promotion for playing potion is far less than that of holy medicine.

But this organization... actually wants to...become a god?

Crazy.

In addition to these two words, there is no other better adjective.

"So, you think so too?" Testi already knew the answer in his heart, but he couldn't help but want to ask Syl for verification.

No way, this news is too shocking.

In a world where gods exist, preach about being a god or something.

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have added it." Syl nodded.

Testi lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked:

"Then... who else is your member?"

"The clown, the silver crow... As for the rest, although there are still some, I don't know any of them." Syl said sincerely.

"Clown...Silver Crow...Are these two members of the organization?" Testi let go of Syl's hand and leaned on the back of the chair, seemingly lost in thought .

These two are people that Testi knows...one recently stirred up the storm in Ibiza, and the other...is an old monster that has survived for at least three 400 years.... ..

Of the two, the Clown acted in a high-profile manner, while the Silver Crow was extremely low-key, rarely showing his face.

But they all have weirdness, and their behavior is extremely weird, making it impossible for people to guess what their actions are for.

"Compared to them, you seem a bit out of place..." Testi stretched out her hand in front of Searle, and began to move restlessly, "You are much simpler than them."

"Indeed, it's hard not to support it." Seale nodded quickly, seeming to agree with Testi's statement.

It is said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and now whatever Searle does, it will be beautified and rationalized in Testy's eyes. Even if Searle stabs at Testy now, Testy will make up for Searle by himself Reasons not to, and forgive her.

This is the power of love.

Just when Testi's hand was about to reach into Searle's clothes, Searle stood up directly, tidied his clothes a little, looked at Testi and said:

"It's getting late, Tess should have been waiting outside for a long time."

In fact, it was just an excuse for Tess to wait outside for a long time. If Syl would not be angry, it would be fine for the Lover to play with the Queen for a day inside...

But now Love Saint has to think about it, if he does too much, Syl may get mad.

"You don't seem to want to get close to me." Testi looked at Syl who stood up and questioned.

"It takes some time to develop a relationship, Your Highness Testi." Syl put the glove on his left hand again, and said with a smile, "I am a traditional person."

Testi seemed a little disappointed that Syl left her embrace voluntarily, but she still pretended not to care, and said lightly:

"Oh... I'm not in a hurry... my Sylvie..."

At this moment, the love saint lost control of his body, and the calm smile that had been hanging on Searle's face also disappeared.

The smile just disappeared from Searle's face for a moment, and then hung up again, making people feel that Searle who was indifferent at that moment just now was just an illusion.

At this time, Syl, who regained control of his body, looked at Testi with a smirk and asked:

"Honey, I have a question for you."

"I like this title, and I allow you to keep calling it that in the future." Testi seemed to be in a better mood because of this title, and she asked with a smile, "Really, what's the matter?"

"Earl Elizabeth, how much do you know about her?" Syl asked calmly.

"Earl Elizabeth?" Upon hearing this name, Testi's expression changed. She looked into Syl's eyes and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

Seale looked at Testi's face, not going to let go of any slight change in her expression.

"She's blocking members of the organization," Syl said slowly, "If you don't have a good relationship with her, I can let the people in the organization kill her freely."

"If you have a good relationship with her, you can remind her to restrain herself..."

After Syl finished speaking, he carefully observed the changes in Testi's expression.