System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

What shocked Syl the most was Ashara's back.Countless translucent and slender tentacles glowing with golden light grew from her back, waving frantically on both sides behind her, the whole picture looked horrifying and had a sense of holy beauty.

As if he had noticed the change in Searle, maybe it was Searle's illusion, the corners of Ashara's mouth in front of him curled up slightly.

"very good."

After speaking, as if to answer Syl's doubts, Ashara's body gradually floated up, her right hand was clenched tightly, and the huge power of the holy light gathered in her hand, and a huge golden spear appeared. The body shape is in stark contrast.

"Holy Rank Five—The Glorious One."

This might be the most fluent sentence Ashara said.

In the gray and white world, she was like a powerful god, floating high in the air, bringing a strong sense of oppression to Syl.

When Syl was in shock and didn't recover, Ashara released her state and slowly landed from the air.

I don't know if it was because of the loss of Syl's support or some other reason, Syl quit the state of spiritual vision, and the golden light that was gathering and dissipating in his eyes disappeared.

Before the fallen Ashara could stand still, Syl rushed up, grabbed Ashara's shoulders with both hands excitedly and shook: "It's so handsome, Sister Ashara! How did you do it? I also Want to fly!"

"Ahem..." As if startled by Syl's sudden surprise attack, Ashara took two steps back and coughed a little to cover up her embarrassment.

"Trial, goddess, gift, holy rank five." Ashara shook her shoulders a little uncomfortably, wanting her saintess to stop pinching her shoulders.

After all, he is an elderly person, and if he is treated like this by a junior, he doesn't know how to be laughed at when he is seen by others.

"Holy rank five... so high..." Syl asked curiously, "How many holy ranks are there?"

"Holy rank seven."

"Then Sister Sharon must be even more powerful. How high is Sister Sharon?"

"...Holy Step Five."

"I hope that the Holy Order mastered by the Goddess Cult is not complete, host."

"In the follow-up mission, you may be able to extract the next holy medicine."

"But this system still recommends not to follow the path that others have walked."

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Chapter 25 What is covering my eyes?

Listening to the system's voice echoing in his mind, Syl looked at the silent Ashara in front of him, as if he understood something.

Perhaps for a long time, for some unknown reason, there was a break in the inheritance of the Holy Order of the Goddess of Hope.

This led to the powerhouses of the entire church, the archbishops including the pope, staying at the fifth holy rank.

With such a few clues at present, we can only infer this.

Knowing that these things are beyond the current self's control, Syl no longer thinks too much, and instead smiles: "When will I become so powerful..."

"Yes, definitely." Ashara nodded lightly, also bypassing this topic.

After Ashara finished speaking, the air fell into silence.

As if remembering something, Ashara suddenly turned her head and looked at the position of her shoulder.

Syl also followed Ashara's line of sight, only to realize that his hand was still pinching Ashara's shoulder.

"Hmm..." Searle hid his embarrassment with a cough, and silently took his hand back.

Ashara's shoulders are round, and the softness of the skin inside can be felt through the fabric. To be honest, if Syl hadn't been unable to beat her, he would definitely have hugged her and lifted her up now.

There is no other meaning, it's just that I have a good impression of the cute child, although this "child" is old enough to be his ancestor.

"By the way," Searle thought silently in his heart, "maybe now is a good time to knock sideways and ask if I can go out alone."

"Bishop Ashara," Syl moved his body a little closer to Ashara's direction, and asked curiously, "Now that I'm in the newspaper, will I be targeted by many bad guys, will it be dangerous? ?”

He deliberately used a naive tone that was a little more in line with his own age group, but under Searle's clear and pure gaze, there was no sense of disobedience.

But Ashara didn't feel this way, when she saw Syl leaning towards her, she even silently took a step back.

Ashara shook her head slowly: "I'm here, not in danger."

"Then can I go out to play alone?" Syl asked seemingly casually.

Unexpectedly, just after finishing this sentence, Syl received an unexpected answer.

"can."

Hearing Ashara's answer, Syl was obviously stunned.

Syl was still thinking about how to persuade Ashara to go out alone, why did he agree?

Then, under Syl's gaze, Aishara stretched out his hand and recited a few words that Syl could not understand.

Obviously nothing happened around, but Syl felt a sense of peace in his heart for no reason.

As if realizing something, Searle shouted directly to the system in his heart: "System, Spirit Vision."

The spirit vision was activated instantly, and Syl looked around like old black and white photos, but found nothing.

But when she looked down at her chest, she found that there was a small golden round shield floating quietly around her, sometimes floating above her head and sometimes behind her, irregularly.

After meditating to make the system turn off his spirit vision, Syl looked up at Ashara: "This is?"

"Dangerous, read it silently, my name." Ashara said word by word, "Ashara Swanepoel."

Ashhara Swanepoel?

Syl subconsciously repeated the name in his mind.

Then, something unexpected happened.

Following Syl's silent recitation in his heart, the golden shield that just happened to float over his head shone brightly, and Ashara in front of him disappeared instantly.

In the next second, Ashara appeared above Syl's head - where the little golden shield was originally.

Searle only felt a sudden blackness in front of his eyes, and he didn't know what was covering his whole head.

She also felt that there seemed to be something warm and soft pressing on her head, and there were two slender, unknown objects pressing against her shoulders.

In the darkness, Syl seemed to smell something with a milky smell, which was faint and fragrant, which made people feel a little bit uplifted.

Even if she bought a bottle of holy medicine, Syl, whose strength was only a little better than that of ordinary girls, couldn't bear the heavy pressure after this moment, and her body fell to one side.

Before he fell down, Syl's eyes were back to light, and he only had time to see a small figure clutching his nun's skirt, trotting aside.

"Boom-"

Syl fell heavily on the carpet, but fortunately there was a soft carpet, Syl didn't feel any pain.

"Hmm..." Syl sat up on the ground, rubbed his head, and asked a little confusedly, "What happened?"

But Syl, who raised his head, could only see Ashara with his back turned to him.

Getting up from the ground, Syl looked at Ashara in front of him and asked curiously:

"Archbishop Ashara, I seemed to see you disappearing suddenly just now, and then my eyes were completely dark, and I couldn't see anything."

"Do you know what happened?"

But no matter how Syl asked, Ashara refused to turn around, but Syl could clearly see that there was a slight abnormal blush on Ashara's pink ears.

Syl raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and continued to ask: "I seem to have also heard about a fragrant smell, which I think smells good. Is this your divine art, Archbishop Ashara? Can I have the honor to see it again? "

Of course Syl knew that it was because of his subconscious chanting just now that the magic spell blessed on him was triggered, and Ashara was teleported to his side.

But why it came from the top of the head, Syl was not quite clear.

But this kind of opportunity, how can I let it go, I must play it well!If you don't dare to flirt with a cute girl who is stupid, then what kind of person is he! ?

"Don't think about it..."

Syl only heard Ashara reply in a low voice, and then read the same incomprehensible words as last time, Syl felt the familiar sense of security again.

"Dangerous, read my name, usually, don't read it."

After dropping such a sentence, without giving Syl a chance to speak, Ashara raised her right hand high, a golden spear appeared, and then Ashara disappeared in an instant.

I don't know where it was sent to.

"Can you summon Ashara by calling her full name..." Syl rolled her hair with her hands, thinking silently in her heart, "This is a convenient ability... .”

"For example, when you take a bath, recite your full name to ask Ashara to come over with you... Forget it, I feel that if Archbishop Ashara becomes angry, he will really beat me..."

"Wait? What if Archbishop Ashara is taking a bath when I summon him?"

Syl found that she had found a way to restrain this magic.

Chapter 26 Chapter 26 Preparations before going out

"System, do you know what the magic technique was just now?"

"It's just a magical teleportation spell that the glorious must carry. This is one of its uses."

"Transformation will not be detected by divine arts, please rest assured the host."