System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Because Syl knew that the mastermind behind this scene hadn't died, but was alive and well, and might be watching this side through some other means.

"His Royal Highness Syl! Your Highness Syl!"

An angry voice came from afar, and Syl looked up, and saw a bearded cardinal rushing to his side in an instant.

"Your Highness, thanks to you, the danger is lifted and everything is over..." The cardinal looked at Syl with a smile, crossed his hands in front of him, and said with a smile, "Goddess bless you!"

Syl shook his head and said in a low voice:

"No, Bishop. We lost."

Syl pointed to the mess of clothes around him, but didn't speak.She could no longer speak the words that followed.

The bishop, who hadn't experienced the whole picture, looked at the direction Syl was pointing at and frowned slightly.

He didn't quite understand why there were so many clothes in the same place... This place is not engaged in wholesale clothes...

The faint smell of blood in the air stimulated the bishop's sense of smell, he suddenly thought of something, and said with some surprise:

"all these are......."

A flash of inspiration flashed through the bishop's mind. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the high platform in the center of the square.

At this time, on the high platform, there was a luxurious piece of clothing lying quietly, a red and white cloak, scattered on the ground, stained with some dust that shouldn't have been on it.

"Female... queen she..."

The bishop's voice began to stutter, but he couldn't utter a word.

More and more investigators began to gather in the center of the square and began to collect evidence for this incident.

I'm afraid it won't take long for this matter to spread quickly.

Queen, was killed.

And it was directly obliterated by an indescribable monster.

I'm afraid that only Searle who was at the scene knew who the culprit of this incident was.

Earl Elizabeth, she killed the Queen.

why?

What is her purpose in doing this?

Even if she kills the queen, according to the inheritance law, it is impossible for her to inherit the throne as a mere earl.

What the hell is she thinking?

When thinking of Elizabeth, Syl suddenly thought of a serious matter.

Vera...

She is organizing a team, ready to intercept Elizabeth!

Vera may well be in danger!

But Elizabeth's carriage was teleported away... Syl doesn't know where she teleported...

Vera must be found as soon as possible.

"I'll go first." Syl waved his hand, and then quickly started running towards the outside of Ibiza.

Now there are extraordinary people who are constantly rushing to Ibiza to clean up the mess, and every place in Ibiza may be under surveillance.

So Syl couldn't choose to transform anywhere in Ibiza because of the risk of being discovered.

"Hey, Your Highness, where are you going? It's very dangerous now..."

Before the cardinal could finish his words, Searle had already run out in the eyes of everyone and disappeared from sight.

The bishop didn't chase him out, at least the scene just now made him think that there were not many people who could threaten the saint.

In particular, there will definitely be a guardian arranged by Pope Ashara behind the saint...so there is no need for them to worry about the safety of His Highness Syl.

On this trip, Seale's destination was the Blessed Avenue in Duke District.

After quickly running out of the Ibiza area, Syl got into the alleys of the Sule area and walked quickly.

It wasn't until all eyes disappeared that Syl lowered his head and called out in a low voice:

"missionary."

[Missionary]: "I just knew..."

The figure of the missionary appeared in place, replacing the original position of the saint.

She lowered her head slowly, picked up the only ponytail left behind her, and carefully pulled out a strand of hair from the ponytail.

She looked at the red hair, tangled for a while, then pinched the hair with both hands, tore it off slightly, and threw it into the air.

"This way, I shouldn't be bald..." The missionary muttered on his mouth, and the other mouth on his arm was reciting some name and taboo.

The portal with purple flames opened instantly, but compared to the grandeur before, the current portal looks abnormally narrow.

And you have to tighten your body to get in.

Fortunately, the missionaries are small and flat enough to barely get in.

If it is replaced with a saint or other cards, it will definitely get stuck.

Especially physicians.

After successfully passing through the portal, when the world spun and the surrounding picture changed, Syl was startled by the monstrous flames in front of him.

The large villas on 23~27 of Huyou Avenue almost all caught fire at the same time.

Although extraordinary people have begun to use magic to save them, these flames seem to have some kind of combustion accelerant, even if they are splashed with water, they are still burning.

The flames soaring into the sky almost dyed the sky above red.

The strange thing is that these houses are all Elizabeth's properties.

Moreover, there are very few firefighters... It seems that they were transferred away on purpose before the fire broke out.

Seeing the raging fire, Syl murmured:

"Destroy the evidence...?"

What on earth had Elizabeth done to require such a grandiose effort to destroy this evidence?

Could it be because he killed the Queen?

If it was because she was afraid that the crime of killing the queen would be blamed on her head, then she would not have to do it herself, and let someone else take the ring to the center of the square to activate it...

Unless, her purpose is not just to kill the Queen and Syl.

[Saint]: "Who can help me find Elizabeth's whereabouts?"

Syl asked silently in his heart, and after a while, a voice came.

【Doctor】: "If you're just looking for someone... I can try."

Only the enthusiastic doctor agreed to Searle's request.

"Okay, please." After silently replying in his heart, Syl walked away from the burning avenue of protection and started walking towards the direction of the king's avenue.

Compared with the avenue of protection, the avenue of the king looks much deserted.

Except for the faint smell of gunpowder smoke floating over, there is no smell of people living in the king's road at all.

After confirming that there were no prying eyes around, the figure of the missionary was torn apart like a piece of paper, and the figure of the doctor appeared in place.

"Let me see..." Syl, who became a doctor, didn't waste any time, she began to look for something in the surrounding trees.

Soon, Searle seemed to have found her goal - a bird's nest.

Quickly taking out the scalpel, Seale made a slash in the direction of his fingertip.

With one stab, a drop of blood flew towards the bird's nest as if it was alive.

The blood droplets invaded the bird's nest in an instant, but it was impossible to see any changes in the bird's nest above from below.

But Seale quickly turned and left, and started the next round of searching.

"quack--"

Soon, before Syl was far away, several chaotic crows rang out behind Syl.

A few crows with a little bit of red eyes soared into the sky, and flew around at an extremely fast speed, as if looking for something in the air.

Soon, Syl found the next bird's nest... almost every few minutes, Syl was able to release a group of mutated birds that had absorbed the blood of Doom, and used them to search for Elizabeth .

After about 5 minutes passed, Syl, who was rapidly spawning the eggs to hatch the strange bird, stopped his movements.

It seems that a crow has returned with information.

Countless crows began to gather in the sky above Syl, hovering and making creepy calls.

The crows made this desolate neighborhood look extraordinarily bleak and weird.

Syl slowly raised his head, and under the cover of a group of crows flying by, he turned into a clown.

She had already found the location of Elizabeth's carriage, and the carriage was heading towards the Avenue of Protection. It seemed that the teleportation did not send the carriage too far.

And Syl also found Vera, who had been following the carriage waiting for an opportunity.

......

The carriage was driving smoothly on the road of the Avenue of Protection, and Elizabeth was sitting on top of the carriage.

At this time, Elizabeth no longer has a servant.

But it is strange that Elizabeth does not seem to have the idea of ​​​​executing her coachman.

Although the coachman may be the person who is most familiar with Elizabeth's whereabouts.

"Oh...it's a pity..." Elizabeth in the car sighed slowly, and said, "I can't even leave a corpse...even if I leave a corpse. …”

Elizabeth in the car was speaking some perverted words recklessly, and what she said seemed to be referring to a certain saint.

In her cognition, the saint who should have been reduced to ashes by now.

"It's a pity...you are a trouble..." Elizabeth shook her head and said with a smile, "but there is a little lamb delivered to your door...not bad... .. can also..."

As Elizabeth said, she turned sideways with a smile, drew the small curtain of the car window, and opened the window. Elizabeth stretched her head out, smiling and looking in the direction behind her.

Nothing was seen.