System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Sandy's expression was unprecedentedly rich from the worry on her face to the joy after running to Searle's side.

"Your Highness!" Sandy stood behind Syl, and secretly made up her mind that next time, no matter what, she couldn't leave Her Highness alone and run away.

Even if it was against His Highness's order, she still wanted to fight by His Highness's side until the last moment, instead of letting His Highness take everything down and wait silently behind.

The feeling of waiting is too uncomfortable.

"Sandy." Searle looked at Sandy who ran to her side and smiled, then said, "It's just right, there is something I need you to do for me."

Saying that, Syl walked towards the gate of the Holy See, and Sandy also nodded and followed behind Syl.

The situation is almost clear now, at least in Syl's eyes.

The major churches will surely discover their potential inner ghosts one after another.

Churches other than the Church of Goddess of Hope will be caught in a cleanup plan to avoid accidental injury for a very long time.

This will make the major churches tired of dealing with this matter for a period of time, and the vacant kingship will lack some external intervention.

In the event that the Queen died of an assassination, the most important inheritance must be the Queen's heirs...

Of the two princesses, one will definitely ascend to the throne.

Tess... According to Syl's understanding of Tess, she has absolutely no interest in the throne, so there is a high probability that the throne will fall to the eldest princess.

So... what is the composition of the eldest princess?

She is also a victim?Or is it part of a secret plan?

If she had been a victim, she might have been killed by now.

If Syl remembers correctly, that princess was Peier's only friend before...

"Alas..." Syl, who entered the Holy See and walked upstairs, let out a sigh.

The atmosphere in the Holy See today is extraordinarily dignified, and everyone is walking around in a bit of a hurry, completing the tasks assigned by the above.

They just lowered their heads slightly when they passed by Syl. The nuns all noticed the worried expression of His Highness the Holy Maiden, and knew that now was not the time to disturb His Highness's thinking.

Searle walked all the way to her room, walked in with Sandy, and then turned and closed the door.

However, just as Searle closed the door, he heard a rush of footsteps outside. Searle opened the door directly and found Annie standing outside panting.

"Your Highness...Your Highness..." Annie seemed to run over as soon as she knew that Syl was back.

"Annie." Searle looked at the panting Annie, and asked with a smile, "Exactly, are you free now? I need you to do something."

Annie ran over just to check if Her Royal Highness was injured, but she was relieved after seeing that Her Royal Highness was safe and sound.

"Ok!"

At this time, Annie heard that Searle was going to leave things to her, so she nodded quickly and agreed.

"Okay... I remember our church has that clerk... what kind of media..." Searle narrowed his eyes slightly, as if his mind was stuck.

There is no way, there are too many departments in the Holy See, and Syl has not been able to recognize all the departments.

"Are you referring to the Mass Media Association under the Documentation Committee? Your Highness." Anne asked in a low voice.

"Yes, that's the one." Syl clenched his fist with his right hand, tapped lightly on his left palm, and said with a smile, "Can you tell them for me and let them pay attention to all the news today?"

"Also, call the person in charge of the mass media association to come up later, I have something to say."

After hearing what Searle said, Annie nodded quickly and said:

"No problem, Your Highness, I'll go right away."

Just now His Highness can be said to have saved Annie's life, and now Annie is very happy to be able to do something for His Highness.

Moreover, Annie is also very familiar with this mass media.

When I helped His Royal Highness Searle get the latest news papers, I went to friends from the mass media association to get them. Of course, this was the way Anne thought of later.

Annie ran out quickly, as if she was eager to help Syl, and forgot to close the door for Syl.

Searle smiled helplessly, and Sandy at the side stepped forward to help Searle close the door sensibly.

"Sandy, come here, I need you to help me write something... I say whatever you want, just write it." Searle went to the round table and sat down, patted the stool beside her to Sandy Said.

"Okay, Your Highness." After Sandy agreed, she obediently sat beside Syl.

Syl wouldn't let Elizabeth's behind-the-scenes organization succeed in usurping the throne so easily... Their methods were too brutal, and Syl couldn't even imagine what they would do after they came to power.

Searle needed the church's outreach arm, the Mass Media Society, to start spreading the word about the Goddess of Hope before the other churches started getting tired of themselves.

Of course, the main body of the propaganda can only be Searle himself... After all, apart from himself, I hope that the Goddess Cult really can't find any outstanding achievements.

This time, we can start with the fact that Syl smashed the weirdness with one punch and saved the people of Ibiza and many church members.

Other churches will definitely announce this kind of thing, but the intensity will not be enough. What Syl wants is enough influence to attract the hearts of the people.

In the meantime, Searle will let Sandy continue to write letters to Fina in the tone of a clown.

This time, Fina had to personally practice the subject she had been working on for a long time.

That's the topic of how to mobilize students to join the clown.

Now that this period of great turmoil is about to usher in, it has finally matured for this plan, allowing it to have the conditions and soil for it to operate.

Syl will teach Fina to use a more radical method to control those students and let them fight for the "idea" spontaneously.

At the same time, Syl must imitate the tone of a lover, and ask Tess what happened in the palace recently... This is also crucial to Syl's plan.

Lines slowly spread out from the center of Syl, up to the palace, down to the Ibiza district, and then to the most uncontrollable student group, all of which will become Syl's strength.

Before he knew it, Syl had become an indispensable dark force in Suramar, as long as Syl waved his hand lightly, it would be enough to form a storm that swept across Suramar.

The letter to Fina was quickly finished by Sandy under Syl's dictation.

"Send it to Fina." Syl held up the completed letter and whispered to Sandy.

Sandy nodded while holding the finished letter, one step lightly jumped to the window, opened the window and jumped straight down, disappearing from Searle's sight.

"Actually, you can go through the door..." Searle looked at the direction Sandy was leaving, and rubbed between his brows helplessly.

At this moment, knocking sounded from the direction of the door.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

"Your Highness, I am Platinum, the bishop of the Church's Public Affairs Council." A gentle female voice came from outside the door.

"Platinum?" This slightly special name surprised Searle, but he quickly said, "Please come in."

The door was slowly opened, and a middle-aged woman with a benevolent and peaceful face performed a salute to the Goddess of Hope at the door, then slowly closed the door, and then walked towards Syl.

And behind this middle-aged woman who still has charm, is Annie who is a little embarrassed.

If Searle remembers correctly, this is a bishop... I seem to have seen her in the conference room before. This bishop named Platinum seems to be a figure from the neutral faction of the church.

"Your Highness, what can I do for you?" Platinum walked to Searle, bent slightly, and asked in a soft voice, "I heard that you are looking for something about the Media Committee."

Annie, who was following Platinum, looked at Searle who was a little stunned, and explained in a low voice:

"Your Highness... When I was looking for someone in the Mass Media Committee, I happened to meet this bishop... This bishop is the head of the higher authority of the Mass Media Committee... ..”

"Oh... hello, Platinum Bishop," Syl stood up and politely bowed to the goddess of hope toward Platinum, "I'm sorry to trouble you... Actually, you don't need to came."

Syl's formal address made Platinum feel the saint's respect for her, which made her words softer.

"Your Highness has said it before. This is what His Highness wants to accomplish. If I were in command, things would be tense and smoother."

Having said that, Platinum paused for a moment, and then asked:

"May I ask what your Highness needs to do? I will do my best."

Syl sat down, patted the stool beside him, and said with a smile:

"Sit down, Platinum Bishop."

Platinum nodded slightly, sat next to Searle, leaned forward slightly, and acted as if he was listening to Searle at any time.

And now the conversation between these two heavyweights made Annie on the side a little breathless.

She didn't stand or sit, she wanted to walk away to avoid suspicion, but she was afraid that such an action would appear abrupt and impolite.

Seemingly noticing Annie's situation, Syl looked in Annie's direction and said with a smile:

"I just happened to be a little hungry, Annie, can you get me some cake?"

"Okay, no problem Your Highness." Annie took the order, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, she immediately agreed, then turned and left.

After Anne left, Searle turned to look at the bishop beside him, smiled and said:

"Recently, Suramar is not peaceful."

Although Syl's expression looked very relaxed, what came out of his mouth was very heavy.

Platinum, who is a cardinal, naturally understood what Searle was talking about.

The Queen is dead, the Holy Maiden of Wisdom is seriously injured, several strong men from the major churches have died, and Ibiza... Roughly estimated, the number of deaths is thousands, and the number of injured is even more terrifying.

Suramar, chaos is coming.

And there must be a powerful and evil force in the dark, watching the power center of Dasaya.

As one of the centers of power, the Goddess of Hope Sect, and the Sect of the Goddess of Hope who has cleaned up the ghosts, is undoubtedly a thorn in the side of that force.

But at this critical juncture, the Pope of the Goddess of Hope is still on a tour of the holy city, and it will be a few days before he returns.

Bishop Locke, who was originally very prestigious, was also seriously injured in this incident.

Now, the backbone of Goddess of Hope Cult seems to be only Saintess Sil.

Platinum came here this time mainly to hear what the Holy Maiden wanted, to see if Her Highness the Holy Maiden could lead the church through these few days safely before the Pope returned.

Platinum wants to see if His Royal Highness Syl can avoid this sharp attack with the Goddess of Hope.

"Yes, Your Highness." Platinum nodded solemnly, expressing that he knew the seriousness of the matter.

Syl looked into Platinum's eyes and said slowly:

"I need you to increase your efforts to promote me and the Church of Goddess of Hope."

"Just use my actions in this disaster as a propaganda point."

Platinum's pupils dilated slightly, and she looked at Her Royal Highness in front of her in disbelief.

Your Highness wants to...let me still have the Goddess Sect of Hope, and directly confront that powerful mysterious organization that is completely unclear about the details?