System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

The Clown Society is not strong enough to support Searle to complete the task of intelligence collection...

The "Ascension" experimenter who joined the Clown Society probably didn't have a high rank, and at most he only had one underground laboratory position in his hand.

There are also many laboratories hidden underground in this city by means of formations, and those brutal experiments are still being carried out...

Moreover, recently they plan to collectively ascend...

Syl pursed his lips, feeling that the matter was about to develop to the point where his own power could not handle it all.

Unless there is a chance for Syl to gather all the members of the Ascension Society and kill them.

But Feisheng would have such a loosely connected and strangely structured organization that it was impossible for Searle's idea to succeed.

Even in this organization, after the people on it died one after another, as long as there is one person who has information alive, the organization will operate normally.

Kersus...that mysterious cat who holds everyone's information.

It has to be caught.

But Syl couldn't just wait.

Soon, Syl thought of Archbishop Ashara in his heart.

Apart from his own friends and students, the only reliable person Syl could turn to for help was Archbishop Ashara.

Syl thought so, and decided to return to the Holy See later.

After returning to the Holy See to take a shower and change into clean clothes, go talk to Archbishop Ashara about the Ascension Society.

And it can only be said within the Church of the Goddess of Hope, because now only the Church of the Goddess of Hope is a church that has completely eliminated the upper-level ghosts.

After making up his mind to tell Ashara, Syl turned around and walked in the direction of the Holy See, Goddess of Hope.

While missionary teleportation is convenient, each teleportation consumes the missionary's precious hair.

The missionary was already a little weak just now, and Searle was too embarrassed to let her come out and pull out her hair aggrieved again.

And the missionary's hair...maybe it will become a powerful trump card for Syl, so now Syl must also protect the missionary's hair.

It's time to start thinking about the missionary's leftover ponytail.

If the missionary knew the true thoughts in Searle's mind now, she might not have to cover her hair every time she came out in the future so as not to be plucked away.

While thinking about things, Searle quickly walked to Bai Luolan District.

On the way, I passed the Holy See of the Goddess of Justice, and the outside of the Holy See was still full of carriages of dignitaries as usual.

Compared with the Vatican of the Goddess of Justice, I hope that the front of the Vatican of the Goddess of Hope will not be so lively.

Even cooler than usual.

Because it is hoped that most of the living power of the Goddess Cult will either hold a meeting in the Holy See to discuss the plan, or be arranged to conduct field research and investigation in the Ibiza area.

Almost the entire Church of Goddess of Hope is operating at full capacity because of the disaster in Ibiza.

"Ugh......"

Seeing the situation in front of him, Syl sighed slightly.

"Your Highness!" Sandy, who had been hiding in the shadows, saw Syl's figure and rushed over in a hurry.

Searle smiled, reached out and pinched Sandy's face, but she was still worried.

I don't know how many people the busy Goddess of Hope can spare to investigate the underground laboratory of the "Ascension" Society.

Moreover, the people who went to investigate had to be elite extraordinary people. If they were just ordinary monks and nuns, they would not be able to find the barrier of the underground laboratory at all, and they would not be able to come back if they encountered danger.

Although his heart was low, Syl still had a smile on his face as always, and entered the Holy See in a relatively good state.

The guards at the door didn't seem to expect the saint to come back so early. The two paladins were stunned for a while before recovering and saluted Syl.

After returning the salute, Searle took Sandy directly to the direction of the stairs. There were not many nuns walking around on the way, and Searle didn't have to return so many salutes.

Soon, Syl returned to his room.

Syl, who returned to the room, rushed into the bathroom impatiently.

But I came back too early today, and there was only a bucket of cold water in the bathroom that was prepared and not yet heated, but Searle was not so picky now, and jumped into the bucket after taking off his clothes, underwear and shoes.

"hiss......"

The cold water made Syl gasp, but with Syl's physique, he wouldn't catch a cold even if he was put in ice water.

Although Syl's body wasn't dirty, just the feeling of being in the sewer made Syl uncomfortable.

Let the cold water soak now, and the uncomfortable feeling just now is gone.

【Love Saint】: "That's great, I want to take a bath too."

【Missionary】: "Me too."

[Physician]: "Well...it's a way to relax."

Except for the colder clown, the more autistic marshal, and the young dragon who has never been so gregarious, the other character cards basically express the desire to take a bath.

"Okay." After thinking for a while, Syl agreed, "Next time we book a bath, and you take turns to take a bath."

【Love Saint】: "Yes!"

[Missionary]: "You are such a good person~"

Searle, who was caught off guard and received a good card, changed his position a little speechlessly.

I don't know if I heard the news that Syl was back, but there seemed to be someone knocking on the door outside.

"Who is it..." Syl asked himself curiously, and then shouted out the door, "Sandy—help me open the door—"

"Okay, Your Highness."

Sandy's answer came from outside, followed by the sound of the door opening.

"Your Majesty...Your Highness is still in the bathroom..." Sandy answered from outside, and Sandy's voice could be heard to be a little nervous.

"Yeah." Another voice answered.

Hearing it was Ashara's familiar voice, Syl also felt relieved, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he leaned against the edge of the wooden barrel.

Suddenly, Syl seemed to think of something, swiped and stood up from the water.

She seems...forgot to take a change of clothes...

Looking at the white robe that had been thrown on the ground, Syl really didn't want to wear it again with his showered body.

Searle held her breath, wondering how she could get Sandy to pass her a suit in from outside.

But after Syl held his breath, he heard the sound of footsteps leaving. If you listen carefully, it is not difficult to recognize Sandy's footsteps.

Because Ashara's body is relatively light, her footsteps are also relatively light, which is quite obvious compared with Sandy's footsteps.

Why did Sandy run outside...

By the way, Syl just remembered.

Before, every time Ashara came to talk to him, he would ask Sandy to wait for him outside.

Searle stroked his forehead helplessly... This time he was the one who tricked himself.

Ugh......

But it doesn't seem like a bad thing?

Syl took a deep breath and yelled out the door:

"archbishop!!!"

Ashara's calm voice came from outside, she seemed to be used to Syl calling herself so startled, and asked unhurriedly:

"what happened?"

"Help me get a suit of clothes!" Syl's voice continued to come from the bathroom, "I forgot to take my clothes!"

"it is good."

There was only a reply from Ashara outside, followed by the sound of Ashara's small footsteps stepping on the cashmere carpet.

After rummaging through boxes and cabinets for a while, Ashara finally found a set of black robes that were simple but very warm, covering almost all parts of her body, and nodded in satisfaction.

Afterwards, Ashara took this set of robes, walked to the door of the bathroom, unscrewed the door, walked in without any scruples.

After Ashara walked in, she first saw the scattered clothes on the ground.

"Clothes, don't throw them around." Ashara looked at Searle, pointed to the clothes on the ground, and said in an educational tone.

"Okay..." Syl, who knew he had done something wrong, spoke in a softer voice.

But Ashara soon discovered many problems.

For example, Syl's clothes were stained with dust marks for some unknown reason.

And Syl's gloves, too, were dirty.

And now, Searle was soaked in cold water to wash, and the big wooden barrel without any fog rising can prove this point.

Syl had so many questions that Ashara didn't know where to start to criticize.

In the end, Ashara still frowned slightly, walked to Syl's side, put the clothes on the shelf beside her and said, "The water is already cold."

After finishing speaking, Aisha stretched out his hand, and a light yellow soft holy light bloomed in his hand, slowly warming Syl's body through the wooden barrel.

Ashara didn't raise the temperature of the wooden barrel all at once, she was afraid that if the temperature difference was too big all of a sudden, Syl would catch a cold... Even though Syl was already at the third level, Ashara still put her Treat it like a child.

Slowly, the temperature of the water in the barrel rose to a comfortable temperature, and Syl's body was also surrounded by the warm holy light, feeling like taking the most comfortable bath ever.

"Mum..."

Syl narrowed her eyes, and the comfortable feeling of the holy light nourishing her body made her let out a muffled groan.

But Syl's muffled groan seemed to make Ashara's hands tremble slightly, and the holy light in her hands flickered.

But Syl didn't pay attention to this little detail, on the contrary, Ashara herself felt a little embarrassed.

Perhaps to cover up her little embarrassment, Ashara withdrew her hand, and said a little bluntly: "Okay, come out after soaking."

After speaking, Ashara turned around, ready to leave.

But Syl stretched out his wet hand to grab Ashara's little hand, and asked curiously:

"By the way, archbishop, what do you want from me?"