System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"Uh...thank you for the compliment?" Syl smiled sweetly at Marcie, and then asked, "Mr. Marcie, what is your reason for coming to me?"

"'Door'." Marcie's expression became serious when they got down to business.

"Are you the one who was talking in my mind before?" The expression on Searle's face gradually returned to calm, "Then you should know what I mean."

"Do you really understand what you mean?" Marcie looked into Searle's eyes and asked, "You know what you are for."

"For the future of this world." Syl said slowly.

"No, no, no," Marcie shook her head, flapped her wings and flew in front of Searle, and said coldly, "You never think of this world in your heart."

"You're for the bishop, aren't you?"

Marcie's voice was cold, and the language she spoke was also very sharp, directly hitting Searle's inner thoughts.

Syl looked at Marci floating in front of her, and fell silent.

After a while, Syl nodded: "Why not, just save the world by the way."

Syl didn't deny Marcie's statement, she did choose to "open the door" for Ashara at first.

"That's why I won't let you open the door." Marcie looked at Searle and shook her head with a smile. "With this mentality, can you persist till the end?"

"You also know that for mortals to advance to the next level, a large number of people can be screened out at each level."

"How do you know that Ashara can successfully reach the sixth level after you open the door?"

"She has been tortured by various diseases and injuries for a long time. How can you be sure that she can make it to the advanced level?"

"What if she fails at the sixth level and falls into madness and turns into a monster, what will happen to you then?"

"Continue to choose to save the world? Or let the world fall into madness, and you will be screwed?"

Marcie's language was sharp, and what Syl said were things that Syl had thought about, but had been deliberately trying to avoid.

That's right...Advanced level may not be successful, each level can kill a large number of people...

What if Archbishop Ashara was one of those people?

During the advanced stage, when all the hidden wounds and weaknesses squeezed by Archbishop Ashara broke out at the same time, could Archbishop Ashara hold up the crazy ravings during the advanced stage?

Although Syl's eyes were still on Marcie, her thoughts had drifted away.

Marcy didn't interrupt Searle's thinking either, she just quietly floated in front of Searle with a golden gleam, waiting for her answer.

"If you don't open the 'door', everyone can live longer, and you can also spend the last few months with Ashara, until she is dying."

"But if the 'door' opens, if you go back, you may not be confronted with Ashara, but a powerful monster that has gone mad, and its soul has already returned to the Goddess of Hope... You can easily kill her body."

"After so many epochs of reincarnation, I know that when a 'disaster' strikes, it must be irresistible."

"So, isn't it good for everyone to let everyone live longer without worry?"

Seeing Searle who had been silent all this time, Marcie began to "teach and persuade", as if she wanted to persuade Searle to accept her idea of ​​"waiting to die".

"Give up on convincing me."

Suddenly, Searle's eyes refocused on Marcie, showing a smiling face.

"Maybe it's really my own selfishness... I want her to stay with me longer, without a deadline."

"I also want to continue to be with her until a few years later and still be able to tease her, seeing how shy she is but pretending to be expressionless."

"I also want to be able to brag and chat with my cherished friends hundreds of years later, and continue to tell the stories in Suramar back then."

When he said this, Searle's eyes gradually became firmer.

"'Door', I will still open it, and I will keep getting stronger until nothing can stop my thoughts."

"Even if the goddess brought Ashara back to his kingdom, I would smash the gate of his kingdom and bring her back."

Searle spoke the most arrogant words almost in the calmest tone.

Even if the goddess took Ashara's soul away, Syl would smash the gate of the goddess to bring her back.

She will continue to become stronger until she is so strong that nothing and no one can go against her will. She said that when the sun rises, it will never be dark, and whoever she lets live will never die.

That is a realm that even the gods of this world cannot reach.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Marcie narrowed her eyes slightly, "The goddess may be listening to you anytime."

"I don't care." Syl shook his head indifferently.

Marcy looked at Syl in front of her, and after staring into her eyes for a long time, she shook her head helplessly, and said with a wry smile:

"...I realize that I can't understand you anymore. You are like someone who is not from this world, and you have no sense of belonging to this world."

"What's the difference between yes and no?" Syl asked rhetorically, "This world already has a fetter that I can't let go of, so I want this world to live longer, don't I?"

"Bond...?" Marcie looked at Syl in front of her, sighed softly, then floated to Syl's right shoulder and sat down, "It's nice to be young, hot-blooded, and you can do it for the sake of caring." Stuff goes against the world."

Regarding Marcie's attitude, Searle also became a little confused. She asked, "So, what's your answer?"

"Friendship...love... bondage..." Marcie seemed to think of something, and smiled, "You are a bit like the protagonist in some era entertainment works. "

"Now I suddenly want to see what kind of sparks can be sparked by the bond that allows you to say such arrogant words."

"Will it be like those passionate works, relying on these to save the world... No, I still feel stupid when I think about it."

Syl nodded in agreement: "It's really stupid."

In the real world, there will be no plots where super villains can be wiped out by screaming and bursting seeds after recalling the bondage.

For this world, generally speaking, such protagonists should already go crazy when they face the favored ones of the ancient gods, and their so-called fetters cannot help them gain the strength to resist facing things that cannot be seen directly.

"Thank you, Marcie," Searle said with a smile, "You have made me more determined to 'open the door'."

Marcie, who was sitting on Searle's shoulder, also smiled and shook her head: "Don't be too happy."

"Ah?" Syl looked at Marcie who looked up at her with a strange smile on her shoulder, and Syl was a little puzzled.

"I am in charge of balance, which is different from the 'ancient elf—Vivian' who is in charge of the cycle."

Marcy looked at Searle, narrowed her eyes slightly, and continued, "Crazy has been suppressed for too long, and when it is released, it is not as simple as it was before being balanced."

"Before being balanced...easy?" Syl pondered over Marcie's words, and had some guesses in her heart, but she didn't understand.

Could it be that the current "door" is like a gu cup?Can madness get stronger and stronger inside?

"You guessed it right, the madness is even worse. At least for this world, it is difficult to bear such madness now."

"It's like a hose, one side is releasing water and the other side is discharging water. This is a kind of balance."

"But the water outlet was blocked by me before, and the water pipe has swelled up. If it is opened again, the whole world may be blown up."

Hearing this, Syl frowned. She looked at Marcie and asked, "What do you mean? Then you mean that the 'door' can't be opened?"

"Of course." Marcie nodded, and after thinking for a while, said, "To be honest, this is the inspiration you gave me this morning."

"We just need to poke a hole in the center of the water pipe properly and divert the water to another container first."

Marcy looked at Searle and smiled:

"Anyway, someone has to be the carrier of madness, so why can't it be you?"

"Little Seale."

[Marshal]: "Don't promise her, such a huge madness, you will go crazy straight away!"

【Love Saint】: "I'm super, don't!"

[Missionary]: "If you accept it, you will directly degenerate into a ruler who can only kill wildly. At that time, you will be the biggest danger in this world, saint, don't!"

Just then, a familiar system beep appeared.

"Reminder: This system can save you temporarily"

Searle has never felt that the system is reliable like this moment.

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PS:

system!I will not be a saint!

feature film -

[1. Lawyers should be called mages, musicians are real lawyers]

[2. "Outrageous!" The archaeologist expressed his opinion on a pile of difficult-to-decipher hieroglyphs. 】

[3. Dave was surrounded by zombies, he racked his brains to make the zombies lose interest in him]

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Chapter 285 Chapter 260 Five Blood Moon Rises! (4000 word chapter)

"What kind of storage method is your temporary storage?"

Although he felt that the system was rarely reliable, Searle couldn't help but ask in his heart.

However, it is rare that her questions were not answered systematically.

After saying that sentence, the system seemed to be dead, and there was no response at all.

"How about it, have you considered it?" Marcy looked at Syl who seemed to be hesitating, and asked.

After hearing Marcie's voice, Searle temporarily put aside the idea of ​​asking the system for clarification, and turned her attention to Marcie.