System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

This elf-like witch... always gives Syl a very strange feeling, unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Your Excellency Marcie, since you are so strong, can't you store those madness?" Syl looked at Marcie and asked with some doubts, "If someone as powerful as you can't store it, doesn't it mean that I accept it? Suicide?"

The reason why Searle asked this is also very simple.

Everyone can see that even the witch is unwilling to save the madness by herself, how could it be possible to survive if she is so much weaker than her.

And seeing that Marcie seemed to be able to communicate, Searle felt that Marcie must have something to say.

"Of course not," Marcie shook her head and said with a smile, "I will also give you certain abilities just like Vivian."

"The rest is up to you to decide."

Marcie said this in a vague way, and Searle didn't understand it.

Even Searle didn't know what the ability Marcie was talking about, and Searle hadn't seen Marcie show her ability until now.

As if seeing Searle's doubts, Marcie nodded slightly, with a hint of confidence in her tone: "I am in charge of the balance between madness and reason."

But soon, Marcie laughed at herself and shook her head:

"But to put it bluntly, I'm just a porter. With the total amount unchanged, I can adjust crazy values ​​at will, and then store the excess values ​​somewhere."

Syl seemed to understand something, she nodded and asked:

"So, you're just storing madness in the door now? It's a situation where rationality outweighs madness, so you're all locked in the fifth level?"

"Almost, you can understand it that way." Marcie nodded.

It seems to be similar to Syl's guess, Marcie can change the ratio of madness to rationality, but cannot change the total amount.

If compared to a water pipe.

When madness is limited, rationality will increase, and the price is that it is difficult for transcendents who rely on potions and ravings to advance one half step forward.

And the madness of being limited will inevitably accumulate inside the water pipe...

If all the accumulated madness is released at one time, the already precarious balance will be destroyed in an instant.

Believe it, Marcy knows better than she does.

"So from the beginning of the current limit, you didn't intend to resist the coming disaster, did you?" Syl looked at Marcie and asked slowly.

"Yes." Marcie didn't shy away from this point, her expression and tone were very calm.

Searle did not suppress his true inner thoughts, and said:

"coward."

Searle's "coward" seemed to irritate Marcie.

The corner of Marcie's mouth twitched slightly, and she seemed not very calm inside: "I have experienced countless epochs and seen countless possibilities. You are still young, so I can give you a chance to take back what you just said."

Searle tilted his head slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Then let me take it back, the wording I just used was a bit imprecise."

Seeing Searle's appearance of admitting his mistake, Marcy nodded slightly, and the expression on her face softened a little.

"You're not a coward," Syl looked at Marcie in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You're just a foolish megalomaniac."

"What did you say?" Marcie frowned tightly, the golden light on her body became more intense, and a circle of halo appeared behind her.

It looks like some terrifying ability is about to be activated.

"Did I say something wrong?" Syl asked suspiciously, "What did I say wrong?"

"Aren't you an idiot megalomaniac?"

"Yes, yes, you are right. You have gone through countless eras. You are very capable and well-informed. Everyone respects you."

"In your opinion, different eras are just trying again and again. If this one doesn't work, you can change it to another one. If that era is bad, you start to put it on."

"But what about us?"

Syl's speech speed gradually accelerated, and there was a hint of anger in his voice.

She stretched out her right hand, grabbed Marcie's body directly, and said viciously:

"This epoch is the only epoch in which we exist, and this is the only epoch we have. It is all we are, and we alone make it up."

"Tell me what you did?"

"You directly blocked the road of everyone's efforts in the entire era, and you still call it good for us?"

"Just because you broke the door of truth, how much useless effort did the light of the era who knew the disaster was coming? How much manpower and material resources were wasted?"

"Aren't all of us trying to survive this era?"

"what have you done?"

"You think 'ah, well, it can't be solved anyway, everyone don't work hard, I will show mercy and let you live longer'."

When Searle said this, his tone tried to imitate Marcie's calm tone just now, and it sounded a little yin and yang.

"Tell me, you, the person who helped everyone make decisions, isn't an idiot megalomaniac, who is?"

Searle lifted Marcie up to her face, stared at her, and said word by word:

"You are not, who is???"

Speaking of this, Searle's right hand was almost squeezed tightly with all his strength, and he didn't think about whether Marcie, who was soft in his palm, would suffer any harm.

In fact, Syl's tight pinch will not cause any harm to Marcie.

However, it brought Marcie a sense of oppression, coupled with what Searle said, Marcie was stunned and even forgot to struggle.

Under Syl's gaze, Marci tightly pursed her lips, and her eye sockets started to turn red.

Maybe no one really said that to her.

The two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, stared at each other for a long time without moving.

It wasn't until Syl's eyes were sore that she was about to blink that she heard a small voice coming from her palm.

"I'm sorry." Marcy looked into Searle's eyes.

At this moment, Searle heard a crisp beep from the system.

"Approved by the cycle witch"

"Mission [balanced and steady gaze] completed"

"Reward: Witch's Pattern V——【Balance】"

With the sound of the notification sound, Searle felt a little relieved.

Just now she really couldn't restrain her emotions, and wanted to scold this little witch who wanted to mess up.

After scolding, Searle felt refreshed, but soon felt a little bit regretful.

What if Marcie was scolded by her for being impatient, and she refused to open the door for herself, or beat herself up?

After all, the strength gap between the two sides is still very wide.

Fortunately, the result was good, and it seemed that he was really right.

"I've lived for too long, and my attitude towards life seems to have become indifferent." Marcie shook her head, took her hands from Searle's, and rubbed her eyes, "I shouldn't be like this, Make decisions for those bloody lives."

"No, you don't need to apologize for this." Searle shook his head, "This proposition itself is a paradox."

"If you really refer to the thoughts of everyone in this era, I am afraid that most ordinary people want you to shut the madness in the door so that they can live their lives smoothly."

"The most important thing is your own attitude."

Searle looked at Marcie, and then said:

"I think there is still hope for this era."

"What about you?"

Looking at Syl who was smiling in front of her, Marcie felt like she couldn't speak for a moment.

After a while, Marcie said slowly: "I didn't think it was there before."

"Now I think, maybe you really can."

Marcie's attitude towards Searle has completely changed, which can be seen from the indifferent expression on Marcie's face.

Taking advantage of Marcie's mood ease, Searle asked:

"Then how to solve the madness accumulated in the 'Gate of Truth'?"

If you want to open the door, the most important thing is to solve this problem.

It's not that Searle doesn't believe in the system, but that being fooled is more of a trap than the system, and it's always good to have an extra layer of insurance.

"Are you scolding again?"

Searle didn't pay attention to some protests that were ignored, but waited for Marcie's answer.

"Turn you into a 'gate'." Marcie looked at Searle and said seriously.

"Turn me...into a 'gate'?" Syl blinked, unable to understand what Marcie said for a moment.

"I will re-adjust the released madness to the same balance as sanity," Marcie explained, "and the extra madness will be stored by you as a new 'gate'."

"The madness that exists in my body, how should I solve it?" Syl frowned slightly, "It can't stay with me all the time, can it?"

"Of course not, and you can't bear it either." Marcie shook her head and said, "Don't worry, it's not a bad thing for you."

"After opening the 'door', every time you destroy an indescribable monster spawned by madness, you can release some of the stored madness."

"Under this ebb and flow, the madness in your body will also slowly be consumed."

"It's just... there will be some side effects."

When it came to side effects, Marcie's tone became a little hesitant.

Seeing Marcie's hesitant expression, Searle asked, "What are the side effects?"

“Every time you unleash madness, you definitely inevitably get some madness … over a long period of time, I don’t think you can handle it,” Marcie said honestly.

"And unleash the madness yourself, do you understand what that means?"

Having said that, Marcy glanced at Searle with some concern, and then continued.

"It means that some of the tragic images you see in the future may be caused indirectly by you, and you will be under tremendous psychological pressure..."

"If it was someone else, they would definitely not be able to bear this madness, but remember, there is still this system!"