System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"Hey, Pei'er, it's okay." Fina stretched out her fingers and scratched the feathers on the little raven's chin, and whispered, "Before you were able to cast spells in front of so many extraordinary people, what are you afraid of now?"

In the past few days, Fina took Pei'er and the puppets to clean up the list that the mentor gave her.

There was a crisis in the middle, but it was actually the spell released by Pei'er in the dark that helped Fina out of the siege.

Although Pei'er usually looks weak and timid, but at the beginning of the battle, she can calmly release key spells.

This kind of talent for accurate judgment of the situation is not something ordinary extraordinary people can possess.

"I always feel that someone is talking to me..." Pei'er, who was curled up around Fina's neck, whispered.

"Don't worry, that's just normal raving...Okay, let's go back now, just wait for the instructor to come to us..." Fina comforted her softly, and then quickened her pace .

In fact, when Fina said this, she didn't have much confidence, because she also felt it.

The ravings that were hidden in the depths of Fina's mind, after so many years, are basically in a state of no influence.

But from the day when the sun didn't rise as usual two days ago, Fina felt that the ramblings in her mind began to agitate, and it became more and more serious.

This feeling is like returning to the time when I first drank the [Rebel] potion, and the vague ravings roared wantonly in my mind, as if it would never end.

And I don't know if it's Fina's illusion, it seems that there are pairs of eyes looking at her outside the dark clouds.

This feeling is especially obvious when the spirit vision is turned on, and it even made it difficult for Fina to raise her head to look up at the sky.

She instinctively felt that she couldn't stare at the "cloud" for too long, otherwise the raving would become more serious.

Judging from the changes in Suramar now, this feeling is not unique to Fina and Peer.

Not only extraordinary people, but even ordinary people began to panic. When there was no royal family to come out to stabilize people's hearts, most shops chose to close their doors.

Most of the people who walk on the street now go to church to pray, and only in church will the impact be relatively small.

Fina also asked the Transcendents of the Clown Club to investigate this matter, and the answer she got surprised Fina a little.

That is, the transcendent who just drank the potion, and the transcendent who had stagnated at a level for a long time, seemed to be most affected.

Especially the extraordinary who just drank the potion. In the past few days, there have been several incidents in Suramar City where they went crazy and attacked passers-by after failing to drink the potion.

There were even several rumors that ordinary people became superhumans without drinking any potions.

The combination of these clues and her own experience gave Fina a crazy idea.

Now... is it possible to advance without potions?

The moment this idea came up, Fina pinched it out because it was too far-fetched.

If you don't drink potion, how can there be enough babbling to affect your spirit, and how can you get promoted insanely by resisting?

Fina shook her head, unwilling to continue thinking about it.

Compared with the changes that seem to be changing these days, Fina still hopes that the world will not change.

If the world has really changed dramatically, then who can make up for the wedding she has arranged with her mentor?

Qian Feina is ready for the wedding room, using the funds paid from the Ascension Society.

Compared with Fina's relaxed atmosphere, the atmosphere inside the Holy See of the Goddess of Hope is a little more serious.

"Platinum, what should we do now?" Locke, who was standing aside in the conference room, looked at Platinum who was sitting on a bench meditating and asked, "Are we going to find the saint?"

"The matter of the Ascension Society has been finished, there is no need to trouble the saint." Platinum shook her head, but the worry in her eyes could not be hidden well.

"But... His Majesty the Pope has been in the room for several days, and there is no response to knocking on the door..." Locke kept pacing back and forth, clenching his fists, "and recent......"

"It's useless to be anxious," Platinum shook her head, and Locke's footsteps walking back and forth made her also feel upset. "We just need to do our own thing now, appease the congregation, and wait patiently."

"But..." Locke opened his mouth to say something.

After all, recently many red-clothed archbishops who were stuck in the fifth level have closed confinement one after another, and they seem to be fighting against the sudden madness.

As for Pope Ashara, he is obviously the one who has been stuck at the fifth level for the longest time......

"But what?" Platinum turned back, glared at Locke, and said in a low voice, "Go out now, and say loudly, 'The saint is missing, and the Pope is also shutting the door, something seems to be wrong'?"

Locke stopped, looked at Platinum, opened his mouth slightly, and finally let out a sigh.

"Oh... I see."

No one knew when this upheaval started, it seemed to come suddenly, without giving everyone any time to react.

All Locke and Platinum can do now is to stabilize the current situation, and then...

Wait for the saint to come back, or wait for the pope to wake up.

"I hope the goddess will bless..." Locke bowed his head and prayed devoutly.

Platinum also sighed, lowered his head, and prayed in a low voice.

"May the goddess guide us..."

......

"Two horses drink from the spring, general."

"I am super! Impossible! Do it again!"

At the center of the disc of the light of the era, at the top of the underground palace, a wonderful dialogue is taking place.

One was wearing a saintess robe, but she had an evil smile on her face, she didn't look like a saintess at all.

Sitting in front of her was a cute loli who looked thinner and had elf ears. At this time, she was staring at the chessboard in front of her, gnashing her teeth.

Yes, at the top of the palace, in front of the huge stone pillar door carving, there is a stone table.

If you look closely, the stone table seems to have been knocked down from the "door".

On the table, there was a chess set, and the chess situation seemed to be clear at this time. The two black horses rushed to the opponent's handsome, directly forming a lore situation.

"Damn it! I remember I was very good at this before!" Vivienne stretched out her fist and hammered the stone table, causing the chess pieces to fly.

"Tsk," the girl sitting opposite Vivian shook her head, "That's right."

"What's wrong?"

"It means that there is indeed a problem with your brain, and your memory is starting to go wrong^^_"

"I won't play with you anymore!" Vivienne swept away all the chess pieces on the table, and said angrily, "You pirate, when will you return cute Syl?"

"It's not fast, hiss...wait a minute, it's a bit over the top..."

"Sill" stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, and slowly adjusted his breathing on the spot.

Now the madness pouring into Syl's forehead can no longer condense into substance, and even the amount is much less than before.

This shows that this absorption will soon end.

"Let her do it herself, maybe she will be tortured for ten days..."

"Sill" rubbed his forehead, and murmured, "The reward for the next assignment to skip points..."

"What mission?" Vivian asked curiously.

"I am the master of Syl, you can call me a task master."

"Syl" looked at Vivienne with a smile, and continued:

"No matter what task I assign, Syl will complete it^^"

"Huh?" Vivian frowned.

Obviously, she didn't like the frivolous "Searle" in front of her very much, but she could feel that "Searle" was not malicious.

Could it be that she is Searle's trump card?What kind of adventure is this?

But why is it so strange, like a weirdo with some evil taste.

And every time she spoke, Vivian had the urge to hit her.

"Oh? It's over?"

"Searle" blinked, and then sighed: "The time for airing is over, goodbye, and I'm going back to jail."

Seeing "Syl" in front of her, Vivienne suddenly waved at her, and then closed her eyes.

After only a moment, Syl in front of him opened his eyes again.

Only this time, it feels very different.

After Syl opened his eyes, he blinked and saw Vivian in front of him.

"This is...uh!!!"

Syl had just opened his mouth to speak, but before he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in an instant.

This kind of pain that seemed to tear her brain apart made her hug her head and fell directly to the ground, struggling crazily.

Searle, who had just regained control of his body, felt the crazy ravings conveyed in his mind, and even Searle's own way of thinking began to become crazy.

Just when Syl couldn't hold on anymore, the golden light that had been emitting from her left hand spread to her whole body along the tattoo on her left hand.

Surrounded by the golden light, Syl felt a little better, but his head was still dizzy.

At this moment, Syl's right hand, the Holy Seal of the Goddess of Hope, also emitted a pale yellow holy light.

The holy light and the golden light fused together to form thin chains of golden inscriptions, wrapping around Syl's body layer by layer.

"Tsk, it's locked again, is that interesting?"

Searle could only hear a system sound coming from his mind, and then passed out.

In a coma, Searle's mind still kept jumping out one message after another.

"Mission: [No Fly Zone] Completed"

"Receive the mission reward: lucky draw chance X2"

"The [Sil Saint] card acquires a new form"

"【Sealed Final Witch】(Gold)"

"Name: Syl"

"Occupation: Witch-IX"

"Strength: 19"

"Physique: 41"