System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"Mission introduction: Ten people are afraid of you, you are notorious; a thousand people are afraid of you, you are vicious; 10 people are afraid of you, you are the new order; when everyone is afraid of you... you God

"Please harvest 100 copies of fear within a week, it's very simple"

"Fear: 3/100"

"Countdown: 167:23:59"

"Mission Reward: [Romantic Heartbreaker]"

Looking at this mission introduction, Syl's walking pace slowed down.

"What do you mean? Let me kill a hundred people!?"

Searle's heart fluctuated strongly, even though she was almost perfectly integrated with the clown, she was still surprised by this number.

"No...not right..."

Seeing the 3 fears he collected now, Searle immediately denied his thoughts.

Until just now, there were only two people who died directly or indirectly in his hands, so why did he gain three shares of fear?

Syl suddenly remembered one thing, that was what happened when she finally came to Suramar City for the first time in Andaman that day.

At that time, the clown card was dominant. When passing by a two or three-year-old girl, the girl was frightened by the makeup on her face, ran and cried, and even fell down.

This can also be regarded as a fear! ?

If Syl kept scaring children, wouldn't he be promoted?

But after thinking about it carefully, Syl also felt that this method was not feasible.

During this week, she couldn't scare the children 24 hours a day, and most importantly, she didn't have so many children to scare her.

Maybe find a kindergarten or orphanage to scare?

Thinking of this, the corner of Syl's mouth twitched... Perhaps it was the last day of last resort that Syl would make such a move.

"To be honest, if you can come up with this idea, the system thinks that you are 1000% in the bottom of your heart^^"

"Hehe, you're welcome." Syl didn't have much psychological burden.

Scaring children is better than killing people.As a child, how can you call a complete childhood without any childhood shadows?

Next, Searle focused on the mission rewards.

"Romantic heart-stealing...why do you feel that it's not serious?" Searle asked curiously, "System, can you check the attributes of this card in advance?"

"Hi, can't"

"It's really unreasonable and petty." Syl shook his head helplessly.

However, from the naming method of the previous system, it is not difficult for Searle to see that the naming is done in the order of "character", "ability" and "identity".

From this, we can roughly infer the general playing method of the next card.

Although the name seems to be quite normal, Syl absolutely does not believe that this card is a normal card this time.

There must be tricks.

Looking at the time, there is not much time tonight, and the investigation of Bwonsamdi can only be postponed. The higher priority now is to collect potions and spread fear.

If you can't find a suitable potion, you have to drink the only potion directly to promote. This kind of card bug opportunity can't be wasted.

When he was about to walk out of the southern area of ​​Ibiza, Searle found an alley at random and turned back into the virgin body.

Then he took off the glasses and wiped them before putting them on again, and walked towards Bai Luolan District where the Holy See was located.

I don't know if it's because I'm completing the system task, but the babbling of the holy medicine in my head has also been reduced to the point where it can hardly be heard.

It is estimated that the next bottle of holy medicine can be drunk without waiting until the task is completed.

When Syl entered the gate of the Holy See, Syl saw Ashara leaning against the handrail of the stairs and looking at her. God knows how long she had been waiting here.

This made Syl feel a little guilty, as if he was wandering outside and went home to face his messy wife.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I violated the teachings of the Goddess of Hope..." Syl quickly said in his heart.After changing back to his original body, Searle's thinking was obviously much more open.

"Hmm. Hmm?" Ashara looked at Syl, her pupils dilated slightly, and she actually felt a sense of shock.

The holy light flashed, and the next second Ashara appeared in front of Syl, she stared at Syl with wide eyes: "Digestion, is it over?"

"Four days???"

In Ashara's tone, there were rare emotional fluctuations.

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Chapter 46 Clues to Conflict

"Do not......"

Ashara denied a sentence to herself, and then activated her spirit vision, staring at Syl with black hole-like eyes, making her scalp a little numb.

Syl has always wondered why the archbishop of the Hope Goddess Sect would be so scary when he activated his spiritual vision. If someone told Sill that Ashara was the villain, Syl would probably believe it.

After carefully inspecting it with her spirit vision, Ashara finally turned off her spirit vision, her expression seemed to be relieved.

"What's the matter, Archbishop Ashara?" Seeing Ashara's expression, Syl took off his glasses and put them in the pocket of his robe, and asked nervously, "Is there something wrong with my body?"

Syl was quite afraid that something would go wrong with his body, so he was cowardly.

"No." Ashara seemed to confirm something, her expression regained her composure, "Digesting, it's not over."

"Can't you digest it too quickly?" Syl asked curiously.

From Ashara's words, Syl could only understand that he seemed to be close to digesting it, but it was still a little bit short.

Ashara shook her head lightly.

This shaking of the head made Searle feel that she was not answering her question at all, but just denying something deep in her heart.

Guessing riddles has never been Searle's specialty, so she decided to ask directly:

"Archbishop Ashara, how long does it normally take to digest the first bottle of holy medicine?"

"Am I going too fast?"

It may be because of his rich experience in resisting clowns and doctors' ramblings, the holy medicine of the lamb of the first holy order did not have much impact on Syl from the beginning.

Especially after the clown's fusion degree is further improved, it is a third of the holy medicine compared to the magic medicine, which is not enough.

"You, soon." Ashara looked at Syl and nodded, her expression and tone were very serious, but what she said made Syl feel a little uncomfortable. "Saint, it's normal."

"I haven't tried it yet, how do you know if I'm fast or not." Searle retorted silently in his heart, but it was obvious that he was fighting for some dignity for something that had passed away.

This is the same as people after amputation often feel phantom limbs. Searle also thinks that a certain part of his body that has disappeared is still there, but when this idea first came up, the feeling of emptiness between his legs It will remind her that she can't go back to the past.

To put it bluntly, some things that can be tough are gone, but you can still be tough.

Oh no, I didn't dare to be stubborn, I only dared to refute in my heart.

"How is it today? Feeling." Ashara walked to the table and sat down, looked at Syl and asked, "Need, what?"

"Hmm... Today I went to the clothing store on Hemington Avenue, and then I visited Suramar City. I don't need anything, and I still have a lot of sous pounds." Syl stopped here, It seems to have been said.

"Then?" Ashara seemed to know something, she continued to ask, "At night?"

"Tonight..." Ashara's questioning made Syl feel uneasy.

From day one, Sister Shawnee, Searle had known that the Cult of Hope had a way of detecting lying.

Therefore, when Searle mentioned some sensitive points before, he would bring them half-truths and half-truths, and would not go into details.

For example, I just said that I went to the clothing store on Hemington Street. This is indeed true, but later I participated in the magic salon in the clothing store and bought some items. Seale just ignored it.

But now, Ashara seemed to know something, which made Syl somewhat at a loss as to how to deal with it.

In the end, under Ashara's calm gaze, Syl was still defeated, and said weakly: "I went to the southern area of ​​Ibiza and saved people."

Searle didn't lie, it was true that he saved someone, but not today, but a few days ago, he sewed up a person who fell from the roof.

"En." Ashara nodded, seemingly not surprised by Syl's answer. "Avenues of hope, help. Ibiza, need redemption."

Ibiza in need of redemption?

Hope the way to advance is by helping others?Think carefully about those indifferent whispers that seem to be explained by the holy medicine. On the other hand, it is indeed not to stand on the sidelines, but to practice the way of salvation.

"Then besides me, are there other monks and nuns in Suramar who are going to Ibiza to help others?" Syl asked curiously.

"Almost all." Ashara's tone was light, as if it wasn't an important matter.

"Almost all?" Searle repeated in a murmur.

But if you think about it carefully, it is indeed normal.In the dirty and messy southern district of Ibiza, the words "poverty" and "chaos" were branded in Searle's mind. Thinking about it this way, this kind of slum area is simply the holy medicine digestion experience field of the Goddess of Hope.

I hope that the promotion of the Goddess Cult requires helping others, and the Ibiza district is a place that lacks salvation. Thinking about it this way, Syl went to the right place by mistake.

But why is the Ibiza district still in such disarray?It stands to reason that with so many monks and nuns going there to help the poor, the security and living conditions of those people will at least improve a little bit?

Syl told Ashara about his doubts, and what he got in exchange was Ashara's silence.

"I'm not here often, Suramar." Ashara shook her head, "It's changed too much."

Syl knew right away that it was because Ashara didn't want to elaborate on this matter with herself.

If Ashara really didn't understand Suramar because she stayed in the no-man's frontier all year round, then she definitely wouldn't say clearly that the Ibiza area needs redemption.

Obviously Ashara won't harm herself, so there is only one possibility.Behind the poverty and weakness in the Ibiza area, there is definitely a behemoth that the church dare not act rashly, and Syl cannot know about it, which is causing all this to happen.