System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"Hope Goddess Church?" Edward replied after thinking carefully, "If it is limited to the Ibiza area, Hope Goddess Church is a real church that can bring hope, at least no other church has set up a church in Ibiza And church schools, only Goddess of Hope has done this."

"And I hope that the priests will encourage the children in Ibiza to go to school, provide free medical treatment for the poor in Ibiza, take us to protest the excessive working hours, teach us how to demand higher wages... "

"But the newspapers never write about their good things." Speaking of this, Edward seemed a little aggrieved.

Hearing this, Syl felt that he had a general idea of ​​the conflict between the nobles and the church in Ibiza.

That is the church's action of saving the world and helping the poor, which conflicts with the interests of capital.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

At this moment, there was a light knock on the door, and both Edward and Searle looked in the direction of the door at the same time.

"Brother..." A weak voice came from outside the door.

Edward turned his head and glanced at Searle, and after seeing Sill's nod, he said, "Come in, Lina."

The door was slowly opened, and Lina walked in slowly. She was wearing a long black dress with a simple white apron over it.

As if surprised that there were still people in the room, Lina showed a surprised expression on her gray face, stirring her skirt with her hands restlessly.

"It's okay, you can pretend that I don't exist." Syl smiled lightly and gracefully, and nodded to Lina.

"Hi pretty sister." Lina just nodded slightly to Syl, and then hid behind Edward.

She seemed to be more frightened by the stranger Searle than by the monstrous Edward.

"It's okay Lina, she's not a bad person, she just came to ask something." Edward wanted to reach out and pat his sister's shoulder to comfort her, but thinking of the eyes of his right hand, he lowered his raised hand again.

"Why is your face so dirty?" Edward looked at Lina with some distress. Suddenly, Edward seemed to see something, and his pupils shrank violently.

Near the lower abdomen of Lina's white apron, there is a huge bright shoe print, which is particularly dazzling in the white apron.

Before Edward could ask anything, Lina suddenly remembered something and smiled.

Lina reached out her small hand and took out a tightly wrapped small cloth bag from the pocket of her apron. She opened the cloth bag carefully, and there were some scattered coins inside. At a glance, there were about five shillings, and a dozen a penny.

"Brother, I went to look for Bearded Mike again in the morning, and he finally paid me two weeks' wages." Lina held the coin on the rag in both hands and raised it in front of Edward with a smile on her face. "Brother, we have money."

"So brother, don't do anything to hurt yourself, okay..."

"Lina will protect brother well."

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Chapter 50 Chapter 50 【The fanatical rap missionary】

"That bastard..."

Edward clenched his fists tightly.

His sister's words greatly stimulated him.

In order to make herself feel at ease, she actually begged that bastard for a salary... This should be the salary my sister deserves, but now she has to rely on begging and kicking to get it.

The steel coin on the cloth bag is like a meaty bone rewarded because they can't stand the dog's entanglement, but they have to rely on this "favor" to live.

Perhaps because he hated his own incompetence, tears flowed from the fingers of Edward's right hand, hitting the ground drop by drop.

Just when Lina was about to comfort her brother, Syl spoke, breaking the somewhat depressing atmosphere:

"last question."

"What is the name of the factory where your sister works, and where is it located?"

Hearing Searle's question, Edward temporarily suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart, and replied: "It's called Hancock Textile Factory, miss...it's at 12 Chicody Street, West District, Ibiza."

"West District." Syl nodded, picked up the banknotes placed by the window, and walked towards the door.

When passing by the dilapidated wardrobe, Syl slipped the 10 sous pounds into the handle of the wardrobe, and then ignored the two brothers and sisters, and walked out of the room under their gaze.

The 10 sous pounds may have been spent in an instant in the hands of Searle, but in the hands of the two brothers and sisters, it was half a year's food money.

This kind of huge gap abounds, and there are many people who are worse than them. The clown is not a savior, and he doesn't have the empathy to take care of so many other people's affairs.After inquiring about the information, the next step is to go to the scene to confirm it on the spot.

If you act quickly, you may be able to submit a satisfactory answer to the system before noon.

Maybe even Syl didn't notice that when she became more and more integrated with the clown and became a clown, her acting style and concept were also quietly changing.

In the following time, Syl followed the directions on the map and went to the place Edward had mentioned.

And on the way, I also encountered a small church of the Goddess of Hope. Although the church is small, there are many people gathering and praying at the door.

It seemed that they were afraid that the floor of the church would be soiled by the worn-out shoes of brothers who had been passed down for countless generations. No one walked into the church, and the pastor of the church had no choice but to preach at the door.

"It seems that the Goddess of Hope teaches that the people in Ibiza have a very high status in their hearts." Syl thought silently.

What Edward said gradually confirmed Seale's inference in reality, and the last place left was the Hank Textile Factory.

When walking through the west side of Ibiza, Seale took out his pocket watch to check the time. It was almost 10:30 in the morning. It took Seale about 10 minutes to walk from the south district to the west district.

After another 10 minutes of asking for directions and searching, Seale finally came to Hank's textile factory that Edward said.

Seeing the familiar row of four-storey houses in front of him, Searle frowned slightly.

Although there is a row of words "Hank Textile Factory" engraved between the windows on the third and fourth floors, this obviously does not conform to Searle's inner imagination of the factory.

It feels like a house in a residential area has been forcibly converted into a textile factory, and the surrounding area is still a normal residential area.And along the way, Seale has actually seen this kind of workshop many times.

"Is this the factory?"

There are a dozen female workers in front of the steam loom, operating the machine, the air is full of pungent coal smell, and the low roar of the steam engine can be heard all the time.

And if you go up, there are three floors.In other words, in such a connected row house, nearly [-] female workers were squeezed out to work inside. Although the doors and windows were open, Syl could still feel the stuffy atmosphere inside.

"Capital controls the means of production and squeezes the poor in Ibiza, which runs counter to the teachings of the Goddess of Hope. They are naturally opposite... and the one who manipulates everything to put pressure on the church is that Bangsang Baron Dee..."

"Is that so? System?"

After Syl said his answer in his heart, he silently waited for the system's answer.

"Are you sure you are submitting this answer?"

"determine."

"Mission: [Conspiracy under the Haze] Completed"

"Judgment: Normal success"

"Reward: Lucky Draw Chance × 1"

"Hidden Reward Acquisition Failed"

"Trigger a series of tasks: [The Fall of Ibiza]"

"Difficulty: ★★★★★"

"Introduction: The core of Suramar has long been chaotic and corrupt. Despair will spread to the entire city of Suramar sooner or later, and the poorest district of Ibiza will bear the brunt of it."

"Instead of letting someone else harvest this ripening despair, the one who takes this huge despair...why not you?"

"Come on! Open up the dirty core of Suramar, and start from the formation of the Ibiza riot army! Chaos! Crazy! This is the salvation that Ibiza needs!"

"Mission Reward: [Unknown] Fetter Purple Rank Character Card x 1"

Searle looked at this task with a difficulty full of stars, and his heart was not disturbed.

"What about the time limit, system."

"Maybe it's a month, maybe it's a few years, God knows where their plans are going"

"Hee hee... Interesting..." Searle began to feel that under the influence of the clown card, his mood became a little out of control.

It seems that the systematic task description is very in line with the clown's taste.

Some female workers in the workshop had already noticed Searle outside. They looked at Searle who was standing outside the window and staring straight in, showing a strange smile all the time, and they felt a little creepy in their hearts.

Especially the eyes... can't be described in words, crazy and joyful, it doesn't look like a normal person.

"Fear: 4/100"

A prompt from the system brought Syl back to her senses, and she instantly returned to a deadpan state, as if nothing had happened just now.

She didn't know that behind her at this moment, a person covered in a black robe was watching her all the time.

Searle stopped looking in the direction of the factory, but instead asked about the system:

"What is the unknown bond?"

"You can understand it as cards of the same series. By the way, both the Joker and the promoted Lover belong to the bond of [Unknown]"

"Ah."

After the mission is completed, besides this series of missions [The Fall of Ibiza], there is still the clown's promotion mission. Searle now decides to promote the clown before considering whether to do that series of missions.

But before that, you have to spend the number of lottery draws first. This is something that can really increase your combat power.

"System, lottery draw."

The clown didn't believe in any metaphysical lottery. Even though there were a lot of people around, all of them were workers who came out to take a lunch break in the factory, Searle still chose to draw a lottery on the spot.

Without any fancy special effects, a card with blue light appeared in front of Syl out of thin air.

"Crazy Rap Missionary Blue"

"Occupation: None"

"Rank: None"