System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Syl noticed that her hands were wrapped in white bandages.

Looking carefully, the background color of the bandage is actually black, but there are dense white inscriptions written on it, which makes it look particularly white from a distance.

When she took off the hood, her face hidden under the shadow of the hood was also revealed.

It was a pale, bloodless face, like a dead man who just stood up from the grave.

But apart from her pale complexion and long, haggard, curly gray hair, there was nothing about her to impress.

If you insist on saying that the wound is also counted, then the suture on her face from the right eyelid to the corner of the left mouth and then to the neck is quite eye-catching.

At least compared to the other two witches, she seems to be an ordinary extraordinary person, even her appearance is ordinary.

Is this the fourth witch the system said?That one represents [ceremony].

But after the other party completely put down the hood, the sharp-eyed Syl discovered another peculiarity.

The person who was suspected of being a witch had a rough black leather mask hanging around her neck... There was a long and sharp crow's mouth at the front end of the mask.

Crow mouth mask?

Syl frowned slightly.

Stitching...gray hair...crowmouth mask...these elements stack up, and it's hard not to remind Syl of a certain card.

[Holy Maiden]: "Miss Doctor, please comment sharply on how her face is stitched."

[Doctor]: "It can't be called art, it's just ordinary craftsmanship."

The doctor's answer was somewhat different from Searle's inner thoughts, which made Searle a little confused.

"Hello, Miss Searle," the woman suspected of being a witch bent slightly towards Searle and introduced herself respectfully, "You can call me a psychic witch, or you can call me by my first name, Xi .”

汐？

Very strange name, at least there is no such monophonic name in Dasaya, it sounds more like a transliteration from other languages.

Although the other party was very polite, Syl still would not neglect such an existence, she said:

"Hi, Your Majesty the Witch, it's an honor to meet you."

"I don't know my two..."

"Are those two little followers of yours?" Xi's tone sounded like she was talking with a smile, but there was no smile on her face, "They are fine, please don't worry."

Syl couldn't think of any reason for the witch to lie to herself, so she didn't worry too much about the disappearance of her companion.

After deliberating for a while, she asked, "Are you looking for me?"

"Really." Xi nodded, admitted the matter directly, and confessed bluntly, "I came here after hearing about you from Marcie."

"Your Majesty?" Syl nodded curiously, "How did she mention me to you, Your Excellency?"

Searle would ask this, mainly because the other party looked easy to talk to, and the difficulty of one star also made Searle a little less vigilant in his heart.

What's more, Syl wanted to know why this witch would take the initiative to find him.

"She told me that there is a person who can use part of the power of the savior of the previous era, and even part of his personality...so I will take a look."

Xi's tone was very kind, but her facial muscles seemed to have completely lost their function, and she couldn't make a kind expression that matched her tone.

This expressionless face like a dead person made it hard for Searle to think that the other party was being kind, but felt a little weird.

However, Syl got some information from her words.

She came to her because she felt a sense of "familiarity".

At least that's what the witch named Xi expressed in her words.

"Are you looking for someone?" Searle asked directly.

"Looking for someone?" After hearing Syl's words, Xi shook her head and said, "No, I'm not looking for someone. The person I'm looking for has been dead for a long time."

"So you're here?"

Now, Searle couldn't guess what the other side was looking for him to do.

"Me? I simply want to pass on the ritual to this world that has lost the inheritance of the ritual." Xi's words were straightforward.

"So what do you need me to do?" Syl asked.

"Help me spread the word about the ritual."

"Can't you do this yourself?"

Syl didn't understand.

If you want to spread these things, you just need to spread them yourself.

As long as she let out the word that she knows how to be promoted, with the current situation, there will definitely be a large wave of people flocking to learn her promotion ceremony.

"These rituals can help you gain fame, and these reputations can help you a lot," Xi shook her head, "and I don't need these."

Hearing this, Searle slightly opened his eyes.

What do you mean?

It means that this witch doesn't need anything, and she also came up with different promotion ceremonies that Syl needs most at present to help Syl?

What female Bodhisattva?

But thinking that the witch herself is to solve the "disaster" that may come in the future, Syl understands a little bit.

Obviously, these witches have completely regarded Syl as the savior of this era and the solution to this "disaster".

This can also explain why the difficulty of the witch task has dropped in the latter part.

"How far does it need to spread?" Syl asked the most critical question.

To what extent should this information be disseminated.

If the promotion ceremony is to be known to the extraordinary people all over the world, then the difficulty of this task will directly double.

"It's a time when both you and I think it's appropriate." Xi didn't answer this question directly, but gave a relatively vague answer.

"Do you think it's the right time...Okay." Syl nodded and agreed to Xi's request.

Although Syl doesn't know how far Xie thinks it will be enough, so he can only do it according to his own ideas first.

If Syl really knew all the promotion ceremonies of the extraordinary path, then Syl would have more cards in his hand.

Even in the face of the cultists spreading wildly, Syl felt that he could fight.

However, Syl still has a little doubt, and wants to solve it.

So she couldn't help but asked another question in the spiritual coherence.

[Saint]: "Miss Doctor, do you really not know her?"

[Doctor]: "Sorry, I don't have any memory of this."

【Saint】: "Okay..."

"Wait a minute, let me sort out the promotion ceremony of this era, so that it will be easier for you to remember."

While Syl was still talking to the doctor, the [ritual] witch raised her right hand, and a flashing rune appeared in her palm.

Other runes are constantly merging towards that rune, and Syl is also watching the process of this fusion.

But obviously, Syl couldn't understand it at all.

Just feel great.

While waiting for the runes to condense, Xi seemed to have noticed that Syl was staring at the mask hanging around his neck, and Xi looked at Syl.

"Does it look familiar?" Xi asked lightly.

"Huh? Sorry, I didn't mean to stare at it," Syl apologized a little embarrassedly, and replied honestly, "Yes, it does look familiar."

"It seems that you have indeed obtained her power," Xi's voice dropped for some reason, "I think you will make good use of it."

"Her strength?"

Now, Seale is basically determined.

This witch must have met the doctor in some era, probably the era in which the doctor existed.

When Syl was thinking about this question, Witch Xi had already condensed the runes.

A shimmering white rune, about the size of a fingernail, lay quietly in Xi's palm.

The wording of the rune is a bit like a letter, but it is not a letter of Dasaya.

"Feel it." Xi said, throwing the physical rune in his hand towards Syl.

When the rune flew towards Syl, Syl subconsciously reached out to catch it, because she didn't feel any aggression from the rune.

When Syl's hand touched the physical rune, Syl's head seemed to explode instantly, buzzing continuously.

Countless pictures and actions, as well as countless lists of materials, were pouring into Searle's mind crazily.

This just happened in a flash, and by the time Syl wanted to cry out in pain, the feeling had completely disappeared.

And the shimmering rune in Syl's hand also shattered in an instant, turning into a shimmer and dissipating.

Syl can feel that as long as she thinks about the formation or ceremony of a certain church now, countless pictures will flash in her mind.

Even the most familiar three-into-four formation that Syl has experienced, there are many variants and improved versions in Sill's mind.

This made Searle a new formation, and he evolved into a "master of formation" in an instant. Of course, he was a master with only theory.

Syl stopped browsing in his mind, looked at Xi in front of him, and said sincerely:

"Thank you very much for your dedication, Your Excellency Xi."

"For the world." Xi nodded, then fell silent.

"For the world." Syl also repeated Xi's words, expressing his determination.

At the same time, Syl, who is proficient in Ashara, also saw a trace of entanglement in Xi's eyes, which were also expressionless.

Syl didn't continue to say anything, nor did he say that he was going to leave, but just quietly waited for Xi to speak out.

Without making Sylre wait for a long time, after a while, Xi raised his eyelids and looked in Sylvan's direction.

"Can I see her?" Although Xie couldn't show any expression on her face, there was a hint of pleading in her tone.

The emotion contained in those words moved even Searle a little.