System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Suddenly, he frantically rushed to the bookshelf beside him, rummaged through the books on it, and muttered quickly:

"No...it's not like this...Great-grandfather was still alive in 1453...the history of the nobles of the Great Saaya Empire is recorded..."

Searle stood up vigilantly, and slowly retreated step by step towards the door of the living room. If there was anything wrong with Barlow, Searle would immediately rush out of the living room.

Suddenly, Barlow's hand froze on a certain page, as if he had learned something.

"1453...died? My father died too? 30 years ago?"

"why......"

"Why is the memory in my mind so clear? My father shouldn't have died so early... I obviously refurbished Lord Silver Crow's portrait after listening to his words 20 years ago..."

Barlow was bewildered like a maniac, throwing away the aristocratic history in his hands, crying and laughing like a maniac.

Suddenly, a black halo appeared above Barlow's head, and Barlow was frozen because of the appearance of the halo.

And the appearance of this halo also made Syl's mind explode, thinking that Syl was frantically sending all kinds of crazy and dangerous thoughts.

run... run...

Syl wanted to move, but he couldn't use all his strength, as if he had lost his soul, he stared at the halo.

quick!move!There's weirdness in the halo!

When Syl was about to use his transformation to escape quickly, a white and slender hand stretched out from the halo, and the magic circle in his hand appeared and tapped in the void.

"Really..." A illusory female voice came from inside the halo, sounding like she was complaining, "You messed up the era yourself, don't tear up the gap anymore, and you want me to Fix it once... you idiot!"

"cycle--"

With a low moan, the magic circle on that finger collapsed into a black spot, and then expanded wildly in an instant, and it didn't know how far it spread. Syl's eyes went dark and he almost lost consciousness.

get moving...

It seemed that Syl's inner cry had an effect. In an instant, Syl regained her body's ability to move, and she quickly opened her eyes.

In front of him was a familiar guard, and he was wearing a mask on his face.

In the distance, he saw the tall and thin Barlow running towards him.

"Master Silver Raven! Oh... I thought it would be difficult for me, Bwonsamdi, to meet him again in this life."

Barlow's tone was slightly exaggerated.

"Please come inside, Lord Silver Crow. May I ask if you are here today..."

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PS: I don't know how to pigeon!If you don't update, you will take a good leave of absence!

However, the time of Maoke is counted from 80:[-] in the morning...so the update is later...in fact, I update it every day! ! !The full attendance has never been interrupted, and the last book has more than [-] words. The full attendance has never been interrupted! ! !

Uh... so the cuties want to see the update time of Yangjian?If so, please let me know and I'll switch back to updating during the day.

If it is updated during the day, what point do you think is better?Or is it the time to update after dinner in the afternoon or evening?

【What kind of boy do you like】

【Smile is very sunny, the person who can hold me in the palm of your hand】

[High EQ: Do you like Tathagata Buddha? 】

[Low EQ: Are you a monkey? 】

Chapter 69 Chapter 67 Vivian

Seeing Barlow Bwonsamdi approaching him, Seale instinctively took a small step back.

Wasn't he on the verge of insanity just now?

Besides, wasn't the me just now waiting for Pei'er in the living room with Barlow?

Time seemed to go all the way back to the moment when the guards called Bwonsamdi when he first arrived.

Time...backwards?

Syl looked at Barlow, who was in a very good state of mind and showed no signs of madness, and suddenly felt his tongue was a little dry.

Going back in time... What a terrifying ability... Is this the ability that [Cycle] Witch possesses?

"Follow-up visit..." Syl felt his voice was hoarse from fear.

When you don't know it, time and space.How many times did you do it again?

Bwonsamdi, who was walking in front, turned most of his body sideways, and said as he walked, "I'm really sorry to bother you, my little girl's physical condition..."

That demeanor and movement were exactly the same as when Syl came here for the first time.

In Searle's eyes, this is repeating what has already been done, and the feeling that everything is walking according to the original track makes Searle creepy.

Until he entered the living room, Syl was still a little dazed. Before entering the living room, he paused for a while, as if he wanted to find out what was different inside, or find any unusual aura.

It's a pity that everything is exactly the same as it was before backtracking. Even the bookshelves that were messed up by Barlow before have returned to their original neat appearance.

"Master Silver Crow, you just sit down...huh?" While Barlow was still talking, Syl had already lowered his head, walked over to the chair over there and sat down.

This skillful movement made Barlow wonder if he had entertained Lord Silver Crow before.

But soon Barlow put away his doubts, went outside, and ordered a maid to ask Pei'er to come down.

When he returned to the living room again, Barlow looked at Lord Silver Crow who was wearing a mask and lowered his head in thought, feeling a little overwhelmed for a while.He always felt that Master Silver Crow came today for other things.

However, as the owner of the house, Barlow couldn't neglect guests like Lord Silver Crow, so he had to find something to talk about.

After pondering for a while, he asked, "Master Silver Crow, are you interested in what happened after my great-grandfather? I will give you all of this."

From Barlow's perspective, Master Silver Crow seemed to be taken aback when he heard this sentence.

Then, the silver crow in front of him raised his head, the silver crow's beak and the two pieces of black glass used to observe the outside world reflected a strange light.

"Uh..." Barlow thought he had said something wrong, he swallowed nervously, "If Lord Silver Crow doesn't want to hear..."

"Let's talk," Lord Silver Crow in front of me said slowly, "I want to hear it."

I don't know if it was Barlow's illusion, but he seemed to hear the trembling in Lord Silver Crow's voice.

These things were quickly forgotten by Barlow. He cleared his throat and was about to say something, but then everything in front of Barlow's eyes was completely distorted, and Barlow's own thinking also completely stopped.

But from Searle's perspective, when he said again that he wanted to hear how Barlow's great-grandfather met him, that weird black halo appeared over the living room again.

This time, the whole world turned gray and white, a bit similar to the state of a saint when her spiritual vision was activated.

"Hey! Did you do it on purpose!" There was an angry shout from inside the black ring, but it seemed harmless because of its too cute voice.

However, Syl did not let down his vigilance at all because of this voice. Syl stared at the black ring, holding the strongest missionary card in his hand.

This was Syl's intention to inquire about that matter with Barlow again, in order to lure the black ring out again.

It can only be said that Syl's guess is correct, the witch in the black ring is not hostile to him, and Syl wants to figure out her purpose of observing him.

"Huh? What are you talking about? I don't know very well," Syl took a step back pretending to be terrified, and folded his arms around his chest. "What is this? It's so scary. The world has come to a standstill."

It's just that if the tone can be read without being so flattering, the effect may be really good.

"Asshole! You're still acting, right?" The black ring disappeared in an instant, and appeared on top of Searle's head in the next second.

Before Syl could react, a white arm stretched out from the black ring and lightly punched Syl on the head.

Then, the black ring disappeared again and reappeared in the sky, but this time, a petite girl in black Lolita clothes jumped out of the black ring and sat firmly on the black ring.

She raised her left leg, which was wearing white stockings, and put it on her right leg.

The long black hair fluttered behind him in waves, as if there was no gravity.

The scarlet pupils stared at Searle condescendingly, the corners of her mouth curled up a little, and her long thin ears made her look even more evil.

She looked at Searle and asked:

"You really surprised me, you seemed to know from the beginning who was watching you."

"A little guy who is clearly only at the first level can actually know my existence... I'm curious, what else do you know..."

It seemed that it was a waste of time to see Syl still looking up and standing there in a daze, she urged impatiently: "Why are you standing there, don't you have anything to ask?"

"Yes." Syl nodded.

"Oh, then you can ask." The girl raised her head slightly, looking a little casual, "I'll answer according to my mood."

Now Syl, while answering the question of the suspected witch in front of him, was still trying to find out something from the system.

"System, is this the [Cycle] Witch?"

"To be precise, [Witch of Destruction], [Cycle] is just an expression of her function."

Loops...time and space...disruption...no one in this era...a rift in reality...

These words occupied Searle's mind, and she quickly came up with such a possibility.

"The system, the doctor, and the clown are not from this era, are they? Lovers and clowns don't exist in the same era either... The same bond is just the same person in a different era?"

"The world is in a certain cycle, and the duty of the Witch of Destruction is to break the cycle. I, who does not exist in the cycle, is the only variable?"

"So the mission is the test of the Witch of Destruction, not something else?"

This is the only answer Searle can deduce from the existing clues in this situation.

"It's true that you understand that... But don't you think about turning back to the person in front of you? She seems to be unable to hold back."

Syl's eyes were focused, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the Witch of Destruction above, clenched her fists tightly, but her head was still raised, as if she wanted to put this "arrogant" posture until Syl spoke until.

"Uh..." Syl pondered for a long time before finally speaking, "Can you say anything?"

"You said it!"

"...Did you eat?" Syl held back for a long time, and finally only asked this sentence.

Witch of Destruction: "?"