System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

The pain in the body disappeared, and the fracture seemed to be restored to its original state.

But Syl knew that his body hadn't healed, he was still seriously injured, he just changed his body.

I just don't know how long this situation can last, or as long as the main body doesn't come out, it can stay in that space until Syl finds a way to heal the main body?

Before Syl could continue to think, that crazy and treacherous spirit once again impacted Syl's will.

The great pain and fright that he had just experienced had consumed most of Syl's spirit.

Now the character's spiritual pollution is transmitted again, making Searle a little bit irresistible.

"Hee hee hee......"

There is a vast wheat field behind the monastery, and Searle just sat down in the wheat field, lowered his head, and smiled like a madman.

I wanted to stand up several times, but because of my uncoordinated body, I fell down again and overwhelmed the large wheat fields.

With her hilarious clown costume and spooky makeup, she looks like a drunk circus performer.

Gotta hurry...get out of here...

Syl had given up on controlling his facial expressions and language, and tried his best to control his body so that he could move.

But before she could do that, the pursuers had already arrived.

Andaman ran all the way over.

Because he was undercover in the church, in order not to be noticed, he failed to reach the intermediate level in terms of divine spells or spellcasting skills.

Naturally, there are no dazzling displacement methods that can only be found after the intermediate level.

Finally, Andaman rushed to the wheat field behind the monastery.

When Andaman saw the overwhelmed wheat field, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and sneered.

"Obviously you don't know magic skills, you don't have any extraordinary abilities, and you still make me so embarrassed. To be honest, you are really..." Andaman walked towards the figure in the wheat field.

It's just that the closer he gets, the more Andaman feels something is wrong.

How... the one with green hair?

Andaman didn't dare to push him any further, he quickened his pace and walked towards the figure.

"Hee hee...hahaha..."

The closer he got to that figure, the more disturbed Andaman's heart became.

This...is not a saint! ?

Looking at the woman who staggered up and sat down again, without any injuries, Andaman directly raised his hand and began to construct the spell.

"Woman, raise your head." Andaman's tone was a little angry.

It seemed that he heard Andaman's voice, and fear directly lingered in Syl's heart.

She really wanted to escape quickly, because she had no power to fight back, but under the crazy mental oppression, she couldn't control herself well.

For a moment, a feeling of despair spread in Syl's heart, and the clown infinitely exaggerated her inner emotions.

In the end, she looked at Andaman, stood up slowly, crying and laughing.

"Wooooow...hehe..."

Andaman looked at the lunatic-like woman in front of him, the corner of his mouth twitched, and the magic in his hand was also aroused.

A water bomb hit Searle's face at an extremely fast speed, and Searle, who was originally unstable, was blown out and fell to the ground.

But most of the makeup on his face was washed away by the strong water flow.

The narrow and long phoenix eyes, the tall nose bridge and thin lips, no matter how beautiful they are, they can give people a cool feeling.

"Damn it!" When he saw this face, Andaman knew that he might have missed.

The information must have been leaked at that level, and the saint has been rescued.

Although the lunatic woman in front of her also has beautiful eyes, she has no time to collect them right now.

Escape is important.

Perhaps because of the scene after the failure of the mission, Andaman had a feeling of fear in his heart, and this feeling was well conveyed to the mad woman on the ground before he left.

【Fear Absorption】

With the departure of Andaman, the kidnapping crisis was declared resolved, but the crisis in Syl was still going on.

In order to fight against the crazy babbling in his mind, Syl, who has been ups and downs all the time, has no energy to manage his body anymore.

The hair and clothes that were wet by the water bombs were dried by the sun, and fleas and various insects also crawled over her body unscrupulously.

From the scorching sun at noon to the chirping of insects at night, batch after batch of people from the church passed by the wheat field, searching for the missing Syl, but found nothing.

No one knows that the person they are searching for has actually been in the wheat field next door, experiencing a spiritual life-and-death confrontation.

Until the evening, when everything returned to silence, Searle, who was smirking in the wheat field and his mouth was almost crooked, finally stopped his hoarse laughter.

I don't know whether he obeyed the character card or was swallowed by the spirit of the character card, Syl stood up smoothly, and his movements were smooth, not like he had mental problems.

I saw her stretching her stiff body slowly and willfully in the darkness, as if she was dancing solo under the moonlight.

But paired with ridiculous costumes, and a large piece of fixed red makeup that flows downward on the mouth, it looks like an ogre with blood flowing from the corner of its mouth, which looks terrifying and graceful under the moonlight.

"Your fear, I have received."

"Mr. Andaman."

"Have you hidden it?"

Syl's voice was hoarse and magnetic.

"Elegant Scary Clown"

"Fitness: 28%"

Chapter 9 The Weird Woman

"Damn...damn!"

"Three years...Three years later and three years later, I have been lying in the Church of Hope for so long, and the mission has failed..."

"I didn't dare to take a step forward for more than ten years, because I was afraid of being discovered, really hell!"

"I won't play with you for the grievances and grievances of your nobles and the church..."

On the path in the field, a man was tearing something on his face while walking.

The tiny flame created by raising his hand burned the things torn off his face.

After he cleaned up all the fragments on his face, a face with uneven color due to the removal of some meat pieces appeared, as if it had been divided.

He is Andaman.

The Andamans had scoured the fields before the church started the search yesterday.

But in that wheat field, except for that lunatic woman, there was no trace of Saintess Cyr at all.It was as if it had evaporated out of thin air.

In order to avoid being searched by the church, he had been wandering the fields outside all night, during which time he went to steal a set of farmer's clothes.

Of course, in order to avoid troubles caused by the farmers calling the police, he did some "simple handling".

His own clothes had already been cleaned by magic.

Andaman's face, also under his make-up skills like disguise, completely changed into the appearance of another person-a tanned farmer.

The purpose of his trip is Suramar, which can be said to be the largest trading city in the world and the capital of the Great Saaya Empire.

Here has the world's largest urban population, the largest number of factories, the largest flow of people, and the extremely high crime rate brought about by the huge population.

A place like this is the place that suits you, not a church that keeps the rules.Andaman has suppressed himself for too long.

Thinking of this, the corner of Andaman's mouth curled up.

A group of aristocrats whose brains have been fed to pigs and churches that are stuck in rules and regulations, they will never find themselves.

In a few years...

Wait a few more years and collect some more collections...

Andaman touched the upper shirt pocket of the somewhat old, short-cut jacket, and felt at ease after feeling two round objects inside.

Who would have thought that a farmer's daughter could have such beautiful eyes?At this time, the farmers who had just visited Andaman had already set fire to the sky.

No matter how much the police searched, it was impossible to know that the criminal who killed a person, dismembered the corpse, and set fire to the corpse was just for a set of clean clothes.

This kind of random crime with unknown purpose is the most difficult to detect.

As Andaman continued to advance, gradually, more manors and pastures appeared in front of him.

And the buildings shrouded in gray haze in the distance, as well as the scattered carriages that could be seen, made his eyes light up.

"Dirty——Kuch—Kuch——" The roar of the steam train indicated that Andaman had finally arrived.

Suramar.

Except for a few patrolling police with guns on the periphery, there are some homeless people and children of the poor wandering around the periphery. The dust raised on the road and the smoke from the factories filled the whole city with a faint smog.

Andaman didn't stay too long, as if he was familiar with this place, after entering the city, he walked directly towards one of the roads.

But at the intersection, Andaman didn't know if his eyes were dazzled, as if he saw a green figure.

When I took a closer look, I realized that it was just a tall woman with green hair, performing magic tricks for a group of children under the street lights on the side of the street.

Although she couldn't see her face clearly, the woman also laughed as the children were amused by the magic trick, and seemed to laugh more happily than the children.

"Freak." Andaman didn't look too much, and after muttering something in a low voice, he continued walking towards the southern area of ​​Ibiza.

The average person seldom enters this area, at least not well-dressed people.

Because the southern district of Ibiza is a famous slum in Suramar City, where poverty and chaos are the epithets.

There is no reason for the patrol police to be assigned to patrol there, because going there means working overtime-something will definitely happen, every day.

But fortunately, the prices there are also the cheapest, which also leads to the influx of desperate people no matter how chaotic the southern area of ​​Ibiza is.

Andaman first bought some food at the bakery, and then started looking for a hotel.