System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"Hey..." Syl nodded, and then asked, "If I am an adult, can I fall in love?"

Originally, after Archbishop Ashara got up, he started to walk towards the door.

But when Archbishop Ashara finished hearing what Syl said, she stopped in her tracks.

Without turning her head to look at Syl, Ashara just turned her back to Syl and nodded: "Whatever, you."

"Then can you just find anyone?" Syl pursued behind Ashara.

"En." Ashara started walking again, walking towards the door.

"Then what if it's Archbishop Ashara?"

"Hmm." Ashara just answered subconsciously, and immediately realized something was wrong, "Huh?"

She turned around and looked at Searle with some doubts, with a little surprise in her eyes.

This time she never thought that Syl would say this.

For a while, Ashara's heart was so silent, and suddenly she felt a little confused.

But soon, Ashara adjusted her mood, she frowned slightly and looked at Syl and said:

"Don't, nonsense."

"Hey... Let me make an analogy..." Seeing Ashara's attitude, Syl was also timid, holding his head in his hands and looking at Ashara with innocent eyes.

"It's really..." Ashara opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but swallowed it back, just glanced at Syl lightly, and walked outside.

It wasn't until Ashara left the room that Searle let go of his hands holding his head.

The corners of the mouth were also slightly upturned, and there was a smile of unknown meaning.

Unexpectedly, Archbishop Ashara, who is hundreds of years old, has zero experience in love.

And just now when Syl tentatively said that when he was going to confess to Archbishop Ashara as an adult, Archbishop Ashara's reaction was also a bit intriguing.

It seems that there is a real drama...and Archbishop Ashara's reaction is also very cute in Syl's eyes.

The most important thing is that Archbishop Ashara seems to have always regarded himself as an elder, and when she treated Syl, she completely treated her with the mentality of looking after a child.

This point, Seale seems to be able to make good use of it.

After all, what could a child have in mind?

Syl leaned against the window sill, humming in a good mood while blowing the wind, waiting for his hair to be dried by the evening wind.

The next day, Syl was awakened by her own dream every day. She got up, stretched slightly, and walked towards the bathroom.

While washing up, she quickly went through the things she was going to do later.

Searle doesn't know how much time is left for Searle, so he can simplify it as much as possible.

If there is no accident, today you can see the clown's advanced task. Compared with the blue clown, the purple quality clown will definitely have a qualitative change.

Just like the comparison between Drake and other blue cards.

Today, I have to go to the King's Avenue, my temporary residence, to see if my identities are connected.

Maybe I have to go to Bwonsamdi's mansion to take a look, not only to find out about the situation in Ibiza, but also to learn from Barlow Bwonsamdi whether he has been exposed.

After all, that villa was given to him by Barlow Bwonsamdi.

Syl was not very worried that if Bwonsamdi really exposed his affairs, he would assist the palace to arrest him.

Because the doctor can control the life and death of Barlow Bwonsamdi's daughter.

Barlow, who loves his daughter dearly, must stand by Syl if he doesn't want his daughter to die.

Even if it took a step back, Barlow Bwonsamdi really made up his mind to help the royal family investigate him, Syl could talk to Barlow Bwonsamdi about his grandfather's time-disordered memory.

I believe that a certain lady witch must be happy to help me go back in time.

Chapter 133 Chapter 130 Sharon's Surveillance and Solutions

Today's Syl wore another brand-new black robe with silver and white church patterns printed on it, which was low-key yet revealing mysterious and noble.

When he walked downstairs, Syl hadn't met many people.

But when Searle walked to the gate of the Holy See, he noticed something wrong with the square.

On the square, there seemed to be two figures standing, one tall and one short, and they seemed to be talking about something.

And when Syl's figure appeared at the door, the taller figure turned around. She saw Syl and raised her hand to say hello with a smile:

"Hey~ our saint, good morning."

It's Sharon.

Although the tone was relaxed and the words he used were not serious, Searle was not at all relaxed in his heart.

But seeing Ashara beside Sharon made Syl feel a little better.

"Good morning, our sister the Pope." Then Syl looked at Ashara and raised his eyebrows, "And our Archbishop~"

When it came to the latter sentence, Searle's expression was truly happy.

"Morning." Ashara also responded briefly.

"By the way, I almost forgot the business." Sharon clapped her hands, turned her head to look at Ashara and said with a smile, "Okay, say goodbye to little Syrah."

goodbye?

Syl's heart immediately rose, and there was an ominous premonition lingering in her heart, lingering.

After hearing Sharon's words, Ashara was silent for a while, then took a step forward, looked at Syl and said:

"I'm going back to the frontier..." Ashara said in a word, "The frontier, it seems, is not peaceful."

When saying these words, Ashara did not reveal the slightest emotion, Syl couldn't see anything from her face at all.

"That's right, the forces on the border have been very restless recently, especially after Archbishop Ashara left, all kinds of forces lurking in the dark are ready to move."

There was a little worry in Sharon's eyes, she sighed, and continued:

"So there is no other way, we can only let Archbishop Ashara continue to go to the border to suppress those forces."

"As for the task of protecting you, I have already found a candidate."

Speaking of this, Sharon waved towards the distance, and only then did Syl notice that there was a woman in church uniform standing in the distance.

"Her name is Sandy, and she will always follow you and protect you." Sharon had a quiet smile on her face, as if everything was under her control.

It was a young woman who was slightly shorter than Seale and looked about 20 years old. She looked unsmiling and difficult to get along with.

"Is it the same as the Transcendent who followed Jane?" Searle said with a look of interest, "It makes people feel a lot safer if you follow him all the time."

When talking about this, Syl looked at Ashara with a smile, and said seriously:

"Don't worry Archbishop Ashara, Sister Sandy will replace you and protect me."

The expression is innocent, the smile is pure and sweet, the standard expression that Searle often practices boringly in the bathroom, and now it comes in handy.

"Please give me more advice." Sandy looked at Syl and nodded slightly, as if she had seen her before.

"Then, let's just chat with you two." Sharon finished with a smile, then took Ashara's elbow affectionately, and said to Syl with a smile, "I still have something to do with the Archbishop. chat."

"Okay~" Syl nodded, and watched Archbishop Ashara lead Archbishop Ashara towards the direction of the Holy See.

Only when their figures disappeared into the Holy See did Syl look away.

"Your Highness, let's go." Sandy stood behind Syl and said, "I will follow you around."

Replace Ashara...and send someone to watch over me?

Syl probably understood Sharon's intentions.

She only hoped that Archbishop Ashara would not be made things difficult by Sharon because of her own affairs.

"Okay, let's go." Syl nodded with a smile,

Rather than worrying about Ashara, who is currently known as the strongest fighter in the Hope Goddess Cult, Syl feels that she should worry about herself now.

Sandy, who was suddenly inserted into her side, completely disrupted all of Searle's plans.

As long as this nun named Sandy follows her, Nasir will be completely unable to move.

If you give up the transformation, Syl can't move an inch.

After taking a deep breath, Syl began to wander around the Bailuolan area wearing Sandy, and walked slowly towards the Sule area.

While walking, Seale also laughed and talked to Sandy from time to time, but there was no response.

Sandy seemed like a walking dead, completely ignoring Seale's accusations, and would only reply with simple words such as "um" or "okay".

This made Searle a little creepy, as if he was an empty shell without a soul, and he was arranged to monitor himself by his side.

Just when Syl didn't know what to do, Syl suddenly felt a wave of holy light behind him.

Sandy turned around immediately, made a vigilant movement, and protected Searle behind her.

Syl also turned his head, and after seeing a white holy light flashing past, Ashara's figure appeared in front of him.

"The Archbishop!" Syl yelled in surprise.

In this kind of powerless situation, Archbishop Ashara's appearance gave Syl some peace of mind.

Ashara looked at Syl and nodded, then looked at Sandy, her pupils turned completely black.

After staring at Sandy for a while, Ashara seemed to be sure of something, she walked to Syl's side, and whispered:

"I gotta go."

"She is, senior, golem."

"I can't, stay for a long time."

After Ashara finished speaking, she glanced at Syl again, as if she wanted to bring her appearance into her mind.

Then, before Syl even had time to say goodbye, Ashara turned into a ray of holy light and disappeared.

"The Archbishop..." Syl murmured to the scattered holy light in front of him.

It seems that Archbishop Ashara, in an emergency, took the time to come over to give himself a little reminder.