System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"A puppet..." Syl murmured silently in his heart.

If Ashara didn't remind him, Syl would have completely thought that this was a real person, and wouldn't think towards the puppet at all.

But if it's a puppet...

It doesn't matter if you kill it and sew it up again.

Even if it is parasitic, it doesn't matter, right?

And Syl also has a master assistant who manipulates puppets - Fina.

Looking at the puppet in front of her, Syl smiled again. She already had a perfect plan in her heart.

Take a puppet to monitor me, right...

Sorry about that.

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PS: I owe 7 chapters, thank you for your blades and tickets, there are still nine days before the bounty closes.

Binglai——

[1. This operation was a success, Xiao Ming's failed life is over]

[2. The idol is pregnant, so the idol trainee]

[3. Because the network speed is too slow, Xiao Ming can only buffer after taking off his pants]

Thank you for subscribing here~ These two chapters are coded by mobile phone, so it took a long time...Sorry...And, good night!

Chapter 134 [Request for leave] Sorry, please take a day off

I will be defending tomorrow, and there are a lot of things to prepare today, and the scheduled two chapters may not be updated.

I will count these two chapters into the owed update, adding up to a total of 9 owed updates, I am very sorry, and will make up later.

A sincere apology to the little cutie who is waiting for the update - I'm sorry.

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Chapter 135 Chapter 130 Happy to be a Mother (4000 word chapter)

After the holy light belonging to Ashara in front of him completely disappeared, Syl slowly turned his head and glanced at the puppet beside him.

Then, Sil continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.

However, Syl's purpose changed quietly. From the original road to the King's Avenue, he turned around and went to Ibiza in the opposite direction.

Sandy should be a relatively high-level puppet, at least from Syl's perception, which is almost the same as the pressure that Fina brought to Syl.

Perhaps the magic and countermeasures are not so comprehensive, but in terms of combat effectiveness on paper alone, the strength of the puppet can at least reach the fourth level.

Moreover, why is Sharon able to drive golems?

Before meeting Fina, Syl never knew about puppets. It seemed that magicians and some special transcendents had some weird skills that could summon puppets.

Was Sharon's puppet created by a magic scroll?Or is it just a sealed item?

This is unknown to Syl, but Syl has already bypassed the guards and arrived at the blockade point in Ibiza.

After entering from the blockade point, Syl took a special look back at the puppet's movements.

After seeing the guarding soldiers, the puppet turned into a phantom and possessed itself behind Syl, and those soldiers seemed to be blind, and did not see the puppet Sandy at all.

What makes Searle most puzzling is that Sandy's possession is completely integrated into the hidden special effects brought by Searle's glasses, and the sense of existence has dropped to an extremely low level.

It wasn't until Syl turned into an alley that Sandy emerged from the shadow behind Syl and re-emerged as an entity.

"Come with me somewhere, I'll see someone." Syl smiled and said to the puppet.

Although she knew that the person in front of her was not a real person, but the degree of sophistication of her face really made Searle feel unable to treat the other person as a complete object.

The puppet Sandy nodded, and then continued to follow Syl silently.

Syl stopped looking at the puppets, and continued to walk towards Bull Street in the southern part of Ibiza. At this time, almost all the residents of Ibiza Street were active in the western part, and the streets in the southern part were empty, with only a few people Still in his room.

Seale walked to the southern part of Ibiza, No. 12 Bull Street, and stopped in front of No. 12.

This is the place where the laborer William hanged himself. Searle also knew that after the death in this house, almost all the people in it moved out, which means that there is almost no one in this house now.

Syl covered the movement of his right hand with his sleeve, and flicked towards the door. The wire on the flexible handle of his right hand twisted and folded, and then, like inserting a key, directly opened the door of No. 12 under the cover of his robe.

After opening the door, Syl seemed to be very familiar with this place, put his right hand back into his robe, walked in, looked back at the puppet Sandy and said, "Sister Sandy, do you want to come in?"

Sandy nodded, followed behind Syl, and went directly into the wooden door.

No matter what happens, Sandy, who follows orders, will carry them out and stay by Searle's side every step of the way.

After Sandy walked in, Seale closed the door and locked it.

The whole house was unusually quiet, and the air was full of dust. The boards on the ground seemed to have not been cleaned for a long time, and there were still some seals left by the investigators on the scene.

This abnormal atmosphere seemed to make this sane puppet realize that something was wrong, and she looked at the saint she wanted to protect with some doubts.

The saint just lifted the hem of her robe and began to trot upstairs. Sandy followed after thinking for a while.

The puppet Sandy recorded everything she felt, and her hearing clearly told her that the saint who had reached the second floor stopped in front of a door.

But when Sandy walked to the second floor, there was no saint in the corridor, and even her footsteps and breathing disappeared.

The puppet's pace quickened a little, and she carefully scanned every passing room, but she couldn't scan the breath of life.

It's as if this is an empty building, and the saint has never been here.

But when she walked to one of the rooms and scanned with inspiration at the door, a violent alarm sounded crazily in her mind.

She reacted quickly, and quickly stepped back.

But a hand with slender scales was faster than her retreating, quickly broke through the door, and grabbed her neck.

There was no chance of resistance at all, and Sandy's neck was stuck.

And the last figure that appeared in her retina was a young dragon with huge wings on its back, stretching out its slender arms to pinch her neck, the young dragon seemed to still have a smile on its face.

This smile seems familiar.

In just an instant, Sandy's neck was broken, and a puppet whose combat strength was close to the fourth level, under the sudden attack, stepped into scrap without the ability to resist.

Simply and neatly, without leaving any way out.

At the same time, countless black sarcoma separated from the young dragon's palm and crawled towards the puppet.

At this time, the puppet's eyes were still flickering, and the neck and head were only connected by a little flesh, but she still didn't die, and it didn't seem to have any effect.

But the young dragon in front of her spoke lightly.

"Can't be parasitic?"

In the eyes of the puppet, the young dragon let go of her hand, and the dragon scales and wings on her body also shrank. She looked at the ceiling, as if she was thinking about something.

The puppet Sandy tried to release the divine spell, but she couldn't control her body at all.

Suddenly, the young dragon moved.

From the puppet's point of view, it was as if the drawing paper had been cut open in front of it, and the dragon that had turned into a young girl in front of it seemed to be cut open, turning into pieces of paper and floating away, and a figure wearing a mask appeared in front of the puppet.

The figure wearing the silver mask took off the gloves in his hands, took out the scalpel from the windbreaker, and slashed across the palm of his hand.

A stream of black and red blood with a mysterious aura flowed down from her palm.

"Good, open your mouth."

A pleasant voice came from the mask of the woman in front of him, and then, a hand pierced through the puppet's damaged neck, all the way deep into the throat, and reached the depths of the brain.

"Give you an injection."

The puppet's facial muscles twitched, and the eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets, and the slender hands kept stirring in her mind.

This action almost twisted everything in the puppet's mind into a mess.

Any living body or creation that was distorted and destroyed in this way would have collapsed and destroyed long ago, but the puppet feels that it can still think.

Not only did the thinking not stagnate or become confused due to the destruction of the important center, the puppet even felt that the thinking became clearer.

Moreover, there was an emotion called "fear" that had never before appeared in her mind.

"Cough - gurgling -"

As the hand was pulled out, the puppet's throat made some weird noises, and her whole body limply lay on the ground, but she never felt her "life force" was so strong.

"This is considered life..."

As soon as the words fell, the woman in front of her with a weird silver beak mask was suddenly covered by a black-red creep, and her body size continued to shrink under the blanket.

Finally, with the rupture of the creep, the young girl appeared in front of the puppet again.

Even if the puppet Sandy's thinking became sharper and more agile, she could not understand the strange situation in front of her at all.

She could only lie on the ground with one head on her back, watching helplessly as the mysterious strong man who had turned into a young girl stretched out his hands covered with creeping sarcoids and touched her.

"Protect... protect... Your Highness..."

Although Sandy understands fear, she doesn't have much concept of death.

All she could think about now was that the task of protecting Her Royal Highness might fail.

This idea supported her, who was more capable of independent thinking, she opened her mouth slightly, without lungs, but she spoke completely.

It can be seen that a faint holy light formation appeared in front of Sandy's face, and then condensed into a [Holy Light Smite], which was slowly launched towards the "enemy" in front of him.

Almost the moment the weak holy light strike touched the seemingly weak body of the "enemy", it shattered and disappeared, completely unable to cause any damage.

After releasing this magic, the puppet seemed to be exhausted.Its gaze began to gradually freeze, and its luster also lost its luster.