System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"Teach me...revenge..."

"please......"

"Teach me......"

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PS:

Currently owed 10 chapters.

Now the voters on both sides are evenly matched...

That's it, I will put together the more continuous and compact chapters in the future, and I will write some less continuous chapters in chapters.

There is also the addition of updates... I think it will start at the beginning of May. I don't know what you think, because the number of words this month has reached the standard...

Next is the daily feature film to relax~

[1. After putting the children to sleep, Xiao Ming left the fire scene with peace of mind]

[2. After the anti-crime campaign, Mexico was renamed Tuxico]

【3. How did you meet your own father? 】

【4. How old were the brothers born? 】

23333——The following plots have been arranged properly, good night!

Chapter 138 Chapter 130 Chapter [-] Physician: I will send someone to the clown

Syl held the mask under his arm, looked at Pei Er's eyes in front of him, wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Since she entered Suramar, she has seen too much misfortune and pain, but after so long, Syl still can't change all this.

Because Suramar is corrupt from the root.

Even with all the tragedy he's seen, it's hard for Seale to turn a blind eye to these things—except when using the Joker card, where empathy drops a lot.

In all fairness, Syl doesn't want Peer to be caught in the vortex of revenge. It's better to go to a place where no one knows, rich and wealthy, as Barlow Bwonsamdi imagined. Live happily ever after.

But Pei'er, who has been transformed by [Unexpected Fate], is now in extreme sadness and despair, and will transform into a flesh and blood monster if she is not careful.

In order to keep her from degenerating into a monster for the time being, Syl could only use the word "revenge" to temporarily calm Pei'er's despair.

As for the future, let's slowly help Pei'er find the meaning of living.After all, he had promised Barlow Bwonsamdi to take good care of his daughter.

Syl exhaled, looked at Peier and said slowly:

"I can't teach you much, but if you want to find out who's behind it, I have someone I can recommend to you."

"Who?" A little light flashed in Pei'er's eyes, and she took a step in the direction of Syl, and asked, "Who is it? Lord Silver Crow..."

"You may not be unfamiliar with this person," Syl said slowly, carefully observing Pei'er's expression, and if there was a slight change, Syl would choose to stop and continue, "You can see her in the news, outside The number is the clown."

Now Searle is already proficient at introducing another self to others.

It may have been a little embarrassing before, but now Searle is extremely proficient in telling such lies.

It was not much different from what Syl had expected. When Peier heard the word "clown", her pupils shrank slightly, as if she had thought of something bad.

Pei Er pursed her lips and lowered her head without speaking, but Syl knew what she was thinking.

Although Barlow Bwonsamdi was very open-minded, but the young Peier might not be able to see openly.

"Do you think she killed your father?" Searle asked tentatively.

"Yes." Peer nodded.

But before Syl could figure out how to deal with it, Peer spoke again: "But my father has always told me before that even if there is no clown, there will be others."

"Father, he knew from the very beginning that he might end up like this..."

It seems that in order to prevent Pei Er from blindly transferring resentment to a strong person, Barlow has done a lot of ideological work with Pei Er.

But maybe Barlow himself didn't think that his daughter didn't want revenge on the clown, but on the person above Barlow's head who made him die.

"What about your choice?" Syl asked.

"I..." Pei'er raised her head again. At this time, her eyes no longer had the confusion just now. It seemed that after remembering her father's words, she cleared her mind, "I want to find out who is behind it." .”

"Those who really, ordered my father's life."

Searle and Pei'er looked at each other quietly, and Pei'er, although his legs were trembling a little, looked back at Searle bravely, without any sign of shrinking back.

After a long time, Syl turned around, put on the mask, and said, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, Syl took a step forward and walked out of the alley, and Peier also touched the cloak behind him, then ran in the direction of Syl, jumped, and was wrapped in the cloak It turned into a little raven and landed on Syl's shoulder.

A man wearing a silver crow's mouth mask and a raven resting on his shoulder, such a strange combination walked through the alley, but unexpectedly harmonious.

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In front of No. 69 Hanboning Street in the West District of Ibiza, an unexpected visitor ushered in.

To be precise, two people.

It was Syl, the doctor wearing a black windbreaker, and Peer on Syl's shoulders.

After stepping on the steps in front of the house, Syl realized the strangeness of the house.

Originally, Ibiza would occasionally look at her. Groups of Ibiza people seemed to have completely forgotten about Syl after she stepped on the ladder, and looked away.

This effect feels similar to the mercury-grade glasses on the saint.

"Restricting the magic circle?" Syl sighed in his heart, but there was no expression on his face—even though there was a mask behind him.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

Syl knocked on the door. This house was the address that Fina had mentioned before, which was also Fina's temporary residence.

When Syl knocked on the door, she didn't know if it was her illusion. She felt countless invisible lines of sight locked on herself.

"Is it a puppet..." Syl, who knew a little about Fina's ability, guessed inwardly.

Compared to Syl, who was still standing there calmly, Pei Er, who was on Syl's shoulder, seemed not so comfortable.

She tightly grasped Syl's shoulder with her claws, her legs trembling uncontrollably, as if she was being targeted by some natural enemy.

The surrounding air also became quieter, as if the buzzing voices around had also disappeared.

After a while, the wooden door was slowly opened, and a figure in a dark green robe was looking down at Syl.

"I don't seem to have seen Your Excellency before." Fina's dark green pupils glowed with a cold light, and she said with a threatening tone, "You better not come here to provoke trouble."

While Fina was speaking, a faint phantom appeared behind her, as if as long as Syl's answer didn't suit her, she would strike immediately.

Syl looked at Fina who was exuding strong oppression in front of her, and with some difficulty controlled her face to make a relaxed smile.

"You are the one that the clown said, the one who chatters all day long, right?" Searle said with a smile, "It's our first meeting, my name is Lucy, and I'm here to bring someone to the clown."

"You...you are the mentor's friend?" Knowing that the relationship between Syl and the clown may not be simple, Fina's attitude is not so tense, but she is still indifferent, and she has almost nothing to Syl's words in front of her. Suspect.

After all, only the tutor now knows where the house she lives in, and she only told the tutor.

"Come in, please. What do you want to drink? This little girl doesn't need to change her form anymore. I think she is working hard. No one else can find out about the restrictions here."

While talking, Fina walked in the direction of the restaurant, as if she wanted to get them something to drink.

Although her attitude was a little better than before, compared with the enthusiasm for facing the clown, she was a different person. Now Fina looked like a strong person who didn't speak or smile.

Fina, who came over with three glasses of water, glanced at Pei'er, who had turned into a human form and was a bit timid standing beside her, and said:

"Hey, the little girl is quite cute... Your Excellency, may I ask the purpose of your visit this time... If it is related to the mentor, then I will do my best to help."

The latter sentence was said while looking at Syl, and it was obvious that she could tell who was the one talking.

"Bring a present for the clown," Syl pointed at Peer with a smile, and said, "This girl gave it to her."

I send myself.

"This... I don't quite understand what you mean." Fina frowned, looked at the cute little girl in front of her, and vaguely felt something was wrong.

At this moment, Pei Er, who mustered up her courage, spoke up.

Chapter 139 Chapter 130 Five Someone wants to steal my mentor? !

"I...I'm here to seek Miss Clown's apprenticeship," Pei'er put her right hand on her chest, clutching her neckline nervously, and whispered, "Master Silver Crow said that you can learn something here. .”

There is also the possibility to find the mastermind behind the scenes... but Pei Er did not say this.

Compared to rambling about her tragic experience, Pei Er prefers to bury her head and endure it, and she will explode after finding out who is behind the scenes.

"Appreciation... Appreciation as a teacher?" Fina seemed to have no idea of ​​this answer at all. She opened her mouth and stammered, "You want to find my mentor as a teacher?"

An unprecedented sense of crisis swept over Fina's heart.

Even so many life-and-death duels that she has experienced in her life have never put Fina in such a crisis.

Pei'er didn't know what was going on in Fina's heart, so when she saw Fina's question, she nodded and replied obediently: "Yes."

"You...Your Excellency...you are not a partner to lie to me, are you?" Fina was a little incoherent at this time, and she asked a little hastily, "If you want to find my mentor, why do you Don't go find it directly."

"The clown's whereabouts are weird, and no one in the organization knows her whereabouts." Syl shrugged and said flickeringly.

"But... this can't..." Fina pointed to Pei'er, then pointed to herself, and she couldn't speak fluently.

At this time, Pei'er didn't know what happened, but through the conversation between Master Silver Crow and the person in front of her, she knew that the person in front of her was also a student of the clown.

The sense of oppression on her body is much stronger than that of her father... Are all the clown's students this kind of strength?