The Holy Maiden of Light Wants To Change Jobs

What does it feel like to temporarily settle an event that has been tormenting you for a long time?

The party Sylvia only felt tired, physically and mentally tired.

After becoming a "fragrant concubine" and surrounded by butterflies, the Pope and the saint officially announced on the spot that Sylvia would be the next saint, a well-deserved one.

And she has also been granted some authority, roughly equivalent to the Cardinal Archbishop, maybe a little higher.

After harvesting some fine "equipment", Sylvia didn't even go into her previous room, and was hastily moved to a room in the middle of the tower where the Pope and the Holy Maiden lived.

She doesn't have to do it herself, the maid will help her handle these chores, but she hasn't waited for her to take a good look at her new home in the next ten years.

The Pope and the Saint are invited.

Sylvia: "..."

She followed the maid again to the Pope's tower, where the saint was also.

Just entering the door, the atmosphere seemed a bit strange. The Pope stood at the window and looked into the distance, while the Holy Maiden stood on the other side of the room and looked at Sylvia.

But Sylvia always felt that based on the saintess's standing and court posture, she should have been facing the Pope before.

In fact, it's not a big deal. It was just the two of them in the room, and the conversation was normal, but... it was because of the strange atmosphere at that moment.

"Silvia."

The Holy Maiden spoke first and walked towards Sylvia, "I have always been the most optimistic about you, but you didn't disappoint me."

"Master Saint..." Sylvia smiled shyly, "I don't know if you are looking for me?"

When asking this question, Sylvia was keenly aware of the slight change in the saint's face, so fast that she almost wondered if she was dazzled.

And it wasn't the saintess who answered her question, but the pope who turned around.

"What do you think of what just happened in the cathedral?" the Pope asked.

Sylvia blinked slightly, glanced at the saintess, and then met the Pope's gaze, "I think the person behind this matter seems to be just a temptation."

Although the Pope has captured several kings and bishops, compared with the archbishops who require qualifications and strengths and other hardware and software conditions, there are many more high priests waiting for the bishop.

This time I caught a few, and there will be hundreds of people who pass the test and review in minutes, and it’s hard to get a turn in the queue.

Therefore, the loss to the Church of Light is not great.

The key point is that this conspiracy is too easy to expose. Even if the Pope did not find Linna at that time, he would definitely go back to find it afterwards.

It was not difficult to convince Linna, especially after seeing the look Linna looked at King Jones, it was not like the way a daughter looked at her father.

Unless King Jones kills Lina directly, it will be even more difficult to take the threat of Sylvia under such a "coincidence".

"Use the king and the bishop as chess pieces to explore the path. Do you have a choice in your heart for such a method?"

The Pope is like a good teacher, guiding this Sylvia little by little to think and judge.

"Darkness... Pope?"

Sylvia's tone was hesitant. She was a newcomer and didn't know much about many things and people, but just from the previous scenes when Rainey recounted the conflict between the two Popes of Darkness and Light, you can see this "willful".

And this temptation, why not "willful"? It's just that she shouldn't know the details at that time, and the uncertain tone is just right.

"Sylvia is very smart." The Pope's answer confirmed Sylvia's guess. The corner of her mouth rose slightly in response to the praise, like a child who got a performance.

Oh, yes, she was originally a child, a child who was almost eleven years old.

It's like her, over a hundred years old, ten years is her final deadline.

The saint's smile finally collapsed, and she frowned at the Pope.

"I won."

The Pope spoke first, but he still smiled as if he hadn't seen the saint with the wrong expression, "I hope the saint will keep her promise."

The saint bit her lower lip, with mixed emotions in her eyes, "Cyril, you are such a lunatic, do you believe that things will develop as you wish?"

"If you don't try, how will you know?" The Pope replied calmly.

It's just that at this time, this attitude is even more annoying. The saint is one, "I don't care!"

"Hope you get what you want!"

Without even looking at Sylvia, the Holy Maiden waved her sleeve with one hand, and the person disappeared from this room.

Leaving behind a stunned Sylvia.

"Have a lot of questions?"

Sylvia nodded earnestly at the Pope's words. She had originally felt that the relationship between the Pope and the Saintess was not very good. Now, in front of her, the Saintess could throw her sleeves and leave, and she reacted a lot.

"Where is the best place to start?" Signaling Sylvia to follow, the Pope led her to the top of the tower step by step.

The area there is not large, and it can accommodate three or four people, but now it is only Sylvia and the Pope, and the place is not crowded.

"Silvia, do you think the Holy Land is beautiful?"

Following the Pope's line of sight, Sylvia stood on one of the highest points of the Holy Land, overlooking almost half of the Holy Land.

There is no doubt that it is beautiful here, whether it is the exquisite buildings or the well-tended flowers and plants, there will be no dust or garbage left in every corner.

Look up at the sky again.

There is no rainy season in the Holy Land, there is no sun exposure, and the temperature is the same every day of the year.

Even the sky that he looked up at was always blue and translucent, the sky that Sylvia could only see in animation.

However, just as the animation is fictional, the sky here is also fake.

The Holy Land is a piece of countless precision magic tools that are assembled little by little. It moves and hides. Just like Adonis fooled, the Holy Land is everywhere.

Sylvia originally wanted to answer with beauty, but standing on this tower for only a short while, she felt the emptiness of the Holy Land.

It's quiet here, but it doesn't have any popularity. It may be fine for a year or two, but ten years and a hundred years, what's the difference between this and an exquisite cage?

"Sylvia feels it too?"

The Pope still looked into the distance, "This holy place is like a big cage, imprisoning you and me."

Sylvia didn't dare to rashly agree with this sentence, but fortunately the Pope probably didn't need her to express any opinion.

Take care of yourself and continue.

"A long time ago, the Holy Land was not like this."

"But a catastrophe caused those believers who wanted to preserve their strength and recuperate to build a holy place with the power of the whole church."

"After a year, it has become what it is now."

"It is also the heart of countless believers."

This history, Sylvia has not seen in the book, it should be that the authority was not enough at that time.

She was ignorant, and seemed to understand a little what the Pope wanted to do.

"But! This place protects us, but it also makes the Guangming Cult gradually lose its ambition to spread the light to the entire continent."

This Pope, as he said before, is a commoner like Sylvia, and the process of becoming the Pope is naturally ups and downs.

Therefore, even though these years of recuperation have made him a little more bookish, he doesn't look so sharp.

But in fact, how can some people's nature be so easily erased.

He had long been dissatisfied with the way the Holy Land was set up in this cage by the Light Church, but he had a shallow foundation when he became the Pope at that time, and secondly, this Saintess was a conservative faction and could not get her consent. It's like half failure.

So, it dragged on for so many years.

Until, Cyril waited until Sylvia.

From the first time she saw her, Cyril knew that this girl yearned for freedom and was unwilling to be bound, and many people's eyes would not deceive people.

Even he needs a pair of glasses to cover up a bit.

Sylvia was the saintess he took a fancy to and an important part of his great plan. He had high hopes for her.

"Silvia, your talent is the highest among the saints of all dynasties, and your eyes also tell me that you are not someone who is willing to stick to it."

The Pope turned around and bent down to meet Sylvia's eyes. The two pairs of blue eyes were somewhat overlapping at this moment.

"The Pope..."

Sylvia took a step back, "Do you want to re-select the Holy Land so that the Holy Land of the Light Cult will appear in front of everyone again?"

"This is just the first step."

Cyril acknowledged Sylvia's conclusion, "But great plans shouldn't stop here, right?"

what? Do you want to destroy the dark religion and unify the continent in one fell swoop?

Somehow, such a sentence popped up in Sylvia's mind. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, she would have been amused by herself.

Sure enough, those who wear glasses are not ordinary people. Almost every pope wants to realize the pope's wish. However, looking at the current appearance, you can see how difficult it is.

Sylvia is like an employee now. Your boss throws a big round cake at you. Do you take it or not?

"Of course, Lord Pope, Sylvia will be your most sincere partner."

Sylvia showed a smile almost identical to the Pope's. At this time, agreeing was the only option.

Otherwise, like the previous saintess, would you be obedient to be a mascot?

Living in such a high tower for a hundred years is not the life that Sylvia wants, and... she still cares about that prophecy, and it seems that she can successfully separate from Sylvia's body.

It's just, why did she want to destroy the Guangming Sect?

Very "happy" Sylvia reached an agreement with him, and the Pope talked about some of Sylvia's next arrangements.

First of all, it is to learn, learn how to use the power of light, learn the history of the development of the light religion over the years, and learn all kinds of things.

Now Sylvia is still too young, and she has not yet become a saint, so some things are inconvenient.

Wait ten years, just ten years later.

At that time, the light will surely shine on this continent better.

Sylvia, who had left the Pope's Tower, walked quickly to her residence, quietly rubbing her almost frozen face with her back in the middle.

She suddenly had a question and wanted to ask Lan Yinlai, who had not seen him for a long time, whether he could answer it for her.

Bang, drive Ann away, close the door, and Sylvia enters to pray.

"Rainley!"

Finally heard the familiar sound of rain, Sylvia frowned slightly, why did it feel that the rain was louder?

It's just that there are other things in mind, and Sylvia didn't think about it.

"Why do you think I'll answer your question?"

Lan Yinlai's voice clearly fell into Sylvia's ears through the sound of rain. Mind reading was really convenient and saved a lot of time.

Although he had the urge to keep the answer in his own mind, thinking that Naran Yinlai would not be able to see it, Sylvia gave up the plan and said honestly, "I'm not sure if you will answer me, but I should ask. Still have to ask, what if you are in a good mood?"

Rainey laughed angrily at Sylvia's slightly rogue answer, but he soon calmed down and answered Sylvia's question.

"Yes, people like Sylvia have appeared a lot in this continent."

[Main Quest 2: The Mystery of the World, Completion Degree 5/100]