Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

Klein walked forward and sat down on a chair nearby.

"I want to resign to you." Klein said directly. He actually applied for the position of bishop from Truman.

After all, Klein previously belonged to a secret team and was not part of the normal establishment.

"Hmph, what do you think of the bishop's position? You can come and leave whenever you want?" Truman snorted softly, and Klein's heart was lifted.

"How can it be so easy to run away when you get into trouble?" Truman reached out and pulled him to the side, and the scene outside the dream church appeared in front of him.

"At a glance, I saw that there were no less than ten spies outside the Dream Church." Truman pointed and pointed out the hidden spies.

Among them were two familiar figures from Klein: Miss Magician and Miss Judgment.

"This..." Klein was speechless, "I will handle these issues before I leave office."

"It still doesn't work. What you stand there represents is the Dream Sect. If you are forced to leave by the royal family and nobles, Claude will never even think about raising his head again."

"And..." Truman smiled, "Claude has submitted an application. In view of your outstanding performance in office, he suggested that the Holy Church promote you to the real Archbishop of Backlund, while he takes a back seat."

Claude, why did you harm me... Klein's mouth twitched.

"But I feel that my presence will intensify the conflict between the Dream Sect, the nobility, and the royal family." Klein seriously explained the disadvantages of staying in this position.

"...Why do you all want to run away? Am I not treating you well?" Truman gently raised his hand and pinched it between his eyebrows, feeling a little depressed.

"Probably..." Klein thought seriously and said the reason, "...because you are so good to us."

"You don't care about anything in Backlund. You delegate power to us, and then... it works."

Truman rolled his eyes and sat up straight, "Okay, but you have to go to the church yourself and apply to the Pope. You can just listen to him for subsequent orders."

"Pope?" Klein thought of the figure in the Holy Scriptures.

Unlike other churches, secret organizations, etc., the Dream Sect has always had only one pope.

"Yes, Hermes."

"Hermes..." Klein suddenly felt as if history had come to reality. This man was a mountain that human mysticism could never get around.

Ancient Hermetic is the first human language capable of carrying mysterious power.

"Okay." Klein was also curious about this legendary figure.

"But you have to get everything settled before you leave, otherwise..."

There probably won't be any good results... Klein nodded to show his understanding.

"And..." Truman said suddenly, his eyes were the purest and dreamy light, "I saw some of the things you will encounter in the future."

Klein jumped spiritually and instinctively felt that the following conversation would profoundly affect his future.

"My suggestion is, hold on to your 'Dream' card." Truman just said this, then lay back on the chair and closed his eyes.

Klein nodded silently, backed away slowly, and disappeared into the crack in the illusion world behind him.

When he reappeared, Klein had returned to his office. He looked around and found that he really had no nostalgia for this huge power.

He burst into laughter, left a letter to Bishop Claude, and then left gracefully.

From today on, Backlund only has the legend of St. John.

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"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool..."

Klein nodded slightly. There was only one "Dream" card on the table in front of him.

"This is Mr. Star, and this is Miss Judgment." Klein also introduced the newcomers to the others.

After the members introduced each other, Miss Justice and others began to submit Russell's diary.

It's just that the amount of information in these diaries is not much, and it only gave Klein a deeper understanding of the Solomon Empire at that time.

"You can start."

"Justice" raised his hand impatiently, "Mr. Sun, can my 'Adult Mind Dragon Brain' complete the deal?"

"Okay, we happened to encounter a corrupted spiritual dragon in the darkness recently." "Little Sun" said. He has become the most reliable source of materials for the Tarot Society.

"Okay, I will also pay Mr. World the gold pounds for the 'Priest of Light' formula."

Miss "Justice" clenched her fist lightly and looked excited. She was finally going to become a Sequence Five "Dream Walker"!

"'Dream Walker'? At that time, you can find Miss Justice and Leonard to explore "Grossell's Travels"..." Klein's mind wandered away.

The secrets of the people in "Grossell's Travels" were almost dug out by him, but he always felt that more important things would exist deeper in the travel notes.

And after becoming the "Causal One", he turned his attention to the sea of ​​collective subconscious.

What is in the travelogue is the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness, not the world of fantasy.

"..." Leonard had been sizing up the people attending the party, and then immediately locked onto "The World" and decided that he was his colleague.

"Mr. World, how do I save those people who are short of life?" Leonard asked "The World".

"Lack of life"...what a strange statement...all the party members looked towards the "stars".

Klein finally resisted the action of covering his face. This method directly exposed the relationship between the two!

"What did the angel say?"

The words "angel" attracted everyone's attention.

"Two ways," Leonard seemed to realize something, but could no longer care about anything else.

"The first is to steal lives. You don't need a lot. Everyone only has one year to live. Just find a big city and go around, but it takes a lot of time."

This method made everyone feel a deep sense of terror.

No one wants their lifespan to be shortened by one year in such an inexplicable way.

"The second is..." Leonard's face also looked a little strange, "Deceive the rules! Make the rules think they are still alive."

"The second method may require the help of Mr. Fool. The angel promised that the price will be paid by the Zoroastrian family."

The gray mist fell into silence for a while, and everyone was frightened by the two ways of the angel.

"Is this the 'Stealer' angel? Can he even steal his lifespan? Can he even deceive the rules?"

"The Fool" Klein was also shocked by the angel's methods, but he showed no expression on the surface and just nodded slightly at Leonard's request.

He didn't know if he could help, but he couldn't go wrong by nodding his head first.

"What else?" "The World" asked after pretending to think about it.