Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 231 Missionary Work

"Roselle..." Truman thought of him, and with a thought, he came to the illusionary world and found Rosell, who had been pickled there for two hundred years.

"Tsk, they didn't call me after such a wonderful night, but now they're coming to find me?" Rosell was quite familiar with the game that had taken place the previous night.

It's just that it's not His turn to appear yet.

"Your fellow villager has arrived."

Russell's eyes lit up.

He was far more unscrupulous than Truman, preparing countless "traps" for his fellow villagers to fall into.

"But there's more than one," Truman said, throwing cold water on his enthusiasm.

"More than one?" Rosell frowned, his mood somewhat complicated. "Are they all of them?"

It was clear that He had the same thoughts as Amanises.

These people are probably the last traces of that era.

"So who did you choose?" Rosell quickly got to the point.

"It wasn't my choice, it was fate." Truman shook his head; he really couldn't take the blame for this.

"More or less." Rosell raised an eyebrow. "This is definitely my primary focus, and as for the others, I have enough experience to draw upon."

Two hundred years is enough for Him to create countless things in the illusory world.

"Don't go overboard." Truman rolled his eyes, then pointed out Klein's location to Roselle.

"Don't worry, it won't cause any problems!" Rosell assured him.

In this respect, He still has some integrity.

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"I come from Gensokyo, Silver Castle."

When Mr. Sun introduced himself, Mr. Hanged Man, Ms. Magician, and even Ms. Justice, who was not yet an extraordinary being, were all shocked.

"Gensokyo?!"

The Hanged Man's pupils suddenly contracted, and he seemed somewhat out of control.

"Yes!" "Sun" was completely taken aback by the shock these new friends would feel, but he seemed to realize something belatedly.

"You come from beyond the endless darkness?!" This time it was the "Sun's" turn to be shocked.

The group began to discuss the issue, and then looked at the "sun" with an expression of barely suppressed envy.

"You're from the legendary 'Gensokyo,' a divine land that countless people yearn for..."

"Justice" Audrey is filled with longing for the legendary "Gensokyo".

It was a world as fantastical as the Illusionary Realm, but while the Illusionary Realm only required extraordinary individuals to enter, the "Gensokyo," which existed only in the sacred scriptures of the Illusionary Cult, was merely a legend.

Legend has it that it is the source of the Illusionary Realm, the divine kingdom of "Supreme Dream," a place that all the gods yearn for but cannot obtain.

As Klein listened to the description of "Gensokyo," he couldn't help but think of the "Dream" card in his pocket.

"That's enough for now." After setting the time for the party, Klein was already feeling a bit dizzy and had no choice but to end the party.

"As you wish." Everyone stood up and bowed.

After that, Klein cut off contact, and these people gradually disappeared.

At the same time, Klein also returned to reality.

"A wondrous but dangerous world." Klein keenly sensed the dangers of this world.

"It seems we can't go back anytime soon..." Klein said with frustration and disappointment, but he had to accept the fact.

In this state of mind, he fell asleep with a heavy head.

"Just try to keep living!"

Around this time, Dunn Smith had already found Klein's residence.

However, Truman didn't see Klein in person until a day later.

With Captain Dunn Smith personally intervening and offering a high salary, Klein ultimately couldn't resist and joined "Blackthorn Security Company" as a "Night Watchman".

"I'll take you to see the Dream Bishop," Dunn Smith introduced.

"The Dream Bishop?" Klein recalled the angel recorded in the holy scriptures.

"There is a very special branch in our church, the Dream Cult. They still believe in the Goddess, but in their lives they are more inclined to believe in dream angels," Dunn Smith explained.

"They would call themselves 'Dream Believers,' and this bishop was one of them."

Klein still found it hard to accept this bizarre situation. In a world where gods truly exist, could faith be divided in this way?

"What are their characteristics?" Klein couldn't help but ask.

"There are actually quite a few people like this. As for their characteristics... they all carry two holy books in their hands."

Dunn thought for a moment and then answered.

"Also, they are all quite... good at enjoying life."

Klein was taken aback, but since they had already arrived at St. Serena's Church, he had no choice but to suppress his doubts and go to the prayer room.

"This is the Dream Archbishop," Dunn introduced to Klein.

"Hello, Mr. Klein Moretti."

Truman looked at the somewhat thin and pale-faced fellow villager in front of him and greeted him softly.

"...Hello, Your Excellency."

Klein finally understood what "enjoying life" meant. He stared at the dreamlike bishop and was almost blinded by the colorful gems adorning his clothes.

This robe is probably worth as much as ten of my formal suits, plus those gems...

My God, this is definitely the richest person I've ever seen...

Klein forcibly averted his gaze and shifted his attention elsewhere.

This bishop is quite young, not much older than me...

"You can also call me Truman."

Truman? Klein's eyelids twitched. Could it be that Russell had copied "The Truman Show"?

Truman looked at Klein with a smile. In short, it was all Roselle's fault.

"I saw you in my destiny; you are destined to become a great person."

He seems like a charlatan... oh no, he *is* a charlatan...

Klein had already learned from Dunn Smith that he had caught the attention of this bishop, so he wasn't surprised.

"In the specific trajectory of destiny, you will become a part of my Dream Cult."

"Are you familiar with the 'Dream Cult'? I can tell you about the 'Supreme Dream' and the Dream Angels sometime."

Klein was stunned by those words. You're standing under the Holy Symbol of Night, preaching to me?!

He couldn't help but look at his captain, only to find that Dunn Smith remained calm and simply nodded.

"I know about it." Klein was full of doubt, but he had no choice but to accept the answer, and then he was completely led astray by the bishop.

Over the next half hour, Klein gained a thorough understanding of the "Dream Sect" and the "Dream Angels" through the passionate narration of this Dream Bishop.

"In addition, Night Watchers who join the Dream Cult receive double the weekly salary, a benefit unique to Night Watchers."

Klein took a deep breath, his eyes widening slightly.

Then he looked at Dunn Smith.

"Yes, I am also a member of the Dream Cult."

Dunn Smith noticed Klein's gaze and gave him a smug smile.

(End of this chapter)