Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 292 The Incident

Saint Samuel Church, one of the thirteen archbishops of the Church of the Night, the head of the outskirts of Backlund, Saint Anthony Stevenson, also received the urgent telegram from Earl Hall.

"Your Excellency, 'Sword of the Goddess' has led the Red Gloves Squad to the royal banquet."

"This is what Daly Simone, who is already a Gatekeeper, a Sequence 5 of the Death pathway, said."

"..." Saint Anthony seemed oblivious, his gaze wandering, which was unbelievable for a Sequence Three "Bishop of Fear".

Half a minute later, the archbishop finally came to his senses and said to Daly, "Now send a telegram to both the sanctuary and Bishop Truman. As for the contents..."

"...write that an evil cult is causing trouble and seriously endangering the safety of Backlund."

Saint Anthony frowned; the telegram gave him a sense of unease, and he trusted his spiritual intuition.

"This..." Daly's eyes narrowed, and it took her a second to come to her senses. She lowered her head and agreed, then quickly walked towards the door behind Chanis.

Russell's telegraph was advanced enough that it was delivered to the Quiet Church and Truman's estate at top speed.

"Ah, is that it?" Truman shook his head slightly. The location of this ceremony was too close to his manor, how could he not sense it?

However, Fabuti has truly come to his senses this time, obtaining the altar of the "Blood Emperor" from the Witch Cult. That thing is perfectly suited to deal with the seal of the Abyss.

Besides, the most suitable candidates would be either the "Red Priest" or the "Gate" themselves, the two true gods.

If He hadn't encountered any extraordinary obstacles, He would have had a 98% chance of escaping!

This specification even takes into account the possibility of the goddess of night descending and the lord of storm going berserk.

After all, there were two true god-level beings after this sacrificial ceremony.

"What are you planning to do?" A faint figure suddenly appeared beside Truman and sat down on the soft sofa.

This hidden angel has come from the Church of Tranquility.

"No rush." ​​Truman poured Amanisis a cup of coffee.

"Do you want Fabti to escape? What's the benefit?" Amanisis wasn't in a hurry, so he picked up his coffee and slowly enjoyed it.

He knew everything, but he didn't care too much. This dream angel cared more about the lives of ordinary people than He did. Since He was here, Fabuti's blood ape ritual could not succeed.

"He can't escape. This time, it's just that we've knocked him out of his shell, so he won't have such thoughts again."

Truman chuckled. Fabti's thoughts were simply because the "Mother Tree of Desire" on the other side was too powerful, making him afraid to resist.

But if He realizes that He is more troublesome than the other side, His mind may change, and He may really become a "good devil" guarding the frontier.

Amanisis put down her coffee cup, added two sugar cubes, and then looked at Truman. "What about Chick?"

Truman's expression also became somewhat subtle. "I still haven't been able to find Him. I even suspect that He has already gone to the Western Continent."

The only thing on Earth that could escape his sight was that patch of gray fog.

Even though he is now essentially the creator of the Tertiary period, he cannot have much influence on that gray fog. If he were to force it, not to mention the consequences, the Earth would certainly perish.

Lord of Mysteries is indeed a trap, planting a huge time bomb for Truman in the Fourth Age that could explode at any moment.

"The Western Continent..." Amanisis remained silent; it was indeed a place beyond reach.

"As for the 'Lord of Mysteries,' I already have a plan."

Truman grinned broadly, which drew a slightly strange look from Amanisis. "Then I'll wait and see."

……

Klein saw Kreste Cecima, and the newly appointed Night's Watchman naturally saw him, Leonard, and the others as well.

His expression remained unchanged; he simply gazed calmly at Mr. A and nodded slightly.

This means that Agreed and Aurora have joined forces.

"Let's go in together," Krestai said, and then led the Red Gloves of the Church of the Night to force their way into the royal banquet!

"Do you know why the royal family of Rune doesn't worship the Church of the Night, which is the most powerful church in the Kingdom of Rune?" Beckett asked Klein quietly.

"What?" Klein naturally thought of things like "balances" and "the art of rulership".

"Because they're afraid!" Beckett scoffed.

"Since two thousand years ago, this land where Rune is located has been the territory of the Church of the Night."

"On this land, neither the original Solomon Empire nor the later Trensost Empire, which relied on the Church of the Night, could escape the influence of the Church of the Night!"

Klein was also aware of this period of history; it was said that the Church of the Night was the foundation upon which the Tronsust Empire was initially established.

"So from the moment the Kingdom of Rune was established, the Augustus family set an ancestral precept of worshipping the Church of Storms, wanting to weaken the influence of the Church of Night, but the result? Heh."

Beckett is considered the Aurora Society's second-in-command in Backlund, and he knows a great deal of secrets.

"We've carried out so many operations, causing such a huge commotion, have you ever seen the Church of Storms' scapegoats?" Beckett asked, his voice laced with probing questions.

Well… no, there really wasn’t! Klein thought back to that, and it was truly awful.

"The Church of the Night is arresting wanted criminals. All unrelated persons, please stand back!"

With a soft shout from a man in red gloves, the guards stationed outside the royal estate were immediately at a loss.

Most of them were followers of the Church of the Night, and they didn't have much courage to resist it.

"This is a banquet hosted by the King!" A stern-faced gentleman walked out of the manor, his tone unfriendly, but his expression changed upon seeing Krestais.

As the royal security advisor, he naturally knew this "Sword of the Goddess".

"Sword of the Goddess"—a title that is extremely rare even within the Church of the Night. A similar figure is "Eye of the Goddess," the Church of the Night's leader in the Southern Continent, who is a "Bishop of Fear."

"We have received intelligence that a wanted member of an evil cult has infiltrated the banquet and poses a significant threat to the princes and nobles present. He must be eliminated!"

Although Krestai was explaining, his tone was very firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

The gentleman in charge of royal security's work had a slight change in expression upon hearing this.

His position within the royal family was actually quite high, and he knew that the royal family might secretly reach a reconciliation with a former enemy.

"We're going in!" Creste, wearing red gloves, walked inside, completely disregarding the royal advisor's feelings.

"How domineering!" Klein clicked his tongue in amazement as he watched the royal advisor, whose face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot but who dared not utter a sound.

(End of this chapter)