Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 367 My Attitude

The three people representing the highest authority of the Church of Backlund entered the Palace of Order and saw the statue of the "Founder of the Nation".

Klein's spiritual intuition skipped a beat as he looked at the legal documents held in the statue's hands.

It was a book carved from jade, so lifelike that it seemed one could open it and examine the legal details within.

"This statue truly embodies the power of order." Saint Anthony seemed to have guessed Klein's thoughts.

"Its purpose is to ensure that the laws established in this palace can be enforced within the Kingdom of Rune," added the "Singer of God."

"I see..." Klein sensed the power of that rule. If the rule left behind by the "Founder of the Nation" still had such power, then it was highly likely that he was not dead. He must be an angel who had lived for nearly two thousand years.

The Augustus family is indeed terrifying.

Klein felt he had to be careful. With his status as the Dream Bishop, virtually no one dared to touch him, but some things were unpredictable.

"Let's go." Saint Anthony and the "Singer of God" led the newcomer, Klein, into the Palace of Order.

The people here are the highest-ranking figures in the Kingdom of Rune, the kind who can influence countless people with a single thought!

As Klein and his two companions entered the ancient, elegant, luxurious, and majestic hall, almost everyone turned to look at them. Among a group of upper-class people in suits, these three bishops in their robes stood out.

It was only after arriving here that most of them learned that today's noble meeting was actually attended by members of the church.

"Thump!"

"The meeting begins!" A servant of the Augustus family rang the golden bell.

And it is quite obvious that the person presiding over this meeting is the current King of the Kingdom of Rune, George III.

This is a middle-aged man with a small mustache, a serious and rigid appearance, and a resolute face. He is dressed in a golden suit and wears a crown, and he does indeed have a kingly air about him.

"Today's meeting is mainly about the Survival Act." King George III glanced in the direction of Klein and the others, then looked at the nobles who were all bowing their heads.

The Survival Act was designed to cut flesh from the nobles and big capitalists, so how could these nobles willingly comply?

If it were just for show, that would be one thing. There are plenty of organizations like the Coal Smoke Reduction Society, and these big capitalists would be happy to donate a large sum of money to these associations.

However, the Survival Act was too harsh, leaving no room for these big capitalists.

"Your Majesty, the drafting and implementation of the Survival Act were too hasty. I suggest that the process be appropriately slowed down, and that it be implemented gradually over three to five years. Only in this way can..."

Once he confirmed this man's point of view, Klein was no longer willing to listen. He looked at the well-dressed, gray-haired gentleman with a gentle smile and remembered who he was.

Agusid Nigan, the elder brother of Duke Nigan, who was once saved by Bishop Truman, is now the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Rune.

He and the Duke of Negan both appeared to be conservatives and were the largest landed nobles in the kingdom outside of the Augustus family.

Even from a radical perspective, the Survival Act is far too radical and has naturally been opposed by these Conservative Party members.

Cutting flesh from the pockets of nobles and capitalists to support the poor at the bottom? How could that be possible!

"I also think it's a bit too fast," said Duke Negan, whom Klein knew, raising his hand in agreement.

"The Survival Act has only been drafted for a few months, which is the fastest law ever enacted and implemented in our kingdom. Inevitably, there will be many loopholes in it. We need more time, and we may even need to restart the legislative process."

The Duke of Negan is even more conservative than the Prime Minister and actually wants to reinstate legislation!

"I second that!"

"I second that!"

The voices of the various nobles echoed, with more than half of them speaking directly. An invisible pressure swept towards Klein and his group.

The number of extraordinary individuals among the nobility is absolutely staggering, so even if these people dare not directly pressure Klein and his companions, when their will is united, those who hold opposing views will inevitably suffer some kind of invisible psychological pressure.

"..." "The Singer of God" and Saint Anthony seemed to have anticipated the current situation, their expressions remained unchanged, and they did not take these nobles seriously at all.

Klein narrowed his eyes, his face gradually darkening. This was the attitude he wanted to convey to these nobles.

All nobles are like animals that forget the pain once the wound has healed. The most important factor that enabled the Survival Act to pass a few months ago, besides the efforts of the major churches, was actually that evil god's sacrifice.

Many nobles died in that evil god sacrifice, which terrified these pampered nobles. In order to prevent the same thing from happening again, they did indeed reluctantly give up some of their interests to allow the Survival Act to pass.

But after a few months, these nobles felt confident after updating their bodyguard teams and prepared to take back what they had ceded.

King George III reached out and pressed his hand lightly, and the voices of seconding gradually subsided.

"This won't do. Restarting the legislative process seriously undermines the sanctity of the law. I suggest establishing new implementation rules under the Survival Act, which would make it easier to implement the plan," another nobleman said.

Is this a step back, a way to give an explanation to the various churches?

This suggestion was also supported by the remaining nobles, one of whom Klein remembered quite well: Earl Hall, Miss Justice's father.

Those who subsequently put forward these three viewpoints elaborated on their ideas in greater depth, striving to gain more support.

The nobles were in high spirits and full of energy. Some calmly stated the advantages and disadvantages, while others argued heatedly. This was their battlefield.

Klein had never experienced anything like this before and lacked a direct understanding of the political tactics employed by these nobles.

Of course, Klein had also been involved in politics online in his previous life, so he roughly understood the basic principles of playing the good cop/bad cop and the "revealing the truth" approach.

Therefore, he disagreed.

"Knock knock knock!"

Klein slammed his fist on the table in front of him three times, the sound amplified by the sound magic of "Fairy Tale Descends," suppressing all the argument.

All the nobles, including King George III, looked at Klein, most of them with strange, mocking expressions.

But Klein completely ignored them and simply stated his own opinion.

"No." Klein looked at the prime minister who had proposed a delay in implementation.

"No." Klein looked at Duke Negan, who had proposed restarting the legislative process.

"Not enough." Klein looked at the "half-step back" nobleman who had suggested drafting detailed rules.

The Great Hall of Order fell into an eerie silence because of these three answers.

(End of this chapter)