Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 383 Resignation

Klein walked over and sat down on a chair nearby.

"I want to resign from my position," Klein said directly. He had actually obtained his bishop's position from Truman.

After all, Klein was previously part of a secret squad, not part of the regular organization.

"Hmph, what do you think the position of bishop is? Someone you can come and go as you please?" Truman scoffed, and Klein's heart jumped.

"You think you can just run away after causing trouble? It's not that easy." Truman reached out and pulled to the side, and the scene outside the dreamlike church appeared before his eyes.

"I can tell at a glance that there are at least ten spies outside the Dream Church," Truman pointed out, indicating the hidden spies.

Among them were two familiar faces to Klein: Miss "Magician" and Miss "Judgment".

"Well..." Klein remained silent. "I will handle these issues before I step down."

"It still won't work. You standing there represent the Dream Cult. If you're forced out by the royal family and nobles, Claude will never be able to hold his head high again."

"And..." Truman smiled, "Claude has submitted an application, and given your outstanding performance in office, he recommends that the Holy Church promote you to the real Archbishop of Backlund, while he takes a backseat."

Claude, why did you hurt me... Klein's lips twitched.

"But I feel that my presence will exacerbate the conflict between the Dream Cult, the nobility, and the royal family." Klein earnestly explained the downsides of staying in this position.

"...Why do you all want to run away? Have I been bad to you?" Truman gently raised his hand and pinched his brow, somewhat annoyed.

"Probably..." Klein thought seriously for a moment before explaining, "...it's because you've been too good to us."

"You didn't manage anything in Backlund, you delegated authority to us, and then... the top set an example for the bottom."

Truman rolled his eyes and sat up straight. "Sure, but you'll have to go to the sanctuary yourself and apply to the Pope. After that, you'll just have to follow His orders."

"The Pope?" Klein thought of that figure from the holy scriptures.

Unlike other churches and secret organizations, the Dream Cult has always had only one pope.

"Yes, Hermes."

"Hermes..." Klein suddenly felt as if history had come to life. This was a towering figure that no human occultist could ever bypass.

Hermes was the first language in humankind capable of carrying mystical power.

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

"But you need to get everything sorted out before you leave, otherwise..."

It probably won't end well... Klein nodded to indicate that he understood.

"And..." Truman suddenly said, his eyes shining with the purest, most dreamlike light, "I saw some things that you will encounter later."

Klein had a sudden inspiration, instinctively sensing that the following conversation would profoundly affect his future.

"My advice is to hold onto your 'Dream' card," Truman said, then lay back down in his chair and closed his eyes.

Klein nodded silently, slowly retreated, and disappeared into the rift in the illusion behind him.

When he reappeared, Klein had already returned to his office. He looked around and realized that, when the time came, he really didn't have the slightest bit of attachment to this enormous power.

He chuckled to himself, left a letter for Bishop Claude, and then departed with a flourish.

From this day forward, only the legend of St. John will remain in Backlund.

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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 Ms. 'Judgment,'" Klein said, introducing the newcomers to the others as well.

After the members introduced themselves, Miss Justice and the others began to hand over Roselle's diary.

However, these diaries did not contain much information; they only gave Klein a deeper understanding of the Solomon Empire at that time.

"You may begin."

"Justice" eagerly raised his hand. "Mr. 'Sun,' may my 'Adult Mind Dragon Brain' be ready for the transaction?"

"Sure, we just happened to encounter a corrupted mental dragon in the darkness recently," "Little Sun" said, having become the most reliable source of material for the Tarot Club.

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

Miss Justice clenched her fist lightly, her face beaming with excitement. She was finally about to become the fifth-order "Dream Walker"!

"'Dream Walker'? I can ask Miss 'Justice' and Leonard to explore 'The Travels of Grossell'..." Klein's thoughts wandered.

He had almost completely uncovered the secrets of the characters in Grosser's Travels, but he always felt that something more important existed deeper within the travelogue.

After becoming a "fellow of cause and effect," he turned his attention to the sea of ​​the collective unconscious.

The travelogue describes the sea of ​​the collective unconscious, not a dream world.

"..." Leonard had been observing the people at the party, and then immediately locked onto "World," recognizing him as his colleague.

"Mr. 'World,' how can I save those people who lack life?" Leonard asked "World."

"Lack of life"... such a strange expression... all the party members were looking at the "stars".

Klein barely managed to resist covering his face, but this gesture directly exposed their relationship!

"What did the angel say?"

The word "angel" drew everyone's attention.

"Two ways," Leonard seemed to realize something, but he couldn't care less about anything else.

"The first method is to steal lives. It doesn't require much. Everyone only has one year to live. Just take a trip around a big city. It just takes a lot of time."

This method instilled a profound sense of terror in everyone.

Nobody wants their lifespan to be shortened by a year in such an inexplicable way.

"The second one is..." Leonard's expression was also somewhat strange, "...fraudulently manipulating the rules! Making the rules think they're still alive."

"The second method may require the help of Mr. 'Fool,' and the angel has promised that the price will be paid by the Zoroaster family."

A moment of silence fell over the gray fog, as everyone was terrified by the angel's two methods.

"This is the 'Thief's' angel? Capable of stealing even lifespan? Able to cheat even the rules?"

"The Fool" Klein was also shocked by the angel's methods, but he showed no expression on his face, only nodding slightly at Leonard's request.

He didn't know if he could offer help, but nodding first was the right thing to do.

"Anything else?" "The World" asked after pretending to think for a moment.

(End of this chapter)