Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 412 Angels

Amon didn't leave Truman Estate until the next day, so his little schemes there naturally didn't come to fruition.

But He had already obtained what He needed, such as determining the location for the ceremony at Bethel and confirming that the Teacher would not directly intervene in the battle for the "Source Castle"...

"So this is my turn?" A smile appeared on Amon's lips as he secretly moved away, returning to the woods where he had previously encountered Klein, and then arriving at the Deer Manor.

A rat crawled out from underground, and its appearance changed, transforming it into the form of a rat demigod.

"Teacher! I've finally found you!" The noble girl Hazel pushed open the door and saw the mouse that looked almost the same, and cheered with joy.

With Amon's power, gaining the trust of this noblewoman would be no problem at all.

"Hmm." Amon nodded gently, responding leisurely, ready to go with the flow and wait for fate to push him to the right place.

"Let's go home!" Hazel led a mouse into the city of Backlund and returned to Berklund Street.

When will he come? Amon was somewhat expectant.

……

On the other hand, Klein consulted Arodes and the newborn "Mercury Serpent" and decided that praying to the "Goddess of Night" was more reliable.

This goddess of the night is highly revered by the "Mercury Serpent".

"If you can get the support of the night, you can do whatever you want in Backlund and even Rune." The words of the newborn baby echoed in Klein's ears.

"Why?" Klein asked curiously at the time.

"He has never lost, and he probably won't lose in the future either." The baby seemed to know something, and Klein guessed it was related to the previous war of the gods.

Klein asked, but received no answer. The "Mercury Serpent" seemed a little scared and was hesitant to discuss the matter.

After finishing his conversation with the "Mercury Serpent," Klein's mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts, but this did not stop him from setting up the altar.

He hadn't set up an altar ceremony with such devotion in a long time. "It's all because the Dream Cult's rituals are too simple. They can just throw in a gold coin and that's it. My skills have become rusty."

Klein prepared the altar, lit candles made of night-blooming jasmine and deep sleep flowers, sprinkled "full moon" essential oil, and burned herbal powders to please the gods, completing the ritual step by step.

"I pray for the power of the night, I pray for the secret favor..."

The light on the altar seemed to have dimmed a bit.

"...I encountered a clone of 'Time Angel' Amon and wanted to eliminate it..."

Klein conveyed all his requests to the Goddess of Night and waited quietly for a response.

Nothing happened. Klein blinked, then, as if struck by a spiritual impulse, he looked up.

A slightly blurry and dim figure appeared outside the altar at some unknown time.

The figure wore an elaborate black dress adorned with countless stars, and had long, flowing black hair that reached her waist.

His face was blurry and indistinct, but his eyes were like the brightest stars in the night, carrying a strong sense of peace and tranquility.

"The Hidden Angel?!" Klein was speechless with astonishment.

In the Church of the Night, besides the nominal Dream Angel, there is a very special angel who does not hold any position in the church, but exists as an attendant of the Goddess of Night.

He was more special than the Pope and Ariana, who was the head of the archbishops, and could enter and leave the "Deep Dark Kingdom" at any time.

He is the "Hidden Angel," the "Right Hand of Goddess," and the "Vice-King of Heaven."

Legend has it that this was an ancient figure from the same era as the "First Pope," the Dream Angel. No one knows his name anymore, and the years he spent following the Goddess of Night are countless.

"Hmm." The "Hidden Angel" nodded slightly, acknowledging her identity.

Klein's expression was complicated and difficult to describe; he hadn't expected it to be this person.

The angels he knew in the church were the Pope and the "Hidden Servant" Ariana, and he guessed that these two would also give him some help, but the appearance of this one might represent the will of the goddess.

"So I really have the support of the goddess, and I can walk sideways in Rune?" Klein recalled the words of "Mercury Serpent".

"Good morning, Your Highness the 'Hidden' Angel." Klein paused for a few seconds, then bowed solemnly.

"You may call me 'Hidden' Lady." The Hidden Angel's tone was very calm. Among the few angels Klein had met, only the angels of the Dream Cult could give Klein this feeling.

This angel seems to be in good spirits; perhaps the dream has played a part… Klein nodded slightly.

"You want to take action against Amon's clone?" the "Hidden Angel" asked.

"Yes, their existence is a huge threat to Backlund." Of course, it is also a threat to Klein himself.

"Okay." The "Hidden Angel" agreed immediately, then asked, "Tell me your plan."

"First, I need a secret refuge..." Klein roughly explained the plan he and the old man inside Leonard's body had come up with.

"It's not necessarily a bad thing," commented "Hidden Angel."

"So, you know where Pales Zoroaster is?" The next sentence from the "Hidden Angel" sent a chill down Klein's spine.

"...Yes." Klein said, forcing a smile, but he couldn't betray his teammates at this moment. He wasn't sure if he could get away with it...

Unexpectedly, the "Hidden Angel" did not ask any further questions about the "Time Worm".

"Before you begin your mission, you can summon me using this badge, and I will provide the necessary assistance." The "Hidden Angel" handed Klein a Night Badge.

Klein accepted it with a solemn expression.

"You're quite good. If you can succeed in the hunt, perhaps I can give you a chance." The Hidden Angel suddenly said this while looking at Klein.

"..." Klein blinked, unsure how to respond, feeling rather flattered.

"I have the recipe and materials from the 'Ancient Scholar' here." The "Hidden Angel" seemed to smile.

Klein felt he wasn't seeing things; He really did smile and offered a bait that Klein couldn't refuse.

The next moment, the angel's figure gradually dimmed until it was erased by an eraser.

"Phew!" Klein let out a deep sigh of relief as he sat back down in his armchair, still feeling lingering fear after facing this "hidden angel."

"As expected of an angel serving the goddess, the feeling she gives off is... much greater than the pressure Pope Hermes puts on me."

"However, the 'Diviner' Sequence Three 'Ancient Scholar'..." This was a temptation that Klein could not resist.

(End of this chapter)