Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 545 Farewell

After undergoing a psychiatric treatment, Klein returned to Moretti Estate and reunited with his family.

"Ms. Lucy Brooke?" Klein suddenly saw the woman who was about to become his sister-in-law next to Benson.

"Klein, you're back?" Melissa greeted Klein happily and pulled him to the sofa.

Benson and Lucy are getting ready for their wedding and are currently choosing a suitable date. Do you have any suggestions?

Klein looked at Benson in astonishment, then at his future sister-in-law.

Benson's eyes darted around slightly, and his future sister-in-law had a suspicious blush on her face. He reasonably suspected that Benson had made a mistake that many men make.

"Of course!" Klein smiled. "Our family is finally welcoming a new member!"

"Exactly!" Melissa was even more excited than Klein. "We need to choose a suitable time for the wedding, prepare dresses for Benson and Lucy, invite guests, and oh, and we also need to choose a suitable church..."

Benson and Lucy exchanged a glance, both somewhat amused and exasperated. "There's no need to be in such a rush..."

"No, we should have started preparing earlier!" Melissa was full of enthusiasm and pulled Klein aside to start a discussion, making a list of everything from the guest list to the wedding chapel.

Klein looked at the five-page "wedding plan" in his hand, and his lips twitched slightly.

He looked at Melissa, who was so excited she couldn't contain herself, and the young couple whispering to each other, and couldn't help but smile.

At this point, some of Klein's plans were constantly being postponed, as nothing was as important as what was in front of him.

For the next two weeks, Klein was busy with the wedding, working with Melissa to make all the necessary arrangements.

Of course, he has also sought out a psychologist several times in the past two weeks, and his mental state has greatly improved. He has gradually accepted the worm vortex in the Protoss's body.

The world and Truman Estate seemed to be waiting for his decision, appearing silent and peaceful.

Today is Benson's wedding day. Klein, dressed in a tuxedo, and Melissa, dressed in a beige dress, stand together to greet the guests who have come to witness the ceremony.

After about ten minutes, joyful and cheerful music began to play, gradually becoming more sacred.

A woman in a pristine wedding dress, arm in arm with her father and mother, entered through the door and walked step by step down the aisle towards the altar.

Benson, dressed in a sharp suit and standing near the altar, swallowed hard and couldn't help but smile.

"How stupid," Klein muttered softly.

"A little," Melissa nodded with a smile.

"But at least Benson's major life event is resolved. It's your turn next." Melissa suddenly glanced at Klein.

"Huh?" Klein's expression almost went out of control.

"Under the watchful eye of the merciful goddess, I will witness a sacred marriage..."

The priest's voice drowned out all other sounds, and Klein quickly focused his attention on the wedding ceremony ahead.

"...I do!" The couple's vow echoed through the church, and the hymns of the night rose up as if offering sincere blessings to the newlyweds.

Klein suddenly fell silent, quietly observing everything before him.

……

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool..." Miss Justice's voice was still full of energy. As the Dream Bishop, she seemed to have found a new meaning in life.

"Good afternoon." The Fool nodded slightly and greeted the members of the Tarot Club.

Of course, this greeting is so heart-pounding that it's impossible not to be excited.

Miss Justice, Mr. Hanged Man, Ms. Hermit, and others have already begun their brainstorming session.

However, the Fool didn't pay attention to these minor details. Instead, he looked around and said softly, "The next gathering may need to be postponed. I will let you know the specific time."

The voice of "The Fool" brought the Tarot Club members' attention back.

"...We will obey your will." The group exchanged glances and bowed their heads in response.

"Alright, you can begin now." Klein relaxed and leaned back in his chair, watching what might be the last tarot session.

"..." The Tarot Club members could not get any more information from Mr. "Fool", and could only suppress their doubts and begin the main topic of today's Tarot Club meeting.

"I have recently mastered the Psychological Alchemy of Rune, and I am now a registered Dream Bishop," Audrey shared about her life.

This drew the attention of everyone else; both of these identities were quite remarkable.

Influenced by "Miss Justice," the others also spoke up, sharing some important information about themselves or the world today.

"I have another batch of special abilities here, do you need them?" Mr. "World" once again peddled his collection of special abilities, which was warmly welcomed by the members of the Tarot Club.

The atmosphere above the gray fog became lively, and no one needed to lead it anymore.

"The Fool" Klein looked at his carefully cultivated secret organization with satisfaction. Every member had gotten what they wanted, which was good.

"I may also have to disappear for a while. If you want to find me, you can write to me," Mr. "World" said.

The inclusion of "stars" and "justice" was somewhat unexpected.

They knew that Klein was currently staying in Backlund.

"You..." Leonard, the "star," wanted to ask, but then stopped himself.

"No need to worry." Mr. World glanced at "Star" and nodded gently.

"There might be some unusual activity lately, but there's no need to worry. You can pray to the 'Supreme Dream.'" This is the second well-intentioned reminder from Mr. Fool, who is unusually humane today.

"Yes!" A growing doubt crept into the crowd's hearts: Why "Supreme Dream" and not "The Fool"?!

Both "The Fool" and "The World" seem to be hiding something.

In their understanding, the "world" is the "fool's" benefactor.

However, they were unable to know the specifics, and in the end, they could only end this tarot session with the "Fool's" announcement that it was over.

"Phew..." Klein couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He felt like he was saying goodbye to everything that belonged to him and then facing his final fate.

"There are two more..."

"Dear Mr. Azik, I now need to face my fate, but you don't need to worry about me..."

Klein sent a letter to Mr. Azik.

"And Miss Messenger..." Klein summoned Miss Messenger and handed her the letters that had been prepared for Miss Sharon and Marich.

"Nothing... for... me?" the messenger's four heads spoke in succession.

(End of this chapter)