Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

Backlund East District, in this area where poor people gather, there is always a piece of land that is clean and tidy.

This was not the result of harsh punishment from the landowners, but the unanimous will of all the poor people in the East End.

No poor person would enter this area to pray with filth. It would be a blasphemy against dreams and a blasphemy against the light of hope in their hearts.

This is the only church of the Dream Sect in Backlund, and it is also the largest church in the Kingdom of Loen.

The Dream Sect is special everywhere. It is not an orthodox church, but it has the highest missionary power and can build churches and erect statues of gods in any city or town.

Most of the time, dream churches are built in places like Backlund's East District.

The Industrial Revolution was a world trend, and the Dream Sect did not stop it. However, with the existence of the Dream Church, the poor people in the East Side slums could also have a glimmer of hope.

After the evil god sacrifice incident, the Dream Sect worked with other churches to obtain the "Survival Act."

This is the biggest benefit to these poor people.

"These are two completely different worlds..." Klein walked from the suburbs, passed through the East District, and then entered this dream church.

He came for the appointment, and his application was passed easily. Now he is the dream bishop stationed in Backlund. With this status alone, he has already entered the upper class society, and even the royal family and nobles have to treat him with courtesy.

"Hello, I'm here to take up my appointment." Klein handed the appointment letter he got from Bishop Truman to a priest in the Dream Church.

"Is he the new bishop?" The dream believer's eyes lit up, and he quickly welcomed Klein into the church and notified the original archbishop of this church.

"New church member?" Soon, Klein saw an old man wearing a white bishop's robe walking out.

He was very old and his hair had turned all white, but his eyes were bright and he was overjoyed to see Klein.

"Brother, you are finally here. You are...Mr. John Constantine, right? You are so young and have a bright future..." The archbishop was so enthusiastic when he first arrived that it was hard for Klein to adapt.

John Constantine is a name that Klein randomly picked up. He does not look like Klein now, but the appearance of the John in his memory that has been modified.

In his position, John's identity requires him to frequently attend gatherings of various upper-class people, so being able to brush his face is the best.

"Mr. Claude, I..." Klein looked at Bishop Claude and wanted to say something, but Bishop Claude spoke too fast for Klein to interrupt.

"John, the higher-ups definitely didn't send you to Backlund to make you subordinate to me, right?"

"I guess the higher-ups want to train you. There is a high probability that they will transfer you back to the headquarters and continue to be promoted. Then we cannot go against the higher-ups' wishes. After that, Backlund's affairs will be left to you!"

Klein and the archbishop across from him jumped spiritually at the same time, and each had their own reaction.

Klein reached out to grab Bishop Claude's hand, and Bishop Claude gently pressed his chest.

Buzz!

The spiritual intuition of the two "fairy tale wizards" is naturally not wrong, and there is only one reason for them to take action at the same time, and that is that they feel some kind of development that is not conducive to themselves.

Dreamy phosphorescence suddenly burst out from Bishop Claude's hand, and Klein almost used the spiritual thread to interrupt the opponent's movements.

But he was a senior after all, and he would not take action against such an old man, so he suppressed his impulse.

But the other side showed no intention of stopping. After a burst of dreamy phosphorescence, Bishop Claude disappeared directly...

Um... Klein had a dark look on his face as he realized what Bishop Claude was doing.

"Bishop Constantine, do you need me to move various documents to your office?"

The priest on the side looked at Klein and asked with a surprised expression.

"..." Klein suppressed his twitching eyebrows and asked, "What did Bishop Claude do?"

"He should be studying machinery with Mr. Horamik from the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery." The priest explained.

"Normally, if there is no important matter to resolve, we don't see Bishop Claude for a month."

"Then you may never see Bishop Claude again." Klein is already sure that he has been dumped by the archbishop. As long as he is still here, there is a high probability that the archbishop will not come back.

I have long known that the Dream Sect has a lot of strange things, but this still makes Klein a little speechless. The position of archbishop represents something much bigger than simple mechanical research.

The most intuitive thing is that the funds of Backlund and even the entire Loen Kingdom Dream Sect will flow through this church. That is a terrifying number.

But Claude couldn't wait to throw responsibility and even power to Klein.

"That makes sense!" the priest agreed.

"..." Klein glanced at the priest and felt that he was not normal either.

"Send those documents that need to be processed to my office. I should have an office, right?"

"I suggest, my lord, that you go directly to Bishop Claude's office, which is rarely used even one day a month."

Are all the priests of the Dream Sect such personalities? Directly suggest that I "usurp the throne"?

"... Prepare a new room for me."

"yes."

Klein's mouth twitched, and he was led by the priest to an office deep in the Dream Church.

The environment here is very good. After all, it is a dream sect and it is not short of money.

Then, the priest began to call on others to bring over some documents that needed to be processed.

"Are all the documents here to be processed?" Klein's expression suddenly changed and he almost turned around and ran away.

After a while, the files in the office were piled up.

"Tell me, when was the last time Bishop Claude handled documents?" Klein's eyes were a little weak.

"About fifty-four days ago," the priest replied.

"I..." Klein's face was slightly distorted.

"Put it here." But soon Klein relaxed and nodded slightly to the priests.

"Yes!" The priests were all ready to resign.

"Where are you going? Come and help me get these things." Klein looked at these priests who were not very respectful, but rather gloating about their misfortune.

"In order to train you, I also give you the power to approve. In the end, just bring it to my signature."

Klein pointed to the pile of documents and said, and the faces of several priests fell instantly.