New Gods of North America

According to the system of the Holy Spirit Church,

The bishops of the archdiocese are actually in office for life - unless they are voted out by the bishops' conference, or they voluntarily "resign" or "retire."

There is a big difference between these three.

A bishop who voluntarily "retires" will become the "Bishop Emeritus" of the diocese.

Although he no longer participates in the management of the church and no longer has the right to vote on matters related to church affairs,

However, they can still participate in various important meetings of the church, and can also express their opinions and suggestions to the church or publicly as high-level clergy.

At least on the surface, all clergy and believers in the church should respect the "Emeritus Bishop".

"Kids, you're here. Sit down."

The former bishop, who has officially retired, is like a kind elder.

He first closed the thick ancient book, then motioned Wayne and Inissa to sit on the sofa next to him.

Wayne greeted him obediently and then sat down obediently.

The kind with your knees together and your hands on your knees.

Inessa sat next to him.

In Wayne's previous life's memory, the bishop's name was Robert Ford.

He had been managing the Archdiocese of Kankers since Wayne was not yet born. The believers in this diocese generally just called him "Bishop" or "Your Excellency the Bishop."

He is an absolute big shot and has been working in the local area for many years.

Can't afford to offend.

Bishop Ford, who has already retired, first looked at Wayne kindly, like a loving elder looking at a younger person:

"Wayne, I heard that you are a descendant of the April Grass and you used to be the sheriff in the town?"

Wayne nodded obediently, "Yes."

Oh no,

The household registration was checked.

Bishop Ford nodded slightly, “Well done.

"In less than a month, you have helped to investigate not only the well-known wanted criminals, but also the evil god believers hiding in the town.

"If you hadn't had to step down because of your studies, I believe you could have done even better."

I know, I know. You don’t need to hint at me anymore.

Bishop Ford took the ancient book off his lap and said, "Wayne, you have been in Kanks for a few days. What do you think of Kanks now?"

Wayne pondered the wording, "Prosperity, harmony, freedom?"

"Yes." Bishop Ford seemed satisfied with Wayne's answer, "Especially the 'freedom' in it, it's not easy to come by."

He was silent for a moment, then continued:

“Your parents seem to have high hopes for Black Rock Town, and I believe that you will return to Kansas City after completing your studies.

“By then, your town should have become a ‘city’. I wonder if you would be interested in taking a part-time job in the church after you are elected as a city council member or appointed as the police chief?

"For example, serving as the head of Kanks City's exorcism department is a good resume. You know, Kanks City's exorcism department is not only responsible for managing the affairs of Kanks City."

Wayne thought about Roose Bolton and Reverend Tywin behind him, and then about Captain Joffrey.

I think the pie is a bit too big.

So he implicitly declined, "I think I'm still too young and not qualified enough."

Bishop Ford continued to guide Wayne like a wise man who was patient and persuasive:

“Qualifications are sometimes not that important. However, as a Beyonder, in America today, it is better to have a suitable cover identity.

"Otherwise, if we leave the territory that Kanks Parish can manage, as a member of the Hunter Association, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect anyone in the New World. It may even bring trouble to myself.

"Ah, I don't mean anything against you, Miss Inissa. You are a senior hunter, and a very important talent in the Exorcist Association. I welcome you to stay in Kanks State."

He even knew about the Beyonders and the Hunter Association. It seemed like he had been completely exposed...

Too,

The carriage was waiting outside the bar just now.

It doesn't seem strange that a big man like Bishop Ford, who had been in power for many years, knew some secret places in the city and guessed some things.

Wayne showed an attitude of accepting the good advice:

"It is true that I did not think it through carefully enough. So what should I do, Your Excellency?"

While Wayne spoke respectfully, he had already begun to secretly observe the terrain.

Such a big shot,

It shouldn't be the case that they would just smash the cup as a signal when they fail to reach an agreement, right?

And could the bishop of the church also be a very powerful Beyonder?

If we really have to fight,

Should I surrender immediately to avoid being beaten even more severely, or should I pull out my gun and “capture the leader first”?

"You misunderstood, child."

Bishop Ford waved his hand slightly, “That’s the wrong question, I don’t need you to do anything.

"I believe you have heard that I am a person who is willing to coexist peacefully with Beyonders. As long as you do nothing, I can arrange a safe identity for you that can be recognized by the church, at least enough for you to complete your studies.

"As for the rest, you are still young, you can think about it slowly."

Wayne nodded at first, not quite understanding.

Then he asked another question, "Your Excellency the Bishop, I have been thinking about a question recently. After Kansas is officially established as a state, would it be a better choice to formulate new state laws based on the neighboring state of Missouri?"

"Oh," Bishop Ford's eyes seemed to contain some approval, "This seems to be a good question, perhaps worthy of our serious consideration."

I just knew it.

This old fox wouldn't even draw a pie in the sky casually.

What he wants to win over is not himself, but the "public opinion" behind the elected officials.

…

After leaving the building in a carriage, the coachman did not ask Wayne and his friends where to stay.

He sent the two of them directly to the hotel entrance.

Back in the suite, the three of them used pen and paper to communicate for a while.

Then Lina jumped up on the sofa:

"Why is this guy like this? He also interferes with other people's investigations. To be honest, this case happened when he was in office, uh uh..."

Lina was pushed down on the sofa by Wayne and Inissa. It was inconvenient for Wayne to take direct action, so he used the cushion on the sofa to cover her mouth.

Bishop Ford quietly dug up his own history so clearly.

It is not impossible that some extraordinary people with strange abilities are arranged to monitor this place.

Lina raised her hands in surrender. After breaking free, she first threw the cushion at Wayne's face, then snatched the pen and drew several exclamation marks on the notebook.

However, the case has reached a bottleneck here.

Originally, I wanted to take Inesa with me to form a team to the East Coast, but Bishop Ford used both carrots and sticks, which was almost a blatant threat.

Wayne now feels that he might become an illegal resident.

I took a shower and went to bed, wondering whether I should go to Roose Bolton to explain the matter, or how to say it.

To Wayne's surprise, someone knocked on the front door of the suite before dawn the next day.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Roose Bolton standing outside.

...How many people in Kanks city know that we live here now?