Chapter 455: Chapter 456: Hope the Lord of Storms is Fine
"Mr Fool is far more reliable than that stupid Sea Snake."
"I can only say I'll do my best…" Klein naturally knew that Lynn was comforting him. He sighed without making any promises but began calculating how he could assist the Resistance.
He would still restrain the actions of the Sea God Church, preventing them from carrying out those primitive and bloody practices. At the same time, he would also help the rebels resist the colonizers who oppressed them.
Seeing Mr. Fool deep in thought, Lynn couldn't help but smile and said, "Actually, you can talk to the Church of Storms about this. Don't forget, Archbishop Kottman received a divine message to fully support us. This could naturally include supporting the Sea God Church after everything is over…"
"In the end, the Church doesn't care whether the rulers of the Rhosid Archipelago are from Loen Kingdom or the local population. Their only concern is faith. In the past, the Sea God Church had no backing and was competing with the Church of Storms for believers. So naturally, the Storm Church suppressed them. But now that we have their backing, we can negotiate."
Klein's eyes lit up at first, but he hesitated. "But the Sea God Church will still compete with the Church of Storms for believers in the future…"
"It's fine. They will accept it grudgingly." Lynn patted Klein on the shoulder. "Besides, we're not trying to push the faith of Storms out of the Rhosid Archipelago. It's just that each church will compete to spread their teachings in their own way."
Klein glanced at Lynn after hearing this. Although Lynn didn't explain why the Lord of Storms would have to tolerate it, Klein recalled what Mr. Door had mentioned about Lynn's past "deeds." In that moment, Klein understood something.
'I hope the Lord of Storms is fine.' While praying for Lord of Storm, Klein's brain was also working fast, thinking about how to approach the Storm Church for negotiations.
He wasn't naive enough to think that with the support of the Storm Church, the Resistance could immediately defeat the Loen military and achieve their goal of self-governance for the Rhosid Archipelago. After all, the Loen military wasn't weak, and the Storm Church didn't have complete control over Loen's actions.
Klein couldn't expect the Storm Church to outright oppose the Loen military either. Not suppressing the rebels and offering some aid was probably the most they could hope for.
But no matter what, this would be much better than their original situation—essentially removing one of the two major obstacles in their way.
...
As it turned out, Lynn's assessment was correct. Even though the Lord of Storms' followers might have been inwardly frustrated enough to want to smite someone with lightning, when Klein and Lynn explained their intentions, not a single bolt came down.
Klein's own assumptions were also accurate. After hearing their proposal, the Church of Storms grudgingly agreed to let the Sea God Church grow and spread its teachings legally. They also agreed to provide some assistance to the Resistance and the Sea God Church.
However, when it came to the question of returning the Rhosid Archipelago to the local people for self-governance, the church were clear in their response. "If you can get the Governor's Office to back down, the Rhosid Archipelago will be yours. Otherwise, unless you want the Storm Church to go to war with the Loen military, I can't decide this alone," Archbishop Kottman said coldly. If emotions could affect the temperature, the area around him would have frozen solid.
This wasn't surprising. For Kottman, not only had he lost what he thought was a sure thing, but now he was being asked to help the Sea God Church compete with his own for believers and to support the rebels against Loen's colonizers. Honestly, it was as if they were asking him to stab himself. The fact that he hadn't already struck them down with lightning was a sign of his self-restraint.
Jahn Kottman's statement wasn't merely to make things difficult for them either. Unlike in the original storyline, where the Loen military had been significantly weakened by the death of George III and the ensuing war, the current Loen military and monarchy, while still weaker than the major churches, were far from powerless. They had nearly installed a Black Emperor, after all.
Given the circumstances, while the Storm Church held significant influence in the Rhosid Archipelago, Archbishop Kottman couldn't entirely ignore the Loen military unless the two sides were ready for an all-out confrontation.
"The Governor's Office of the Rhosid Archipelago, huh…" Lynn rubbed his chin thoughtfully, as if recalling something amusing. "Actually, I wouldn't mind paying them a visit. I wonder if the Bitch Tree is also looking to have a child with me…"
'What are you even talking about?' Klein gave Lynn a peculiar look.
Lynn glanced at him, then laughed and patted Klein's shoulder. "Don't look at me like that. You almost fathered a child with it yourself."
Klein: ?
Klein: !!!
Even though Lynn's words were cryptic, Klein quickly understood that he was referring to something that might have happened in the original timeline.
And because he understood, Klein found himself feeling genuinely creeped out.
"Hahaha!" Lynn laughed loudly before looking at Kottman, who was frowning and giving them a look that seemed to say, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Lynn smiled and said, "But for the sake of a certain evil god's well-being, I'll stay out of it. However, Mr Kottman, you might want to warn Admiral Amyrius to watch out for the little cult his lover follows. They worship a genuine evil god."
Hearing this, Archbishop Kottman's frown deepened.
Lynn didn't offer any further explanation, only smiled.
He wasn't planning to meet with Admiral Amyrius personally. After all, unlike Archbishop Kottman, Amyrius didn't have the authority to decide whether the Rhosid Archipelago should be returned to its people. That decision rested with the higher-ups in the Loen military, or even the Loen monarchy.
In fact, if Kottman were only thinking of his own interests, he probably wouldn't have had the authority to decide either. But with the Lord of Storms himself grudgingly allowing it, there were no further obstacles from that side.
Lynn's solution was simple: since the decision was in the hands of the Loen monarchy, he would go directly to them to settle the matter.
After all, he was planning to cause trouble for them anyway!
(End of Chapter)
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Chapter 456: Chapter 457: Lynn's Brilliant Idea
Lynn had a brilliant idea—to take advantage of the two months before the great smog event in the original story. Using the time flow difference, he planned to make several trips to the Roselle era and help Klein digest the Marionettist potion. Ideally, during these two months, he'd also try to bring Roselle back.
That way, when the Royal Family tries to initiate the great smog to cover their crimes, the real Black Emperor Roselle could appear and give the Augustus family a harsh reality check. At the same time, Klein could directly kill the Despair to complete his ritual for advancing to the Bizarro Sorcerer Sequence. How satisfying would that be?
"Of course, considering the danger posed by the Despair, we could teleport both her and Klein to a deserted area beforehand. Then, we can weaken the Witch with a debuff and stack multiple buffs on Klein. After all, the original novel proved that the Bizarro Sorcerer ritual only requires the direct killing of a Sequence 4, without prohibiting outside help or using magical artifacts..."
Lynn calculated in his mind, "The only issue is the audience for the ritual. But if Adam could replace the required audience in the original story, there's no reason I can't bring in a group of big shots to do the same. If worse comes to worst, I'll just pull Adam over since he's always ready to appear from thin air."
As for whether Adam would want to be the audience—Lynn felt confident he would.
Thinking about this, Lynn glanced at a patch of air and then nonchalantly looked away.
"Are you thinking something strange?" Klein suddenly shivered, giving Lynn a suspicious look, clearly very familiar with this kind of situation by now.
"Not at all!" Lynn shook his head, blinking his innocent eyes.
He was earnestly thinking about how to solve Mr. Fool's Bizarro Sorcerer advancement ritual. How could that be considered strange?
Klein cast a doubtful glance at Lynn but eventually looked away.
"I'll inform Admiral Amyrius of what you said," Archbishop Kottman spoke at this moment, his gaze sweeping over the two of them as they laughed and joked, completely ignoring him. His anger boiled within, but he couldn't show it. His expression grew even colder as he asked, "Anything else?"
"Dinner is almost ready. Would the esteemed Archbishop Kottman mind having a meal with the two of us?" Lynn thought for a few seconds before flashing a radiant smile.
Archbishop Kottman: ... "I mind very much. Leave at once!" was what he wanted to say.
"You're welcome to stay." Kottman took a deep breath and left those words behind as he turned around with a swirl of his cloak, walking away briskly.
It was clear that if he stayed any longer, his anger might really explode.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, his self-control is still lacking compared to the Lord of Storms, though they're about on the same level." Lynn gave his commentary.
"It seems like you're deliberately provoking him?" Klein finally caught on.
"Not really, but when there's such an easily angered pigeon in front of you, wouldn't it be a waste not to tease him a little?" Lynn shrugged, acting totally righteous.
Klein's mouth twitched. 'So, in your eyes, what exactly is the Church of Storms? Have they been downgraded to the point where you describe them with animal metaphors?'
Mr. Fool didn't quite understand, but that didn't stop him from joining Lynn for a free dinner at the Church of Storms.
Truth be told, though Jahn Kottman had a fiery temper, his generosity was commendable. Instead of offering them a simple, inedible dinner as revenge, he had served a rather nice feast. Afterward, Lynn even expressed a desire to pack some leftovers and promised to come back next time.
A few days later—
"I think Archbishop Kottman never wants to see you again in his life..."
Standing on the deck of The Future, Klein gazed at the distant black dot that was the City of Generosity, sighing from the bottom of his heart.
By now, Klein had already arranged matters for the Sea God Church and the Resistance on the Rorsted Archipelago. Over the course of several meetings with Archbishop Kottman after that dinner, he witnessed Lynn repeatedly and deliberately provoke the Storms Church leader.
Honestly, even Mr. Fool felt that the fact Jahn hadn't summoned lightning to strike Lynn dead was a testament to the man's immense restraint.
"Be more confident. It's 'us'—he doesn't want to see either of us," Lynn responded without a hint of guilt, confidently patting Klein on the shoulder. "Besides, don't you think teasing a pigeon is really fun?"
Klein recalled how, over the past few days, Archbishop Kottman had been on the verge of exploding but was forced to suppress his temper, and suddenly found himself silent, 'You know what... it is kind of fun... cough!'
Lynn was not at all surprised by Klein's reaction. After all, while Mr. Fool was known for his serious, cautious nature, he still had a mischievous streak. Why else would he have played pranks under the guise of Merlin during his Miracle Invoker phase?
Unlike Amon, whose antics often crossed moral lines and endangered lives, Klein's pranks typically served as life lessons for those who deserved them. Still, the fact remained: Mr. Fool did have a playful side.
And Lynn certainly didn't mind encouraging it. Much like how he'd once led Bethel into mischief in the Fourth Epoch, there was nothing quite like finding entertainment with a friend.
Witnessing all of this from the sidelines, Danitz was at a loss for words.
He knew nothing. He said nothing!
If, a few days ago, Danitz still harbored a faint hope of leaving the Church of the Fool, that hope had now completely evaporated. After witnessing this series of absurd events, he had begun to look forward to the future—though he was also vaguely worried about his own well-being.
Somehow, he felt like his days ahead would be filled with endless challenges!
As for Cattleya, who had also been present for the entire incident, she was already numb. She cleared her throat to draw everyone's attention and calmly said, "I've directed The Future to head towards the mermaid's sea as quickly as possible. If nothing unexpected happens, we'll arrive in three days."
Normally, the journey from the Rorsted Archipelago to the mermaid's route would take over a week. But Cattleya was desperate to get these two "guests" to their destination as soon as possible. She was even willing to use some of the more dangerous methods of navigation she rarely employed.
'May the Queen Mystic bless me, and may I deliver these two of them to the mermaid swiftly!' Cattleya prayed fervently in her heart.
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