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"The Beginning of the Beginning, the End of the End - The Gospel of Idiots, Volume 1, Chapter 1, Section 1"

This is……

Canon?!

Audrey's heart started beating suddenly.

After nearly a year, is Mr. Fool finally going to step out from behind the scenes and become the orthodox god believed in by the people?

Read on.

“He is the great master of the spiritual world, the yellow and black king who controls good luck, and the eternal beacon pursued by every living being. He is the beginning and the end, the condensation of all time, and the collection of countless histories—The Gospel of Fools, Volume 1, Chapter 1, Section 2”

“The Lord resides in the Kingdom of God above the spiritual world, and His mercy is spread all over the mortal world. There are six angels beside His throne, serving Him faithfully.

The angel of destiny is the Lord's agent, the Lord's right-hand man, and determines the fate of all living beings.

The Angel of Death is the Archon of the Underworld, in charge of life and death;

The Angel of Lust is the embodiment of beauty and love, but also the messenger of natural disasters and plagues..."

When Klein, who was secretly glancing at the canon, saw this paragraph, he decisively withdrew his gaze, scratched the ground with his toes, and felt that he could immediately carve out a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment.

"The remnant angels will protect the kingdom of God and destroy all invading enemies;

The Angel of Psalms reads to the Lord mystical sounds, making Him aware of the sufferings of the world;

The Mercury Angel is the most beloved angel of the Lord, always accompanying the Lord and enjoying eternal glory in the Kingdom of God - The Gospel of Fools, Volume 1, Chapter 1, Section 3

Audrey didn't quite understand, but she was shocked.

In the study, except for Jon and Azik, everything remained the same.

The angel of hymns, Bernadette, and the angel of lust, Klein, were about to be unable to hold back.

No, what the hell is this! ?

Audrey took a deep breath.

He put away the holy relic and the scriptures and said respectfully, “I will try my best to spread Mr. Fool’s faith.”

"Audrey, you have always been a very capable person, and I believe in you." Jon encouraged with a smile.

Since he had already contacted some righteous gods, Jon was not worried about the missionary work.

Moreover, with the identity of the Saint of the Church of Fools, the Alchemists who coveted Audrey would be more at ease.

It’s just a pity that the copy of “Call of the Abyss” has not been given away yet…

but.

There should be a chance in the future.

After giving a few more instructions, Jon asked Azk to send Audrey, Susie and their dog away.

Bernadette seemed to have suffered some kind of mental shock and found an excuse to leave. Probably, she went to discuss with her father Roselle why she was included in the canon even though she was not an angel.

Klein and Jon were left sitting face to face.

After enduring for a long time, Klein still couldn't help it and frowned, "Lust?"

Jon replied as a matter of course, "Do you think it's bad? It fits your image very well."

Klein: ...

After a moment's silence, he said, "Wouldn't it be a bit bad to be so fictional?"

"I just had to stretch myself to do this." Jon's eyes flashed with a trace of regret. "I originally wanted to create sixteen angels, but there weren't that many candidates. I can only wait until you really grow up and then update the scriptures."

Then I really thank you.

Klein curled his lips.

Forget it.

Let her be a lustful angel.

The one who is in trouble is Claire Capet. What does she have to do with me, Klein Moretti?

With a broader perspective, he no longer worries about such trivial matters.

Just thinking of the abnormal behavior of the Loen royal family, Klein couldn't help but ask, "Was this air raid by Feysac deliberately allowed by the Loen royal family? No matter how I think about it, it feels like something is wrong..."

Jon said calmly, "It wasn't intentional, but one side had intentions and the other had intentions. The Augustus family needs external conflicts to divert internal conflicts. Didn't you see that those nobles united to drive George III off the throne?

However, that guy is not someone to be trifled with, so let him in and strike at the Noble Alliance and the various official churches that stand behind it."

Just because of this lame excuse?

Klein's face looked a little ugly.

He claimed that he was not a saint, but after seeing the blood and fire of Backlund, he still hated war from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing this, Jon comforted him, "Don't think about it. Either Feysac will attack us or Loon will attack us. You know the underlying reason. The conflict will not stop until the gods fall!"

Klein clenched his fist lightly, but quickly released it.

After adjusting his mood, he said, "I am only one step away from digesting the potion. After this is over, I will go out to sea and visit the southern continent."

If nothing unexpected happens, the main battlefield of the war of gods should be set in the southern continent.

Of course Jon has no problem with that.

In fact, after some time, he will also dive into the abyss and try to use the extraordinary laws of this world to become the 'Old One'.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

Klein suddenly didn't know what to say.

Jon smiled and said, "Do you think that King George III would be very confused about where the Church of Fools came from?"

Hearing this, Klein also laughed, "If I were him, I would not only be confused, but also furious."

……

……

It turns out that Klein was right.

In the King's Office in the Kingdom of Loen, George III stared with his eyes wide open, trying his best to suppress his anger, and tremblingly said, "Have you found out where those people came from? They openly preached, but the people from the Church of Night and the Church of Storm didn't care?"

He had a mustache, was serious and old-fashioned, and had a resolute face. He wore a bright red suit, a cloak, and very long toe shoes, and his dress was slightly out of touch with the times.

No one answered.

George III pinched his brows with a look of tiredness.

But the next second, he frowned and said sternly, "This is a serious dereliction of duty. In the past, I would have ordered your heads to be chopped off, but now, return to your posts immediately. I will not allow any mistakes to occur in the following matters."

Hearing this, the palace guards and spies from MI9 retreated as if they had been granted amnesty.

George III shook his head.

Suddenly, an old man with a white face, no beard and a very serious expression appeared mysteriously beside George III.

Given George III's current status and position, when he saw an old man, he had to stand up and greet him, "Ancestor."

This old man is William Augustus I, who has survived from the Solomon Dynasty to the present day. He has lived through the Solomon Dynasty, the United Dynasty, and the War of the Four Emperors, and can be called a living history book.

"Don't be too impetuous." William Augustus said in a deep voice.

He is a Sequence 1 of the Judge path, and there is a reassuring power in his words.

"Ancestor, too many things are beyond our control. Adam suddenly stopped cooperating with us, the slave ship was sunk by unknown people, the Witch Cult and the Aurora Society are untrustworthy and have caused a big farce, the attitudes of those official churches have become ambiguous for unknown reasons, and now the Fool has jumped out."

As he spoke, a fierce look flashed across George III's face, "I suspect that someone behind the scenes has discovered me and is targeting me!"

"It's targeting us, targeting us Augustus." William Augustus still had the same expression, "Don't worry, when the time comes, I will take action... We will all take action!"

Chapter 461 Fast forward to the result

On the way home, Leonard looked tired.

I turned my head slightly and saw a child holding a newspaper that still smelled of ink, running and shouting at the top of his voice.

"Extra, Extra, the Kingdom has officially declared war on Feysac!"

Leonard took a deep breath, and his expression became a little dazed.

At this moment, a voice came from the bottom of his heart, "Boy, you are so useless, and you still want to pick up the witch?"

Leonard was caught off guard by someone revealing his thoughts. He was stunned at first, then blushed and said, "Old man, what are you talking about? I don't understand!"

"We are one." Grandpa Pales smiled. "Do you think you can hide your little tricks from me?"

"I've already told you, I don't know what you're talking about." Leonard muttered, unconsciously quickening his pace.

As a 'Nighthawk', I fell in love with a witch. If the goddess knew about it, she would definitely punish me, right?

Just thinking wildly.

Leonard walked around the corner and happened to meet a black-haired young man with bloodshot eyes and a blood cross armband on his arm.

With a bang, the two of them collided with each other.

"Sorry, sorry." Leonard, who had lost his concentration due to guilty conscience, quickly apologized.

Emlyn, who was rushing to the warehouse to pick up medicine, generously forgave this reckless human and waved his hand, "Be more careful next time. I'm in a good mood today, so I won't bother with you."

After saying that, he left without thinking.

However, Pales, who was parasitic on Leonard, suddenly said, "Boy, this little bat is a little weird. The ring on his hand is of a very high level. It is very likely to be a level 0 seal!"

"What!" Leonard was secretly shocked when he heard this.

But his long years of work experience allowed him to quickly suppress his emotions, and he said calmly: "In that case... Goodbye, have a nice day."

Hearing the other party surrender so easily, the arrogance on Emlyn's face became more obvious. He held his head high and walked away with his hands in his pockets.

Leonard stood still, looking at the other person's figure in the distance, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Old man," he said softly, "How much credit can we get by nipping the danger in the bud?"

"I suggest you report back to the church immediately," Grandpa Pales said in a calm tone.

Leonard shook his head. "Even if you report it, you have to investigate it in advance. If there is real danger, you won't sit idly by, right?"

"Are you threatening me?" Grandpa Pales asked back.

"No, we are one." Leonard rubbed his hands, "Isn't your strength my strength?"

After listening to this, Grandpa Pales remained silent for a long time.

At last, he sighed softly.

Leonard smiled immediately, and his smile was extremely bright.

Only by contributing can you get promoted and become stronger.

Today, it is my turn as Leonard Mitchell to make a contribution!

……

……

"Mr. White!"

"The raw materials for the healing potion are temporarily out of stock and need to be urgently transferred from other places!"

"Too many wounded in the East District, requesting support."

A certain vampire business temporarily became the headquarters of the Blood Cross Rescue Team. As soon as Emlyn entered the door, he was surrounded by all the vampire members.

This feeling made Emlyn very uncomfortable.

But, it feels so good!

He felt uncomfortable because he was a weird person, didn't like socializing, and only kept company with dolls.

He felt so happy because this feeling of being valued made him, who considered himself extraordinary, realize the value of his life.

What Emlyn didn't notice was that among the many vampires, there was a sweet-looking vampire girl who quietly pinched her eyes and smiled softly.

After a moment's silence, she composed her expression and came forward with a stack of parchment. "Hey, Emlyn, these are the documents you need to sign."

Emlyn glanced at the vampire girl and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Ms. Jenny, I am now the head of the Blood Cross Rescue Team. You have to call me Mr. White."