Chapter 39 The reason
"Good morning, kid, how did you rest yesterday?" Lord Chrisman's familiar deep voice appeared in Ryan's ear.

Ryan looked around in astonishment, but did not find His Excellency Chrisman, but he still replied truthfully:
"Yesterday's dream left a deep impression on me, and even made me wonder if I was still in the dream. Fortunately, I didn't have a nightmare because of it."

"Very well, then I can rest assured."

"Remember the room Harvey brought you to? I'll wait for you there."

After this sentence was finished, His Excellency Chrisman's voice disappeared from Ryan's ears, as if it had never appeared before.

Ryan was a little puzzled, but still bowed slightly in the direction of the Tower of Radiance in response.

Miss Hallie also happened to walk to Ryan's side at this time, looking at Ryan bowing to her, she looked a little dazed.

"Mr. Lane?"

"Good morning, Miss Halle." Ryan stood up awkwardly and greeted.

"Good morning, Mr. Ryan." Miss Halle bowed slightly, wondering: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

She didn't hear Lord Chrisman's voice, but saw Ryan suddenly bowing in her direction, which made Miss Halle a little puzzled.

"It's okay, I just thought of something."

Ryan coughed lightly and changed the subject, "I'll go to the office to register later, and I'll trouble you for the rest, Miss Halle."

"Okay." Miss Halle responded with a slight bow: "I will deal with the relevant matters for you as soon as possible, Mr. Lane."

After chatting about today's weather, although Miss Halle didn't mean to be impatient, Ryan still took the initiative to end the topic. After all, Lord Chrisman is still waiting for him.

Watching Miss Halle leave, Ryan took a deep breath and stepped into the hall of the Tower of Radiance.

Following the route in his memory, Ryan entered the corridor on the left and turned a few turns, and came to the room where he met His Excellency Chrisman for the first time.

Just like the first time we met, His Excellency Chrisman was praying in a purple robe with his back turned to him.

Ryan did not disturb, but stood behind and prayed silently together.

A few minutes later, His Excellency Chrisman finished his prayer and turned to look at Ryan.

"Good morning, boy."

"Good morning, Lord Chrisman." Ryan saluted in response.

Without waiting for Ryan to ask, His Excellency Chrisman mentioned yesterday's review on his own:

"Although yesterday's review was a dream, it may leave some bad nightmares. I raised an objection, but it was rejected by the church."

"I think you must be wondering why the Archbishop of Ruhr would target you, right?"

Against me?It turns out that His Excellency Devitt's malice towards me in yesterday's dream was not pretended, but he really had a problem with me?
Ryan was stunned, feeling like he was still in a dream and hadn't woken up.

I don't know if this is the sequelae left by yesterday, he occasionally suspects that he didn't wake up.

"Your Excellency DeWitt, do you have some opinions on me?" Ryan hesitated.

His Excellency Chrisman stepped down from the podium, patted Ryan on the shoulder, and signaled him to follow behind him.

Ryan obediently followed His Excellency Chrisman to the desk, and despite some doubts, he still sat beside His Excellency Chrisman.

He always felt that His Excellency Chrisman was a little strange today, and seemed to be a little different from before.

Although His Excellency Chrisman, who used to be the archbishop, had silver hair, his eyes were extremely bright, as if he could see through everything in this world.

But today, His Excellency Chrisman has a feeling that he has lost his vigor, as if he got old overnight?

"Do you know how many archbishops there are in Gwen Diocese?" His Excellency Christman stretched out his finger, as if drawing something in the air.

Ryan involuntarily looked at His Excellency Chrisman's fingertips, and said with some hesitation, "Four, five?"

This is the number he guessed. There is one archbishop in each of the four dioceses, and the first diocese is more powerful. There should be two, right?Then add up to five.

His Excellency Chrisman shook his head and sighed: "If calculated on the basis of equal rank, Gwen has a total of twelve archbishop-level powerhouses."

Twelve?Ryan opened his mouth slightly, and this number really surprised him, which was nearly three times more than he thought.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the 12-person round table during the review. Could it be that the table was actually used for the meeting of the archbishops?
"Why, don't you believe it?" Your Excellency Chrisman looked at Ryan with a half-smile.

"No, I'm just, I'm just too surprised." Ryan paused, wondering: "But does this have anything to do with Lord DeWitt's opinion of me?"

He was just a first-level priest before, even if he was promoted to the second level now, he shouldn't attract the attention of the archbishop-level powerhouse.

"Girvin's four dioceses, the first diocese is the strongest, with four archbishops, and the other two dioceses each have three."

"Then our parish?" Ryan was embarrassed to say the word the weakest.

"Do you think we are the weakest?" His Excellency Chrisman laughed, and the tip of his waving index finger began to glow, like a paintbrush that was painting, drawing something in mid-air.

Ryan didn't speak, but such a thought did flash through his mind.

"That's right, just as you thought, our diocese is the weakest." His Excellency Chrisman laughed at himself indifferently.

"It just so happened that something happened to the Cardinal of our Diocese of Gwen, so the church decided to re-elect a Cardinal in Gwen."

A cardinal, also known as a cardinal, belongs to the penultimate order of the church hierarchy.

The final level is the pope who controls the entire church.

In a way, a cardinal is almost equal to the pope in his own diocese.

Hearing the news, Ryan looked at His Excellency Chrisman in surprise, not understanding why the other party would tell him such core news.

There is a problem with the cardinal of Gwen, this should be the core message of the whole church, right?
His Excellency Chrisman ignored Ryan, but continued on his own:
"Although our diocese is the weakest, the position of cardinal in Gwen is now vacant, which has aroused some people's fear after all."

"After all, I'm the oldest archbishop in Girvin." Your Excellency Chrisman laughed at himself.

"So... I have suffered an unreasonable disaster?" Ryan thought flashed in his mind.

"Remember when I said I would upload the disciplinary technique you created to the First Diocese?"

"This behavior seems to have caused some people to misunderstand, as a signal that I am launching an attack on the vacant cardinal seat."

"Although I have indicated that the creator is you, no one believes it."

"But this is not important anymore. What is important is that your actions now represent my attitude in the church to some extent."

I?On behalf of His Excellency Chrisman?Lane was startled.

(End of this chapter)

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