Lu Chen slept very sweetly this night: firstly, because after escaping death and crossing the other world, this thing was already exhausted, and secondly, because he had completely made up his mind about the future before going to bed.

Lu Chen's idea is very simple: since he has crossed over and become Elliot, then he must inherit Eliot's "legacy" and find a way to save this precarious holy church from the hands of the parliament and the Wehrmacht, and also maintain his identity as an oracle!

- He Lu Daguan has been chasing power all his life, how can he spit out when he has a good divine envoy position in his hands!

Of course, saving the church is not a simple task, but fortunately, Lu Chen has an advantage-

He's always been very confident.

The next day, when the maid An Jie came into the house and asked Lu Chen to get up, it was already dawn.

Bright sunlight shines through the glass windows into the bedroom, reflecting on the dust floating in the air, like a little gold sand.

"Lord Eliot, it's almost noon!"

An Jie stood on the side of the bed and shouted softly, feeling a little strange in her heart: In the past, Lord Eliot was extremely self-disciplined, and he often got up early in the morning to read by himself, why did he sleep so late today?

Maybe I've been too tired lately...... Looking at the oracle on the bed, the little maid sighed sympathetically.

"Oh...... Got it......" Lu Chen agreed in a daze, rolled around on the bed a few times, and then saw An Jie standing on the side of the bed.

Isn't it the same as when I was a child on earth and my mother woke me up...... Lu Chen straightened up and laughed twice, and a carp jumped out of bed.

An Jie walked behind him and gently smoothed the wrinkles on his pajamas with her hands.

"Did you sleep well last night, Lord Eliot?" asked the maid softly.

"Not bad...... It's not bad......" Lu Chen yawned while standing upright like a puppet, waiting for An Jie to sort out his clothes, "Did you see His Majesty the Pope when you came over?"

"His Majesty the Pope?" An Jie walked around to Lu Chen, checked the buttons of his pajamas, and then replied with a wrinkled nose, "I don't know...... According to the usual situation, he should be working in the study at this time......"

Lu Chen snorted and did not speak.

Oh, Pope......

Lu Chen had already realized that the first obstacle to his salvation of the church was none other than the capitulation pope who ruled the church!

As long as the Pope still holds the real power of the Church, then Lu Chen, as a religious puppet, will not be able to really affect the fate of the Church! If he wants to save the Holy Church and satisfy his own desire for power by the way, the first step must be to seize power internally!

Only by taking away the real power to manage the church from His Majesty can Lu Chen gain more resources and influence-

In the past, the divine envoy Eliot Savile was just a weak scholar, although he did not take the same position as the Pope, but he would not try to challenge the authority of the Pope......

Your Majesty Gregory, we have no personal grudges, but you are a capitulation faction, I am a resistance faction, for the sake of the overall interests of the church, I should grieve you......

"Lord Eliot, what are you laughing at, it looks so scary!" An Jie's exclamation interrupted Lu Chen's inner calculations.

"What? I'm smiling, it's okay, it's okay, don't care!" Lu Chen hurriedly rubbed his face in embarrassment.

Obviously, he was too proud just now to help but show a mysterious smirk on his face.

However, although Lu Chen is now playing poker, he is still sinisterly repeating Jiang Gong's teachings over and over again in his heart-

"If you go outside, you must first settle inside"!

Poor Gregory is still working seriously in his study, unaware that his number one position has become the first target of Lu Daguan in another world......

......

After serving Lu Chen and having breakfast, An Jie opened the wardrobe and prepared to help God make the adults change their clothes.

"Which one do you want to wear today?" the maid picked out three coats from the wardrobe and looked at Lu Chen with an inquiring gaze.

Lu Daguan walked to the wardrobe and looked at it—these three clothes were obviously worn by Eliot, one was a white gold robe with a cross pattern, one was a blood-red bishop's robe, and the other was a black silk robe.

There's no tunic for you...... Lu Chen, who really wanted to pretend to be an early leader, smacked his lips regretfully, reached out and picked up the black robe, and put it on himself without asking the maid to help.

Lu Chen has always liked black - this night sky-like color can give people a sense of mystery, and it is the best choice for superiors and pretending to be criminals.

An Jie took two steps forward and helped Lu Chen fasten the button on his neckline.

"Lord Eliot, I think you're the most handsome in this. The maid chuckled, making Lu Daguan's face red.

"An Jie," Lu Chen cleared his throat and asked Zhengse, "Do you think we should surrender to the council?"

This was obviously an unexpected question, and An Jie was immediately stunned when she heard this.

The little maid stayed for a long time before she smiled bitterly:

"Lord Elliot...... Where can we say this kind of thing...... Just ......"

"Just what?" Lu Chen stared at An Jie's crystalline eyes.

"It's just...... It's just ......," Anjie muttered, "if we surrender to the council and dissolve the church, we should become civilians, right?"

"Well, that's right. Lu Chen nodded: There are many members of the Holy Church, and the council should not embarrass these ordinary people, at most they will only be relieved of their positions in the church.

An Jie hummed lightly, then raised her head and said:

"But what about you, Lord Eliot, and what will happen to you when we surrender?"

"Me?" Lu Chen said with a hint of sneering, "Those bastards in the council will probably put me and the top church officials like the Pope under crown as liars who fool the people, or even put them in prison! Of course, in order to stabilize the people's hearts, they will not hurt us, but it is absolutely impossible to give us freedom." ”

Hearing this, An Jie was stunned. She stared at the oracle's cheek in a daze.

After a long time, she lowered her head lightly and said in a low voice:

"That'...... In this case...... Lord Eliot, I ...... I ......"

An Jie raised her head suddenly, and said firmly and loudly:

"I am against surrendering to the Council! You are the best messenger of all time, the messenger of the Holy Spirit on earth! How can you be imprisoned like a criminal? Lord Eliot, you must not surrender!"

Little girl, isn't this what I thought...... Lu Chen looked at his maid with a smile and reached out to touch her head.

Anjie's soft golden hair made his palms tickle.

"Don't worry, An Jie......" Lu Chen smiled at An Jie, who was slightly red on her cheeks, "Of course I won't surrender to the council...... Rather, one day, I'm going to make the damn council surrender to me!"

An Jie looked at Lu Chen in a daze: she hadn't realized the meaning of the words of the divine envoy.

"It's almost noon, the guards should still be practicing in the backyard now, right?" Lu Chen straightened up, dusted off his robe, and sneered, "An Jie, come with me...... We need to inspect the armed forces of our Holy Church—no, "my"......"