"Why?" Upon hearing Dunn's words, Klein's heart was in turmoil as he instinctively blurted out.
There are serious latent problems with Beyonders? So much so that the Church's internal judiciary and Beyonders dealing with heretical matters are prone to problems?
Dunn Smith stepped into the carriage and sat in his previous seat. His expression and tone remained normal.
"This isn't something you need to understand, nor is it something you can understand unless you become one of us."
Klein was left speechless as he sat down. He asked, half amused and half puzzled,
He asked in amusement and confusion, "How can I make the decision to join if I don't understand this?"
And if I don't join, I won't be able to understand. This is a vicious cycle …
Dunn Smith took out his pipe again and put it under his nose to take a puff.
"You've probably misunderstood. Being one of us includes clerks."
"That is to say, as long as I become one of your clerks, I can understand the relevant secrets, figure out the latent problems and possible dangers of being a Beyonder, and then consider whether or not to become a Beyonder?" As Klein sorted out his thoughts, he used his own words to describe what Smith meant.
Dunn smiled and said, "That's right.
Except for one thing. That is, becoming a Beyonder doesn't necessarily mean that you will become one. In this aspect, the various Churches are equally strict. "
It would be strange if they weren't strict … Klein lampooned in his heart as he emphasized his tone with a hand gesture.
"What about clerks? That should be very strict, right? "
"If it's you, then there shouldn't be a problem." Dunn's eyes were half-closed as he sniffed at his pipe with a relaxed expression, but he didn't light it.
"Why?" Klein fell into confusion once again.
At the same time, he mocked himself in his heart.
Could it be that my uniqueness, my transmigrator halo, is like a firefly in the night, so bright and so outstanding?
Dunn opened his half-closed eyes, his gray eyes as deep as before.
"First, to be able to survive such an incident without our help, this means that you have strengths that are different from others. For example, luck. And lucky people are always very popular."
Seeing Klein's dull expression, he smiled and said,
Secondly, you are a graduate of Khoy University's History Department. This is something we need very much. Although Leumi, a follower of the Lord of Storms, has a disgusting attitude towards women, his views on society, culture, economics, and politics are still sharp. He once said that talent is the key to maintaining competitive advantages and good development. I agree with this point. "
Noticing that Klein was frowning slightly, he casually explained,
"You should be able to imagine that we often come into contact with documents and items from the Fourth Epoch or even earlier. Many cults and heretics try to gain power from these things, and sometimes, they themselves lead to strange and terrible things."
"Apart from Beyonders in special domains, most of us aren't good at learning, or rather, we've already passed that age." At this point, Dunn Smith pointed at his head, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly as if he was mocking himself. "Those boring and boring knowledge always make people want to sleep. Even a sleepless can't resist it. In the past, we would seek out historians and archaeologists to cooperate, but there's the risk of secrets being leaked, and it might also bring harm to the professors and associate professors. Therefore, to have a professional join us and become one of us, it's a good thing that's hard to refuse. "
Klein nodded gently and accepted Dunn's explanation. Then, he asked with divergent thoughts,
He then asked, "Then why didn't you directly, uh, recruit one?"
Dunn continued, "This is the third and most important point.
You've already come into contact with similar incidents, so there's no problem of violating the confidentiality clause by inviting you. As for recruiting someone else, if it fails, I'll bear the responsibility for the secrets being leaked. Most of our team members and clerical staff come from within the Church. "
After listening in silence, Klein asked curiously,
"Why are you so strict about keeping it a secret? Wouldn't it prevent the same mistakes from happening again if many things were publicized and circulated to let more people know? The greatest fear comes from the unknown. We can make the unknown known. "
"No, the stupidity of humans is beyond your imagination. This will only lead to more imitations, greater chaos, and more serious incidents," Dunn Smith replied, shaking his head.
Klein tersely acknowledged and said in enlightenment, "That's right.
"The only lesson that humans have learned from history is that humans are unable to learn any lessons from history. They will always repeat the same tragedy."
"Emperor Rosell's famous saying is indeed full of philosophy." Dunn agreed.
… Rosell The Great said that? Senior transmigrator really doesn't give the latecomers any chance to act cool … For a moment, Klein didn't know how to respond.
Dunn turned to look outside the carriage. The dim yellow of the street lamps formed the radiance of civilization.
"… There is a similar saying in the judicial organs of the various Churches. This might be the main reason why it is strictly kept secret and forbidden from ordinary people."
"What is it?" Klein perked up, feeling the thrill of prying into a secret.
Dunn turned his head back, his facial muscles indiscernibly twitching.
"Belief and fear bring trouble. More belief and fear bring even greater trouble until everything is destroyed."
After saying this, he sighed and said, "That's right.
"And other than praying for the blessings and help of the deities, humans are unable to solve the true problem."
"Belief and fear bring trouble. More belief and fear bring even greater trouble …" Klein silently repeated the sentence, unable to understand it. Then, he felt fear due to the unknown he couldn't understand. It was as though in the shadows of the street lamps outside, in the darkness without light, there were pairs of eyes filled with malice and open mouths.
The horse's hooves were swift and the wheels rolled. With Iron Cross Street in sight, Dunn broke the sudden silence and formally invited him.
"Do you want to join us as a clerical staff member?"
Thoughts flashed through Klein's mind. He was momentarily unable to make a decision.
After some thought, he said, "Can I consider it?"
This was a matter of great importance. He couldn't make a rash decision.
"No problem. Just give me an answer before Sunday." Dunn nodded. "Of course, remember to keep it a secret. You can't tell anyone about Welch, including your brother and sister. Once you violate this, not only will it bring them trouble, it might even result in you being sent to a special court."
"Alright," Klein answered solemnly.
The carriage fell silent again.
As he approached Iron Cross Street and was about to reach home, Klein suddenly thought of a question. After hesitating for a few seconds, he asked,
After hesitating for a few seconds, he asked, "Mr. Smith, what's the salary and benefits of your clerical staff?"
This is a serious question …
Dunn was taken aback for a moment before he smiled and said, "Don't worry about that.
Our funds are jointly guaranteed by the Church and the police department. A new clerical staff's weekly salary is two pounds and ten soli. In addition, there's another ten soli for confidentiality and risk compensation. That's a total of three pounds. It's not much worse than an official university lecturer. "
"After that, your salary will gradually increase as you gain more experience and corresponding contributions."
"For clerical staff, we usually have a five-year contract. If you're not willing to do it after five years, you can resign normally. However, you have to sign a lifetime confidentiality clause. You can't leave Tingen without our approval. If you want to move to another city, you have to register with the local Nighthawks immediately."
"Right, there's no Sunday. You can only take shifts. There must be three clerical staff working at all times. If you want to go south or to Desi Bay for a vacation, you have to coordinate with your colleagues."
Just as Dunn finished speaking, the carriage stopped. Klein and his family's apartment appeared to the side.
"I understand." Klein turned around and alighted from the carriage. He stopped by the side. "Right, Mr. Smith, where should I look for you after I've made up my mind?"
Dunn gave a deep laugh.
"Go to the Hound Tavern on Besik Street. Look for their boss, Wright. Tell him that you want to hire a mercenary team for a mission."
"Ah?" Klein was confused.
"Our address is also confidential. Before you agree, we can't tell you directly. Alright, Mr. Klein Moretti, I wish you a sweet dream tonight." Dunn smiled as a form of greeting.
Klein took off his hat and bowed. He watched the carriage speed up and leave.
He took out his pocket watch and opened it. It was only a little past four in the morning. The street was breezy, and the street lights were dim.
Klein took a deep breath and took in the silence of the night.
The street that was the noisiest during the day was cold and quiet in the middle of the night. It was completely different from the silent stares and psychic hallucinations in Welch's residence.
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