The bishop's eyes were filled with a soft light similar to moonlight, and the gentle aura surrounding her slowly receded back into her body. The once brighter statue before her dimmed simultaneously with her.

The bishop gazed calmly into the statue's eyes. She said nothing, simply closed her eyes again quietly, and turned away.

She saw the three people sleeping on the bench. Artemisia was lying on her side, one arm used as a pillow by Lillian, the other held in Helen's arms. If Helen hadn't been dreaming and nibbling on Artemisia's arm, it would have looked like a harmonious scene.

The bishop chuckled softly. She walked slowly to the three of them, her lips trembling slightly.

She didn't make a sound, but Lillian's eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes. Lillian yawned, slowly sat up, and gently patted the mugwort.

Artemisia yawned, rolled over, and changed her sleeping position.

Helen also woke up, slowly letting go of the mugwort she was holding, and sat down to rouse herself.

The bishop looked at Ai Cao's sleeping face and sighed with a smile. She reached out and gently touched Ai Cao's forehead, and Ai Cao immediately jumped up from the bench, barely opening one sleepy eye.

Ai Cao glanced around and saw the people staring at her. She then relaxed and lazily sat back down on the bench.

Ai Cao yawned again: "All done?"

She glanced at the altar before the statue. The small cloth bag on the altar had shriveled up, and it seemed that its contents had completely disappeared. Apart from the small cloth bag, everything else seemed the same.

The bishop said calmly, "Yes." She smiled and said, "Let's discuss... what you said about the plan to assassinate the Pope."

Upon hearing the words "assassinate the Pope," Ai Cao felt her sleep-deprived head throb even more.

Ai Cao pinched her brow: "This plan... I just mentioned it offhand."

The bishop smiled and said, "I was just listening casually."

Ai Cao felt her head throb even more. She tentatively asked, "Does anyone else know about this?"

The bishop smiled and shook his head: "I don't want to return to the Lord's embrace yet."

Artemisia let out a slow breath. She met the bishop's gentle, steady eyes and said calmly, "That's good. Do you want to be pope?"

The bishop smiled and remained silent.

Artemisia continued, "Can you become a new god?"

“I never imagined I’d be discussing this with people in my own cathedral,” the bishop said, a slight smile playing on her lips. She calmly sat down beside them. “I can be a new God.”

"So what are your thoughts on the assassination plan?"

“I have no particular ideas,” the bishop smiled. “If you need a new pope, then I can be the new pope. If you need a new god, then I can be the new god.”

"And then?" the bishop smiled. "That alone is not enough to change this place."

She smiled at Lillian: "And you? Is this enough for you?"

Lillian bit her lip, her previously relaxed expression gradually turning calm.

She shook her head seriously and said, "Not enough."

“Whether it’s a new pope or a new god… the people at the bottom will remain the same,” Lillian said. “I’ve experienced it firsthand, and I’ve seen it with my own eyes.”

Lillian gripped the hem of her dress tightly. She raised her eyes and looked resolutely at the bishop: "I want to change all of this."

“I want... for millions of people like me to have a place to call their own,” Lillian said.

Ai Cao chuckled calmly and said, "What a grand ambition."

The bishop smiled as well. She gently patted Lillian's head and said, "It is a grand ambition, and also a human desire."

“I will help you fulfill your wishes.” The bishop winked playfully. “After all, I also want to have a chat with my Lord and let Him see more of the human world.”

Her face was as gentle as a deity's, but her words had nothing to do with God: "I have just spoken with my Lord—He doesn't care about these things, so I have become the Lord's agent."

"Of course, you can also call me God."

The bishop smiled and spoke. A soft, holy light emanated from her. The warm light blended with the moonlight in the church, and Ai Cao was momentarily mesmerized.

Helen asked, "Then let's kill the current pope, and you can immediately become the new pope?"

The bishop smiled: "I will help resolve some of the church's issues, but there are still some who need more drastic and... more thorough measures."

"Then let them change their minds, shall we?" Ai Cao nodded.

They smiled at each other.

They all knew how to change the minds of some stubborn and conservative people—or completely prevent them from hindering the bishop from becoming pope.

The bishop smiled and took a new map from her pocket. She unfolded it and calmly pointed to the largest building in the center, saying, “This is the Pope’s residence. He usually has many guards around him, but he goes here after each service…”

Her finger moved to a building on the edge of the map, and she said calmly, "His tryst with his lover."

"And when he meets with his lover in secret, he doesn't have guards with him." The bishop then unfolded another scroll, showing them the person in the painting. "This is what the current Pope looks like. Please don't harm anyone else."

Ai Cao glanced at the bishop and said okay.

The bishop smiled and glanced out the window. The slowly flowing moonlight was about to disappear from the church, and the rising sun was gradually taking over. The bishop's smile widened: "The day after tomorrow is Sunday."

Ai Cao stared at the painting and asked the system, "Can I make him pregnant too?"

The system exclaimed in alarm, "Huh?"

“Look,” Artemisia analyzed for it, “it’s male, or human; I know what it looks like, so I should be able to make it have a child.”

The system hesitated: "Why don't you give it a try..."

Artemisia then turned to Lillian, who was deep in thought as she looked at the painting, and asked, "Lillian, is there any soul around you willing to be born from him?"

Lillian glanced around: "...Some people know him, but they all want to kill him and don't want to be born from him...They despise him."

Ai Cao sighed, "Then let's just go and kill him."