I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"The new city lord?"

"Yes, the appointment of the city lord is always nominated by His Majesty the Emperor and then submitted to the church for review. I heard that the city lord this time is from within the church, so he was approved directly. Tonight, the new city lord held a dinner, so everyone in the church went." The woman's dance partner, a young handsome guy in a black jacket, rushed forward and said, his eyes full of admiration, because he had witnessed the extraordinary abilities of the people in front of him.

"Okay, thank you, let's go to the City Lord's Mansion." Phil Gray said.

"Over there, go straight along this road, and turn left when you reach the square. The largest castle-like building is the City Lord's Mansion." The man said enthusiastically.

"Put me down! Damn it!"

The man on the tree was still cursing, but no one paid attention to him. The spring evening breeze was still a little chilly, and the person hanging on the tree couldn't help but shiver all over.

Eli smiled and gestured to the man to shut up, and then the group walked away.

After walking a short distance, we saw a stone castle. It looked a bit old, and the stone walls were engraved with various sun symbols, which emitted a faint light in the dark night.

There were two guards standing outside the castle, wearing golden armor and holding sharp spears in their hands.

"Wait, that Elder Grant didn't give you any token of the Son of God. If we just go in and tell them that you are the Son of God, they won't disbelieve it, right?" Eli asked, holding his chin.

Phil Gray hesitated for a moment. "Perhaps they have already informed the insiders? I don't know either. Let's go in and take a look. If it doesn't work, I'll show them this mark. They should believe it, right?"

"Yeah, that's right, I almost forgot about your divine mark." Eli nodded in agreement, his right hand unconsciously touching his left arm.

"Do you have an invitation?" the guard asked coldly.

Invitation card?

Phil Gray certainly didn't have it, but when he saw Eli smiling, he replied, "Of course I do. Is this it?"

In Eli's hand was a gold-embossed red invitation with a picture of the walls of Numas and a midday sun.

"Yes, come in!"

The guards opened the castle door.

Eli winked at Phil Gray.

Phil Gray laughed too, it must have been the guy who had just been hung from the tree.

Thank him so much!

After entering the castle, there was a large reception room on the ground floor. There were several rows of tables filled with sumptuous food and fine wine, and several blonde girls were performing a dance.

The dance has a peculiar rhythm. They wear golden bells on their bodies, and every shake makes a crisp sound, as if praising the sun's brilliance.

"This is a church dance called the Sun Dance. It's for praying and giving thanks to the sun." Phil Gray explained in a low voice. All the time he had been reading books was not in vain. It was now his turn to educate his friends. He just hoped that there would be no mistakes in the education.

"Well, I can feel the hot and bright energy contained in this dance." Eli is a believer in the God of Life and is not averse to this kind of energy. After all, sunlight is indispensable in the growth process of life.

Their arrival did not attract the attention of the guests in the room. They sat down in a corner and began to enjoy their dinner.

Of course, we cannot forget the night. Phil Gray took the black cat out of his arms. In order to move more conveniently, he wore a loose coat with a large pocket inside, which was just right for the cat.

"Let me see, do you want to eat this fried fish?" He picked up a piece with a fork and handed it to Heiye's mouth.

Heiye shook his head, looking like he didn't want to eat.

"It seems that the quality of the fish in this city lord's mansion is not very good." Eli said with a smile.

They sat in the corner and didn't attract much attention. The black cat was too black and hid at the foot of the table, like someone's shadow.

Under Phil Gray's gaze, a priest in a golden robe slowly walked out of his seat. He was holding a golden cane, and his hair and beard were white. He looked quite old.

He looked around, cleared his throat and said:

"Welcome Pastor Steven Marlowe to become the new mayor of our Numas City. Pastor Steven has performed outstandingly in the church in the past and has eliminated many undead. Half a year ago, he was seriously injured in a fight with the believers of the Church of the Dead and has not recovered yet. He came to our Numas City to recuperate and serve as our new mayor to lead our city to become a fertile land blessed by the Holy Light."

Applause broke out instantly, and Phil Gray also clapped symbolically.

Steven Cheng stood up. He was a man in his forties or fifties. His hair had turned gray and his face had deep wrinkles, but his eyes were still firm and bright. His voice was loud and could be heard throughout the entire reception room.

"Thank you all for your congratulations. I am Steven Marlowe. I am honored to be the new mayor of Numas City. I will do my best to bring peace and prosperity to this city, fight for the glory of the church, and be grateful for the grace of the Prophet of the Day." He raised the glass in his hand and said, "Let us toast to the dawn together!"

"Cheers to the morning glow!" Everyone raised their glasses, and the clinking sounds made a crisp sound.

Phil Gray also raised his glass. He took a sip and found it tasted quite good.

"After the banquet is over, let's go straight to the city lord and the priest who just spoke. He must be the bishop of this city." Phil Gray said.

"Okay." Eli and Ernest nodded.

The dinner was a joyful occasion. The nobles present were all exchanging pleasantries. Some members of the church had smiles on their faces, but there were also a few who were rather arrogant and seemed disdainful of talking to others.

About an hour later, Phil Gray and his two companions were full, and the show now turned into a circus invited by the city lord.

A black bear was performing the trick of going through a fire ring in the middle. The fire ring was not fixed, but a god-favored being was constantly releasing the fire ring with his skills.

Sure enough, in the upper circles, the existence of those favored by God is no secret; they just hide it from ordinary civilians.

Phil Gray pondered.

Just as the black bear was about to pass through a new fire circle, a chaotic sound of footsteps was heard, accompanied by angry curses, "Get out, you damn guy!"

The god-favored one who released the fire circle stopped, and many guests looked towards the intruder.

Phil Gray and others looked up and saw that it was the unlucky guy they had hung on the tree.

This man was already wearing a tuxedo, probably just changed into new clothes, and behind him was the guard who had just been guarding the door, and it looked like he had been chasing this guy in.

"Shut up! What kind of occasion is this? How can you be so uneducated!" the man who spoke first, suspected to be the bishop, scolded.

"Uncle Morris, someone stripped me naked and hung me on a tree, and stole my invitation, pretending to be me to attend this dinner!" The visitor said indignantly, his eyes fiercely scanning the people present, and finally stopped his gaze on a corner where no one was paying attention, "It's him!"

I was caught. I didn't expect that I would appear in front of the people here in this way.

Phil Gray stood up calmly, smiling without fear: "Why don't you tell me what you did on the street?"