I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

As if they could see Phil Gray's worry, Pope Dawn and Elder Grant looked at each other and said with a smile, "Pope Phil, don't worry. Your true identity is unknown to everyone except a few of us here."

"Yes, it's simply because your father helped me a lot before, and I was so impressed by his appearance that they had to tell me. You are very good, and you have the demeanor of your father back then." Elder Nancy said with a smile, with reminiscence in her eyes. Her golden hair was mixed with some white hair, and there were wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She was already old.

"That's good," Phil Gray breathed a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile, "If my identity were to be spread out, it would be bad for Destiny and Dawn."

"In fact, we can't figure out why the Day Prophet would choose the Pope of the Church of Destiny as his son. Phil, can you tell me why you suddenly believe in the Day Prophet? After all, as the Pope of the Church of Destiny, your devotion to fate should be unquestionable." The Pope of Dawn looked inquiringly.

Phil Gray didn't know whether Vincent had told Pope Dawn about the corpse of the cult elder, but he didn't dare to gamble, so he simply blamed everything on the dead George.

Thinking of this, he stood up and said with embarrassment: "First of all, I have to say sorry. At that time, George, the one who created the nightmare monster in the Dark Night Parish, forced an ordinary person like me to cut off the right hand of the deceased Dawn Elder for him, leaving the mark of death on my hand..."

He became more and more angry as he spoke. "Later, Saint Vincent caught up with me, and I learned that I had saved Saint Vincent by chance. He told me that the solution was to become a follower of the White Day Prophet. I knew in my heart that this was impossible, but Saint Vincent was still kind enough to give me the Record of the White Day's True Knowledge and the statue of the god. I don't know why I was chosen by the White Day Prophet."

Nancy interrupted, "The body of the elder? Is it Elder Ralph?"

"Well, Saint Vincent was in charge of investigating the abduction of Elder Ralph's body by the Death Cultists. As for the Dark Night Parish incident, I reported it to the Pope. George had the Undead Summoner Jesse and a Dream Follower under his command, and they tried to summon the offspring of the Dream Goddess." Elder Grant explained.

"That's not your fault, kid. You've worked hard. How come the Church of Destiny can't even protect its own Pope?" Nancy said distressedly and patted Phil Gray's arm with her dry hands.

"Thank you for your understanding." Phil Gray felt a little warm. Elder Nancy was very friendly to him. He didn't know what the original owner's father had done to help her.

"Did something happen inside the Church of Destiny?" Pope Dawn asked meaningfully.

"Ah."

Phil Gray told them that the Bishop and the Knight Commander had rebelled and that he had escaped.

As one of the six main god churches, Chenxi has never taken action against the Destiny God Church, so he is not worried that they will take advantage of the internal strife of Destiny to do something.

"So that's how it is," Nancy said in a gentle voice, as if she had suddenly realized something. "Perhaps you are destined to become the Son of the Dawn. All the ups and downs and wanderings are just for the moment when the sun shines on your hands. It's not that the God of Destiny doesn't want you to be his favorite, but that you have already been chosen by the Prophet of the Day."

Phil Gray raised a smile, he knew that Elder Nancy was comforting him, but they were all wrong, he was also a person favored by the God of Destiny, oh, and Death.

But he was still very grateful and said: "Thank you, I am honored to be the one chosen by the White Day Prophet."

Pope Dawn nodded and said admiringly, "At your age, you should be as carefree as Vincent, enjoying the good things in this world under the protection of the church and family, but you shouldered the heavy responsibility of the Church of Destiny with your young shoulders. You have done a good job in the past four years. Relax in Dawn from now on." He then moved the scepter in his hand closer to Phil Gray, "Similarly, I also hope that you can take over my burden in the future. I believe you are already familiar with the work of the Pope, right?"

Vincent doesn't look like a carefree guy, right? He just saw that Vincent looked very haggard. However, he didn't expect that the Pope of Dawn thought so highly of him and even stated that he wanted him to be the future Pope!

Isn’t there Vincent, the Holy Son who has lived in Dawn for more than ten years?

He felt that the Pope's ability to make empty promises was quite profound.

Phil Gray shook his head modestly. "Thank you for your trust. I will fulfill my duties as the Son of God, but I am still the Pope of Destiny. It seems that being the Pope of two religions at the same time has never happened in the history of the Weir Continent. Son of God Vincent may be more qualified than me."

Pope Dawn laughed out loud, "What the future holds is not something you and I can decide. It depends on the will of fate, isn't it?"

Phil Gray also laughed, "You're right."

From what Pope Dawn said, he felt that he could not return to the Church of Destiny. It was impossible for the Church of Destiny to allow another god's favored one to become its Pope. Even if all members of the Holy See supported him, the gods would not tolerate it. After all, this was even more incredible than an ordinary person becoming the Pope.

But Phil Gray is not someone who can be judged by common sense.

He was a little worried about what would happen after these people knew that he was one of the Three Gods' Favorees. He hoped that he could be exposed later, at least until he had enough strength.

After a while, Nancy said hesitantly, "When your father asked you to be the Pope, it actually caused some controversy."

"Yeah, I know." Phil Gray nodded. Many people believed that the original owner's father abused his power for personal gain and allowed his son to become Pope, but he didn't think it was that simple.

Nancy shook her head and continued, "Back then, the Fate Cult had two saints and one saint, all of whom were eliminated by your father. This caused a lot of criticism. One of the saints was your aunt's son, which led to your aunt leaving the Cult in anger and never coming back. But based on the days I spent with your father, he was not a person who killed innocent people indiscriminately. I still can't figure it out."

aunt?

Patrick had told him before that the original owner's father killed the Son of God in order to let his son take the throne, but he didn't mention that there was a relative of theirs involved.

Phil Gray could only nod silently. He was not the original owner and knew very little about what happened at that time.

"Okay, if you can't figure it out, just leave it to time. One day you will figure it out. At least Phil is now the Holy Son of my religion with full legitimacy." Pope Dawn smiled and broke the silent atmosphere.

"I believe in my father's character, and I will find a way to find out the truth." Phil Gray said firmly.

"Well, good boy." Nancy's eyes became more friendly and kind.

“By the way, I heard that your friend saved our city of Numas in Dawn?” The Pope looked at Eli who was sitting silently aside.

"Yes, this is my friend Eli," Phil Gray introduced.

Eli stood up and smiled, "Hello, His Holiness the Pope."

"Morris has already sent me a message about what happened. I'm very curious about how you saved the lives of the entire city. Only a degraded elder could do that. And you..." The Pope looked at Eli with a questioning look. "Chenxi is particularly sensitive to the breath of death. If I'm not mistaken, you should be the one favored by the god of death, right?"