I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

During the procession, the nobles sat in their respective compartments, enjoying music or snacks.

Phil Gray and others were sitting in the compartment behind George, so they could take action if anything happened to the person they were escorting.

But the journey was too peaceful.

They had already passed through three cities of the Church of Life and were about to leave the Parish of Life and enter the area of ​​the Church of Dark Night.

"It's been three or four days. The Cult of the Dawn must have tracked us down. We have to stay vigilant at all times." Phil Gray whispered.

"Well, a large number of the gods' favored followers of the Dawn Cult have come to the Life Parish in the past few days. They must be curious about why the position of the bearer of the Sun Mark keeps changing. Well, they may have to follow us." Eli said with a smile, and by the way, opened today's Life newspaper, which he had just received before getting on the bus.

The front-page headline was about the progress of the discussion between the Church of Dawn and the Church of Life on the missing body of the bishop.

It has been determined that the Church of the Dead was responsible, but the whereabouts of the body remains unknown.

Eli was about to say something to Phil Gray when he saw a headline on another page out of the corner of his eye.

"Pope Phil Gray of the Church of Destiny recently announced that he will be traveling."

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and confirmed the name again. It was exactly the same as the signature on his employment contract. He scanned the specific article again.

"This news was confirmed by the priest of the Life Church stationed in North City. The Pope of the Church of Destiny, Phil Gray, was captured by the apostates of the church and was found a few days ago. However, the Pope claimed that he felt the call of the God of Destiny and was determined to spread the holy words of the God of Destiny in the East and West Continents. He has left the Destiny Parish recently."

No wonder I felt this name was familiar before. The Church of Life and the Church of Destiny have a good relationship. Some things about the Church of Destiny are often mentioned in the newspapers. I must have read about it.

The name is the same, but the experience seems a little different?

He looked at his boss who was reading a book seriously, put the newspaper in front of Phil Gray, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Dear boss, I think you should give me an explanation?"

Phil Gray lowered his eyes from the book he had just opened, "Spiritual Anecdotes", and the opening chapter left him a little confused, but then he saw the newspaper in front of him.

Phil Gray's name was written on it, so conspicuous.

Traveling on your own?

Wendel's plan was indeed good. He no longer needed the power of the Church of Destiny to search for him, but he openly announced that the Pope was out for training. Wouldn't those forces hostile to him, such as the Bloody Disaster, the Plague Maker, etc., join the team looking for him to assassinate him?

Phil Gray's expression became serious, but seeing Eli's inquiring eyes, he could only say helplessly, "Eli, it's exactly what you think, but it's not convenient to say it here. I'll explain it to you when we get back."

Patrick and Ernest, who were standing next to them, also saw the headline in the newspaper and nodded, looking embarrassed.

Eli originally asked tentatively, but he didn't expect the boss to admit it directly. As for his two companions, since they had followed the boss for a long time, it was not surprising that they knew his true identity.

But he was still somewhat surprised, and of course, a little bit of anger that they had concealed. He stood up, bowed slightly, and moved his lips slightly but made no sound, "Greetings to His Majesty, the Honorable Pope of the Church of Destiny!"

Before Phil Gray could answer, he turned around, opened the window beside him, and stuck his head out to enjoy the scenery.

With a sigh, Phil Gray walked up to him.

The cold wind from outside blew into the warm carriage, making him shiver.

"My identity puts me in a lot of danger. Of course, it was inconvenient to tell you at first, but I didn't think of hiding it. After all, didn't you know my real name a long time ago?"

"That's true. I'm more surprised. I didn't expect my boss to have such a powerful identity." Eli stretched his hand out of the window, as if touching a distant mountain top.

"This identity only puts me in a dangerous situation. If I have a choice, I would rather not have this identity."

"It seems that the boss is also a man with a story, just like me." Eli took his hand out from the window, he unbuttoned his cuffs, revealing his forearm covered with scars, which looked a little red in the cold wind.

"Is this a burn mark?" Phil Gray looked at him puzzled.

"Yeah, my destiny was supposed to be death, but I chose life," Eli answered with a smile, but Phil Gray had no idea what he meant.

"Maybe I'll tell you about my experience later, but now is not the time." Eli turned his head and was about to close the window.

The big column suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

"Why did you stop?"

"Not yet."

"It's a wasteland outside. Did anything happen?"

There was noisy discussion in each box.

Then a loud voice shouted, "Dear passengers, due to unknown reasons, the train's operating energy has suddenly run out. I wonder if any passenger has blue crystals in reserve? We are willing to pay gold coins to buy them."

Blue crystal is a higher level of energy, very precious, and can even be regarded as a higher level equivalent than gold coins. The operation of the large train depends entirely on the consumption of blue crystals, so only nobles can afford the tickets.

"Usually, we would store enough blue crystals in advance to avoid such a situation where we have to stop halfway. How could it be suddenly used up?" Patrick was a little curious.

Other passengers also expressed their dissatisfaction. There was a commotion in the carriage, with sounds of people walking back and forth and discussing. Perhaps some passengers were going to contribute their blue crystals.

But even those passengers who carried blue crystals only brought a few, and there were not many in total, which was nothing more than a drop in the bucket for the operation of a large train.

After a while, the person maintaining order in the train continued to shout, "Passengers, please be patient. We have notified others to send Lan Jing."

"Will we have to wait a long time?" Some passengers were angry. "What's wrong with you? Don't you have more blue crystals in stock?"

"Yeah, we've taken so many long trains and have never encountered a situation like this. It's ridiculous. Doesn't the Eternal Church believe in the God of Space? There shouldn't be no space for energy." The passenger was a little too angry and even began to openly attack the Eternal Church.

"This is our mistake. We promise to refund half of your fees after we reach the next city. Please be patient."

Deng Deng Deng!

There was a knock up front on the partition of Phil Gray's box.

"What's wrong?" Patrick asked, standing up.

"Master George is missing!" It was the servant who said in panic.

"What? Wasn't he sitting inside just now? How did he disappear?" Patrick was puzzled.

"No, the train suddenly stopped just now, and the young master happened to have some blue crystals on him, so he asked me to deliver them to them. I went to the crew room, and he went to the bathroom next door.

Then, after I came out, I waited at the door for a long time, but the young master didn’t come out. I pushed open the bathroom door, but the young master was not inside! I also looked for him in other places, but couldn’t find him! "The servant was so anxious that he almost cried.

"It must have been too noisy just now, so we didn't hear anything in their cubicle," said Phil Gray.

"He's such a grown-up, why doesn't he call us when he goes out? He's really not afraid of death." Patrick sighed speechlessly.

"It's okay, there should be someone around him to protect him." Phil Gray remembered the shadow who helped George deal with the woman that day. He should not be an ordinary person.

But with only three carriages, where could he go?