I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

It was already noon when Phil Gray opened his eyes. He stretched and was about to push the door open to go out, but he heard the old woman outside seemed to be talking to someone.

I could vaguely hear the words "Vatican" and "Pope" in their conversation.

Phil Gray was shocked.

Before he could listen carefully, the other person left.

Phil Gray frowned and had no choice but to walk out of the inner room.

The old woman looked at him and asked with a smile, "Get up, Barry went to work in the morning, he will be back with food in a while."

Phil Gray smiled, sat on the tattered stool, and asked casually, "Thank you. By the way, I just heard you discussing the Vatican. What's going on?"

"I have difficulty walking, and it was the aunt next door who told me about it. She said that early this morning, the Vatican posted a notice in the square saying that the Pope was attacked by his knights, and his knights seemed to be undercover agents sent by the Church of the Dead. The Pope is now missing."

"What? The Pope is missing?" Phil Gray asked "surprised".

"She said that the streets are full of people looking for the Pope. Some are from the Vatican, some are from the City Lord's Palace, and it's a mess." The old woman put down the clothes she was mending.

"Why come to Chao City to look for him? Isn't the Pope in North City?" Phil Gray wondered.

"Maybe other cities are looking for it, we don't know."

Phil Gray frowned. The two traitors actually put the blame on Wilde and even used the power of the Holy See to pretend to look for him.

If they find me, there will be no good ending.

But his features were too obvious. Since he came to this world, he had never seen anyone with the same long gray hair as him.

He pursed his lips and fell into deep thought. He didn't know what to do.

But the old woman's voice came to my ears.

"By the way, can you see if there's any of my leftover hair dye in the cabinet over there? Last time, Barry insisted that I dye my gray hair because he was worried that I was getting old. How come you have gray hair at such a young age? Blonde hair looks younger."

I am gray, not white. Just as Phil Gray was about to retort, his heart skipped a beat and he looked at the old woman.

She still smiled kindly, but her eyes were very wise.

Sighing, Phil Gray said helplessly, "Do you know my identity?"

She nodded with a nostalgic look on her face, “When I was young, I was also a faithful believer in the God of Destiny. About five days before the God’s Descent Celebration, Barry’s father and I would ride on our family’s pony to North City.

I have participated in many celebrations and met many nobles at the celebrations. I know that the characteristic of the Grey family is gray hair. "

"That's right, I'm too easy to recognize." Phil Gray said helplessly.

Then he said, "But you must not reveal my whereabouts. They are looking for me not to save me, but to kill me."

"I know."

"You knew?" Phil Gray asked in surprise.

"Yes, if you think they can be trusted, you should have run to find them when you heard that they were looking for you just now. But you are still hiding yourself. Thinking about what you said yesterday that your property was embezzled, I guess you mean that someone has taken control of the Vatican and wants to kill you, forcing you to hide." The old woman explained slowly.

There are really wise people among the people, Phil Gray exclaimed, "You are so smart!"

"So you've decided to help me?"

Phil Gray pulled the bottle of blond hair dye from the cupboard.

"Yes, helping you hide it may indeed be risky, but I'm old and Barry has the IQ of a seven or eight-year-old child. I'm afraid that after I die, he won't be able to live on his own in the future." The old woman sighed.

She looked at Phil Gray expectantly, "I only hope that when you return to the position of Pope, you can take good care of my son so that he can live a carefree life."

"Thank you! I promise that if I can survive and get rid of those traitors, I will give you and Barry a lot of money and send people to take care of you." Phil Gray said firmly.

"Okay, okay, wait for Barry to come back and ask him to dye your hair. Luckily I didn't dye much last time, so there is a big bottle left, which should be enough for you." The old woman said with a smile.

"Uh-huh."

"Don't worry too much. Cao City is too far from North City. Few people here go to the God's Descent Celebration, and no one can remember what the current Pope looks like."

"That's good."

After a while, Barry came back with a paper bag containing some cakes.

The old woman handed one to Phil Gray first. "Barry has a low IQ and can only do manual labor. He cultivates some farmland outside the city for the city lord. The captain of the farming team knows our family's situation and asks him to bring back more lunch on weekdays."

"Oh, I see." Phil Gray took the pancake. His last meal was yesterday at noon, and he was so hungry that his stomach was sticking to his back.

"Barry, help Kane dye his hair later."

"Ah? Why?" Barry asked puzzledly.

"Because I owe others a lot of money, I'm afraid of being recognized by them, so I'm hiding it. Don't tell anyone else." Phil Gray was a little worried and advised.

"Oh, okay, I'll help you dye it, but you must pay them back as soon as you have the money."

"Good good."

After cutting his hair short and dyeing it blonde, he burned his clothes and buried his crown, and Phil Gray breathed a sigh of relief.

Touching the golden dye on his hands, he realized that he and Kane really looked a bit like each other.

He looked at the blue sky.

Suddenly it occurred to me that maybe I could just leave?

Just leave the diocese of the Church of Destiny and don’t become the Pope.

Because Wilder, the only one who might know that he was not the original owner, should have died.

If he goes to a place where no one knows Phil Gray, he won't have to play the original owner and can live his life as he pleases.

Becoming Pope was not his choice.

Phil Gray stood there in a daze.

His eyes unconsciously looked at the blue gem bracelet on his hand. If he just left, wouldn't Wilder's death be in vain? Thinking of the tragic scene when he saw him off, shouldn't he avenge him?

He clenched his fists. He also knew that he might not be safe if he escaped alone. If there were people in other churches who knew the original owner or who colluded with the two traitors to search for him, he would be in danger all the time.

But there is always a risk of being discovered hiding here, so he should find a way to contact the Gray family.

The Grey family is in North City, and he is in Kao City. How can they contact each other?

The church members and the Knights Templar here are also untrustworthy. I don't know whether they have sided with the two traitors.

He thought about it and walked into the house. He looked at the old woman who was sewing clothes on the bed and talking to Barry, and told her about his troubles.

"Kao City is on the border of the diocese of the Church of Destiny. People from the Gray family rarely come here, so it would be difficult to contact them without being discovered by the Holy See." The old woman shook her head.

Phil Gray looked disappointed.

"Gray? Are you looking for Master Gray? We can go find him when Sister Edith gets married in a few days!" Barry suddenly clapped his hands and shouted.

"what?"

"what?"

Phil Gray and the old woman looked at Barry.