I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"You damn liar, that's a ring passed down from my grandfather." The old gentleman tapped his cane angrily.

When he saw that the other people who were deceived were girls, he coughed again and his old face turned red.

"Is he an impostor? I thought he was really the Pope of Destiny." One of the ladies sobbed while holding a handkerchief. She gave the amethyst left by her father to the liar, hoping that he could help her escape the fate of being sent to an alliance by her family. However, she did not expect that not only did she fail to escape such a fate, but she also lost her only hope.

"Is he a liar? That guy yesterday was a liar?" Noisy voices were heard, and many people came to the door to inquire, accompanied by a few insults. However, no one knew the liar's real name, and they kept saying the words Pope of Fate and Phil.

Phil Gray feels his reputation has been damaged!

Bernie frowned, and he spoke to comfort everyone, "Okay, everyone register your losses first, I will report it to our church, and then notify the Church of Destiny, maybe we can find a way to find the liar again."

"Hmph, he jumped into the sea, I curse him to be eaten by sharks!" Caroline said dissatisfiedly.

Phil Gray was about to say something when he caught a glimpse of a white figure flashing by the door. He hurriedly pushed through the crowd and chased after the figure, but it disappeared again. He felt uneasy. Could it be that the man in white mentioned by the liar that day was the one who appeared again and again? What on earth did he want to do?

"What's wrong?" Eli also came over. Seeing that Phil Gray looked a little strange, he asked curiously.

"I saw a white shadow." Phil Gray said in a deep voice.

"Did you see it again? Do you mean that what the liar reminded you that day was true? He told you to be careful of people in white clothes."

"Well, I can't see my own fate, but I do see that Miss Caroline's fate is not good." Phil Gray looked into the distance, with a flash of determination in his eyes, "Perhaps we should take the initiative."

If they waited for this person who had been secretly observing them to make a move, it would be too passive. He didn't know what this person's purpose was, but he didn't want to sit and wait for death.

Back in the captain's room, Bernie had already appeased the cheated passengers and announced that dinner for all passengers tonight would be free. This was his usual tactic, using this favor to ease the atmosphere so that everyone would not have a bad impression of the Commercial Church's passenger ship.

After the others left, Bernie complained to them with a bitter face, "Ah! This trip was such a loss. So many things happened along the way. Not only did we not make much money, we even lost a lot."

Eli did not comment, but Phil Gray was speechless. Why didn't this guy mention at all that he earned the money from Caroline?

However, now he wanted to ask about the man in white, "By the way, do you know the identity of the gentleman wrapped in white cloth?"

This person is very suspicious. After all, the other passengers look like normal people, only he is hiding his head and showing his tail.

Bernie thought for a moment and took the passenger list of Gold Coin No. 3 from the table. "Although logically I cannot let outsiders like you see it, but..."

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense and just show them. After all, it was these people who helped us leave that damn ship." The captain, who was concentrating on driving the boat, suddenly spoke up.

Phil Gray smiled. It seemed that this captain was a nice guy.

"Wait, let me check." Bernie flipped through the list. The unique feature of the passenger list of Gold Coin No. 3 is that there is a simple portrait under each passenger. Although it is not as clear as a photo, it is very recognizable.

Phil Gray even saw portraits of himself and Eli on it, but he clearly had no recollection of anyone having their portraits painted.

He also asked out loud, and then heard Bernie's reply, "One of our crew members is a favored one by the God of Art. His only ability is that he can draw very quickly. We recruited him to make this passenger list. When you took your tickets to board the ship, it was him who collected the tickets and registered your names."

So that's how it is. Phil Gray didn't often hear of this god. His believers were mainly people who loved art, and most of their skills were related to this.

He knew nothing about art and had no interest in it.

While thinking, he helped Bernie scan the contents of the list. After flipping through a few pages, they finally saw the portrait of the man in white.

"His name is Terrence, an ordinary man from the Kingdom of Pune, nothing else." Bernie read.

Although Phil Gray felt that it was impossible for him to write down the real information, he was still a little disappointed.

Bernie continued to flip through the pages, and he also found the person who pretended to be the Pope of Destiny. "I don't know if the information this guy wrote is true. Victor Gray, and he has the same last name as the Pope of Destiny? Tsk tsk, to be honest, in all these years, this is the first time I have seen such a bold person. He dares to pretend to be the Pope of a big church. Isn't he afraid of being hunted down by the people of the Destiny Church? But I didn't expect that some passengers would believe him."

"The main thing is that he is indeed a notable favored one of the God of Destiny. Most of the favored ones of God have a sense of awe towards God. How could he pretend to be the Pope of our religion?" Eli also sighed.

Phil Gray's eyes flashed. Yes, could this person pretending to be him be an apostate?

Perhaps we can investigate from this angle later.

"Okay, the information on the passenger list is limited, and I don't know anything about the passenger in white. If you have any questions, why don't you go and ask directly?" Bernie closed the list and put it back where it was.

Phil Gray nodded and looked at Eli. "It might be a good idea for us to go directly to him."

"Ah?" Eli was a little surprised. Just go like that?

"Turn left, the third room is the person you are looking for." Bernie knew the accommodations of the guests on the ship very well. For a businessman, nothing is more important than having sufficient information. Sometimes information means money.

"Okay, although I don't know what's going on with you, I still wish you good luck. I'm going to contact the church to report the matter of the liar. Alas, the church probably doesn't want to receive any more news from Gold Coin No. 3." Bernie continued.

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Phil Gray and Eli stopped at the man's door, looked at each other, and knocked.

No one answered, but the door was unlocked.

"Hello, we have something we want to ask you." Phil Gray said in a gentle tone.

There was still no sound from inside, so Eli reached out and pushed the door open.

The moment the door opened, a cold light flashed. Fortunately, Phil Gray was quick to pull Eli away, otherwise he would have been stabbed by the sharp sword.