I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

Phil Gray's dense flying blades stopped, but Viscount Ward could no longer resist.

"Yes... I am also a member of the White Blade. Princess Sunny asked me to kill you..." Viscount Ward supported himself on the ground with his sword. His body was covered with wounds cut by flying blades, and his right hand could hardly hold the sword.

"Where's Eli? Did you look for him after he jumped into the sea?"

"Haha, how could an ordinary person survive on the sea so far away from the land?" Viscount Ward raised his head, his cut face constantly bleeding, looking hideous and terrifying.

As soon as he finished speaking, he staggered to his feet and rushed towards Phil Gray with his sword trembling.

As expected of a member of the White Blade, he was still very fast, but due to the scars all over his body, he could no longer compare to the man in white that day.

Phil Gray's eyes flashed, he picked up Eli's dagger and cut his throat.

Blood gushed out, and Viscount Ward fell to the ground, his eyes full of unwillingness.

After cutting off his right hand in a few strokes, he put it into the Deathly Hallows, which could be made into a glove later. As for those knights, they were still unconscious because of Edith's wave attack.

He planned to throw the pirates into the sea and let their fate determine whether they lived or died.

Turning back, Colin saw a group of stunned pirates. He stammered, "Cousin, I apologize for my previous behavior. Please don't bear a grudge against me!"

As he said this he bowed.

Although they were both of the same level, who could withstand the rain of flying blades? Moreover, this guy was so skilled in cutting his hands, it was too scary!

"Who is your cousin? This is my cousin! Stop yelling!" Patrick kicked Colin in the butt.

"Didn't the boss just call?"

"Can she be like you?"

Phil Gray smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not that stingy, but why did you capture this plantation?"

"This plantation is not a good thing. Not only do they grow fake tobacco and sell slaves everywhere, they also grow a plant that is highly addictive. It is much more terrible than tobacco and has harmed many people!" Patrick said dissatisfiedly, "I was ambushed by them that day and taken to the sea. Fortunately, Edith saved me."

Colin grabbed the neck of Peggy, the second young master of the plantation. "Yes, it was this guy at that time. They planned to make my second brother a slave here. Damn it..."

Peggy shook her head hurriedly. "No, no, no, I dare not. I was too stupid at the time. Please let me go. I have already helped you occupy the plantation!"

"Hmph, I'll spare your life for now. The matters on the plantation still need to be dealt with." Colin said fiercely.

"Cousin, I have been thinking about how to complete the mission from God, but now I seem to have found the direction." Patrick turned around and spread his hands. "There are more than a thousand slaves in this plantation. In addition to those who can work here, there are some who are locked in cellars in other areas. If they are sick, they will be abandoned. If they escape, they will be hung on trees and tortured to death. They all resent their fate. Why can some people enjoy a life of luxury, while others can't even have a pair of shoes that fit them? I want to change their fate..."

He turned back and looked at Edith. "Fortunately, there are people who share the same aspirations as me and are already taking action. She is the brightest pearl on the ocean and the only touch of red on the deep blue sea."

Edith looked back at him and smiled.

Phil Gray suddenly felt like he was watching a child grow up. His cousin seemed to have matured a lot, but he had always been rational and was just more lively in front of him.

"What are you going to do with this plantation?" asked Phil Gray.

If Malu Island belonged to a country or church, these pirates would certainly anger the other party if they occupied the plantation. However, Malu Island is a chaotic place with no country and various churches competing to preach. There would be no problem even if they claimed the plantation as their own property.

"Let's settle accounts with them for their crimes. If they have done nothing wrong, you can give them some money or land and let them go. If they have ever sold slaves or sold fake tobacco and that kind of plant, let them become slaves and experience everything that the people they persecuted have experienced. This is the arrangement of fate." Patrick smiled.

……

The pirates were busy, Edith was discussing something with Colin, and Frank's figure appeared and scared Patrick.

He exclaimed: "What the hell is this?"

Phil Gray introduced, "You also know that I am the favored one of the God of Death. This person is someone I met in the Abyss of the Dead. Now I have summoned him to come to the human world. You can call him Mr. Frank. He is a ghost."

Patrick nodded. He understood that his cousin had told this gentleman that he was favored by the God of Death, so he could not reveal the identities of his cousin's other two favored gods.

"Mr. Ghost... Oh, Mr. Frank, hello!" He greeted warmly and looked him up and down curiously.

"Don't look at me like I'm a monkey, but you and this guy really look alike." Frank said with a sigh, thinking back to Phil Gray's face under the mask. The two looked like they were related by blood.

“Hahaha, it’s a pity that my cousin wants to hide his identity…” Patrick covered his mouth, “Okay, let me tell you about my experience.”

"That night, I was waiting for the little boy to deliver the letter and pay him for his hard work. Who told him not to accept unearned money? I waited for a while, the wind was too strong and the weather was cold. I saw the yard over there and wanted to go in to avoid the wind. But I didn't know that the damn tobacco dealers had set a trap at the door. I accidentally fell into their iron cage and was knocked unconscious by them. I was unconscious for several days, and when I woke up, I was at sea..."

"You are so unlucky!" Phil Gray couldn't help but complain. He encountered such a thing just when he went out to deliver a letter.

"But maybe this is the arrangement of the God of Destiny? Page and his tobacco dealers took me to the island, wanting me to become one of those slaves, but I am a person favored by God, and I was attacked only because I was caught off guard. I was about to duel with them, but who would have thought that several large pirate ships surrounded our small boat." Patrick continued to recall.

"Is Edith here? But why is she called Edith? Is it a coincidence? Or is there another reason? And I remember that the one you like is Miss Edith from Cao City?" Phil Gray finally couldn't help asking the question in his heart.