I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"Well, I thought you would have some clues." Phil Gray was a little disappointed.

"Cousin, what should we do next?"

"Look for Eli. He must have a way to survive at sea. Our destination has always been this Malu Island. He should also be on this island."

Phil Gray looked at the busy pirates and asked, "After you finish dealing with the plantation, are you going to go to the sea?"

"No, cousin, I want to complete the task God gave me on this island, let more people who resent the injustice of fate feel the gift of fate, and let the light of God spread on this island, so Edith will stay with me on this island for a while." Patrick's eyes were firm. He had planned to complete the motto here and be promoted to the attention level.

"You've grown up." Phil Gray rubbed his fluffy hair, his hands feeling a little unfamiliar.

"Cousin, I plan to go to the East Continent to find you after I'm promoted to the Notable Level. You know, I don't want to be a burden to you."

"No, but you can stay and spend more time with Edith, otherwise I'm afraid she will be like the previous Miss Edith..." Phil Gray joked with a smile, which attracted Patrick's unhappy look.

"Okay, cousin, I'll go tell Colin and the others. They are very good at finding people. They know a lot of the natives here and are very familiar with the situation in the nearby waters. They will definitely find Eli!" Patrick said seriously.

"Well, go ahead and do your work. I'll just take a walk around here." Phil Gray nodded.

"Okay." Patrick put away the attachment in his eyes, his gaze became firm, and he walked towards the pirates with his head held high.

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Of course Phil Gray did not forget that he still had one thing to deal with. He walked out of the plantation and saw some barefoot slaves carrying bundles looking out the door. Their faces were filled with unconcealable joy, and of course confusion.

I hope they can have true freedom in the future.

Phil Gray had not walked far when he heard two voices calling out. He raised the corners of his lips and said, "How was your stay in the tree? Did you see any different scenery?"

"You damned fellow! Let us down now, or when they come, they will lock you up in the cellar of the plantation and torture you to death!"

The fat man shouted breathlessly. His huge body bent the branches.

"who are they?"

"Of course it's Jonas's slave owners!"

"That's unfortunate. There will be no Jonas Plantation in the future." Phil Gray smiled and shook his head, walking towards the girl, ignoring their frantic shouting.

He pushed aside the weeds, but the girl hadn't woken up yet.

She closed her eyes tightly, her thin and yellow cheeks looked somewhat malnourished, her tattered clothes did not fit her well, her feet were rubbed and scabbed, but they were still wet with blood.

She should be a slave from Jonas Plantation. Bring her to the manor and let the pirates give her some food and money.

Just as he thought of this, he saw the girl's body move.

Are you about to wake up?

"Little girl, wake up!"

She woke up and sat up suddenly. Her eyes were filled with fear and she kept backing away. "Who are you? I don't want to go back to the plantation!"

Phil Gray said gently: "Don't worry, the Jonas Plantation has been occupied by pirates. The pirates will provide some supplies to the slaves so that they can return to their original place. You are also a slave in the plantation, right? Come with me."

He stretched out his hand, trying to help the little girl up.

Who knew that the little girl was still backing away, curled up into a ball.

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad guy. I've already hung the two guys who caught you on the tree. Listen!"

The sound of a man shouting in the tree was faintly heard. The girl looked in that direction and saw the evil man hanging on the tree.

A flash of hatred flashed in her eyes for a moment, and then she finally trusted Phil Gray. She stood up and looked at him timidly.

"Let's go to the plantation and we'll find someone to take you home." Phil Gray said with a smile.

Who knew the little girl shook her head and said, "No, my home is in a village not far away. I want to go back."

"Oh?" The only village nearby was the one he came from. Could it be that this little girl was also sold here by that hateful village chief?

Phil Gray only hated himself for not torturing the village chief and letting him die easily.

"Okay, I'll take you home. By the way, do you know a little boy named Harvey? He asked me to find his sister." Phil Gray then remembered the little boy's request. However, if his sister was still alive, she should be among the group of slaves and has already embarked on the journey home. I hope Harvey will be happy to see his sister.

"Harvey? I, I am his sister! How is he? Did that devil hurt him?" The little girl suddenly became excited, she was full of worry and fear.

"What?" Phil Gray never thought that the little girl in front of him was Harvey's sister. After all, his brother-in-law looked to be in his thirties, and the little girl in front of him looked like a minor.

"He's fine. He's waiting for you to come home. Your village chief has passed away accidentally. No one will hurt you anymore. As for the demon you mentioned, he's your... um, husband?"

"Yes, he is a devil!" the little girl said angrily, and then looked straight at Phil Gray, "This devil killed my parents, occupied my house, and bullied me and my brother. Big brother, do you think he will die accidentally like the village chief one day?"

The clear eyes were filled with hatred, but also revealed pleading and sincerity.

Uh, she was seen through. She should have guessed that she killed the village chief. The girl is very smart.

Phil Gray nodded, "Of course, fate tells me that he won't survive this night."

The little girl suddenly knelt down, and she looked at the stranger in front of her devoutly, "Praise fate!"

Phil Gray helped her up, and took out some clothes from the space of the Deathly Holy Stone, tore them into several strips, and wrapped her bleeding feet. "Can I carry you back?"

"No, don't bother you!" The little girl shook her head. "I'm used to it. Maybe you can't even walk as fast as I do!"

She jumped up and smiled brightly, "Let's go!"

After sending the little girl back to the village, the villagers were extremely happy to learn that the plantation had been destroyed and the village chief had died. They all wanted to treat Phil Gray warmly.

But he refused. These villagers were already poor, so why add another burden of eating a meal to them?