I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"Brother, the meal is ready!" Simona took them to the restaurant, and after a simple meal, they went their separate ways.

"This is a hand-drawn map. I marked the location of Princess Sunny. It's an old manor. The royal family built it a long time ago, but no one has lived here ever. It's a bit desolate." Ernest handed over a map and marked the route and destination in red.

"Okay, after we deal with the princess, we will leave tomorrow morning. You and your family should say goodbye to each other tonight," said Phil Gray.

"Yes." Ernest's eyes were firm. Family ties were what he cherished, but as a knight, faith was his life.

He will always follow in the footsteps of His Holiness the Pope.

……

As night fell and the moonlight dimmed, they rode their horses out of the city.

The ghost Frank floated forward, looking around, jumping onto the city wall and then hiding in the grass.

Fortunately, there were not many people around at night, otherwise I would have been scared by him.

"The city gate is closed." Phil Gray stopped his horse and said to Eli.

"Let's climb over." Eli stretched out his hand. A vine meandered up the city gate. He climbed up along the vine, and Phil Gray followed closely behind him.

Frank walked right through.

Following the directions on the map, they finally arrived at the gate of their destination manor.

"This is it." The two squatted in the grass and looked at the quiet manor.

There were lights on inside, but no one was around.

"Okay, don't be alert. Just wait for my good news." Frank said as he was about to go in.

"Wait, do you know what Princess Sunny looks like?" Phil Gray asked, and then took out a portrait from the space stone, a simple sketch that he had drawn on Colin's ship.

The pen was found in the burned-down church of the Dawn Religion.

"Have you been prepared for this?" Frank took the portrait, made an OK gesture, and disappeared into the manor.

Phil Gray smiled but said nothing, waiting quietly outside with Eli.

……

"Princess, go to bed early." The maid in black and white dress said carefully. She had made the bed for Princess Suni and lit her favorite incense. At this time, the princess was sitting in front of the mirror with a dazed look in her eyes.

"Will George come to my dream? I miss him so much. I shouldn't have let him marry into the Church of Life. If he hadn't left me, nothing would have happened." She looked crazy and overturned the mirror in front of her.

"Go to hell! Die with my son! And that old man, why? My George is a hundred times better than him! That position should belong to my George!"

"Princess, Princess!" the maid shouted worriedly. Ever since George's death, the princess's mental state has been unstable. Especially today, when she was exiled out of the city, she seemed to have gone crazy!

"Get out! Get out of here!" Sunny shouted madly.

The maid bowed hastily and left, closing the door behind her.

She waited outside the door for a while. The princess inside seemed to be quiet and the lights were off. She must have calmed down and gone to bed to rest. Only then did she leave with peace of mind.

"There's only one Attention-level and one Blessing-level. With this level of defensive strength, that kid still wants me to take action?" Frank floated into the manor and simply used his divine power to investigate.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. If he didn't really want to come to the human world, he wouldn't want to be a killer for others at this age. However, he didn't seem to be dissatisfied with Phil Gray. He even felt that he treated him as a partner and was willing to listen to his orders. He must have been affected by the summoning contract.

He floated past the guards of the gods' favored ones without being discovered. Except for the favored ones of the God of Death and the Favored ones of the Day Prophet, the other favored ones of the gods were not sensitive to the undead.

"That's her!" Frank looked at the princess after she finished her madness and the maid left, then he picked up Princess Sunny's head.

That’s right, just lift it up, and the head and the person will be separated directly. It’s so easy!

Blood gushed out, spilling all over the brocade embroidered with gold threads and the soft carpet, but not a single drop of it splashed on the murderer, because he was just a ghost.

"After sending someone away, I must collect something as my trophy." Frank said to himself. After looking around, he set his sights on a white feather pen on the dressing table.

The white feather was pure and flawless, but the tip of the pen was black, as if it was full of ink. Although it looked very simple, the owner of the resting house, who had many collections, instantly felt that this pen was not simple. He raised his hand slightly, and the feather pen disappeared.

He smiled and left the manor in stealth.

"Okay, everything is done." Frank's figure emerged, making Phil Gray and Eli who were waiting nearby breathe a sigh of relief.

"They probably won't find out until tomorrow," Frank added.

"Okay, we should go back and rest. We have to set off tomorrow." Phil Gray said, and he restored the grass that had been crushed by them to its original state. The two men and the ghost ran towards the city.

"If we can't be too far away from you after the contract, I would be here as a ghost. Back then, as a member of the Light of Wisdom, assassinating people from the Church of War would be a piece of cake for me." Frank recalled the things that happened when he was still in the human world.

"Ah? In my impression, the followers of the God of Knowledge are all scholar-type characters, proficient in all kinds of knowledge, and studying ancient texts. But most of them are old men, and their combat power is very low, right?" Phil Gray asked curiously.

"Humph, that's because you don't understand. Knowledge is power. We are not rigid nerds. The knowledge in books can sometimes be transformed into deadly attacks. We have learned that a follower can fight ten followers of the same level without losing." Frank looked at you all without any knowledge.

"So amazing?" This was the first time Eli had heard of it.

"of course."

While chatting, they returned to Ernest's manor. Simona had already arranged rooms for them. At this time, the three of them had not returned yet and should still be at the Mermaid Opera House.

Phil Gray lay on the soft quilt and fell into a deep sleep, while the ghost wandered nearby, observing the layout of the manor and sneaking into the servants' dreams. Everything was so quiet.