I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

The night came so quietly.

Phil Gray nodded and said to the other partners, "Wait a moment."

Hei Ye meowed, jumped onto the table, tilted his head and waited, as if he understood what he said.

Frank retreated when the butler came in.

A moment later, Phil Gray, wearing a platinum suit, stood in front of everyone. His young face showed elegance and composure, and the golden sun badge on his chest made him look more divine.

Just now, a servant came over and helped his two companions change into formal wear. Ernest put on the costume of the Knight of Destiny for the first time in a long time, while Eli fiddled with the black cloak on his head uncomfortably.

But with his current identity as a Death-Bearer, it is no longer appropriate for him to wear the green robe of the Church of Life.

He tore off the gray-white skull hanging on his chest with disgust and threw it into space. He had no idea that the Dawn Cult had collected the clothing of the Church of the Dead in such a complete collection.

"It's time for us to set off." Phil Gray said with a smile, and glanced in the direction of Frank, indicating that Ghost could avoid the banquet venue and take a walk in Sun City.

After the three people and the cat followed the butler and left, Frank carefully pushed open the door. Although the sun-shaped round lamp was still on outside, the black night sky and the quiet moon obviously made him feel more at ease.

"This is the first time I've wandered around the City of the Sun after becoming a ghost. No, I should be the first undead who dares to wander around here." Frank muttered to himself. He followed the shadows on the ground, avoided the group of pretentious servants in the Son of God's mansion, and finally got outside.

The streets outside were brightly lit as if it were daytime, which made Frank, who was used to the darkness, quite uncomfortable. Fortunately, although it was so bright, the residents of the City of the Sun were still not used to going out at night, so there were very few pedestrians outside.

Slowly, he became more relaxed from his initial caution and enjoyed the scenery that could not be seen in the abyss.

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The golden banquet hall was extremely magnificent. Phil Gray sat next to His Holiness the Pope. On the other side of the Pope sat Saint Vincent and the extremely beautifully dressed Saint Melody.

After formally introducing the new Son of God to the elders and high-ranking Knights of the Cult of the Dawn, they began to chat.

Eli and Ernest, who were sitting farthest away, secretly glanced at everyone present, helping Phil Gray observe their identities and attitudes. The rest of the time they enjoyed the food. The food for this banquet was entirely provided by the God of Food Cult. Even when doing business, Eli did not put down his knife and fork.

"The Pope's decree has been drafted and will be issued tomorrow. The crackdown on the epidemic makers and disease cults must be swift and merciless. The Life Church will respond to us immediately. The other churches may wait and see for a while, but I will have them come to the Dawn headquarters as soon as possible to discuss the alliance.

The destructive power of the followers of these sects is too strong, and they will inevitably bring harm to ordinary people. If other churches protect them, it will become a huge obstacle for us. "

The Pope's brow was furrowed, and his hand was unconsciously stroking an object.

Phil Gray looked up and found that it was the strange statue that was fished out of the river that day. It seemed to have been handed over to the Pope.

"I shouldn't be discussing this at your welcome party, but throughout history, the crackdowns on these sects have caused huge casualties, and they will revive after a period of time. As long as there is faith, these churches will not be completely destroyed." The Pope noticed Phil Gray's gaze, his brows relaxed, and he explained gently.

"Well, I understand, but most churches should support our actions," said Phil Gray.

"That's not necessarily true. The Church of the Dead has always been at odds with us, and the churches of Plague Makers and Disease Cult believe in the followers of the God of Death. If the Church of the Dead takes the opportunity to go against us, it will be troublesome. Also, the Church of War will definitely want to get involved, and they are good at adding fuel to the fire." Elder Nancy replied, still looking at Phil Gray with a smile.

Indeed, this somewhat tricky situation made the atmosphere at the scene a little heavy, but then Pope Dawn spoke again, his eyes full of encouragement and majesty, "Well, now that we have made this decision, why are we still worrying about these things? They have killed the people of our two cities. If we are still timid and do not take action, how can we comfort those people's souls? How can we maintain the face of our church?"

"Yes, we must avenge them! So that more people will no longer be harmed by them!" Vincent stood up excitedly. Although he had not been to the two places in person, he seemed to feel the despair and miserable plight of the people of Dawn there while sitting and lying down in the past two days. The stubble on his chin and the dark circles under his eyes fully showed how haggard he was.

Melody looked at the young man who stood up beside her with loving eyes, but it was a pity that the young man was so focused on the church that he had no time to care about his children's personal affairs.

"Okay Vincent, we will let them understand the price of provoking Dawn." Pope Dawn was very pleased.

The topic quickly turned to other places. After all, the protagonist of tonight's banquet was the new Holy Son, and the forces of various Dawn families were subtly testing Phil Gray's strength.

But Phil Gray dealt with them all easily, and he didn't even find out the past of the new Son of God.

"We had originally planned to hold a coronation ceremony for the Son of God after you arrived at Dawn, but now we have to postpone it for now. We will hold it for you after we have resolved the issue of wiping out these churches." As the banquet was drawing to a close, Pope Dawn had someone hand Phil Gray a long wooden box. "Consider this as compensation."

"Thank you."

Phil Gray expressed his gratitude sincerely. Although there was a wooden box between them, he could feel the rich power of the morning light inside. This was definitely not an ordinary item!

Seeing the Pope's behavior, others also came over to present gifts to the new Son of God. Eli and Ernest became porters, putting the things into the space first, and then storing them in the Son of God's warehouse for Phil Gray to choose from.

Vincent also handed over a small box, then left with a heavy heart.

Finally, the big shots left, and Phil Gray and his two partners returned home with a full load.

Returning to the Son of God's residence, Phil Gray couldn't wait to open the long wooden box, because he not only felt the rich power of the morning light, but also had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"..."

Sure enough, there was a sword in the wooden box. The blade was painted with the flame pattern of the sun, and it continuously released the power of the morning light.

He was extremely familiar with this sword; it was the sword that would appear every time he put on the gloves.

This must be the weapon that the elder had when he was alive!

Is it fate or does Pope Dawn know something?

Phil Gray frowned slightly, but he was still very happy in his heart.

At this moment, Eli pulled the butler in from outside with a strange look on his face, "Boss, the butler said he received a note asking you to go to the tailor shop on Lingguang Street immediately, otherwise he will kill your ghost friend."