I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

The scales flew towards Phil Gray. He stretched out his hand and caught the scales of fate that had turned into the size of a palm.

It changed from a phantom into reality, and the river of destiny engraved on it seemed to flow, and people could hear the faint sound of water. When their eyes fell on it, a mysterious feeling arose spontaneously, that was the feeling of a mortal's soul trembling when he accidentally glimpsed a corner of fate.

"Yes, Master, I can play with you!"

The steady scale that symbolizes fairness began to shake, sometimes higher on the left, sometimes higher on the right. An excited and childish voice was heard, causing Hei Ye, who was dozing off in boredom, to raise his eyelids.

"Congratulations on your recovery, but I am now in the City of Light and have become the Holy Son of the Dawn Cult. I cannot let you come out casually, otherwise they will doubt my identity."

Phil Gray touched the scales and whispered.

After all, how could the Son of Dawn carry the holy relic of destiny?

"Oh, master, I understand. Has the Daytime Prophet also noticed you? It turns out that when I was asleep, you had become His favored one." Tianping said gloomily.

There was a hint of surprise in Phil Gray's eyes. This balance didn't seem surprised that he was favored by many gods. Did it know something?

Thinking of this, he stared at the scales closely, "Xiaotian, do you know why I became the Favored One of the God of Destiny and then the Favored One of the Day Prophet? As far as I know, no one can be the Favored One of two gods at the same time."

The left pan of the scale, which was originally tilted up, suddenly dropped down, and the whole body fell silent, as if trying to reduce its presence.

Then he said softly: "Ah? I... have been trapped in the eternal space since I left the gods. I don't understand these!"

"Ok."

What is it hiding?

Phil Gray was silent for a moment, and seeing that it was resisting an answer, he stopped asking questions. He would know the answer later.

After washing up, he looked at the dazzling sunlight, and the fatigue of the past few days in his body had been swept away. But now, it seems that it is late, right? I didn't expect to sleep until noon. It seems that the Pope of Dawn is going to announce a purge order today. I don't know what's going on?

Seeing that he no longer paid attention to him, Tianping secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Then he excitedly flew towards his master who was about to open the door and took up residence in his master's soul.

"Master, is it okay for me to talk to you like this? I really enjoy chatting with you."

Xiaotian's voice appeared in his mind. Phil Gray smiled and said, "Okay, but don't be too noisy."

He just said it casually. After all, a holy spirit shouldn't be so talkative.

But he was wrong. Before he found Eli and Ernest sparring in the yard, the scale kept chirping in his mind without stopping for a moment, either commenting on the servants passing by or getting startled at the flowers and plants in the yard.

This was even though he had instructed in advance.

After finally seeing his two companions, he whispered, "Be quiet for a while from now on. I have important things to do. Don't let me be distracted. I'll have fun with you later."

"Oh."

The balance responded, and Phil Gray breathed a sigh of relief, feeling his mind finally clear.

"Awake? Boss, my fighting power has skyrocketed!" Eli controlled a row of skeletons and fought with Ernest who was holding a long sword beside him. The two were evenly matched and Eli even had a slight advantage.

But his control over the undead was obviously very unfamiliar.

Phil Gray said with a smile: "You are now one level higher than Ernest. You are tied with Ernest at the Divine Revelation level?"

Eli raised an eyebrow and retorted, "I'm not unskilled! My hands are supposed to manipulate flowers, but now they've turned into these undead spirits. Tsk."

"It's okay, take your time. I also realized my lack of combat experience before. I want to learn combat skills from Ernest during this time in Dawn. Otherwise, it will be difficult to bring out my divine power and skills. Also, maybe we can go to the church academy in Dawn that you mentioned." Phil Gray said, looking at the servants who were diligently sweeping the courtyard, and then turned his gaze back to his companions with a smile in his eyes, "We can finally live a stable life."

Eli smiled and said, "That's not necessarily true. Have you forgotten that the war on the Weir Continent is about to start, and Dawn is an important party in it? This morning, the butler said that Pope Dawn asked you to go to the cathedral after you woke up. It's probably about clearing out the plague maker."

"Oh? Then it shouldn't be too late for me to go now, right?"

Phil Gray glanced at the sun in the middle of the sky and muttered, "Maybe I can have lunch with the Pope."

Eli and Ernest, who had put away his sword, followed with a smile.

……

When you step into the Sky Church, the atmosphere doesn't seem like one where you can get a free meal.

Pope Chenxi had a solemn look on his face, his eyes scanning the messy paper documents on the round table.

The elders sitting next to him were noisy and no one knew what they were discussing.

When they saw the arrival of the new Holy Son, they were silent for a moment, and then greeted him with a smile.

"I have met His Majesty the Pope!"

After the ceremony, Phil Gray sat down in a chair nearby.

Pope Chenxi first asked him whether he was satisfied with the Saint's residence and Chenxi's daily life. After receiving a positive answer, he said in a deep voice:

"After the extermination order was issued, as expected, the Life Church, the God of Food Church, and the Destiny Church were the first to respond to us. They will send representatives to discuss specific matters soon. However, not only did the War and Death Churches not respond, some other churches, such as Eternity and Dark Night, did not respond either. I wonder if there are any variables."

Phil Gray was slightly stunned. Will the Church of Destiny also send representatives?

Who will come?

He suppressed the chaotic beating of his heart and analyzed, "They all have their own plans. They may be waiting and watching. However, my church has so many powerful churches that have joined. They should not stand against us and help those guys who harm people."

"The Holy Son is right. Let's wait a little longer. There is no need to rush. If we force them to express their stance now, it may backfire." Elder Nancy echoed.

"Well, no matter what, Dawn's actions will not change. Last night I notified all the cities in Dawn. Before the extermination order was issued, all the city gates were closed to investigate suspected plague makers, bloody disasters, and disease worshippers. We will also be on high alert. As long as they are in Dawn, these followers will never be allowed to exist again. The nine major knights of Dawn have also been sent to the plague maker parish overnight. It doesn't matter what other churches do, we in Dawn will take the lead!"

The Pope's voice was firm and full of authority, and the other elders nodded one after another.

Phil Gray sighed in his heart. Sure enough, the days to come would definitely not be peaceful.

As the Son of the Dawn, what role will the Pope let him play in this war?

And will the Destiny Cult send someone soon? He suddenly felt a little bit of anticipation in his heart. It was really interesting.