I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

The language of God is full of suggestiveness, and a simple sentence often has extremely rich meanings, which means that there is not only one way to complete the proverb.

Completing the motto in different ways determines the skills you may gain.

For example, the two followers of the God of Food received the same motto: "Listen to the taste of the sea!"

The God of Food religion teaches through food and requires listening, so a follower might make a conch that can make sounds into a delicacy. This method is relatively simple, but the abilities gained afterwards are also relatively weak.

Another follower hunted down sirens who were good at charming with their singing voices and cooked them into delicacies, which might lead to more powerful skills granted by the gods.

……

The teacher's words were easy to understand and extremely interesting. Before I knew it, the class was over and a noisy sound rang out. It turned out that no matter what world it is, recess is the most lively and bustling time.

Phil Gray looked helplessly at the little boys and girls who gathered around him, "Little guys, what's the matter?"

"Are you our new classmates?"

The red-haired boy raised his head with a sly smile in his eyes.

"Harun! This is His Royal Highness the Holy Son, don't be rude!" The teacher put down the textbook on the podium and hurried over to stop him.

But it was this sentence of his that attracted more children to gather around.

"It's His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"

"Wow, Grandpa told me that we have a new Holy Son. I didn't expect that I would see him today!"

"I don't think he's as handsome as Saint Vincent."

The little girl with two braids said with some regret.

Phil Gray only took off the mask when he first met the elders, but he kept wearing the mask at other times to maintain his identity as "Kane".

At least for the time being, the Son of Dawn and the Pope of Destiny cannot be the same person.

"I'm not your new classmate. I'm here to represent His Holiness the Pope to see if you're paying attention in class. This classmate, Harun, is doing well and is very active in speaking in class. And these students... As the next generation I teach, you're all excellent!"

Phil Gray said with a smile, praising generously, which earned him cheers from the children.

The teacher standing on the podium also looked moved.

Only Eli behind him touched his nose and gave the smile I knew would come true.

"Your Highness, where are we going to investigate next class?"

Walking out of the classroom, the blond and blue-eyed servant asked "respectfully", which earned him a helpless look from the Holy Son.

"The course "Dialogue with God" on the third floor."

"This course has been offered in the academies of the Church of the Dead and the Church of Life. I've taken it before and it's extremely boring. The gods won't pay any attention to you. However, the boss may not necessarily pay attention to you." Eli said with some interest, holding his chin in his hand.

Phil Gray was also very curious. He had casually asked God to let his cousin hear the proverbs, and his cousin heard the proverbs. He didn't know whether it was a coincidence or God could really sense it. Also, when he had not become a favored one of the Daytime Prophet, he had taught Him astronomical knowledge, and the other party had heard it too.

Perhaps I had inadvertently met some of the conditions required to communicate with the gods?

Is it because he is from another world? That's why he is getting so much attention from the gods?

But sometimes, such as when he first came to the continent of Weir, he had strongly questioned the gods, but saw no response from Him.

So it depends on other people’s mood?

They walked into the classroom quietly. The students here were listening very attentively and didn't notice their arrival at all.

The young and clear eyes of the twelve or thirteen-year-old followers are full of longing. They hope that the gods can hear their voices, which is the greatest honor for believers.

However, as time goes by, they will gradually become disappointed. As for the gods, they can indeed hear, but they will not pay special attention to the voices of believers. Not to mention sincere prayers, even open and loud insults against the gods are not worth listening to.

Ahem, although devout believers would never behave like this.

"...In theory, starting from the level of prayer, your prayers can be heard by the gods, and your prayers can be strengthened by reciting specific prayers... Occasionally, you can receive a reply from the gods, but it is best to only ask for help from the gods in critical moments. When you reach the level of God's Descent, the gods' consciousness can descend upon you. At this time, of course, you can communicate with the gods. When you reach the Shinto and Quasi-God levels, you can serve the gods!"

This was a female teacher. When she spoke to the key points, her soft light golden hair stuck to her cheeks, but she didn't care. She used vivid words to encourage the young children who had just become followers.

Phil Gray was fiddling with the Deathly Hallows on his wrist out of boredom. It turned out that the whole class was of no use to him. The rest of "Conversations with God" was all about the various things to pay attention to when praying to God.

What is necessary? You must use honorific language, be pious, and recite prayers in advance if conditions permit.

"Xiaotian, you have been following the God of Destiny for thousands of years?"

Phil Gray uses his consciousness to call upon the scales of fate, and the chatterbox holy object that resides in the soul is sometimes particularly suitable for killing boring time.

"Yes, Master, I have been with Him for a long time, until He left me in the human world a thousand years ago. I was very unhappy at first, but when I thought about... um, when I thought about being able to enjoy the scenery of the human world, the loneliness of a thousand years was nothing. Anyway, I was sleeping all the time..."

Tianping's voice started out a little lonely, but soon became cheerful.

"What kind of god is the God of Destiny?" Phil Gray asked curiously. Is he, as those apostates imagined, enjoying playing with people's fate? That's why he brought me here from another world and cast his gaze on me from time to time?

However, he almost died because of looking directly at the sun, and it was He who saved him. It must not be what the apostates imagined.

"He's good! Super good! He's a good God!" Xiaotian shouted excitedly, his voice almost conveying his soul to the outside world. Phil Gray felt as if his head was pricked by a needle.

“…What’s good about it?”

Although he knew that he shouldn't ask such a question given his status, and that it would make people doubt the firmness of his faith, he still couldn't help asking.

"He... umm, I can't seem to say it. In order to prevent the holy spirit or other followers who come to the mortal world from revealing the situation of the kingdom of God and the gods, we are all bound by the laws and cannot say..." Xiaotian hesitated for a long time before saying awkwardly.

I thought that the Libra Holy Spirit would say a series of hymn-like words praising God's mercy, but I didn't expect that this guy might really want to reveal some messages from God.

And it seems very important?

However, I don’t know whether this being bound by the rules is real or just an excuse.

"Okay, but there are laws to follow. How did the author of this book know so many anecdotes about the gods and what happened in the kingdom of God and write a book about them? Is it fake? But I don't think the content of the book is made up."

Phil Gray took out from the space the book "Anecdotes of the Gods" which he had obtained in the Western Continent.