I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

The owner of the inn came out. She was an old lady wearing a blue apron. She smiled and invited the guests to come in and rest.

Her husband, a kind-looking old man with a big beard, took the knights to the stable in the backyard. Although the Pegasus is rare and unique, it is very simple to feed. It is not picky about food and can be satisfied with ordinary grass.

"Why don't you go and watch the fun? The square is really beautiful tonight." The old lady led them to the second floor with a white stone lamp.

The golden boots made a creaking sound as they stepped on the rough floor. The wooden stairs painted brown looked particularly old. It seemed that the hotel was quite old.

"We've been traveling all day and are really tired. We want to rest early," Phil Gray replied.

"Oh, have you had dinner? Do you need me to prepare some food for you?" the old lady said as she opened the door to the room on the second floor.

The rooms are all of the same style, warm and simple. Every bed is made clean and tidy. Under the rough linen sheets is a straw-filled mattress. Although it is hard, it can provide enough support for tired travelers.

"Thank you for your kindness. We just ate in the car, so we won't bother you anymore." Phil Gray thanked him.

When they were stuck in traffic just now, they took the time to have dinner. After all, they all had space stones with them, so they wouldn't go hungry on the road.

The old lady nodded, gave them the keys from the second to the third floor and left.

Fortunately, the inn had enough rooms so some of the knights didn't have to sleep on the streets.

"good night everybody!"

After saying good night to each other, they all returned to their respective rooms. Elder Grant and Ernest stayed in the rooms on both sides of the Holy Son to protect His Highness' safety.

Phil Gray entered the room, washed up briefly, and then lay down on the bed.

"Xiaotian, why haven't you spoken these days?" Before going to bed, he suddenly thought of the Holy Spirit of the Scales of Fate. This little chatterbox hasn't said a word in these days. It seems something is wrong.

But he was really too busy before, and he didn't dare to ask, for fear of opening this guy's mouth, otherwise he would be annoyed to death.

"Ah? Master, are you calling me?"

After a long while, the little genius replied.

"Yes, I haven't seen you talk much these days? What's wrong?"

"Me me me, I'm chatting with other people..."

?

Question marks emerged in Phil Gray's mind. The Holy Spirit of Libra has always been in his soul space. How can he chat with other people?

As if seeing Phil Gray's confusion, Xiaotian explained in a timid voice: "Master, you can't scold me! I know you all find me annoying and don't want to listen to me! So I secretly used the crystal ball that the Creation God Church gave you. The people in it are so nice, they are all talented! Everyone talks interestingly and doesn't mind my nagging. I have been using the crystal ball to chat with them these past few days!"

"Okay." Phil Gray didn't expect that the little guy would automatically awaken the hobby of "online chatting".

The Holy Spirit of Libra is bound with his own soul power, so he can naturally open or enter the space of his Holy Stone of Death, and it is normal for him to chat with him using the crystal ball.

He nodded, trying to convince himself, and then quickly took out the crystal ball.

The crystal ball was still emitting a faint light, and it seemed that it had just been used.

"Hey! Master, you can't send random things to destroy my image. A crystal ball seems to only form one identity. No matter whose consciousness it is, it is that identity. I have been building up the image for a long time, please don't destroy it..." Xiaotian's voice became lower and lower, and he seemed a little guilty.

Phil Gray was immediately interested. He injected his divine power and his consciousness instantly came to the space of the crystal ball.

As soon as he entered the space, he heard the sound of gurgling water, mysterious and intoxicating. Unlike the words that appeared randomly around him before, there was only a large crystal screen in front of him, and those words were neatly arranged on the screen, which looked much better than before.

Then I saw a line of golden characters displayed on the large crystal screen in front of me - "Welcome [God of Destiny Loves Me Very Much] back to the harbor of my soul!"

Seeing this title, Phil Gray's mouth twitched slightly. Judging from this nickname, what kind of good image can little Libra create!

And the chat space in this crystal ball is actually called the Soul Harbor. Master Wright of the Creation God Church really has some ideas.

He took a quick look and saw three people chatting, and they seemed to be discussing something about the war.

"I don't know if it's appropriate to say [No bamboo baskets today], but I still want to say, brothers and sisters, prepare some war supplies as soon as possible. The war is about to start. Oh no, it has already started over there. Once the war starts, it may take at least 30 to 50 years to end."

"【If it doesn't taste good, I'll beat you to death】I don't even need you to tell me that. Everyone knows that chaos is about to break out. And isn't it said that there are gods interfering over there in the Sun? Tsk, goddess, please come and save me. I don't care if we die in the war, the main thing is to bring me something delicious. My child is starving to death!"

"【Bath of Holy Grace】Faced with the power of the gods, we have nowhere to escape. We should concentrate on praying and ask for mercy from our Lord, because only gods can fight against gods."

"【No bamboo baskets today】I know, but many gods don't respond, right? Hey, our pope asked all the elders to put down their work and pray together for a day, but my Lord is probably working on infrastructure in the Kingdom of God, and now he hasn't responded to us."

"[If it doesn't taste good, I'll kill you] Hiss, I was just wondering why the church suddenly held a feast for the God of Cookery......"

"【No bamboo baskets today】It seems that the Sun wants to form a coalition of the Church, but it seems that they are mainly fighting against War and Dream. The gods are still delaying and waiting for the opinions of the Kingdom of God. So you really don't consider purchasing a batch of supplies first? We have released a new type of repeatable nested space stone, divine power storage scepter..."

Do we want to form a Vatican coalition?

Phil Gray was very interested in the news, but from their subsequent conversation, no related information was mentioned, and it seemed that it was only at the proposal level.

The following are some orders. It seems that the man called Zhulou is a member of the Creation God Church.

Without sending any message casually, Phil Gray's consciousness left the crystal ball, which made Xiao Tianping breathe a sigh of relief.

Haha, this little guy, he shook his head helplessly.

He closed his eyes and began to rest.

Before he fell asleep, he heard what seemed to be footsteps outside.

He walked gently to the window, opened it and looked down, and saw Valk Dodd walking towards the carriage. He stopped and took the pink ribbon from the shelf, hesitated for a moment, then quickly wrapped it around his wrist, and then walked towards the square.

Phil Gray quickly closed the window and laughed out loud. It was a pity that the gods would not easily come to the world, otherwise the god of fertility would have to give this knight a "gift".

But he was looking forward to the scene when Valk Dodd met other people in the square and learned the true meaning of the pink ribbon.

Let's teach him a simple lesson first, and when we get back to the Destiny Cult...

A fierce look flashed in Phil Gray's eyes, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, just as the sky was getting light, Phil Gray stretched and greeted others who were also going out.

They came to the ground floor, where there were wooden tables and chairs for travelers to rest and eat.

When the old lady saw them, she greeted them warmly: "The old man just went to make breakfast for you, please wait a moment."

"Thank you."

They thanked him and sat down.

Eli winked at him and said, "It seems like someone is missing. Where is the Knight Commander of the Church of Destiny?"

Speak of the devil, the devil appears. Valk Dodd, with a dark face and full of anger, walked down the stairs. He walked up to Phil Gray and said, "Your Highness, I don't know why you teased me. It seems that the Church of Destiny has not offended the Church of the Dawn! Although my church relies on your help, you shouldn't..."

"What's wrong with me?" Phil Gray asked innocently, with confusion in his aqua blue eyes.

Eli interrupted, "Knight Commander, you know that we have worked hard and traveled thousands of miles to help you eliminate the traitors, right? You are even more excessive to accuse our Saint Son of teasing you without any explanation, right?"