I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

The moon was hanging high in the sky, and dark floating clouds could be seen occasionally. In the snowy night as bright as day, there were still one or two pedestrians, looking hurried.

Phil Gray took Patrick around the corner and walked deeper into the alley. The houses along the way were silent, as if they had already fallen asleep.

Only a red door at the end could admit a few stealthy dark figures.

"It is indeed here."

Phil Gray stopped as he watched someone go in.

After the last meeting, he took the opportunity to ask Lisa, and Lisa told him that the location of the apostate gathering was usually not far from where the sign appeared, or in the alley in front, and there would always be a red gate.

Sure enough.

Phil Gray put on the mask he had just bought, and Patrick put it on too.

This mask feels just like human skin, and when worn it fits perfectly onto his face without leaving any flaws.

He tried to smile, and the face behind the mask showed a very natural smile.

Now there is no need to worry about being recognized, I can just go in and join in the fun. After all, when I was in Chao City, I was already a new member of the Apostates, wasn’t I?

Phil Gray thought.

Finding out what the apostates plan to do in Dur City will actually help their next move.

In addition, perhaps we can hear some news from the Vatican.

He doesn't want to miss any opportunity to enhance his strength now.

"What kind of gathering is this? It's so mysterious." Patrick was very curious and asked in a low voice. He obviously couldn't imagine what kind of gathering would be held in the early morning.

"A gathering of apostates from the Cult of Destiny."

"Ah?" Patrick was incredulous. "We are going to attend their rally?"

"Yes."

Phil Gray briefly told Patrick to keep quiet for a while, otherwise it would be troublesome if this loyal believer in the God of Destiny quarreled with the apostate.

Everything was no different from the gathering in Kayo.

Passing through the dark underground passage, there were already seven or eight people waiting. Phil Gray and Patrick found a corner and waited quietly for the arrival of the leader of this area.

People around were talking, and the topics they talked about were nothing more than the disappearance of the Pope and the actions of the Vatican.

However, what they knew were still some superficial news, and there was no useful information.

Some of these apostates are ordinary people, and some have fluctuations of divine power, but they are relatively mild. It seems that they are at most first-level gods, which is the listening level.

Patrick looked at these apostates with curiosity. His previous identity and position were destined to be in opposition to them.

In his consistent understanding, these apostates maliciously challenged the Holy See and blasphemed God, and they should all be sent to the gallows in the square.

He really couldn't understand why the Pope's cousin would want to hang out with these people?

Is he here to be an undercover agent?

Just when he was bored and his mind was running wild, a middle-aged man walked down. He had a resolute face and was wearing a thin linen shirt, but he had a unique temperament.

He easily attracted everyone's attention, and Patrick felt a strong aura of the same divine power on him. Was he a high-level favored one of the God of Destiny?

At least it is at the level of divine revelation.

God loves you so much, but you betrayed Him?

Patrick was a little angry, but Phil Gray had warned him before, so he could only control his emotions and show admiration like everyone else.

Phil Gray was also looking at the middle-aged man. The familiarity between the divine powers made him feel that this gentleman should also be a divine being of a high level.

This should be the leader of the apostates in Dur City.

The arrival of the middle-aged man brought the chattering crowd into silence.

Unlike the veiled woman who deliberately incited everyone's emotions, this leader seemed not good at speaking.

After looking at everyone one by one, he slowly said to Phil Gray and the other man, "You two look a little unfamiliar."

"We were originally from the city of Cao, but we couldn't stand the oppression of the Church of Fate there, so we moved to the city of Dur." Phil Gray's voice was filled with accusations, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with the Church.

Patrick was shocked. He obviously didn't expect that his cousin had a talent for acting.

"Oh, who was your original leader?"

"It was a woman in a veil."

The leader nodded and stopped asking questions.

He slowly walked to the platform in the middle and said in a low voice: "I have called you all here today because the headquarters has given me another order."

"According to reliable information, Ernest, an expelled knight of the Knights of Fate, may have fled to the city of Dur. Everyone has been searching for him with all their might these past few days."

The leader stopped talking, but the people below started talking.

"The expelled knight?"

"Yes, I seem to have heard of this Ernest. It seems that ten years ago, he massacred the people in a village and was then expelled. It was also found out at that time that he was controlled by the people of the Dream Cult. Although he was also a victim, hundreds of people in that village died at his hands after all, so he was expelled from the Knights Templar." Patrick explained, but he only found out about it later from hearing other people's discussions. Ten years ago, he was less than ten years old.

The others didn't know much about this knight, but they suddenly understood after hearing Patrick's explanation.

"So are we going to find him to persuade him to join us?"

The person asking the question was a woman with a black veil on her face and a velvet hat on her head. She had an elegant temperament and must have been a noble lady.

"Let's find him first." the leader replied.

After a pause, he left in a hurry, saying "Today's meeting is over."

"Is that the end?" Phil Gray was a little disappointed. He thought he could find out more information.

"Yes, our leader only informs the headquarters of the arrangements during each meeting and then leaves, and it takes no more than ten minutes." The lady heard his question and replied with a smile.

"And he never checks whether we have completed the task, as if our task is dispensable." A gentleman in a black coat and long boots came over. He didn't look very old, but his green eyes looked a little vicissitudes of life.

"Mr. Allen, are you busy lately?" the lady greeted him.

"It's all right, Mrs. Dean. You are more charming than before."

The city of Dur has a high level of apostate nobles. I wonder how they ended up on this path.

Phil Gray and Patrick saw that there was nothing worth staying for, so they left together.

“Cousin, this leader is a high-level god-favored one, at least at the god-revealed level.” Patrick said.

"On the same level as Wendell and Valk Dodd?"

Phil Gray frowned. "This is already the level of a Knight Commander in the Holy See. How could he join the Apostates?"

"At first I saw that he was very angry, but then I thought that maybe he was framed by people like Wendell and had to join the apostates? Just like we came to the rally." Patrick said, and then snorted, "But no matter what the reason is, it is not a reason for him to betray God."

"I'm actually curious, if he betrayed God, why can he still retain His divine power?" asked Phil Gray.