I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"Bishop Dominic, Uncle Gray, thank you for your hard work."

Phil Gray sat in the exclusive seat of the Pope of Fate, and below him stood Eli, Ernest, Patrick and a group of people from the Church of Fate. In addition to Bishop Dominic and Uncle Gray, there were also three heads of small families in the Church of Fate. They stood trembling at the edge of the palace, as if trying their best to be ignored.

He fixed his eyes on Uncle Gray, who looked 70% like the original owner's father.

My uncle has an upright posture, broad shoulders and back, and thick silver-gray hair tied behind his head. He looks both dignified and elegant. His face is more resolute than the original owner's father. Time has left faint marks on his forehead and corners of his eyes, but these lines have not diminished his handsomeness.

"I'm glad that Your Majesty is okay. It's us who are useless and have made you suffer." Uncle Gray's low voice was filled with guilt and sadness.

"Yes, damn Wendel, he always pretends to be a good guy. I have disliked him for a long time. I never thought he would dare to murder you! God of Fate, it is too easy for him to die so easily. I will throw his body into the stinking ditch outside the city of North!" Bishop Dominic's anger did not seem to be subsided by Wendel's death.

"That won't do. I'm afraid his dirty blood will flow into the land of our destiny again. It's better to throw him into the sea to feed the fish!" Patrick interrupted, but then shut up when he saw his father glance over.

Phil Gray laughed in silence, death was already the greatest punishment for those traitors, he had no intention of venting his anger anymore, the focus now was to find out those members of the Vatican who were doing evil under the leadership of Wendell and Valk Dodd.

Not only does it include the knight priests at the Vatican headquarters, but also the knights and city lords stationed in several cities in the Destiny Region.

He still remembered the knight commander of Kao City, who took an innocent life with the tip of his cold sword without any guilt. Such a person was not worthy of believing in fate!

"How many people are there in the headquarters of the Church of Destiny now?" Phil Gray asked.

Bishop Dominic knew that the Pope wanted to know the current situation of the church, so he immediately became serious. "The total population of North City is about 50,000. We have 500 priests assigned according to the normal ratio. In addition, the Grand Vatican has about 100 senior priests, about half of whom are favored by God. There are five bishops in the districts, and the core knights of the Knights of Fate are about 400, all of whom are favored by God. They have always been led by Valk Dodd. There are about 3,000 ordinary knights on the periphery, who are responsible for maintaining the daily security of North City. There are also several knight teams, each responsible for carrying out some specific tasks."

Phil Gray nodded to show that he understood. He turned to look at the knight Ernest beside him and said, "When I was on the run, I personally appointed Ernest as the Knight Commander of the Knights of Fate. Now that Valk Dodd is dead, it's time to fulfill my promise."

The Pope's eyes were calm and stable, full of trust in the knight.

Ernest's brown eyes flashed with excitement. He immediately knelt on one knee, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with his left hand, the tip of the sword touching the ground, and his right hand solemnly placed on his chest. He answered without hesitation: "I, Ernest, hereby swear to you, the supreme leader of the Church of Fate, and Ansel, the god of fate that we both believe in."

The reason why he did not shirk or show humility and courtesy was because he had to guard His Majesty's side no matter what. He had to do this job as the Knight Commander!

Historically, the leader of the Knights of Fate would also serve as the Knight Commander in charge of the Pope's safety, so he was only called Knight Commander instead of Leader. Many knightly orders could be established and there could be many leaders of knightly orders, but there was only one Knight Commander of the Holy See.

The Knight Commander is only responsible for protecting His Holiness the Pope.

"I pledge to dedicate my life and honor to the Holy See, to protect the faith, to defend doctrine, and to uphold justice. I will lead the Order, confront threats with wisdom and courage, and protect Your Majesty with my life and soul.

"No matter what difficulties I encounter, I will stick to my oath until the end of my life. This is my promise, Ernest, as the Knight Commander. May the God of Destiny bear witness to my loyalty."

His voice was loud and clear, with a barely perceptible tremor in it.

He had been waiting for this day for a long, long time.

"Well, my loyal knight, may your sword remain sharp forever, and may your faith never waver. The Church of Fate and the God of Fate will be with you."

Phil Gray helped him up personally. Although they were the Pope and the Knight Commander, he had already regarded Ernest as his friend in his heart.

"What about me? Cousin!" Patrick shouted happily, but was slapped on the head by his father.

"Don't be so presumptuous in front of the Pope!" Uncle Gray glared at him.

"You are now a prominent figure. I really want to continue to disregard the rules of the Vatican and make you a cardinal, but you don't want to be bound by the Vatican for the time being, right? Besides, the matters that a cardinal has to deal with are too complicated, and you are still too young. I am afraid you can't handle it."

Phil Gray certainly knew what his cousin was thinking. This guy must want to be a "big official", but being a "big official" naturally requires paying the price. He is still too young, so he should enjoy his freedom for some time.

"But doesn't North City still have five districts? Among these five district bishops, there must be someone who was in cahoots with Wendel. If you find him out, you can become the bishop of that district." Phil Gray looked at Patrick with a smile.

"Okay!" Patrick nodded happily. It was a pity that Edith had to take care of things at sea first and couldn't come with him, otherwise she would have been able to see herself wearing a silver crown and becoming a regional bishop.

Eli couldn't help laughing when he saw how silly he was.

Patrick rolled his eyes at him, but still cared about his companion, and asked, "Cousin? Where is he?"

Just as Eli was still somewhat moved, Patrick continued, "I think you are still in need of a coachman or a gardener? This guy is a favored one of the God of Life, he must be very talented in animal training and planting, right?"

"Who said that I should let my cousin make me a bishop?"

Eli gave a dangerous smile, he felt that if it weren't for the fool's father being there, he would definitely take action!

Phil Gray watched them playing, with a smile on his face, as if he was back in the tavern in Durr City.

"Although Eli is not the one favored by God for our destiny, he has indeed helped me a lot. It is not impossible for him to be the bishop. After the reorganization is completed, I will see which positions are vacant and make arrangements."

After hearing this, Eli looked at the red-haired rooster proudly.

"Uncle, the position of Cardinal is currently vacant, and I'm afraid Bishop Dominic alone is too busy to handle it. Can you take over temporarily?"

"It is my honor to share your Majesty's worries." When the Holy See was facing such a situation, he naturally had to support his nephew.

"Okay, the two bishops will first deal with the other termites in the Church of Destiny. The Knight Commander, Eli, and I will go to Kao City tomorrow. We still have one last step to take in revenge."

Phil Gray's voice was a little cold.