I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

The news that the Church of Destiny had set up a temporary tribunal in North City spread quickly, and more and more people came to North City these days.

There were onlookers and there were also victims who came to seek justice.

Of course, with the addition of dignitaries and high-ranking officials from other sects who came to visit the Pope of Fate, all hotels, big and small, were full. The Commercial Church also found business opportunities and specially discussed with the mayor of North City about holding a high-level trade fair for those favored by God.

This once peaceful city seemed destined to become noisy the moment the Pope returned on the day of God's descent.

Phil Gray was busy with these matters in the few days after returning to North City. Coupled with some remaining issues in the Vatican, he worked day and night. Fortunately, with the help of Uncle Gray and Bishop Dominic, he did not become the Pope who died suddenly due to too many affairs.

"Phew, I'm almost free these few days. Oh, no, I have to meet with the prophet of the light of wisdom tomorrow." Phil Gray rubbed his forehead and put down the list in his hand. These were the people in the Holy See who were relatively loyal and worthy of further promotion.

At this moment, he felt darkness in front of his eyes and could not see anything.

It’s over. Am I really going to the abyss early?

Phil Gray was a little puzzled. He didn't expect that the body of a person favored by God would be so fragile.

But soon, light appeared before his eyes.

At this time, someone walked over quickly, seeming very flustered.

"Cousin, wow, wow, you know what? I almost went blind just now because I was so sad!"

It turned out to be Patrick. He looked a little depressed, and his red hair was not fluffy at all, but all limp and flat.

Phil Gray said, "Cousin, do you know? I almost died suddenly because of overwork."

"Huh?" Patrick was stunned for a moment.

Phil Gray looked at him with a smile, "Okay, did you feel a moment of darkness just now?"

"Yes, is this what you did?" Patrick opened his mouth in surprise. No way, it has only been a short time and his cousin's power has already been able to cover the sky and the sun?

"You think too highly of me!" Phil Gray stood up and patted him on the head.

It is indeed soft and feels good.

"What's going on? Oh, but let's not worry about that for now. Cousin, did you know that Edith actually came to see me? Not that Edith, but that Edith, eh!" Patrick gestured for a long time, "It's the Edith from the beginning, you know, she actually came to see me!"

Phil Gray pretended to be surprised. When his cousin came back that day, he was waiting at the door of a district bishop in North City. Edith was not here, so she left first. It seemed that she had found her cousin now.

Seeing that his cousin seemed unaware that Edith had returned with them, he asked in a pretentious manner, "She wanted to see you? What's the matter?"

"I never thought that she liked me, but I didn't realize it at the beginning. But now I have Edith, and I..." Before Patrick finished his words, he heard someone walk in again.

"Your Holiness, the sky suddenly darkened for a while just now. People seem to be talking about it and asking the Vatican for help. How should we appease them?" Bishop Dominic walked in with a frown.

Seeing this bishop who was known for his bad temper, Patrick immediately shut up and looked bitter.

"I don't know what happened either." Phil Gray shook his head, his expression becoming serious. "This kind of power that can affect the heaven and earth must come from the gods."

After all, there will be no total solar eclipses in other worlds. The sun is the eyes of the gods, and anything that can affect the gods is naturally the power of the gods.

He paused for a moment, thinking of their experience on the island before they came here, and suddenly looked in a certain direction, "Maybe it has something to do with the power of the night."

What happened to the cat?

Is it the power of the fragments of the Dark Night Kingdom that has appeared?

Or was his previous guess wrong, or was there something else going on?

Bishop Dominic sighed, "May my Lord be well."

"Why do you say that?" Phil Gray turned his head.

"Based on what happened on the Weir Continent these days, most of them are related to gods. These gods who may not appear for hundreds of years are either possessed or displaying their power. I wonder if there have been any changes in the kingdom of God. Although you showed miracles when you returned that day, my master has not responded to the requests of his followers for the descent of gods for the past hundred years, so I am worried..."

Phil Gray didn't expect that this seemingly irritable bishop was so smart, but he couldn't tell them the true situation of the God of Destiny. After all, they couldn't do anything, and it would cause panic in the Vatican.

"Don't worry."

Phil Gray responded with just four words.

Bishop Dominic nodded and said, "Under your leadership, Your Majesty, Destiny will surely regain its glory. I will go and comfort the people first."

I don’t know what kind of explanation the bishop will give to his believers, but once it involves God, it is probably not something that ordinary people would worry about.

People will soon treat this matter as a casual conversation after dinner rather than "groundless worry".

After all, in this world, sometimes worrying too much is not a good thing.

After the bishop left, Patrick scratched his head, walked up to him and said, "Although I shouldn't bother you for such a small matter, cousin, I am really entangled and in pain..."

"Ok?"

“You told me before that you were blessed by many gods, and I questioned how one person could fall in love with two people, but, but I, I believe it now!

"The moment I saw Edith, I actually felt a tremor in my soul. Do you know? I thought time had made me forget her, and my initial infatuation was just a temporary self-hypnosis caused by your father's words. But the moment I saw her, I clearly felt such a heartbeat, as if I still...still loved her all the time!"

Patrick finished, stumbling over his words, his tone sincere and sad.

But Phil Gray rolled his eyes. He had not thought that his cousin had the potential to be a scumbag.

Also, how can you compare him with the favor of God? They cannot be discussed in the same breath!

"So what are you going to do? You're with that pirate boss now. Let me make it clear that if that boss finds out, I can't stop you from being fed to the fish."

Phil Gray turned around and said that he had no idea what to do with such a complicated matter.

"Ah, cousin, can you give me some advice? How did you get so many gods to like you? And how did you deal with them? No, it seems like you took them all..." Patrick's muttering gradually became lower, and then he was severely beaten by Phil Gray.

"How dare you make irresponsible remarks about the gods? I think that what happened to you now is all because you are not respectful enough to the God of Destiny, which is why such a ridiculous thing happened!"

Phil Gray sneered. Of course, he was not trying to vent his anger, but this guy was talking too much nonsense. Wait, he seemed to have unconsciously put the blame on the God of Fate.

His Holiness the Pope silently apologized to God in his heart.

"Okay, then I'll go ask Eli for advice." Patrick gave him a sad look and left.