I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"This is the fee paid by one of our customers. It's the thing you want that can help stabilize your soul - the Soul of the Sea. Of course, her request is very clear. She wants to stay in the underwater world for a day, so you have to take some time out to go to the sea." Frank introduced.

"Something that stabilizes the soul? Great." Phil Gray took the pearl carefully. He knew that Eli had been worrying about his sister. Although he seemed not to care on the surface, he had privately approached many people to buy the treasure that could stabilize the soul.

"The token used to summon her is also the Soul of the Sea. After using it, a shell will remain. As for time, she is not in a hurry. As long as it is completed within two years, it will be fine. You know, the time of the dead is endless. She can afford to wait." Frank took out another item. "This was given by another client. His request is that he wants to visit the cemetery of the Church of the Dead. You can set any conditions."

This is a small mirror. It looks plain and simple, and seems to be no different from an ordinary mirror in the world.

"What's his rank?"

"Well, God downgraded it, so I said it was a big customer."

"The condition is that he helps me once." Phil Gray said familiarly.

"Okay, no problem. I'll go back and tell him that now that I'm already in the human world, I'll just walk around in your territory. No one here should be able to catch me, right?" Frank put his hands behind his back and was about to go out.

Phil Gray suddenly remembered something, "Wait, I almost forgot, you are well-informed, have you heard of the Pen of Truth? I want to know their whereabouts."

Frank used to be a member of the Light of Wisdom, and later ran the Resting House in the Abyss. He must have known something about this kind of thing, so he told Frank all of the Light of Wisdom's descriptions of the Pen of Truth.

"Oh, so the feather pen in the museum has such an extraordinary origin. This should be the secret of the light of wisdom. I didn't even know it. But wait, is the second pen you described like this?" Frank pondered for a moment, and a feather pen appeared in his hand, which was exactly the same as the "Feather of Time" described by the prophet!

Phil Gray was extremely surprised. "How did it get into your hands?"

He was overjoyed. It was as if he had Mr. Ghost. The progress of collecting pens suddenly became three-fifths.

"What a coincidence, didn't you ask me to kill that princess last time? I found it from her, so it can be considered a trophy." Frank spread his hands.

"If you want it, take it. But I would like to let me watch when you offer sacrifice to the gods after you have collected all five pens."

After all, who doesn’t want to see such a legendary scene?

Phil Gray took the pen, "Thank you."

He put the pen into the box of the Deathly Hallows. There was already one in it, which Eli had given him a few days ago.

The one promised by the Prophet of Wisdom and Light will be delivered soon.

"Okay, do you have anything else to say?" Frank asked.

"No, please do as you please." Phil Gray opened the door for him and smiled, letting the outside air flow in and diluting the dust in the room.

Mr. Ghost walked out with a swagger. In the territory of destiny, he should not be captured by anyone again.

……

"The trading hall has been renovated, cousin, do you want to go take a look?" Patrick rushed in. He was in charge of organizing the high-level trade fair with the Commercial Church. Construction had started half a month ago. All the shops around the square had been renovated and expanded into a huge hall.

There will be many stalls set up by the gods from various religions.

Of course, there will also be several auctions of treasures hosted by people from the Commercial Church in the evening.

"Well, have you seen Eli?" Phil Gray asked as they walked over.

As soon as Eli returned to Destiny, he hugged the night and went somewhere unknown.

That god had new little brothers, Eli and Patrick, and he had been enslaving them to do certain things over the past few days.

Of course, most of it is related to collecting food.

"Well, I saw him holding that guy in a newly opened bakery this morning. But don't gods only eat fish? Why would he suddenly be interested in bread? But I was busy at the time and didn't have time to go up to him and ask him." Patrick recalled.

"Ok."

As they walked and talked, they soon arrived at the newly built trading hall in North City. Various flowers were placed at the door, emitting fragrance. They were obviously just brought from the Church of Life.

The hall was so spacious that one couldn't see the end at a glance. People gradually set up tables and laid white brocade on them.

"The Commercial Church has sent invitation letters to various religions. Of course, it has not sent invitation letters to War, Dream, Death and Bloody Disaster." Patrick took him to the second floor, where they could clearly see every stall on the ground floor, making management easier.

At the same time, an auction table was set up in the middle of the second floor, and there were many seats below the table. In the evening, followers who were interested in the treasures given by the Commercial Church and had the financial resources to buy them could come here to snatch the treasures.

Phil Gray felt mixed emotions when he thought of the bronze statue he had bought at auction with great difficulty in his previous life.

No matter what, I can never buy things randomly in this life.

"Cousin, the venue fee alone from this trade fair will make up for the financial deficit we've had these days," Patrick said excitedly, "not to mention that many people will come. By then, many hotels and shops opened by our believers will be able to increase their income, and our church will also be richer."

Half of the assets in the cities under the jurisdiction of the Church of Destiny belong to the Holy See, whether it is land, minerals or shops, and the other half belongs to the secular world.

The believers also make regular donations to the Holy See, so the churches on the continent of Weir are wealthy most of the time.

"We've been in a lot of deficit lately?"

"Cousin, you don't know, we took over a mess! The five cities of the disease cult are poor and sick. Not only did we not increase our income because of the war, we also had to spend money to help those sick people hire pastors of the Church of Life to see doctors." Patrick complained.

"I remember they have several mines and a lot of fields, right?"

“That’s true, but it needs further development.”

"We have to look at the long-term benefits, but I feel that you have learned a lot these days and have really grown up." Phil Gray touched his head.

My cousin is very busy these days, not only dealing with the affairs of his division, but also coordinating the affairs of the commercial church.

"Oh! Of course. As soon as I have free time, I will fall into entanglement. Edith wrote to me. She said that there are some things in the South China Sea that need to be dealt with and they can't be finished in a short time. I actually felt relieved. Otherwise, I don't know how to face her." Patrick became visibly decadent.

"Then don't just sit there, go, those tables are obviously crooked, ask them to realign them." Phil Gray said, pointing downstairs.

How can I consult him about such a complicated emotional problem?

"Ok."

Patrick ran down happily.

"You guys need to rearrange this place. Also, the spacing here is too narrow. How are so many people going to get through?"

"Yes, Lord Bishop!"

"There, this table is too close to the vase, move it further away!"

"Yes!"

……

"Quickly clear the way. His Holiness the Pope is coming to give a speech for the opening of our high-level trade fair."

Phil Gray watched as the empty stalls were now filled with people. The aisles were also crowded, and the dazzling array of items dazzled all the God-favored ones present.

He and a vice president of the Business Church slowly walked up the stairs and once again came to the railing on the second floor.

He wore a jeweled crown and a papal vestment, and looked solemn and noble under the sunlight.

Patrick raised his hand gently behind him, a pleasant bell rang, and the whole hall fell silent.

Phil Gray's voice was full of his unique dignity and warmth: "Thank you all for coming to participate in the God's Favored Advanced Trade Fair held by the Destiny God Church and the Commercial Church. I know that some of your sects are currently in war. Here, God's Favored from all over the world will share their treasures and wisdom. I hope that this trade fair will allow you to obtain satisfactory items, help you strengthen your strength, and win the glory of victory in the war.

This trade fair is not only a commercial exchange, but also a manifestation of friendship among religions. We will work together to maintain the peace and stability of the Weir Continent. So far, I wish this trade fair a complete success, and may the light of God shine upon each of us. "

The speech of His Holiness Pope Fate ended with loud applause and cheers.

Afterwards, the vice president of the Business Church also expressed the Business Church’s wishes with a smile on his face and introduced some rules of the trade fair.

As another bell rang, the Advanced Trade Fair for God's Favored held in North City finally officially began!