I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

The two men brought the thief to the city gate, where there was a crowd of people who were extremely angry because of the loss of their things.

The thief was too cunning and disappeared as soon as he left the city gate. The two Undead Knights searched the area but could not find him.

We can only appease the angry crowd here temporarily.

Seeing that Phil Gray and the other man caught the thief, countless pairs of pale faces showed gratitude and surrounded them.

If I didn't know their purpose, I would have thought we were surrounded by zombies.

"This is this guy's space stone. It contains the things that were stolen from you." Phil Gray handed the thief's space stone to the two undead knights.

They should be officials of this city, or knights of the Church of the Dead.

"Okay, thank you." One of the Undead Knights dismounted and took the Space Stone, while the other took the tightly bound thief from Eli and knocked the thief, who was blinking and had no idea what he was thinking, unconscious with his elbow.

"Everyone listen to me. Anyone who has lost something will go to the cathedral to register and collect their belongings. Hill, you will be in charge. By the way, put this damn guy in the ice prison." The Undead Knight holding the Space Stone shouted to the crowd, and handed the Space Stone to his companion who was carrying the thief.

"Yes, Master Arthur." The companion answered and left quickly, and the huge crowd followed him.

The remaining Master Arthur took off his helmet and smiled: "Thank you so much, my two friends. If it weren't for you, I would have made a big fool of myself today. I wonder if you are free. I would like to buy you a couple of drinks."

"Of course I'm free." Phil Gray smiled friendly. They had just arrived at the Church of the Dead and were planning to find out about the situation here. This was a perfect opportunity.

"That's great. Come over here. I see you two look unfamiliar. Which city are you from?"

"The city of Jikalga, but we started traveling when we were very young and have been away from the church for a long time." Eli knew that Phil Gray didn't know which cities the Church of the Dead had, so he answered first.

"Yeah," echoed Phil Gray.

"Oh, you are actually from the headquarters. No wonder you two are so skilled and of such high rank. You must be sons of high-ranking officials in the church, right?" Arthur asked excitedly.

"No, otherwise I wouldn't have been traveling for so long." Phil Gray shook his head. "What happened to that thief just now?"

He changed the subject so as not to expose himself by talking too much.

"That damn guy just stole several boxes of afterlife wine we prepared for the celebration! You know, today is my first mission, and I'm responsible for the security of the celebration. I never thought that the wine that had just been delivered would be stolen. If it weren't for my sharp eyes, this guy would have taken away even the food for sacrifice. Moreover, while I was chasing him, he was so arrogant that he stole from the people passing by. Humph, I'll make him taste blood no matter what!" Arthur said angrily.

"Celebration? When is the celebration?"

Arthur looked at Phil Gray strangely and said, "The time is uncertain. It depends on when our Pope will return to the embrace of God, right?"

It turns out that this celebration was prepared for the Pope of the Church of the Dead who was about to die.

It does sound reasonable. For the people of the Church of the Dead, returning to the abyss due to death may be something worth celebrating, so a celebration is held for the death of the Pope.

"Oh, it turns out to be this celebration. We have been away from the Church of the Dead for a long time and have temporarily forgotten our customs here. To be honest, it is because of His Holiness the Pope that we ended our travels and returned home." Phil Gray sighed.

"Well, during this period of time, many people who were away from our city have rushed back. After all, there are not many opportunities to participate in such celebrations. Some people also want to see His Majesty for the last time, so many people are heading to the headquarters city." Arthur said as he took them to a tavern in the city center.

This tavern is built entirely of huge bones. I wonder what kind of creature has such a large skeleton.

"This is the most famous tavern in our city of Castomero. It has been open for nearly eight hundred years. The proprietress has changed countless times, but the taste of the wine here has remained the same. You can even taste the wine that the famous Sister of Death tasted eight hundred years ago." Arthur was excited when he mentioned the wine. He pushed open the door with ease and greeted the proprietress.

"Hey! Please get us five bottles of afterlife wine, five bottles of cold ghosts on the rocks."

The lady boss made a note, "You're drinking ice in this weather."

"So that I can return to the embrace of my God as soon as possible."

The proprietress rolled her eyes at him and skillfully took out the wine and ice from the counter.

"Just kidding, I was so tired from arresting people just now, and now my whole body is burning."

After Arthur finished speaking, he chose a seat by the window and pulled them to sit down.

"You've been away from home for so long that you must have forgotten the taste of afterlife wine. This time I'll treat you to a full drink. Once the thief is caught, I won't have to pay for the wine needed for the celebration, and I can treat you well." Arthur grinned, almost impatient.

I didn't expect that the guy in front of me was an alcoholic.

"Thank you for your hospitality, but we have to travel to Girardella City tomorrow, so we can't drink too much. I can only have a few drinks with you." Phil Gray said apologetically.

"Well, are you in a hurry to get to Girardella?" asked Arthur.

"Yes, we need to participate in a selection, and it would be best if we could arrive at the headquarters before His Holiness the Pope leaves."

If we are late for the selection of the Son of Death, it will be difficult if the new Pope has already ascended the throne.

However, this was all he could say vaguely. After all, it seemed very arrogant to say in front of others that he wanted to be the Pope of this church.

"Ah, I see. So this is why you came back. I was wondering," Arthur patted his head, as if he had thought of something. "Don't worry. Since you have helped me so much, I will definitely give back to you. There are five vacancies in Cartomero City. My father happens to be in charge of this matter. I will tell him tonight that you should wait at the city gate tomorrow and wait to set off with the convoy heading to the headquarters. Otherwise, the competition will be even more intense in Girardga City, and you may not be selected."

What to choose?

Phil Gray was a little confused. Wouldn't the selection of the new Pope have to start from every city? He remembered reading somewhere that the Church of the Dead already had several Sons of God.

He thought that the selection would be from among these saints, and he and Eli planned to temporarily join the queue.

Then the selection Arthur was talking about must be different from what he said, but he didn't intend to explain.

"Oh, Master Arthur is here patting his chest and making promises again?"

"Yeah, the thing you promised me last time hasn't happened yet."

Two young men with thick black eyeliner came over drunk and said jokingly.

"Okay, you don't have the ability, no matter how much I plead for you, there's nothing I can do. These two friends I just met are very outstanding. Even if I don't recommend them, they can get the places based on their own abilities." Arthur rolled his eyes and drove them away.

"Humph, when someone new comes, the old one is forgotten."

"Get lost, I'm a member of the Cavaliers now, I don't want to hang out with you second-rate people anymore."

"Oh, the bishop's son is so noble that even the children of us, the earl's and the city lord's, look down on us."

"Hurry up, both of you. Don't delay my entertaining my friends. I'll treat you to drinks tomorrow." Arthur smiled and drove out his two unpresentable friends.

By this time, the proprietress had already poured the wine and was looking at the two young men whom Master Arthur praised so much with curiosity.

"Thank you for your kindness, as long as it doesn't cause you any trouble."

No matter what kind of selection it is, just let them join the team.

Arthur waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be so polite, and took the wine handed over by the proprietress and poured three full glasses for the three of them.

"please!"

Phil Gray took the pour and took a sip.

Eli swallowed as well.

The afterlife wine that this guy recommends has a very strong aroma. As soon as you take a sip, you can taste hundreds of indescribable flavors, spicy, sour, bitter, and sweet, as if it has experienced hundreds of vicissitudes of life and returned to the world.

"Hey, drink in big gulps. Don't worry, I have plenty of money." Arthur closed his eyes and gulped the wine, making sounds of enjoyment.

"Every time I drink this wine, I feel as if I have been reincarnated many times, experienced the ups and downs of life, and then returned to the human world. Our destination is the abyss, but we have no chance to experience this feeling of constant reincarnation." Arthur opened his eyes and filled his glass again.

While this guy was still awake and not drunk, Phil Gray continued to ask for information: "Do you know the saints of our church?"