I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"Gilbert, this is the gray-haired family I introduced to you when you first arrived at the Life Parish. They are a more powerful family in the Church of Life. However, they are based in Zam, the city where the bishop's court of the Church of Life is located. This should be a branch." Patrick whispered in Phil Gray's ear.

Phil Gray nodded his understanding.

"I think so. What was their condition during your last gathering?" Morey continued to ask.

"They didn't attend the last two gatherings. That's why I took yesterday's mission. I wanted to see what happened to Miss Julie." Caesar said.

"Oh, besides these two, who else didn't attend?"

"There are two more ladies, I don't know their names, and I just joined the gathering last month." Caesar was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, you go back first. We don't need you now. Thank you for your cooperation." Morey said.

"Okay." Caesar stood up and saw Patrick looking at him with a somewhat disgusting smile.

He pushed the door open hastily.

"I'll send someone to check on Miss Sheila first." Morey looked at the notes he had made when he questioned Caesar, "Wait here for a while."

"It seems that at least four young ladies got the book through the gathering of God's Favored Ones." Phil Gray said.

"I wonder how the sister of the lady in blue got it." Patrick said casually.

"Yes, maybe she can make some new discoveries."

"But we don't know where she comes from, Eli. Why don't you ask her name? You don't even want to get to know such a beautiful lady." Patrick said with a sigh.

"Who knew this would happen? Didn't you say yesterday that it had nothing to do with us?" Eli rolled his eyes at Patrick.

"Maybe we can ask the pub owner. He should be very familiar with the identities of the guests in the pub." Phil Gray thought thoughtfully.

"Not necessarily. He doesn't know us. We went back wearing masks that day, but he didn't recognize us and booked a new room." Patrick laughed.

"No, we are outsiders after all, it's normal that the boss doesn't know us. The lady in blue is a local, and there is a high possibility that the boss knows her." Phil Gray shook his head.

"Then let me go and ask?" Ernest asked.

"No, let Patrick go. Maybe he can get some other information." Phil Gray said.

"Well, I can speak better than him."

Patrick walked out grinning.

"What about us?" Eli asked.

"Wait for their news first."

After waiting for a while, Morey pushed open the door first. "The person I just sent said that Miss Sheila is in a coma now."

"lethargy?"

"Yes," Morey pushed back a chair and sat down. "She also had hallucinations a few days ago and asked to find a carpenter. However, the rules of the Gilbert family are very strict. After several priests examined her and found no physical or mental damage, she was locked up in a small chapel of the family."

"She then fell into a coma and has been sleeping for two days now."

"You mean, the final stage of hallucination is falling into a coma? And that will be the same for Miss Julie?" Phil Gray asked.

"After all, they can only see the little carpenter in their dreams, right?" Eli said, supporting his chin with his hands.

"It should be. I will ask the bishop for a list of some of the people favored by God in Dur City." Morey said, taking out a green notebook.

"Anyone who has become a favored person in Dur City, regardless of whether they join the church or not, should come to the cathedral to register. Although there are not many people who actually come to register, there should still be some. I have selected a few noble ladies and sent people to their homes to verify the situation. Perhaps some of them also participated in the rally."

"Well, we also have a clue here. Yesterday..." Phil Gray briefly described the situation of the lady in blue.

"That's great, another clue."

After waiting for almost an hour, Patrick ran up panting.

"I'm back. The tavern owner does know the lady. She is the daughter of a viscount named Bev. She lives not far from the tavern. I even went to her house."

"Your speed is pretty good." Eli said with a smile.

"Of course, I gave the coachman some extra money, and the horse was almost exhausted." Patrick scratched his head, "Miss Bev's sister is also a person favored by God, but she has never participated in the gathering that Caesar mentioned. I wanted to ask her sister how she got the book, but Bev said her sister finally fell asleep and asked me not to disturb her."

"I went over to take a look and saw that her sister was indeed sleeping soundly with a smile on her face. I didn't feel comfortable waking her up, but I asked Bev to tell us when her sister woke up."

"I'm afraid her sister won't wake up for a while." Eli said.

"Once you fall into hallucinations, you will be addicted to dreams. This is the terrifying thing about the Dream Cult." Phil Gray sighed and thought for a moment. "But the person who got this book has another characteristic besides being a noble lady."

"What characteristics?"

"They are all favored by God."

"Yes."

"Ms. Julie, Miss Sheila and the others attended the rally, but Miss Bev's sister did not attend, but she also got the book. They are all God's chosen ones. As for ordinary people, we have been in the tavern for so many days, have you heard of any daughter having mental problems? No." Phil Gray tapped the table lightly with his knuckles.

"But a love novel like this should be circulated more widely among ordinary people."

"Indeed." Morey nodded in agreement.

After a moment, someone came over.

"Captain, I just went to the houses you mentioned. The girls there were all asleep. They were in a very good state of sleep with smiles on their faces, so their parents didn't notice." A young man came in. He looked very energetic and should be Morey's men.

"It seems that you are right. At least the young ladies currently affected are all favored by God." Morey said to Phil Gray.

“Has this book ever been sold in any bookstore in the city?”

"No, I asked people to go to four bookstores in the city last night to ask, and this book has never appeared in the bookstores." Morey shook his head.

"Well, where did this book come from?" Phil Gray pondered, "Is there a place where the gods can buy this book but ordinary people can't get it?"

Wait, Phil Gray suddenly thought of something, he and Patrick looked at each other, "There is indeed a place."