I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

Knight Commander Valk Dodd nodded, "Yes, Your Holiness, that's right..."

Phil Gray walked slowly up to him and listened to his report quietly.

He was still talking about the search for the poisoner, and seemed to be requesting that someone be sent to the parish of the person who created the plague to negotiate.

But he knew nothing now, what epidemic maker, what apostate, he could only nod casually and pretend to be worried.

After the Knight Commander finished his report, Phil Gray patted him on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I am not in good health at the moment and need to rest for a few more days. As long as it does not harm the interests of the Holy See, you can make your own decisions. My knight, may the God of Destiny always protect you!"

There was a hint of surprise in Valk Dodd's eyes, but he didn't say much. He just half-knelt in front of him and said, "I will protect you with my life and honor. Don't worry."

What is he saying?

Did I say something that made him suspicious?

Phil Gray's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't know the original body's personality, and didn't know what went wrong. He could only speak as little as possible to avoid exposing himself again.

"Okay, you go down."

"Yes."

The weather in late autumn was a bit chilly, especially in this empty hall.

In order to pretend to be the former Pope, Phil Gray could only kneel here every morning and pray to the God of Destiny like him.

However, the previous Pope did show his piety to God, but for him, who couldn't even sing hymns, he could only stand here in a daze.

His mind was quickly sorting out the current events. He had been in this world for almost a week. Except for the knight Lusen Wilde who was responsible for protecting him, who might know that he was not the original owner, no one else should have noticed.

This is mainly because the original owner had almost no contact with other people before.

Phil Gray knew nothing about the original owner's parents? Relatives? Friends?

The original Pope was really idle, and almost all matters were left to the three bishops.

He also had a general understanding of the personnel composition of Destiny. Under him as the Pope were the three cardinals who were responsible for managing the daily affairs of the entire Vatican, and each city within the jurisdiction of the Vatican had an archbishop and bishops in each district of the city.

The Holy See also has many knightly orders. The one at the headquarters of the Holy See is the Order of the Fate, and the main person in charge is the Knight Commander Valk Dodd.

Each city has its own knightly order, which is named after the city.

After sorting out the current situation, Phil Gray began to be dazed again. He even felt drowsy.

Thinking that he was the only one in the hall, he stood up decisively and lay down on a chair beside him.

The God of Destiny won't blame me, right?

The original owner was His believer, but I am not.

Although I know that there may be many gods in this world, it is difficult for a former materialist to believe in a god so quickly.

In particular, he felt somewhat resentful about why the God of Destiny chose him to travel through time.

As he was thinking, he fell asleep.

"Listen to the whispers of fate..."

"Listen to the whispers of fate..."

"what?"

Phil Gray was half asleep and half awake.

He heard an unknown voice echoing in his mind.

"Listen to the whispers of fate..."

Phil Gray sat up suddenly, only to find that the sound had disappeared.

Was this a dream? Phil Gray rubbed his head. The hall was very quiet, and there was no other sound.

Maybe it was just a dream, Phil Gray didn't think much about it.