I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"Is it you?" He also obviously recognized Phil Gray and others.

After taking out the cardboard and the bottle of wine, and after some explanation, the knight temporarily believed their story and took the evidence to the church for inspection.

Phil Gray breathed a sigh of relief only after they left.

Until the tavern owner came over and said, "I almost forgot just now. Someone sent a letter to you two days ago, but you were not there."

I took the envelope, it was blank and didn't say who it was addressed to.

I took out the letter, and it was blank.

"How is this going?"

Is someone playing a prank?

"Ah, cousin, this might have been sent by my father. This is the Grey family's way of keeping it secret. Try roasting it over a fire," Patrick suggested quietly.

"Oh, yes." There is also a method on Earth. By writing on white paper with juice containing vitamin C, you can achieve an invisible effect. The words will only be visible after being roasted with fire.

I don’t know if his letter uses the same method, but in this world full of gods, there must be other ways to do it.

He glanced at the others and returned to the room with the envelope, followed by Patrick.

There was a small fireplace in the room. Under the gentle flame, the words gradually appeared. On the envelope was written: "To His Holiness the Pope".

“From His Holiness the Pope:

I am Anthony Grey, your loyal believer. I feel guilty for leaving you stranded outside. The shameful traitor has taken control of the Church. The evil Holmes family is trying to support the traitor to ascend the throne that belongs to you alone, but the Grey family will not compromise because many of your believers are still waiting for your return.

At the negotiation meeting two days ago, Wendel eagerly expressed his desire for the position of Pope. He attacked you for being an ordinary person and said that your ascension to the position of Pope was against the will of God. However, he did not expect that you were already a person favored by God.

This news played a great role in this negotiation meeting. Those who supported Wendel began to hesitate. However, the final result may still disappoint you because they want to make an agreement with you: only if you can break through the divine revelation level within five years, they will willingly support you and prohibit the Gray family from providing convenience for you.

They have announced to the public that His Holiness the Pope is away for training. If you reach the level of divine revelation in five years, you will return in glory. If not, they will use your disappearance as an excuse to support Wendel to become Pope.

I know how unfair this result is to you, and it is also difficult for the Grey family to accept, but those neutral parties have also acquiesced to this agreement. No matter what, our family will try every means to eliminate those traitors and welcome you back as soon as possible.

Fortunately, they have torn off their hypocritical faces and promised not to search for you for any reason. Your safety is greatly guaranteed. However, I still recommend that you do not return to the jurisdiction of the Cult of Destiny for the time being.

May destiny bless you, my dear Pope.

Your uncle and believer. "

Five-year agreement?

Unexpectedly, the Gray family had no solution. Phil Gray sighed. He was very confident that he could reach the level of divine revelation within five years, but he was still a little disappointed that he could not eliminate the traitors immediately.

"To reach the divine revelation level within five years, this is too absurd." Patrick, who also finished reading the letter, sighed, "Cousin, the families and neutral factions that support Wendell are indeed very powerful. Our Gray family cannot support it alone, otherwise how could there be such an agreement? There are very few people who can reach the divine revelation level in five years."

"I know, and I'm grateful for everything my uncle has done for me, but I also believe that I can reach the Divine Revelation level within five years. Look, I'm already at the Blessing Level now, right? Then I will kill those traitors with my own hands." Phil Gray said with a smile, but there was an unprecedented fierceness in his eyes.

"Yes, cousin, maybe you don't even need five years, but can reach the divine revelation level in one year. You are the one that the Holy Spirit of the Balance of Fate actively seeks out." Patrick laughed.

"Well, now our crisis is temporarily resolved. Although I can't go back to North City, you can. You must miss your parents very much. Maybe you can go back to see them." Phil Gray looked at this cheap cousin. He was just attending a wedding, but he had to hide with him from place to place, and had to stay away from his relatives and face all kinds of dangers.

Patrick shook his head. "No, I can't go back. I have to protect you and take care of you. This is my responsibility as your cousin and as a believer."

"I will also work hard to improve my strength. Five years is not a long time. When the time comes, we will fight back together. Will you let me be a bishop for a try?" Patrick blinked excitedly.

"Of course." Phil Gray smiled gently.

"Since they won't arrest us anymore, can't we write back? Cousin, is there anything you want to tell my father?"

Phil Gray thought for a while and said, "Ask your uncle to help find a man named Barry in Kao City."

He always felt guilty towards the poor dead old woman and the silly but kind Barry.

"Okay." Patrick nodded and probably went to write a letter.

Phil Gray gathered his divine power and tried to use the skill of "Flying Blade of Destiny". A blade as thin as a cicada's wing formed in his hand and he threw it towards the vase by the window at an extremely fast speed.

The vase broke into two pieces instantly, and the flying blade pierced through the vase and carved into the iron bars of the window.

When I got closer to take a look, the magical power of the flying blade gradually disappeared, leaving only the broken railing.

"The effect is quite good. For those enemies with weak defenses, it would be a fatal blow if we can directly cut their throats." Phil Gray nodded with satisfaction.

If you want to improve your hit rate, you still need to practice more. I wonder if there is a place to practice in Dur City?

Ask Eli later.

Wait, he suddenly remembered something he almost forgot, the transaction of buying the dead man's hand.

Because he happened to miss the agreed transaction time because of participating in the ruins event, and he didn't know whether that person was still there, he must have thought he was a scammer.

Check it out tonight, Phil Gray thought.