I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"Today, I finally mustered up the courage to ask Miss Daisy to come to the ship's kitchen. She kept praising my cooking and said that it was because my food was so delicious that it was hard to find such delicious food anywhere else, so those nobles, as well as her and her brother, were willing to sail on the Blacktooth Shark.

Oh my god, how could she say that? Wouldn't that make me the one who harmed her? But by the goddess of harvest, I'm still happy to let her enjoy the food I made!

I can't wait any longer. I took her to the kitchen under the pretext of teaching her cooking. I can take this opportunity to expose the captain's conspiracy and take her away from here. There is a small lifeboat in the storage room. We will succeed!"

Eli listened to this diary with great interest, as if he was listening to an interesting story.

Until I saw Phil Gray suddenly stop and his expression became more solemn than ever before.

"What's the matter? How is the communication between Tang and Miss Daisy?" Eli asked. In his opinion, the cook's idea was a bit naive. How could he be sure that Miss Daisy would believe him? Moreover, even if she believed him, how could they leave with a small escape boat?

Even if the Blacktooth Shark did not actively attack them, how could they survive in the ocean two weeks away from the land?

Phil Gray frowned. "Miss Daisy didn't believe him. Instead, she was scared away by him and called her brother and other passengers."

"Huh? What happened?"

Phil Gray glanced at Eli and began to read with great emotion, seeming to imitate Don's feelings.

“I really don’t understand why Miss Daisy would be like this! She saw me cooking and all those delicious ingredients, and she vomited, then started crying, looking at me with pleading eyes, saying she wanted to go out and look for her brother.

I told her anxiously that there was no time. The captain was a bad man! He was a notorious pirate in the past! He was going to take all of us to the Qunwane Islands, where all his former brothers were. Those vicious pirates would rob all the nobles of their property on the ship and feed them to sharks!"

Phil Gray paused, adjusted his tone and continued:

"Miss Daisy, why don't you come with me? Why? I will take you away from here, send you back to your hometown, or anywhere else. I will cook delicious food for you for the rest of your life and make you the happiest girl in the world!"

Eli laughed. "This guy wants others to leave with him just by saying a few words?"

Phil Gray ignored him and continued reading, "Miss Daisy looked at me in horror. Why? How could she look at her favorite delicacies with disgust? She ran away, left the kitchen, and took all the passengers with her! I..."

"Why don't you read it anymore?" Eli urged.

"That's all. The diary ends here."

Phil Gray continued to flip through the pages until the last one was blank.

Eli pinched his brows and said, "According to his diary, the Blacktooth Shark's destination is the Pirate Island. Jeremy and the pirates robbed the nobles on the ship. However, the cook exposed the captain's conspiracy, and the noble passengers were called by Miss Daisy. They must have known about the conspiracy. So what will the captain do? Will he attack the passengers directly?"

Phil Gray shook his head. "I always feel like there's something strange going on here. Why did Miss Daisy vomit when she saw the ingredients in the kitchen? And why is she so afraid of Tang?"

He continued in a creepy tone, "Do you think it's possible that the ingredients are human flesh?"

Phil Gray made a reasonable guess, having seen too many similar rumors on Earth.

The smile on Eli's face suddenly disappeared. "This, maybe just some deep-sea food? Some disgusting fish entrails or something?"

Phil Gray closed his diary. "It's possible. Let's look for other clues and go see Viscount Ward."

"Yeah." Eli nodded and followed his boss absentmindedly.

"how's it going?"

They saw knights coming in and out of several adjacent guest rooms, while Viscount Ward stood aside with his hands on his hips, a tobacco in his mouth.

"Pah, there are some bone racks in these rooms. I'm sure they are human bones, and not just one person's. At least there are some in every room." Viscount Ward spat out the tobacco in his mouth and said gloomily.

"A former passenger of the Blacktooth?" asked Phil Gray.

"Who knows? But where did the human bones come from if they were not passengers? So many people in the church have been searching for a whole year, who would have thought that it would have become a pile of bones?" Viscount Ward said with emotion, but as a believer in war, he did not show the expected mercy.

"Can you tell how he died?" Phil Gray asked again.

"At least he didn't die of poisoning. The poison used by the plague maker penetrated deep into the bone marrow. As for the specific cause of death, even the skin and flesh were gone. Who would know?" Viscount Ward spread his hands.

"You, go and take a look in other rooms. I wonder what these passengers on the ship are thinking. Who knows if anyone is deliberately hiding something." A mocking smile appeared on Viscount Ward's pale face, and he pointed at his knight and ordered.

They were at a stalemate for a while, with no new clues emerging, leaving them unable to find out what happened to the chef named Tang later.

Phil Gray sighed, feeling a little lost.

"At least now we know that the passengers on the ship did not die at the hands of the pirates from Qunwan Island, but something else happened along the way, right?" Eli said after a moment's hesitation.

"Ah."

Phil Gray looked towards the captain's cabin with a heavy expression, "So, do you think we can safely sail with this ship to the original destination, Qunwan Island?"

Eli didn't say anything, but they looked at each other and saw the same answer in each other's eyes - impossible.