I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

"This is..." Phil Gray was rummaging through a bookshelf in the cabin, and found a piece of paper with a judgment book written on it among a collection of beautiful women's portraits and treasure legends.

"The person on trial is actually Tang!"

However, his words did not elicit a response from his companions behind him. Turning around, he saw Eli picking up the dried pink petals on the ground, and Caroline beside him was slightly surprised.

Those were the box and petals that were kicked over by the man in black robe.

"What's wrong with the petals?" asked Phil Gray.

Eli put the petals to his nose and sniffed them, then said with a firm tone, "This is a flower that belongs exclusively to the Dream Cult—the Dream Flower, which is usually used to create illusions."

"Creating an illusion?"

Phil Gray was a little depressed. Why was this Dream Cult involved everywhere?

"Yes, even if you are not a favored one of the Goddess of Dreams, you can use the Flower of Dreams to create illusions. This flower is not like the Flower of Destiny which can be planted at will, but it is extremely precious and usually has a high price. Only if you have a good relationship with the people of the Cult of Dreams will they sell you one, but there are so many here!" Eli gently put the petals on the ground into the original storage box, and then held it in his hand.

"But what kind of illusion did Jeremy create with this flower?" Phil Gray pondered, and then remembered the judgment book in his hand, and directly unfolded it and placed it in front of the other two companions.

"Oh, I found this. Look, the person on trial here is Tang!"

The three of them focused their eyes on the judgment book.

"Time: January 3023, 1, New Divine Calendar

Location: Captain's Cabin of the Black Shark

On trial: Don Dolly

Crime: desecrating corpses, violating humanity, and trampling on ethics...

Verdict: drowning, immediate execution

Judge: Jeremy Lindbergh."

Phil Gray recalled the contents of the diary, "Yes, it was on this day that Don told Miss Daisy about Captain Jeremy's conspiracy, and Miss Daisy discovered that he was cooking with human flesh, so she called all the passengers on the ship..."

"Those passengers, like Miss Daisy, would rather believe the captain when faced with Don who cooked human flesh. They let Jeremy judge Don and execute the punishment of drowning, so Don's diary stopped on this day." Eli looked as if he had suddenly realized something.

Caroline didn't know about the diary and looked at them in confusion.

Phil Gray was in no mood to explain. A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through his mind, as if he had grasped something. "Tell me, is it possible that the captain used this flower to deceive Tang and made him think that there was nothing wrong with his ingredients?"

Eli had no idea what he was talking about.

"If you were Tang, would you let Miss Daisy see the ingredients you cook? And if you were the captain, your ship's cook has been cooking for you for several years, don't you know what ingredients he uses?"

These are the things that are wrong. Phil Gray even thinks that the human flesh ingredients were provided by the captain, because Tang said in the diary that the captain would never let him get off the ship. Then how could a cook like him get so many ingredients?

In order to gain the trust of the passengers, Jeremy tried Tang to cover up his own purpose.

Eli nodded. "You're right. The dream flower can produce this effect, making something appear different in someone's eyes, making it hard to tell its true form. Based on this speculation, everything does make sense."

"Did Tang drown? Then what happened to the passengers on the ship after his death? Are those bones in the guest rooms all passengers of the Blacktooth Shark?" Phil Gray muttered to himself, still with some unanswered questions.

He walked quickly to the bookshelves and continued searching, but apart from some useless debris, he did not find anything useful.

"There's a black book here." Eli picked up a black book from the corner of the ground.

He flipped it open and said, "Phil, this is the list of passengers on the Blacktooth Shark!"

Phil Gray didn't notice that Eli called his real name directly, he just took it excitedly, wanting to see if there were any new clues.

Caroline didn't think much about it. There were many people named Phil in the entire Weir world.

Looking at the booklet, the passengers' names and identities were neatly arranged, and even their respective religious beliefs were noted.

"Indeed, most of them are nobles of the Kingdom of Lanxi. The highest-ranking one is an earl. His last name is the same as Miss Daisy's. He should be his brother." Eli pointed to the two names above.

"Yeah." Phil Gray nodded slightly and continued to turn to the next page. When he saw a familiar name, he stood up suddenly, "Look!"

Eli was also stunned when he saw the name. That was indeed someone they were familiar with, the undead summoning master of the Church of Death - Jesse, who had died in their hands not long ago.

"Jesse was on this ship a year ago?" Phil Gray stared at the name as if he wanted to stare a hole in the paper.

"Humph, no wonder the ship had an accident." Eli sneered, crossed his arms, and revealed some disgust in his eyes. "The ship has become like this, it must be related to him. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have let him die so easily."

"Do you know him?" Caroline was confused.

Phil Gray simply told her what had happened.

"But why did he attack the passengers? What was his motive? Was it to offer a sacrifice to the god of death? And why did that undead ghost who looked like a cook attack us?" Caroline asked. When she mentioned Tang, she recalled the horrifying situation last night and couldn't help but feel a palpitation in her heart.

If it weren't for the protection of the god she believed in, she would have died as miserably as that life priest.

Phil Gray stood up, a gleam in his eyes, "We can just ask the people who were there at the time. Oh no, he is already dead now."

"What?" Caroline and Eli asked curiously.

"Just now, the follower of the God of Death captured Captain Jeremy's soul in this room. Let's go find Jeremy and ask him about it." Phil Gray was the first to walk out of the space and climb out of the table, looking anxious.

"Oh?" Caroline looked at his back hesitantly. She had just asked the captain of Gold Coin No. 3, but even the captain didn't know what the man in black robe had done when he came in.

"We can see some things that happened in the past, but this is our secret, miss. In order to protect you and more passengers from harm, we will not hide it from you, but you have to keep it a secret for us." Eli winked at Caroline and followed her out.

Caroline nodded behind her.