I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

That's right. The passengers here had experienced a life-and-death situation, so how could they have the mind to go to Malu Island again, especially since more than a dozen passengers had died. They couldn't carry these bodies with them on the road. But they were going to look for Patrick, so how could they just return home?

"Yes, my current idea is to go back and bury the deceased first, then rest for a few days and set off again. Of course, I won't charge all the passengers for the boat tickets next time." The fat man chuckled.

"Hmph, that won't do. This time we are following the king's order to go to Malu Island to hunt down the criminals. The Blacktooth Shark was delayed for a day. Should we go back for repairs before setting off again? Those fake tobacco dealers have already taken the fake goods to other places and made a fortune again." Viscount Ward looked at the fat man with a squint, put the blade back into the scabbard, and said with some dissatisfaction.

"But, but we can't just consider all the passengers for you! What are you going to ask us to do with those dead passengers, those bloody flesh?" The fat man looked distressed and said hesitantly.

"I don't care. The Commercial Church can't be unable to solve such a small matter, right? In any case, the ship must continue along the original route and reach Malu Island as soon as possible. Okay, I have to deal with that disobedient guy." Viscount Ward left a few words and walked towards the cabin without paying attention to the fat man's distressed look behind him.

"Oh, it's true. None of these nobles know how to be considerate of others. If it weren't for making money, our Commercial Church would not deal with these nobles." The fat man muttered softly.

"But doesn't most of your money come from them?" Eli patted the fat man on the shoulder. "I have an idea. You should have many ships that haven't set sail yet, right? Gold Coin No. 5? No. 6? You can send a ship to pick up those who want to return and the bodies of the deceased, and the rest of the passengers can continue to head towards Malu Island."

After thinking for a moment, the fat man slapped his thigh with a delighted expression, "You're right, this is indeed possible. We will wait here for a few days and then call a ship to pick up the returning passengers. Of course, the ship cannot be empty, and we can pick up some passengers going to Malu Island. When the time comes, those passengers will get on our Gold Coin No. 3 and set off together, and we can collect the money for another trip."

As expected of a member of the Business Church, he did not forget to make money even in this situation.

Phil Gray found it a little funny, but fortunately it was a way to solve the problem. Otherwise, if Viscount Ward forced the current passengers to continue to the island, it was unknown what conflicts would arise along the way.

"Okay, I'll go discuss it with the captain and then notify everyone." The fat man said and was about to go to the captain's room.

"Wait." Eli called him, with a half-smile on his face.

"what happened?"

"Hey, why don't you pay me the promised reward first before you leave?" Eli pointed at his leg. The scar reminded him that the fat man still owed him some medical expenses.

"Oh, of course, of course I have to cash it, but I don't have that much money on me. I'll get it for you in your room. You go to the restaurant first, and I'll tell them that you can enjoy all the food on Gold Coin No. 3 for free. Come on, shall we go together?" The fat man promised generously.

Phil Gray and Eli followed the fat man to the restaurant on the second floor. The sudden change from the simple and heavy style of the Blacktooth Shark to the luxurious Gold Coin No. 3 made them feel a little uncomfortable at first.

Crystal chandeliers illuminate the painted floor, melodious music echoes throughout the restaurant, and groups of people take out exquisite and sumptuous food from the glass cabinets. Having just experienced a day and night of hunger and fear, only food can soothe their tired hearts.

The fat man communicated with the waiter in the restaurant for a few words, and then said to Phil Gray and Eli, "Okay, you guys take a rest here for a while. I'll go find the captain."

"Ah."

"This guy is a man of his word." Eli found a seat at random and pulled out a chair for Phil Gray.

"Businessmen must of course pay attention to integrity."

With the waiter's enthusiastic hospitality, Phil Gray brought some cakes, preserved fruits and grilled meat and then sat down.

To be honest, he was also hungry.

After filling his stomach, he casually glanced around and saw a familiar face opposite him.

"Hi! Miss Caroline!" Phil Gray waved.

"Oh, you are here too. I was just looking for you."

Caroline came over and moved a chair to sit down. "You chose so much food, can you finish it?"

"What's the matter? Let's talk business." Eli smiled and pushed a small piece of cake to her.

"Do you remember those boxes containing the remains of the passengers on the Blacktooth Shark?" Caroline's face fell.

"what happened?"

"Just when all of us returned to Gold Coin No. 3, those boxes came back and piled up in my room! I was almost hit, but luckily I reacted quickly." Caroline patted her chest and said thankfully, and then asked, "What should we do with those boxes? The undead should have gone to the kingdom of God, right?"

"Yes, the salvation is over. As for these corpses, a ship will come to pick them up soon and bring them back." Phil Gray replied and told her what the fat man had just discussed with them.

He suddenly thought of the maxim of the God of Death. The reason why he had not been prompted to complete the maxim yet was probably because these corpses had not been properly placed.

"Oh, then I won't return. I haven't completed the mission assigned to me by the bishop." Caroline ate the cake while listening and wiped her mouth. "There are still a few companions on Malu Island waiting for my support."

"Oh? What happened to them?" Phil Gray became a little interested. After all, he was considered the future Holy Son of the Dawn Cult, so it was not too much for him to care about the believers.

"It's nothing, just a dispute over missions. You know, the Malu Island is very chaotic. There are relatively backward villages and towns, large plantations, and some strange small tribes with different beliefs. We, the Church of the Dawn, have a small church there, but it was burned down by an unknown local gang last month, and several priests were beaten to death. So the Vatican sent me to take a look." Caroline explained somewhat embarrassedly. Who would have thought that someone would dare to burn down the small church of the Church of the Dawn?

After all, the Dawn Divine Church is one of the most important religions in the world of Weir.

"Just send you, a girl? I don't quite understand what your bishop is thinking." Eli was a little confused.

Malu Island is in such a mess, aren't you afraid that she will be in danger? After all, even the church was burned down.