“Yes, people who have just become chosen ones usually choose to study at church schools. You may only know about schools for ordinary people, but you may not know that there are schools for chosen ones, right? Wait, aren’t you the Pope? Haven’t you ever visited one?” Eli put down his book and turned to look at him.
“I may not have told you this, but during my four years as Pope, my power was completely usurped; I was just a puppet…” Phil Gray explained to Eli while feeling a little guilty. He really couldn’t reveal that he wasn’t the original owner of this body.
“Oh, I think those who betrayed you must be filled with regret. They don’t know what kind of being they’ve offended,” Eli chuckled.
"Hehe, you seem to have a lot of confidence in me?"
“Of course, I may have been unhappy at first about being tricked into becoming your subordinate, but I gradually realized how lucky I am to be able to witness the birth of a legend and even become a part of the legendary story?” Eli tilted his head and said seriously.
"Ahem, you're really good at praising people. I don't think I'm that good." Phil Gray coughed, covering his mouth, trying to hide the slight blush on his face. "Alright, tell me about the church school."
“Okay, church schools have special education for those favored by God. When believers in our religion awaken and become those favored by God, they will go to church schools for a period of enlightenment education to learn about the knowledge of those favored by God, how to better fulfill the tasks of God, and the norms that should be followed,” Eli patiently explained.
"Rules? Like not being able to display one's divine power in front of ordinary people?"
"Yes, that's one of them, but it's not absolute. When faced with danger, life is more important than anything else."
"You mean I should go and receive some introductory education as a chosen one?" Phil Gray was somewhat tempted, but he was already at the Attention level, while those in church schools sounded like they were just newly chosen ones at the Listening level.
It's like an adult going to elementary school.
Phil Gray suddenly felt a sense of shame.
"Yes, once we arrive at the Church of Dawn, you can visit their church school."
We'll see.
...
Night fell before he knew it, and a slow swaying sensation brought Phil Gray back to reality from the world of the book, allowing Coin Three to finally continue its journey.
The sea shimmered, and the reflections of stars dotted the dark surface. A three-story luxury ship traversed the darkness, leaving ripples in its wake.
Phil Gray opened the reading room window, and a gentle, slightly cool sea breeze rushed in, instantly invigorating him.
Through the window, one can still hear the noisy sounds of the three-story ballroom, with music and footsteps carried on the sea breeze.
"It sounds like tonight's dance is going to be really lively," Phil Gray remarked.
"Yes, really not going up to take a look?"
Eli asked.
Phil Gray, recalling Eli's personality—perhaps he enjoyed being in the spotlight and being the center of attention—nodded. "Alright, they're probably almost done. Let's go up and take a look; maybe we'll meet some interesting people. But I need to register first. This book seems quite interesting; I'll take it back to my room." Phil Gray walked to the table by the door and wrote the book's title on a piece of paper.
Eli glanced at it; the book seemed to be related to some aspects of the culture of the Eastern Continent.
As they walked out of the reading room, a person wearing a white headscarf and completely wrapped in white satin brushed past them. Phil Gray sensed that the person had also entered the reading room.
“I didn’t expect there to be someone on this ship like you who dislikes dances and prefers to read,” Eli said, shaking his head and smiling.
“Perhaps this person is a member of the Light of Wisdom?” Phil Gray asked.
"It doesn't seem likely. The members of the Light of Wisdom are all older scholars; they wouldn't be dressed like that."
Chatting as they walked through the long corridor, they ascended the wooden stairs to the third floor. Following the music, they soon arrived at an open space where they saw unfamiliar faces dancing to the music.
“There are quite a few divinely favored ones among the passengers this time!” Phil Gray’s eyes flashed with surprise. Among the crowds who were talking or dancing together, he sensed several different divine power fluctuations, one of which was even quite familiar to him.
That was the divine power of the God of Destiny that I had rarely felt since leaving the Church of Destiny.
Are there even people favored by fate among this group of passengers? I wonder if they're from the Vatican?
Phil Gray looked around and soon his eyes fell on a young man, who attracted the attention of many passengers. Even the ladies dancing with their partners glanced at him.
He was holding a wine glass, talking to a female companion. His short gray hair was neatly combed on top of his head, his eyebrows were long and thick, his nose was high and straight, and his dark blue coat was trimmed with shiny gold. The gold buttons gleamed, and his demeanor carried a hint of arrogance and confidence, suggesting that he was of noble birth.
Even more surprisingly, he also had a pair of sapphire-like eyes.
"Oh? He also has gray hair and blue eyes?"
There are quite a few blue-eyed people, but in the cities of the Destiny Parish, only the Grey family has gray hair. Could he be a member of the Grey family?
If Patrick were here, he would surely know who this young man is.
Phil Gray sighed softly as he thought about this.
"What's wrong? Is it someone you know?"
Eli held a red rose, seemingly looking for a pretty dance partner, but it was clear that the ladies' attention was now entirely on the young man.
“No, I sense that he is also favored by the god of fate,” Phil Gray explained, shaking his head.
He had barely finished speaking when a cheerful voice rang out, "You're here too? Why are you so late? It's almost over."
Caroline wore a light yellow long dress with sun-shaped patterns along the edges, and her long hair was draped down to her waist. She looked dignified yet lively.
“Miss Caroline, would you like to dance?” Eli offered her a red rose.
"No, I'm already very tired. I was dancing with that gentleman just now, you know? I suspect his identity is..." Caroline pointed to the handsome young man who was the focus of everyone's attention and whispered a name.
"What?"
Phil Gray looked at her strangely, wondering why she was suddenly calling his name.
“No, I didn’t call you. I just danced with him for a while, and he gave me some hints. When I put those hints together, I realized he might be that Pope Phil Grey who’s traveling around.” Caroline excitedly shared her guess. “He has the same name as you, Phil. You should know him, right?”
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