A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

In all likelihood, you will be charged with heresy.

"No, not really. We were...partners, but that was arranged by the monastery," Otto said.

He was not lying, because Thomas was indeed the attendant assigned to him by the monastery.

A follower can be said to be a partner.

The cardinal stared at him, as if considering whether what Otto said was true or not.

"What do you think of him?"

"Someone... I don't know very well," was all Otto could say. "But I know he's very clever."

"I see. Well, son, go back."

The question and answer session almost ended here, and Otto was taken out of the building accompanied by two secret agents.

After he walked a distance, he suddenly turned back.

I saw that red figure walking by hurriedly.

It seemed that the information just obtained from him was so important to the cardinal that he had to deal with it immediately.

He looks so hurried...is he going to report to his superiors?

But he is a cardinal. Who is the superior of a cardinal?

No... no, it must be a misunderstanding. An illusion! Otto comforted himself.

Of course, Thomas was unaware of all this.

He was a little surprised to see Otto by chance today, but his reason told him that this was all normal.

The day passed like this.

The next day, after Thomas finished two hours of cleaning and counting the relics, he left the relic room and saw a group of people rushing over.

"Brother Thomas, are you still here?" The person who spoke was none other than Thomas' colleague, Dawn.

"Oh...what happened?" Thomas was puzzled.

But the other party had already pulled him up and hurried forward.

"Urgent summons, assessment of magical attainments!"

"Assessing your magical proficiency? Does this happen often here?"

"It's not a frequent occurrence, only happening every few years," Dawn explained. "If there's no progress, there's a high chance you'll be reprimanded or even have your salary reduced."

Chapter 19 Accident 1

The monks who came to check their magic skills lined up in a long queue, waiting for the high-level priests inside to check.

As mentioned earlier, this verification process is quite cumbersome and takes an average of five to ten minutes per person.

So the team moved very slowly, taking half a day to move forward.

Thomas arrived late, so naturally he was at the end of the line.

I guess I won’t have a chance to eat lunch.

Just as he was queuing, he saw a cardinal coming towards him.

The cardinal hurried, holding a golden box in his hands... a reliquary.

Thomas consciously took a half step back to avoid blocking the important man's way.

"You!" The cardinal stopped and looked at Thomas. "Have you learned the way of the warrior?"

This doesn't require much eyesight; you can make a pretty accurate guess by looking at the size.

"Yes, Your Excellency..." Thomas had never seen this cardinal before. Of course, he had just arrived and had no chance to meet such an important figure. He could only lower his head and answer the questions obediently.

"Send this reliquary over there," the cardinal said to him.

"what?"

"If you have armor and weapons, take them all!" The cardinal ignored Thomas' hesitation. He casually thrust the golden reliquary and a crude map into Thomas's hands. "Weapons are mandatory."

"What...what does this mean?" Thomas was puzzled. He glanced at the map. It was crude, but Thomas had been here for so long that he immediately realized that the end point of the map was the Holy Treasury.

In other words, the ultimate treasure trove of this city.

It is said that the place is guarded by the heroic spirits of saints and is an absolutely safe place.

"When you come back, I'll let you check your magic skills directly without queuing up." The cardinal said. He obviously had other important things to do and hurriedly walked to the other side.

Thomas held the reliquary, but couldn't figure out what was going on.

Looking back at the others, several of them saw what happened, but they all just smiled.

There was a kind of pity in the smile, as if seeing another unlucky poor guy, but there was no malice.

Thomas figured he was being drafted. It was the kind of work that offered no benefits.

"What's going on?" Thomas didn't quite understand.

"Gather all your weapons and armor and head to the Holy Treasury," Brother Dawn finally explained. "It's guarded by the heroic spirits of saints, and they only deal with armed monks (knights). But today's situation... seems like chaos, and they couldn't find anyone, so they just came to you."

"Oh, I see." Thomas calmed down.

In other words, there is nothing extremely important or precious in this golden relic box, so you can just find a messenger to deliver it.

This is just like being temporarily assigned by the teacher to be on duty after class. It is an unexpected disaster.

But if you can just make this trip and jump the queue...it's a good deal.

After all, looking at the progress, Thomas felt that it would be dusk by the time it was his turn.

A short while later, Thomas returned to his quarters and changed into his full set of gear.

It's called a full set of equipment, but in reality it's just a set of chain mail.

Thomas has several sets of armor, but chain mail is the lightest and most flexible to wear, and it also has good defensive capabilities.

You can also wear a robe over it.

This should be fine.

Thomas set out from his residence and headed towards the Holy Treasury.

Because of the assessment, I didn’t meet anyone along the way and it went smoothly.

But for some reason, Thomas always felt that something was wrong.

A warrior's instinct alerts him to danger.

As he walked, he wondered what was wrong.

To put it bluntly, he is just a small shrimp here now, and has no qualifications worthy of the attention of the big shots.

It is a fact that the queue for the assessment of magical attainments is very long.

And people also said that this kind of thing happens every few years and is considered a common occurrence.

Being drafted by the cardinal... doesn't seem like a big deal.

The golden reliquary in his hand... seemed precious, but in this era where prices were calculated in florins, it was only worth twenty or thirty florins at most.

Even considering its artistic value, it did not exceed fifty florins.

Fifty florins...it costs more than this to bribe your superiors once!

The only question is what is inside the reliquary.

However, since it could be casually handed over to a monk met on the road, it was obviously not a priceless treasure.

The most important thing is the eyes of people around you.

When the cardinal stuffed the things in, many people around saw it.

At least dozens of people.

Although everyone looked at him with a bit of teasing, it was within a reasonable range and there was no excessive emotion.

It can't be that so many people are extras, right?

Moreover, each of them is a veteran actor who is proficient in expression management!

Did I... miss something key?

Thomas thought as he walked.

There was a small garden in front of him, or rather, he had arrived at the main entrance of the Holy Treasury.

It is said that this place is guarded by the heroic spirits of saints, so there are no human guards. Any spies sent by pagans cannot pass the test of the heroic spirits.

Moreover, the heroic spirit only had a little common language with the armed monks and was allowed to pass, which was why Thomas had to bring weapons and armor.

Thomas hesitated, but still took a step forward.

At the entrance in front, you can see a statue standing with its head bowed.

The statue is about the size of a human, draped in a velvet cloak. It holds its hands forward, holding a silver cross the size of a book.

Hmm... this is... the legendary guardian hero spirit?

If Thomas were to say, it's more like a golem.

Thomas was walking towards that direction, when suddenly he stopped.

Because he finally figured out what he had missed.

If it were anyone else, this would be a tough job that was temporarily drafted into the army.

There is no reward for doing a good job, but there will be severe punishment for doing a bad job.

But, there is no risk in itself.

It was like being assigned by the teacher as a student on duty in a previous life. All you had to do was accept your fate and run errands.

But he is different.

Because he knew very well that deep down in his heart, he was not a Christian!

Thomas turned to leave when a voice suddenly rang out.

The voice was not loud, but it was filled with a majestic anger.

"pagan!"

The sound came from the statue!

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Chapter 20 Accident 2

Thomas turned back in horror.

His body had already instinctively dropped the reliquary, and his sword was unsheathed, just in time to block the enemy's ferocious slashing blow.

The statue itself has no weapons, but at this moment it is holding a two-handed cross sword.

The sword was none other than the silver cross it had held in its hand before.

At this moment, the statue held the bottom part of the cross, but from the top extended a solid sword made of rich light. This sword had a real form and could be blocked by Thomas's magic sword.

"Pagan..." the statue said again.

The force from the sword was immense. Even though Thomas believed he was already very strong, he was still inferior to the golem. He had to use his strength skills to barely contend with it.

"You're wrong, you're accusing a Christian!" said Thomas.

He didn't know whether the noise of fighting would attract other people, nor did he know whether the golem had intelligence, but he had to try to see if he could convince the other party.

"Heretics... filthy beasts!" The golem's voice was deep, similar to a human's. However, it wasn't a human vocal organ, so there were subtle differences, making the sound inexplicably dissonant. "If you have been deceived... lay down your weapons, and the Lord will forgive your sins."

Of course, laying down the weapon was impossible. Thomas also grasped the hilt of the sword with his other hand, and with the combined force of both hands, he finally pushed the golem away.

He jumped back, creating distance again, and tried to find a way to solve the problem.

Unfortunately, there was no one around, not a single person in sight.