It would be a better choice to hand over this kind of critical castle to the church.
By this time, Christianity was deeply ingrained, and all the nations surrounding Bohemia were Christian. Taking over the monastery would be a major diplomatic loss. Not only would it offend the church, it could even lead to widespread attacks.
"Other than that?"
"Besides that... there's nothing else!" Giuliano said. "At least I don't know. By the way, when I came here, I found your letter over there. Someone must have delivered it. It must be a letter."
"My letter?" Thomas asked in surprise.
Does he have any relatives in this world? There are none in his original body's memory!
"I happened to see it today, and I think you'll be able to get it from the letter room tomorrow. If it's not delivered, you can go to the letter room yourself tomorrow night to look for it."
……
Batista hurried down the corridor, his face gloomy and unpleasant. Along the way, both his colleagues and the novice monks tactfully avoided him.
There are no impervious walls in the world.
Too many people have died recently. This was clearly an accident, but someone must be held responsible, and Brother Batista was the one being pushed out to take the blame. For no reason, simply because he was in charge of the novice monks.
Vice-Abbot Conrad could completely shirk responsibility. After all, he had previously explicitly ordered stricter entry and exit controls, preventing monks from leaving the monastery to avoid danger. But how could such a thing be completely avoided? With hundreds of people in the monastery, there were always many who had reasons to temporarily leave.
Especially for novice monks, they are not yet so accustomed to the austere and boring monastic life. It is inevitable that they yearn for the outside world.
But all these reasons are not reasons. In any case, the vice president made him take the blame.
Of course, nothing specific has been done yet, except that Brother Batista has been reprimanded several times, which has made him very dissatisfied.
He was full of complaints and was venting his anger in every possible way. Now, when those novices without any background saw him, they all kept silent, fearing that they would get into trouble.
Now he came here in a hurry just to go to the letter room to check the various letters and parcels that had just been received.
By this time, postal services had already taken shape, with specialized merchants handling letters and parcels. While still far from fully developed and perfect, the monastery still occasionally received letters and parcels from various sources.
Letters and parcels would be initially inspected, and if they were addressed to ordinary members of the monastery, they would be passed on. However, if they were addressed to novice monks, there would be an additional procedure, that is, Brother Batista would open the letter and inspect it first.
To prevent some bad information from being transmitted from outside.
Brother Batista was there, opening the letter with a furious look on his face.
It was a letter from a family member, mostly greetings and a message of peace of mind. Brother Batista glanced at a few lines and decided it didn't need to be delivered. It clearly shook the young novice's faith, making him more vulnerable to the devil's temptations. Only by completely abandoning the world could they better embrace God's grace.
He threw the letter into the fireplace, and in a few seconds everything turned to ashes.
Then he picked up another letter, which was also a greeting letter, and this too was thrown into the fire.
While he was performing his duties, someone called out from outside the letter room, and the other two monks who were there were called out. Now Batista was the only one left.
Brother Batista, as if possessed by a ghost, dropped the pile of letters and packages addressed to the novice monks and walked towards the pile of letters addressed to the official members of the monastery.
He had sharp eyes and saw the recipient of the top letter at a glance.
Vice President Conrad!
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He could open the novice monks' letters and even secretly take some if they were gifts of money or gifts.
This is also an unspoken rule.
However, he had no right to open letters addressed to official monks in advance. If he did, it would be a disaster if someone found out.
And if the person opening the box is not an ordinary cultivator, but a high-ranking official like the vice-president... this is a big taboo.
Batista looked around and saw no one was there.
The sender of this letter is not the full name, but only a few initials. In other words, apart from the recipient, it is probably impossible to guess who wrote the letter.
But although he didn't know the abbreviation of the name, he was familiar with it.
Batista rubbed his hands, took the letter out of the pile of letters, and skillfully moved his hands back and forth, quickly opening the envelope completely.
The letter was sealed with wax, a common technique and easy to open.
He read through the contents of the letter as quickly as possible and then took a deep breath.
After reading it, Batista put the letter back into the envelope without any hesitation.
The wax seal on the letter had been broken, but that didn't matter. He quickly took the letter to the fireplace and held it close to the flame.
As long as you get the distance right, the wax will re-dissolve, making it look like it was never opened.
Batista is already very proficient in this technique.
In fact, if the letters written to the novice monks were actually delivered to the recipients, the wax seals had to be resealed.
This gives people the illusion that "perhaps Brother Batista missed my letter."
When he was done, he put the letter back where it had been, and covered it up so that no one would notice it had been moved.
After doing all this, he returned to where he should be and continued to check the letters from other novice monks.
In the blink of an eye, he found a special letter.
The letter was addressed to Thomas—yes, that Thomas, the first of the new batch of novice monks to arrive ashore.
He was once favored by Vice President Conrad, but now he has fallen out of favor due to his incompetence.
Thomas had actually left Batista's jurisdiction, but he was still a "novice monk" and would maintain this status until he became a full knight.
So his letter will be here.
By the way, Thomas is now a little famous in the monastery.
If I remember correctly, this guy is an only child and both his parents are dead?
Could it be written by a relative or elder?
Batista opened the letter with a hint of suspicion.
Although the letter wasn't written by an elder, it was almost the same. It was written by their village chief.
The letter contained no hints, but rather stated clearly that Thomas should study hard and become a true monk as soon as possible. The town's church priest had grown old and was already searching for a successor. The village chief and his colleagues had already reached an agreement with the priest to have Thomas return after completing his studies to succeed him. The villagers agreed that this was a perfect position for Thomas and expressed their support. Not only his own village, but also the people of several surrounding villages, including the town itself, and even the mayor, believed that a local priest was an excellent choice.
The village chief promised that as long as Thomas completed his studies and returned within ten or eight years, he would be the next in line for the position.
For a monk who was born into a farmer's family, this was a dream start to his career.
For someone of the same background, it would be great if he could serve as an altar boy in a small church within ten years.
Batista sneered after reading the letter.
Malice kept appearing and disappearing in his eyes.
He knew that Thomas was a little genius. After all, he had shown rare talent in language, writing, mathematics and other subjects.
Among the new novice monks, those who should have laid down have already laid down, and those who have not laid down and have a future are already in the eyes of the middle and senior management of the monastery.
Although Thomas was now an apprentice knight, spending his days learning martial arts from his instructor, everyone knew that he had not fallen behind in other subjects. In fact, his grades were no less impressive than others.
If he wanted, he could become a priest instead of a knight.
This letter concerns Thomas' future and destiny, his entire life.
If Thomas had started to preside over a church right after completing his studies, then his future would have been quite promising. Not to mention being a bishop, he could even dream of becoming an archbishop.
Of course, the cardinal is just overthinking things.
It was a small piece of paper, but in terms of value, it was no less valuable than a bag full of gold coins! In a sense, it even determined Thomas's life.
After struggling for a while, Batista finally made up his mind, rolled up the letter, and threw it into the fireplace.
There was no one else around.
"Anyway, if the letter is burned, no one will know it was me. With so many people involved in the process, how can you be sure it was me?"
"Even if that brat knew it was me, what could he do? What could he possibly use to fight me?! Besides, this is to keep him away from the devil's temptations. It's for his own good!"
He muttered to himself as he watched the letter turn into a black ash.
He opened another letter, or rather, a package. Inside the package was a wooden box.
This time I gained a lot.
There is so much money in the package!
Which parent, relative or elder sent money to their child again?
Of course Batista would not let go of such a thing.
Money is the devil, and we cannot allow it to tempt young novices into corruption.
Moreover, food and accommodation are all included in the monastery, so there is no need to spend any money!
He put the money away and threw the package into the fireplace. The flames in the fireplace licked the wooden box and devoured it in an instant.
At this time, the other monks in the letter room came back.
Batista no longer dared to burn these letters casually. After all, someone was watching, and burning them all would have a bad impact.
So he got up and left. All that was left were letters, no packages, no money, and no longer worthy of his attention.
Just as he was about to go out, a figure came from outside and the two almost bumped into each other.
Batista took a half step back before he recognized who the other person was.
It was Thomas. Novice Thomas.
"Asshole!" He started to curse. Normally, he would have scolded the other person for ten minutes, but this time he felt a little guilty, so he cursed a few times and left.
Thomas walked into the letter room. "I heard there's a letter for me?"
Thomas was also very curious, and he was more curious about who wrote to him than the content of the letter.
Is there some elder I don't even know? And this elder is undoubtedly doing well, knows where I am, and is able to write to me?
"Is there?" The two monks in the letter room looked at each other. "It seems so. I saw it."
Thomas's identity is a bit ambiguous. On the one hand, he is a novice monk, and on the other hand, everyone has tacitly assumed that he is a member of the monastery, not the kind that may be expelled at any time.
The status of a knight differed from that of others in that it could only be truly achieved through canonization by the Archbishop. This was also why no one desired to become a knight. Not only did the prospects for becoming a knight be limited, but advancement was also relatively slow, especially at the first step.
Thomas quickly searched all the letters and packages, but of course found nothing.
"This..." said the last monk. "Perhaps Brother Batista took it?"
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Thomas left immediately.
Having been in the monastery for so long, he knew where Brother Batista would be.
The direction Batista left just now should not be his living place, but his office.
He should most likely be in his office right now.
In my previous life, it was normal to have a pile of unread emails in my email inbox.
But in this life, he received a letter for the first time. Thomas didn't want to lose it.
Batista was only considered a mid-level manager, so he didn't have his own office. His office was shared by several people.
However, it was already late at this time and it was already dark, so Brother Batista was the only one in the office.
In the room, candlelight shone through the window.
Thomas walked to the window and looked in.
Right at the window, Batista was counting the coins in his hand by the light of the candle.
As if noticing the gaze, Brother Batista turned around and glanced over here.
After seeing Thomas, he smiled, with a hint of mockery and contempt in his eyes.
He was not afraid at all, after all, there was no evidence. Thomas would never know what he had lost.
No matter how talented Thomas is, it’s useless.
The two men looked at each other, and Thomas had no expression on his face.
He didn't know where the letter came from, but he could recognize the expression on the other party's face.
The expression of a perpetrator when he sees his victim helpless.
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