A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

The matter was quickly settled. Ferdinand's entire family was in dire straits... No, this wasn't "bad luck"; it was a disaster.

The second topic is another matter.

Someone brought out a book.

This book... well, everyone here knows about it.

In just a few months, a divine book spread rapidly in the city of Rome.

The lower classes may not know about it yet, but the higher-ups in the church have already gotten a copy.

If Thomas were present, he would have no difficulty recognizing that this was the "Third Volume of the Nameless Book".

Of course, this is a handwritten copy, and no one knows how many times it has been copied.

After all, the book is not thick, and a professional copyist can copy it in a day or two.

Now the question is... Is this a blasphemous forgery or a lost holy book?

After all, although this book has no author's name, anyone can tell that its author is a Christian priest. At least the author speaks in the tone of a Christian priest.

Different people have different opinions on this matter.

But one thing is certain... the contents of this book are all bullshit.

Or in other words, it's all heresy!

After all, who among these people is not well versed in theology? They all know whether it is true or false.

In any case, there is absolutely no such thing as an unknown saint in orthodox doctrine. This guy is most likely a demon aliasing an imposter.

but……

This unknown saint is really effective.

Ascetics who have lost their magic and have to start their training from scratch can actually restore their magic by praying to the unknown saint.

It cannot be said that everyone can do it, but there is no doubt that there is a certain probability of gaining the favor of the "Unknown Saint" and restoring some of the soul power.

That would be a difficult thing to handle.

So, although everyone knows what is going on in their hearts, the way they say it out loud is completely different.

Some people say that the restrictions on magic are the will of God and the arrangement of Jesus Christ. Violating it is treason and heresy.

This heresy must be resolutely prohibited!

Others firmly believe that this is undoubtedly a lost holy text.

After all, not only does the author speak in the tone of a priest, but the content also does not conflict with the fundamental teachings of Christianity.

Of course this kind of thing should be promoted vigorously.

Immediately spread it to all monasteries and ask all monks (especially those who have exhausted their magic) to pray every day.

There is no doubt that the church will benefit greatly from this.

Of course, there are still people who remain indifferent, believing that such things cannot be banned outright, nor can they be promoted vigorously.

Anyway, the church is definitely beneficial at this stage...but who knows what hidden dangers may exist.

After all, the sudden appearance of such a book here is likely to be a conspiracy.

In this case, we might as well just ignore it, neither admitting it as a true scripture nor calling it heresy.

If something happens in the future, the church can also shirk responsibility.

After a detailed discussion, the Pope agreed to temporarily choose the third option.

It can only be said that the bureaucratic system can only make this choice.

Compared with the first two topics, the third topic did not go smoothly.

Because the next question is - who to send to clean up the mess of the Knights.

The situation is clear; the risks now outweigh the benefits.

Now, if anyone were to become the commander-in-chief, he would have no way to escape once the enemy fleet arrives.

Even if you want to escape, you can't.

Because by the time you "see" the wind, you have no chance of escape. A merchant ship can never outrun a warship.

Although protecting the country is powerful, it does not mean that you will not die.

However, there are still people who want to take advantage of the opportunity.

After all, being appointed Grand Master of the Order is one thing, but taking up the post is another.

As long as he is promoted to Protector of the Nation, then delaying taking office... is also feasible.

If Rhodes Island had already been conquered before he arrived, that would have been even better. He would even have a ready-made reason.

Most people kept silent and listened, but a few were still arguing.

Chapter 38 Phantom Wolf 1

Outside the reception room, two guards were standing guard.

These two are not ordinary guards, they are warriors with elite strength or above, so they can be assigned to this critical and glorious position.

But to be honest... uh, this guard position is very boring.

Because there are more outposts outside, it is impossible for ordinary people to come here and disturb the meeting of so many important people.

Those who are qualified to disturb are all inside.

Those who are not qualified will definitely be kept out.

Foreign enemies are attacking...that's simply impossible!

So this honorable position meant that the two guards could only listen to the noise inside and chat to pass the time.

It should be said that this building itself is very cleverly designed. Although the guards at the door were only separated by a wall and a door, they could hear the faint noises of quarreling inside, but they couldn't make out what was being said.

They could only guess what was happening inside based on the noise and movement.

"They're now..." a guard said. "They should be discussing the selection of the Grand Master. Who do you think will win?"

"Master Terra," another guard said without hesitation. "Although the others are also competitive, if we really go by qualifications, Master Terra is definitely number one."

His voice was full of envy.

In this world, elites are common, but those who protect the country are rare.

Being able to rely on this opportunity to become a protector of the country... For those prominent families, the risks may outweigh the opportunities, but for them, it is definitely something to be envied.

"I don't think so," replied the companion.

"Why do you say that? Who is more qualified than Lord Terra?" The guard was puzzled.

"Well, because I overheard a conversation between several cardinals yesterday... The Holy See... I don't want to waste a divine revelation!"

You can't use the divine revelation spell whenever you want. It is an eighth-level spell and costs one million florins.

Few people can afford this price these days, but... there are some.

On average, such a fat sheep appears every ten years or so.

As for what became of these people, it's hard to say. The church never discusses their whereabouts, nor does it reveal their names. They even deliberately create cover-ups, using white noise tactics to announce a large number of names to confuse the public.

Whether they're protecting the country or halfway to protecting the country, they're still human. They have the same pair of eyes and two nostrils, but who can tell them apart unless they're actually on the verge of war? Even then, you wouldn't be able to tell them apart!

"Not wasting divine revelation... then..." The guard was shocked. That would be like giving up Rhodes Island and the Knights at the same time.

Outsiders may not know this, but they know it very well - there really are national defenders in this world.

At least, in the Star-Moon Cult camp, there really is!

The noise in the room died down, and the quarreling sound disappeared in an instant.

Apparently something crucial had happened that rendered the dispute moot.

Then the orderly voice of the Holy See was heard, as if asking for advice.

This sound had appeared before, and was immediately followed by a quarrel among the cardinals, but this time it was quiet.

There is no response.

After a while, the door opened and the participants filed out.

Obviously, the new leader has been chosen.

The two guards stood straight and maintained a solemn posture.

I could talk and chat casually just now, but now these important people are passing by me, so I have to be in top form.

A guard saw something on the distant wall...Huh?

He let out a cry of surprise and couldn't help rubbing his eyes, fearing that he had seen it wrong.

But his voice caught the attention of a group of bishops and cardinals.

These are not ordinary people, and there is no shortage of spellcasters who have access to high-level magic networks.

Anyone who can touch the seventh layer of the magic network will gradually transform into a magical creature under its influence. In this process, all aspects of human attributes will be enhanced, including vision.

"There's an assassin!" A loud shout immediately broke the silence of the night sky.

The next moment, the surroundings became lively.

Someone cast a spell, and a white light suddenly fell from nowhere, illuminating a figure in the darkness.

The figure was covered in a black robe, with black gloves on his hands, and a weapon on his back that was not sure whether it was a sword or something else.

A typical image of a spy assassin.

But now his whereabouts had been exposed. No matter what the assassin had originally intended, his only option now was to escape.

Because guards from all directions are coming here after hearing the news.

The assassin did just that. He turned and ran.

Unfortunately, the magic just now was continuous, and the light enveloped his head.

The unrest was expanding and the entire Vatican City was quickly in turmoil.

Thomas was also awakened by the noise outside.

Damn, what’s going on?

Looking out the window, I saw many torches lit in the darkness and heard various shouts.

Those who didn’t know would think that the enemy was attacking the city.

Thomas was alert and quickly stood up. He put on his armor first and then his monk's robe.

When I pushed the door open, I saw a group of monks, deacons, and priests passing by. They were almost all naked, with only a few ascetics wrapped in rough robes woven from nettles. They all held holy vessels, crosses, and weapons - in this era, this combination was not out of place.

“What’s going on?” Thomas asked.

"There is an assassin attacking the Holy See!" shouted the leading monk, and then left with his men.

Thomas felt that this approach was completely counterproductive. After all, a large crowd would create chaos, and chaos would provide an opportunity for assassins to exploit. But he couldn't stop them; he could only watch them leave.

Then he saw from afar a figure shrouded in light jumping over the wall in front of him.

It was probably a wall of about three meters… This kind of jumping ability required either a master of physical skills or extraordinary abilities.

And this light...why was there a light covering his head? But he didn't understand.

"Thomas," a voice suddenly said.

Thomas turned around and saw none other than his cheap teacher.

All my attention was drawn to that figure just now, and I didn't notice how the cheap teacher appeared.

"Teacher." Thomas bowed.

Although he is a cheap teacher, but... he is really generous.

If nothing else, this generosity alone deserves Thomas's respect.

"Did you see that just now?" The teacher pointed in the direction where the man had just gone.

“I see,” Thomas said.