A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

"Is there anything you want to say?"

There was an indescribable anger flashing in the prince's eyes.

Because the maid in front of him was someone he would never have thought would betray him.

Although it was shocking that the two attendants and maids were members of the Star-Moon Sect, it did not have such a big impact on my heart.

After all, that was just someone I'd been with for three to five years. I had some feelings for him, but only a little.

If you say that the Star-Moon Cultists deliberately disguised themselves, that is also acceptable.

But this maid...had been with him for over ten years. She had been by his side since he was a teenager.

It's not just an ordinary master-servant relationship, they also have sex.

She is called a maid, but in fact she is a concubine or mistress.

After all, Christianity is all about monogamy. But a man's desires cannot be constrained by religion alone.

This is how most illegitimate children of nobles and aristocrats were born these days. Maids were actually the most common mothers of illegitimate children.

Counting up, it must have been fifteen years. Fifteen years! Not only the people, but even the dogs were considered part of the family.

"Why are you doing this?!"

The prince's voice was calm, but his chest rose and fell with his heavy breathing.

Unlike the last time, this incident has disrupted his state of mind and even made him feel desperate and not knowing who to trust.

I originally thought it was just an ordinary journey and a simple political mission, but I didn't expect something like this to happen!

The maid gritted her teeth, lowered her head, and did not answer immediately.

She had nothing to say.

Many things were destined from the beginning, just like Christians and Crescent Moon believers, they were destined not to get along peacefully.

However, if she did that, she would probably be dead. She knew His Highness's temper very well.

Just die like this...

"Your Highness!" The maid lowered her head, knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed for mercy.

Her forehead kept hitting the ground, and soon her skin was scratched. The mud mixed with blood made her look embarrassed and pitiful.

"Please spare my life, Your Highness! I was just momentarily possessed by a ghost..."

The author says:

Author's Note: It seems someone doesn't quite understand the effects of magic that controls humans.

Let me add here the description of the effect of "Dominate Humanity" in orthodox DND.

This spell controls a hostile humanoid creature to join your side and fight for you.

However, each time the creature takes damage, it must make a Will saving throw, and a successful one forces it out of your control.

Also: This magic is supposed to be a fifth-level spell, but I always felt it was too high.

Therefore, this spell can be used to control the enemy and distort their will, but it cannot be used to fight against their instincts. It is impossible to make the enemy commit suicide.

Section 66 Interrogation 2

"Enough!" the prince growled, interrupting the other party.

"Tell me, who told you to do it?" He looked at the woman in front of him with great disappointment. Being able to give her a magic scroll was definitely not something she could do lightly.

"It was the Patriarch," the maid replied. "The Patriarch sent me here. They bribed me to attack the Grand Master..."

"So you did this? Do you know what the consequences will be? Although the Knights Templar are insignificant, Rome cannot ignore such a thing. Even my royal brother would not dare to face the consequences!"

The prince closed his eyes in pain.

Is it a religious factor? After all, Catholicism and Eastern Orthodoxy are two brothers who don't like each other!

If there were no external enemies, a quarrel between brothers would be imminent. Even with the external enemies, there are still many people who hate Catholicism.

But this matter...how to deal with it?

Keeping her was definitely out of the question, but what should I do? Kill her?

However, this thought only flashed through his mind and then disappeared.

"Forget it, at least I didn't make a big mistake... Go away." He waved his hand tiredly. "For the sake of our friendship over the years, I'll forgive you this time. Don't come back!"

The maid stood up in surprise.

When she took action, she had no intention of surviving.

Because even if she succeeds, she will most likely not be able to escape. Others, whether they are from the Knights or the Prince, will not let her go!

But in the end... I didn't expect that I could actually leave like this?

In fact, the so-called Patriarch's instigation is completely nonsense.

She hadn't thought of a suitable reason at all, she just came up with this explanation when the time came.

Not to mention, this statement doesn't stand up to scrutiny at all. A simple comparison and investigation reveals it's full of flaws.

A lie that is easily exposed.

But I didn't expect that the other party actually believed such a trivial lie?

She could see the disappointment in the prince's eyes. So what?

The other party simply didn't understand that she was a spy that the Star-Moon Cult had managed to insert from the very beginning. The reason they chose her was because of her background - all her relatives had been killed in religious conflicts.

How could such a royal noble, living in luxury, understand the pain of a broken family and the hatred of the survivors towards the pagans?

"Your Highness, I am leaving now."

"...Get out! Don't let me see you again!"

The maid's eyes were filled with tears, but when she turned around, her face was full of relief.

He actually... let her go?

The maid's back quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The prince stayed there for a long time, trying to calm himself down, then turned and left.

On the other side, in the convoy camp.

Thomas saw the prince returning.

There was no way not to see it. After all, there were bonfires in the camp and no one dared to go to sleep, waiting for the prince to come back.

He immediately hurried over.

"Your Highness, what are the results of the interrogation?" Thomas asked.

To be honest, he was also curious about what he could get out of the assassin in such a short time.

But it's hard to say. After all, they may know more, and it's normal to break down the assassin's psychological defenses in a short period of time.

"Your Excellency, Grand Commander, I didn't get anything out of you, so I sent you away."

The prince said coldly.

"Drive them away?" Thomas's face turned cold. "The assassination attempt failed, so they just expelled them?"

Is this a trick?

"Don't you understand?" The prince noticed Thomas's expression and raised his voice unconsciously. The emotions he had just felt over the maid's betrayal suddenly came out in a different way. "I've already punished her. There's no one behind her... What? What do you think is wrong?!"

Now it is the Knights begging the Empire!

It’s not the Empire that’s begging the Knights!

What I say is the truth! If I say one, it is one, and if I say two, it is two. If I say one is two, then refer to the first point!

Even if I were to blatantly talk nonsense, would you, as the Grand Master of the Knights Templar, dare to question me?

The tone and volume of his voice had unconsciously traveled quite far.

Everyone around noticed the movement here.

No one dared to look openly, but they all pricked up their ears and listened secretly.

Thomas's smile was also cold. He didn't say anything more, because he had a vague suspicion before.

Now it has just been confirmed.

"I have no objection. Thank you for letting me know, Your Highness." Thomas turned and left.

The Byzantines are not trustworthy at all!

Although he had made this judgment a long time ago, it was only now that he could truly experience it firsthand.

When I read history books in my previous life, I felt that the final demise of Byzantium was quite pitiful.

The last emperor tried his best to resist, but unfortunately he failed in the end.

Very heroic, yet also pitiful, a typical tragic hero.

But looking at the Byzantine Empire now, I feel that its demise was also a historical inevitability. The extinction of this royal family is nothing to be regretted.

The Knights are in need of help right now, so they can't really tear each other apart. They can't afford to offend now. But later...

The news that the assassin was let go by His Highness spread quickly.

Of course, no one dared to say anything on the surface, but in private, they discussed this topic endlessly.

No other accidents happened from then on, and we arrived in Constantinople smoothly the next day.

Thomas and the other two were unconcerned. After all, this was a famous city. Although they had never been there in their past lives, they had seen countless photos of it.

The famous city wall!

To be honest, although it is spectacular to watch in person, it is not amazing to modern people.

The prince's journey was over. But Thomas's journey was not over yet.

From here, you have to take a boat and go through some sea to reach Rhodes Island.

Just a few hundred meters away from the city gate, several officials came to greet them under the escort of a team of guards.

However, they were mainly here to welcome their own prince, and Captain Thomas was just a sidekick.

It means meeting a few unfamiliar officials to get to know them.

According to historical records from the previous life, on the eve of the fall of Constantinople, the entire empire was on the verge of collapse.

But now it is obvious that it can still jump around for a few more years.

Even if Thomas stabs Byzantium in the future, he will not feel any burden at all, and will not have to worry about the consequences of losing his friends. Instead, he will only feel the pleasure of living a life of luxury.

The two officials began to accompany Thomas to the dock port.

This person is a white-haired old man. After taking a quick look at him, I knew that he was not a warrior.

A pure administrative official.

In addition, until he boarded the ship and met hundreds of patrolling soldiers on duty, Thomas did not find a single elite soldier.

From this we can see that the elite are ultimately a minority.

Three Byzantine warships were already waiting at the dock to take Thomas to Rhodes.

Chapter 67 The Mess

It was a rough night.

Although it was his second time on a warship, Thomas unexpectedly found that he could adapt quite well.

Apart from that, the food on the ship was pretty good, not as bad as when rafting on the ice sea.

At daybreak, the vague outline of Rhodes Island could be seen in the distance. Among the numerous islands around it, this one was the largest and most prosperous.

Thomas knew that Rhodes was actually one of the Dodecanese Islands ("Dodecanese" means "Twelve Islands"), and certainly the largest and most fertile. Within this archipelago, another famous island was Patmos. This was a holy site in Eastern Orthodoxy, where St. John received the revelation and wrote the Book of Revelation in the New Testament.

The island is only 11 miles from the nearest land and can be reached by sailboat in a few hours if the wind is favorable. Standing on the island, if the weather is clear and the temperature is suitable, the snow-capped mountains of Asia are almost within reach due to the refraction of the thin air.

Because of its strategic location and fertile land, the island has always controlled the main shipping routes and is a very important stronghold.