A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

Working in the archives is a very leisurely job, but only if you want it to be leisurely.

As long as the older files are put into the warehouse for exchange and the newer files are placed outside for people to consult, there is basically nothing else to do.

Even if the files are lost, it's no big deal.

Anyway, with the technology these days, there is no way to check it, there is absolutely no evidence!

If you don’t want to relax, there will always be work to do!

This was an era without computers and information systems, and everything relied on human power and brainpower.

Thomas pushed the door, which was ajar and opened immediately.

He moved very quietly and made little noise.

By candlelight, I saw Knight Reynard polishing a suit of armor.

It was obvious at a glance that this was a brand new suit of armor that Thomas had recently purchased from Milan, Italy.

After becoming wealthy, Thomas didn't skimp on equipment. He purchased a large quantity of high-quality armor from the most prestigious armor and weapons manufacturers in Italy. Full members of the Order could receive a new set of armor upon application.

I didn't expect that Mr. Leonard also secretly got a pair...

Well, he is also an official member of the Knights Templar.

But Thomas knew that the old man was too old to wear armor or wield weapons.

He's already in his seventies and eighties! It's not his turn to fight!

Moreover, he was not only wiping his armor, but he was also crying.

There was no crying sound, but tears were falling from his eyes.

Flowing across the face, gathering at the chin.

His back was to Thomas, but Thomas's spiritual field was now very sensitive to changes in other people's faces.

Thomas suddenly understood the old knight's feelings.

An old horse in the stable still aspires to run a thousand miles; a martyr in his old age...

If it really is no use, then there won't be any unbridled ambition. Probably just a sigh. "... Liang, I can no longer fight the enemy on the battlefield..."

His achievements were not yet complete and his life was nearing its end. Not to mention ordinary people, even Zhuge Liang would shed tears!

Aging and death are things that even wise men and sages cannot understand, let alone ordinary people like them.

"Cough!" Thomas coughed lightly.

The old knight wiped away his tears as quickly as possible, turned around, and was surprised to see that it was the Grand Commander.

"Grandmaster...how are you..."

Seeing that it was the Grand Commander, Leonard was afraid that the tears on his face were not wiped clean, so he quickly wiped them twice with his hands and then forced a smile on his face.

"Why are you here free?"

"Ah, this, Sir Reynard," said Thomas. "Christ sent me."

"Christ?" The expression on Leonard's face was wonderful.

"Christ told me that you are determined to protect the Knights." Thomas glanced at the brand new armor in the distance.

Leonard noticed Thomas's subtle expression and looked a little embarrassed.

It was a complete waste for him to receive such expensive armor.

Because of his physical condition, he was no longer allowed to wear armor and go into battle.

If you really put on this heavy armor, let alone fighting, you would find it difficult to walk, and you would fall down after running a few steps.

As expected, the Grand Commander came to call for punishment!

"Grand Master, this... I just saw the announcement of the Knights Templar. Everyone can receive a set of Milan armor..." Leonard also knew that he was not in the right in this matter, and his voice became softer and softer.

"You know, I..." he wanted to say, but in the end he couldn't say it.

There are some emotions that others really cannot understand.

But it is true.

"No, Knight Reynard, will you... fight for Christ once more... and for me?"

"For you?" Leonard was shocked. What did this mean?

Although he was filled with regret and reluctance, he knew very well that he could no longer go into battle.

Chapter 255 Old Knight 3

"I can restore your youth and vitality." Thomas said calmly.

Leonard's expression froze.

Whatever he wanted to say was stuck in his throat, and not a single syllable came out.

"That's not all," Thomas said. "I can also give you great power."

"Of course, I won't force you. You can think about it," Thomas said. "I'll come back tomorrow night."

He turned around to leave when he heard a dull sound behind him.

Knight Reynard had already knelt.

"I do!" Leonard said immediately, tears streaming down his face.

At this moment, he would be willing to make a deal even with the devil.

Even if Thomas immediately took out a piece of fiery red parchment and asked him to sign it, there would be no problem. He would sign his name immediately.

In Christianity, people kneel to God, not to men.

At this moment, Leonard used his actions to fully demonstrate his attitude.

"Come to my place tomorrow morning," Thomas said. "Just remember to skip breakfast."

……

Early the next morning, Louis arrived at the training ground early.

The atmosphere today is much better than yesterday.

Instructor Mansreti is still here to guide everyone in practicing martial arts, but the people are still the same, but the atmosphere is not the same as yesterday.

Whether they are rookies or experts, everyone has become much more serious.

"Coach Mansreti!" Louis came up and saluted Mansreti.

Although he was Thomas's follower, Thomas was the Grand Commander and naturally did not have much time to teach Louis martial arts.

Louis learned all his martial arts from Mansreti.

"Louis, go do some exercise and warm up first." Mansreti said casually.

Louis now has all the basic skills, and what he needs is sparring and actual combat.

Louis responded, and just when he was about to start exercising, he saw a familiar figure.

It's Mr. Leonard.

Leonard was old and no longer participated in these daily training sessions, but he would still come to places like the martial arts arena from time to time to watch others practice.

Although he seemed experienced and was a veteran knight, his eyesight was actually not very good. He could no longer see the subtle changes in techniques, so he was unable to provide any useful guidance to the younger generation.

If you can't even see the details clearly, there's naturally no question of guidance or instruction.

He knew this himself, so when he came here he just stood by and watched without saying anything.

An expression of envy would appear on his face from time to time.

Everyone understands the old man's feelings and never pays attention to him.

But the old man didn't look for long today. He probably just stopped and looked for a while and then left.

Heading towards the temporary headquarters of the Knights.

No one cared about it, including Louis.

After warming up, start sparring with others.

Mansreti would watch from the sidelines and guide the students on any technical flaws.

A moment later, a horn blew in the distance. Looking up, I saw a flag fluttering over the harbor.

Now, because the temporary headquarters has been relocated, changes in the port will be communicated in this way.

This flag means... the Knights' fleet has returned to Rhodes Island.

Louis had known that Thomas was mobilizing the army in Smyrna with the intention of attacking the enemy, and it seemed that the fleet had arrived earlier than expected.

He said hello to Coach Mansreti, immediately left the training ground, untied a horse at the side (the Knights had no shortage of horses now), and ran over there.

We must go to the dock immediately to check the situation, and after confirming that everything is correct, tell Thomas the news as soon as possible.

Thomas gave instructions about this a few days ago.

Soon, Louis arrived at the temporary headquarters.

As mentioned before, the main fleet of the Knights has arrived.

Originally, the main fleet was stationed in Smyrna for a long time, but was recalled to Rhodes Island by a letter from Thomas.

He reached the door but was stopped by two guards.

"I'm Louis!" Louis was a little surprised.

As Thomas's follower, he was never hindered by anything.

"Ah, Louis, the Grand Master ordered..." The guard was confused. "He has something to discuss with Knight Reynard and doesn't want to be disturbed."

"But the Grand Commander asked me to report military intelligence before," said Louis.

The guards looked at each other, seemingly unsure of what to do. On the one hand, it was the Grand Commander's order, and on the other hand, Louis was also here under the Grand Commander's orders.

"Then you may go in," one of the guards finally gave in. "But remember, the Grand Master is probably discussing something important. Don't make any loud noises."

Louis was puzzled.

Knight Reynard is in charge of the archives.

In other words, they were responsible for managing "expired" files. The actual personnel information of the Knights Templar remained in the hands of the logistics officers and financial officers.

These things are used every day, so they should be kept in your own hands and cannot be handed over to the archives.

Only those archival materials that have expired, are temporarily no longer needed, and are cumbersome will be handed over to Knight Reynard to be sorted, filed, and stored for future investigation.

Just like the archives over there in Smyrna.

Knight Reynard helped organize the records, but after they were completed, they were not handed over to him for safekeeping, but to the civilian knights for use in matters such as tax collection and conscription. Knight Reynard could only take a copy and send it to the archives for review.

Knight Leonard like this... Is there anything that needs to be discussed in detail with Thomas?

What kind of important matter could there be in the archives that requires the commander-in-chief to personally inquire about and make a decision?

He was confused and his pace naturally slowed down.

Not in Thomas's living room, but over here in the drawing room.

The door of the reception room was tightly closed, and it was obvious that it was locked from the inside.

Louis knocked on the door carefully several times.

"Who? What's the matter?" As expected, Thomas's impatient voice came from inside.

Then the door opened, but only a crack, revealing Thomas's face.

"Louis, what's the matter?" Thomas looked obviously unhappy.

"Knight Andrea has arrived with the fleet." Louis said in a low voice.

The door was only a crack open, so he couldn't see what was going on inside, but he heard noises from the other side.

It was Leonard's voice, the old man was crying.

But with Louis' experience, he couldn't tell whether the crying was out of joy or out of sorrow.

"I understand, I'll be there soon!" Thomas said, then closed the door.