A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

"Should we attack the county capital, Zataizi, directly, or attack the border defenders from behind and cooperate with allies to eliminate them...that's the question!" Crow said. "A direct attack on Zataizi would certainly be a lasting victory, but failure would mean the entire plan is largely ruined. Ah, an army without backup, with a small number of men and only enough food and supplies to last a month or two..."

"But if we attack the defenders from behind and cut off their supply lines, that would be no problem at all," said Giuliano.

"Yes, the chances of success are very high. The border troops will definitely be defeated, but the price is that this will give the city of Zataizi enough time to prepare for defense. The subsequent siege will be difficult to fight."

"Even if an isolated city with no support is difficult to defeat, it's only a matter of time!" Giuliano said. "I'm afraid it's not an isolated city. So if it were me, I would choose to attack Zatazhi directly."

"But on this matter, Count Svetopelk has the final say." Crow sighed. Although it was a strategic arrangement with a high chance of success, it was still not perfect.

But this is the case with most things in the world. Who can have everything go smoothly and as they wish?

"If it were Count Svetopelk..." Giuliano pondered for a moment. "I wonder if he would choose Zataez."

"All nobles are like that." Crow sighed again. "Of course, not attacking Zataizi City isn't wrong."

The two were silent for a while.

"We can only do our best."

A gust of evening breeze blew, chilling the body. When I looked at the sunset again, it had already sunk below the horizon. Only a few remaining rays of sunset illuminated the world.

……

On the other side, as the sunset faded, Thomas focused his attention on the damaged godhead.

Today, he learned the nameless secret technique, as well as two sets of magic: Destroying Evil and Destroying Good.

Like the Qi-raising Slash, the Evil-Slaying Slash and the Good-Slaying Slash are also the knight's magic.

Very simple magic.

Magic that can be used in conjunction with swordsmanship is not complicated or difficult.

If it becomes complicated, it will not be used by knights.

The principles of both magics are very simple - extract energy from the magic net and then throw it out.

It's no different from the Qi-raising Slash.

However, there is an additional prerequisite, which is to discard the energy with inconsistent properties.

Gathering all the energy that humans "feel" comfortable, or at least not uncomfortable, is the Evil Slash. It primarily targets non-human monsters, or those who practice evil magic and worship evil gods.

The other way around is to use the "Break Good Slash" skill, but the target is reversed. For example, it is particularly effective against the knights of the church.

The principle is simple, and it is not difficult to do in practice.

As long as you spend a little effort on magic, you can naturally comprehend it. Of course, it will be faster if someone guides you and points out the key points.

As for the secret technique, that is another matter.

The scroll of the secret art costs one hundred and fifty florins, but the secret art itself is taught free of charge.

Although Crow didn't master it himself, he knew how to practice it.

In fact, he just practiced over and over without any results.

As for the scroll, Thomas was also worried that Crow had practiced it incorrectly. He needed the original version as a reference to ensure he didn't make any mistakes.

This secret technique is different from ordinary exercise methods and does not focus on muscle training. Specifically, it consists of three parts: a special meditation method, a set of movements similar to radio gymnastics, and a set of self-massage techniques for various parts of the body.

Meditation, similar to the meditation method Thomas already mastered, but not standing, but sitting and lying.

It is easy to get started for those who have practiced other meditation methods.

Thomas had now completed a comprehensive spiritual practice: he had done the radio exercises, the meditation, and of course the massage.

No feeling at all.

He obviously has no talent.

Fortunately, Thomas still has his damaged godhead.

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A ball of divine power was poured into him, and Thomas immediately felt his skin all over his body getting hot, especially the parts that had just been exercised and were particularly hot.

The change lasted only a short time before disappearing, like a hot bath.

But Thomas knew immediately that the secret was real.

The crow had not lied to him.

However, this secret technique is probably extremely talent-intensive. Those with insufficient talent simply cannot master it in their limited lifetime. Because it would take too long, it would lose its value.

The effect of a ball of divine power, if it is for the humanities, is to directly turn an unfamiliar foreign language into a level where one can barely understand half a sentence out of three.

If it is martial arts, it means turning unfamiliar techniques into relatively proficient ones, so that they can be used freely in non-combat situations.

As for this secret technique, it seems to be just the beginning and has not yet shown any effect.

However, as long as he can accumulate proficiency, Thomas will not be afraid. After all, he has a damaged godhead!

With beautiful dreams in his mind, Thomas lay on the bed, ready to fall asleep.

Originally, Thomas thought that martial arts was just one of his necessary skills, but after seeing Crow's Thunder Step today, his mind was slightly shaken.

He still remembered that when he asked Vice Dean Conrad, he had clearly told him that martial arts training could make people stronger, but there was a limit to how strong they could become. Martial arts only allowed us to better utilize our strength. As for wanting to become extraordinary, it was impossible.

In Conrad's eyes, human limits are there, and no matter how much you train, you can only get close to that limit.

But now, Thomas was certain that martial arts could be extraordinary.

Because today, the speed of the crow was absolutely beyond imagination.

According to memories from previous lives, the theoretical maximum speed for humans in the 100-meter sprint is 9.48 seconds, but Bolt has increased his speed to 9.58 seconds, approaching the theoretical limit.

But the crow's speed today...that instant increase in speed was definitely higher than Bolt's!

It was precisely because of this speed that Thomas was caught off guard.

If we talk about instantaneous explosion and acceleration, it would be even more exaggerated.

Of course, speed depends on the object of reference. If measured against the speed of quadrupeds, a crow's speed is definitely not high.

It's incomparable to bullets, arrows and the like.

This world's technological backwardness made them unaware of the ultimate human speed limit. Therefore, ordinary people, upon seeing Crow's Thunder Step, would simply think he was fast, without giving it much thought.

But Thomas realized that this was extraordinary. It had truly exceeded the theoretical upper limit of human speed.

Extraordinariness doesn't require flashy effects.

It doesn't mean that you are extraordinary if you run at the speed of wind, sound or light.

And the crows are just elite troops after all.

The elites are already extraordinary, so what is the concept of protecting the country, which is a higher level than the elite?

And this extraordinary power is not like magic.

Magic takes decades of practice, and the reward may be just a few minutes of extraordinary power.

However, it was clear that Crow could use this ability freely. Even if his physical strength was exhausted, he could just rest for a while and use it again.

When I woke up, it was already dawn.

The work in the church was easy. Today's task was the same old routine: accompanying a priest to a village outside the city for a funeral.

It was said to be outside the city, but it was actually very close. Thomas didn't even miss lunch when he returned.

After lunch, we rested for a while and then went to the martial arts field to exercise.

Now Thomas is the only one using this training ground.

Thomas had just finished warming up and had not yet started formal exercise when he saw a figure appear in the yard.

It's Giuliano.

"Teacher Giuliano?" Thomas looked at him in surprise. "Why are you here?"

Giuliano smiled, then suddenly stepped forward and picked up a training sword.

"It's been a while. Come on, let's see if you've made any progress!"

The two men quickly began to practice sparring.

When it was all over, Thomas was already sweating profusely. But Giuliano was not at all relieved. His forehead was also covered with beads of sweat.

If someone were watching from the sidelines, they would easily assume that the two people were equally matched.

"How long ago was the last time I practiced with you?" Giuliano couldn't help but be amazed at the student's progress.

In two years, just two years, he had grown from a novice who knew nothing to someone who could compete with him.

Although this strength has not been tested in actual combat, it is hard to say how much it can be fully utilized. However, this speed of improvement is definitely genius-level.

"About half a year now," Thomas said. "Are you here on business this time?"

Want to meet me by the way?

"No, I'm here for you this time," said Giuliano.

"I?"

"As a student, you have graduated." Giuliano smiled, took the water bottle handed to him by Thomas, and took a big sip.

"Ah..." Thomas was a little surprised.

But it’s normal to think about it.

After all, when it comes to martial arts, to put it bluntly, a master can only teach you the basics, but the practice is up to you. Giuliano taught himself everything he should have.

"You're not the first one in the monastery. There are five or six others... all of whom are considered the first batch of graduates," said Giuliano.

"You are one of the new novice monks who came here."

The Chomutov Monastery is essentially a church school. Unlike ordinary schools, the graduation time of new students is not fixed.

If the teacher thinks you have graduated, you have graduated.

Speaking of which, Thomas and his group of novice monks have been in the monastery for more than two years.

This time may not be long, but it may not be short.

Those with connections, means, and backgrounds should also leave the monastery and enter the path of prosperity that is truly destined for them. After all, most of them will not stay in the Chomutov Monastery for the rest of their lives, but will go to various other church organizations.

Of course, if one had no money or connections, then remaining in the monastery as an ascetic could be considered a promising path. Based on seniority, one could eventually rise to the middle class. For monks from the lower classes, this was acceptable.

"A new dean is here, didn't you know?"

"I know." Although he had never seen it, the matter wasn't a secret. After all, Cardan City was only two or three days' walk from the monastery. Even with the slow speed of information transmission in this era, it was easy to get such important news.

"I've managed to get a letter of recommendation from the new dean for you," Giuliano said, pulling out a document.

The new abbot had been parachuted in from high up. It would take some time for him to fully control the monastery. At a time when the abbot was new and still struggling to get up to speed on the monastery's business, it wouldn't be difficult for Giuliano to obtain a letter of recommendation.

The new abbot will not offend the important middle-level leaders of the monastery as soon as he arrives.

But if Thomas wanted to get this letter of recommendation, he would have to spend a lot of money. It would cost dozens of florins.

The letter of recommendation was simple and was addressed to a knightly order. It stated that Thomas, a knight's apprentice, was pious and skilled in warfare and hoped to join the order to serve God.

"The Knights?" Thomas was surprised and delighted.

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Thomas originally thought he would need to meet elite standards to join the church's knightly order. He didn't expect that a letter of recommendation would be enough.

All we can say is that he doesn't have a deep enough understanding of the church system.

After all, most of the time is spent on martial arts training.

But... why does the name of this knight order sound so unfamiliar?

Thomas remembered the three major orders of knights from his past life: the Knights Hospitaller, the Knights Templar, and the Teutonic Knights. But he also knew that in addition to these three famous orders, there were also the Order of the Sword, the Order of Santiago, and others.

But what the hell is this Sunflower Knights?

Unheard of!

And this location...

Kievan Rus?