A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

A month passed and Thomas found nothing in the cathedral library.

All I can say is that although there were many books in the church, most of them were theological, mainly demonstrating the greatness of God and the fallacy of paganism, as well as other things that Thomas couldn't understand anyway.

There was no mystical scroll that Thomas was looking for.

However, when Crow talked about this matter, he did say that it was obtained from a monastery.

I just don't know which monastery in Kyiv it is.

All I can say is that I will look for them one by one.

Incidentally, despite the crow's claim that this story was quite famous, Thomas hadn't heard of any such legend in recent times. Clearly, the scam had long since failed to sustain itself. Or perhaps, everyone who could be fooled had already been fooled, and no one believed it anymore.

So it is also difficult to find this, because if you come to the store for no reason, they may not allow you to browse the collection.

After all, there wasn't a close connection between the monastery and the Knights Templar. Thomas could look for books in St. Sophia Cathedral in Kiev, but he couldn't just go into the monastery and look for books.

Even if you find the target, pay money (or use some other means) to get permission, and have them lend you the secret scroll to copy, the matter can be easily exposed.

After all, each volume is the foundation for the next. If you're looking for the middle and lower volumes, it's like publicly announcing that you've already mastered the first volume. If the Knights' upper echelons knew about this...

Well, I wouldn't say it's dangerous, but it would at least be troublesome.

So this matter is not that simple.

Thomas finally decided to join the Knights of Judgment.

Really follow those inquisitors, investigate heresy everywhere, eliminate those dangerous pagans, and perform various tasks of this kind.

In this way, it will be easy to have the opportunity to visit various monasteries.

Although this may sound risky, it's actually a lucrative position. Many knights have applied for it. Thomas waited and waited, but there was no vacancy for the Knight of Judgment.

However, since the Knights Templar are so corrupt, there must be loopholes to exploit.

Or rather, the whole church is like this.

If Thomas had some illusions about the Knights Templar back then, he now gave money without hesitation.

Moreover, although this era is corrupt, there are not as many bad people who take money but do not do their job as in Thomas' previous life.

If you take the money, you have to do the work. If you don't do the work, you won't dare to take the money. Otherwise, you will see what it means to go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife!

It’s hard to say about other places, but the customs of the people in Kiev are so simple and honest.

Thomas approached the steward, a man he had met before. Without further ado, he placed a heavy purse on the man's desk and immediately made his request.

Although the other person's hand was on the purse, he did not pick it up, but looked embarrassed.

"Brother Thomas, I understand your feelings, but this matter... well, I can't make the decision," the deacon said softly. "Besides, this position is a bit dangerous. It's said that there are often dangers."

"I'm willing to fight for the glory of God!" Thomas said calmly. "That's exactly my ideal."

"While this position carries both opportunities and risks, due to the inherent risk, the Order will only select the most skilled knights." The man's hand repeatedly stroked the purse, as if petting a beloved cat, but he never picked it up. "So, you may, perhaps, need to pass the assessment."

"Assessment? What assessment?"

"A duel!" the deacon said. "When there are two or more contenders for a position, we usually use this method to resolve disputes. All I can do is allow you to participate in this assessment. If you fail in the duel, there's nothing you can do."

"Thank you for your care," Thomas answered decisively.

The deacon immediately grabbed the purse and, with unspeakable joy, carefully put it into his arms.

"Brother Thomas, go back and wait for news. You will definitely get a reply within three days!" he said.

three days later

A training ground at the Knights' headquarters.

The clerk held the record book and looked at the two people fighting in the field.

Among the two men, one was a newcomer named Thomas, who was still an apprentice knight, and the other was an older knight named Igor.

In addition to the clerk, there were several inquisitors wearing black monk robes watching on the side.

In this era, under normal circumstances, inquisitors were almost all civilian priests, not knights.

After all, in the entire church system, the clergy were the true leadership class, while the knights occupied a subordinate position. This was true whether in Eastern Orthodox, Catholic, or Protestant Christianity.

These judges are here to select talents.

In this day and age, judging heresy is a very dangerous job.

Even cornered dogs and rabbits will bite, let alone dangerous heretics and pagans.

Furthermore, the power of the pagans in this land of Rus cannot be underestimated. The Grand Duke does not want to see unrest, so the position of Inquisitor is more suitable than anywhere else. At least, it cannot be as unbridled as in other places, and there are many constraints.

Many times, one cannot rely on the lord's armed forces and can only hope that the forces around him are strong enough.

Not to mention that among the pagans, there are not only believers of indigenous gods, but also some even more terrifying beings.

The fearless Berserker is only the least dangerous of them all.

Therefore, every judge hopes to be surrounded by a sufficiently elite team.

In this way, if you rush into a village to arrest a pagan and then find that all the pagans in the village are armed, you at least have a chance to retreat successfully.

In this way, it becomes normal to watch this kind of competition.

Besides the judges, there were many more people watching the fun. Of course, there was no need to pay attention to these people.

The two men were fighting fiercely in the center of the venue, and the sound of metal clashing fiercely continued.

Knight Igor seemed to have taken the initiative, while Thomas only defended and did not attack.

But in fact, no matter how Igor attacked, he could not do anything to Thomas on the opposite side.

Igor's legs kept moving, seeking breakthroughs from all directions, while Thomas' legs remained motionless, concentrating on countering the opponent's moves, clearly retaining some strength.

At this point, anyone with a discerning eye could see who had the advantage.

Everyone knew that in this kind of fight, Knight Igor's physical exertion was far greater than Thomas's, and Thomas was younger and stronger. If this continued, after one or two hundred rounds, Igor would undoubtedly be defeated.

The internal struggle within the Knights didn't have to be a life-and-death struggle. It didn't even require anyone to be defeated; saving some face was good.

"Stop!" The clerk spoke in time to stop the competition.

In the arena, Knight Igor had to retreat.

Thomas sheathed his sword and bowed. "Thank you, Brother Igor, for your guidance."

Knight Igor could only nod, turn around and leave without saying anything more.

The Knights were, after all, a Knight Order, and the strongest came first. He was not as skilled as the others, but there was nothing he could do about it. Naturally, he was in a bad mood, and being able to maintain this composure was already the limit.

Section 13 Changing Positions 2

"Congratulations, Brother Thomas!" The clerk congratulated and recorded it in the book.

In addition to recording the name of the winner, Thomas's strength evaluation should also be recorded.

No matter how you evaluate Thomas's strength, he is at the upper mid-level.

Seeing this kind of strength, several judges looked at each other in surprise and exchanged glances, each of them wanting to recruit this young man into their team.

After all, at this age, he has this kind of strength, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a "genius".

Maybe Thomas could break through the bottleneck and be promoted to elite in any battle? With an elite as an attendant, the Inquisitor's own safety factor would be guaranteed.

However, there are several people here, so it is not easy for them to compete directly.

Judges have a relationship with each other. You can't just tear your face off and grab something good when you see it. That would be too disgraceful.

So at this moment, several judges looked at each other, but no one spoke first.

So it was the clerk who spoke.

"Brother Thomas, now that you have passed the assessment, is there a position you would like to take? Or is a vacancy sufficient?" asked the clerk.

"Can I go wherever I want?" Thomas was curious.

"Of course not. It's a two-way choice. You have to go, and the other party has to be willing to accept you." The clerk spoke, glancing at the judges. Several judges were interested in this talent, but it was clear that they hadn't reached a consensus yet.

Should I delay Thomas and wait patiently for the judges to reach a consensus... or should I let Thomas go back and wait for news? This was the question.

"Then I'd better look for a vacancy," said Thomas.

He had never been in contact with the Inquisitors before and was completely unfamiliar with the higher-ranking Inquisitors. In fact, he was a complete newbie in the entire Kiev Church system, so where did he get so many connections from?

Even though there were several judges in front of him, he didn't recognize any of them.

Without knowing these people's personalities, abilities and evaluations, it is naturally impossible to choose.

"Wait," just as the clerk was about to introduce several judges, a voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman walking towards them.

It was a tall woman, and it was she who was speaking.

Like the other women on Ross' side, she had blonde hair and blue eyes. But unlike other women, she had short hair, wore leather armor and pants, and wore leather boots.

It wasn't just any ordinary leather armor, but one that was custom-made for the body. The armor was worn directly over the bodysuit, covering the entire torso.

The arm armor on both arms extends all the way to the forearms, perfectly connecting with the wrist guards.

There is also a collar around the neck.

He wore a sword, the quality of which was unknown, but the scabbard was extremely gorgeous, inlaid with gold and silver.

He is very tall, but has a very cold expression.

It can be said that this woman walked all the way here with an arrogant attitude.

"Sister Bai... Sister Bai Lan?" The clerk's voice seemed a little stammering. "Why are you here?"

"I'm shorthanded here, needing a deputy captain," the woman said. "That's why I came to you for help."

The clerk's mouth twitched. "Sister Prynne, if I remember correctly, your team was supplemented last month," he said. "That time, we were also short of a vice-captain."

"He's dead." The woman glanced around. "So now we're short of people again."

"Again... again... dead again?" The clerk's voice began to stutter.

"I'm here to reinforce the staff, not to be questioned!" The voice of the woman named Bai Lan became stern.

Even several judges subconsciously stepped back.

"Is this a newcomer?" The woman's eyes fell on Thomas, and she snatched the file book from the clerk's hand.

Of course, the first thing I saw was the record about Thomas.

"Frak Thomas?" the woman asked.

"It's me, please..."

"I need a vice-captain," Bai Lan said. "You are the one!"

The clerk's mouth twitched for a few moments, but he finally seemed to resign himself to his fate. He took the booklet back from the other man's hand and added a few lines. After he finished, he looked up at Thomas. "Brother Thomas, this is Judge Bai Lan..."

The judge...is a woman?

Are there still female judges these days?

These Orthodox guys are really...heretical to the extreme!

No, it should be said that even heresy is not so exaggerated.

For such a heretic, you still organize knights and inquisitors to try other heretics... Do you have the nerve to do that?

Thomas complained in his heart.

But he still had memories of his past life, so he was relatively open to the idea of ​​gender equality. A female judge was fine, so what?

"Come to my base this afternoon!" After saying this, the woman named Bai Lan left. "I still need to find a few more soldiers!"

Thomas looked around and saw sympathy in more than one person's eyes.

It seems...something bad happened.

"Um...even if I am under the command of Inquisitor Bai Lan?"

"Yes, become a vice-captain." The clerk nodded vigorously. "This is a rare opportunity. If you served under another Inquisitor, you would be an ordinary attendant. It would take many years of service to become a vice-captain."

"I want to ask, why does the church here... allow a woman to be a judge?" Thomas ignored the other party's words and asked directly.

"Her family is very powerful!" the clerk finally told the truth. "No one dares to offend them."