A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

This weapon has a very small curvature, less than that of a Japanese sword, and is sharpened on one side.

According to the common view of people of this era, this weapon can be understood as being somewhere between a sword and a knife.

But the scabbard is a sword scabbard, the straight kind. I guess the sword and scabbard are not original.

When the magic sword is swung, it will produce a conspicuous electric light.

The blue electric light made a slight crackling sound in the air.

Bai Lan struck a Jewish guard on the neck with the back of his knife, causing him to fall to the ground like a bull, his whole body convulsing.

It's hard to tell whether he was knocked down by the impact or by the magic attached to the magic sword.

Anyway, I couldn't stand up for a while.

Then the sword light rose again.

Although the Jews had more people, they were caught off guard and unarmed, so they were knocked to the ground one by one.

All four of them fell to the ground, unable to struggle.

Although there were many people watching, no one expected her to attack them immediately. Those at the back tried to squeeze forward to see what was happening, while those in the front retreated in shock, squeezing together.

Thomas was also really shocked and couldn't speak for a moment.

Could it be that this judge was extremely jealous and hated Jews the most?

Well, this is a common occurrence, not outrageous. You could even imagine a story like this: say someone's family fell into poverty when they were young, and then a Jewish loan shark came to collect the debt, using threats, inducements, intimidation, and insults, causing deep damage to their young heart... and so on.

Anyway, hating Jews is a social consensus.

Janos stepped forward and said, "Captain, this Jewish bond..."

He wanted to explain, but Bai Lan looked at him with such coldness that he couldn't say anything.

On the other side, seeing the savior coming, the man quickly pulled the woman up and walked forward to express his gratitude.

Unexpectedly, Bai Lan swung the scabbard in her hand and hit the two men hard.

The woman was beaten so hard that she staggered around and spun around, then knelt on the ground in a daze. A closer look revealed that the man had shown no mercy at all, beating her head until it was bloody and had a gash on it.

The man was even worse off. He was hit in the face and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with two teeth.

For a moment, the scene was completely silent and both sides of the conflict were speechless.

The onlookers were all silent.

"I don't care who's right or wrong, but this is what happens when you cause trouble on my turf!"

Bai Lan sheathed her knife.

"Also, are you guys just staying here to watch the fun?" Bai Lan looked at Thomas and said coldly.

"Well, Captain, but they..." Janos wanted to explain.

Shouldn't this kind of thing be mediated and handled after understanding the cause and effect?

But before he could finish his words, his vision suddenly blurred.

The scabbard came crashing down and hit him on the temple, making him dizzy. He staggered and leaned against Thomas.

Thomas had not expected the judge to behave in such a way.

What kind of practice is this?

Thomas instinctively thought of a sentence: When Zhou Chu was young, he was fierce and chivalrous, and was a nuisance to the people in his hometown.

Zhou Chu's fellow villagers probably felt the same way as he did at the moment.

But there is no other way at the moment, I can only try to smooth things over.

"Captain, this matter..."

"Did I ask you to speak?" Bai Lan turned with a cold gaze and said coldly.

But he didn't give me any face at all.

Thomas naturally couldn't continue.

"Get out of here! You can't even handle a small matter, you're just a piece of shit!"

Seeing that everyone was silent, Bai Lan turned around and walked away with big strides.

After a long time, several Jews helped each other to get up.

But they didn't dare to continue asking for the debt, so they supported each other and left.

The young couple didn't dare to make a sound amid the mess on the ground and began to pack up their things.

Thomas and his companions returned to their seats on the second floor of the tavern in silence.

The mutton was ready and very fresh and delicious, but no one was in the mood to enjoy the food.

Especially Janos, he could only eat a little bit.

Although Thomas wasn't sure, he guessed that he had a mild concussion.

"Has our captain always been like this?" Thomas asked a soldier uncertainly. He remembered that this man was the most senior, having been here for at least three to five years.

Could it be her period? Or something else went wrong?

"It's always like this," the soldier whispered. "Today is not bad."

"Okay? That's not good...what will happen?"

"They would just cut off their hands and feet, or even kill them on the spot."

"She is so powerful?" Isn't she afraid of meeting a strong person?

"Her sword is incredibly powerful. Any metal weapon that comes into contact with it will instantly become paralyzed by the electric shock," the soldier muttered. "While it won't be fatal, it will instantly turn a warrior into a weakling!"

Even though he knew Bai Lan was not around, he spoke so cautiously... This showed that his fear of Bai Lan was deeply rooted.

"In the entire city of Kiev, anyone with even a little bit of common sense wouldn't dare come here to cause trouble. She's truly audacious in killing people. Furthermore, because of her position as an inquisitor and her family background, even noble lords are willing to give her a break, and ordinary people wouldn't dare offend her."

Thomas gasped.

"I heard...people here often lost their lives before...could it be because of her?"

"If they're tough guys that other Inquisitors won't accept, they'll be assigned here," the soldier said cautiously. "So, if we're fine here, it's fine. But if we have to go out for something... it's usually very troublesome. Even very dangerous. The last time we went to a village to arrest heretics," he said, a look of fear on his face. "Twelve people, only four returned."

Do you completely disregard the lives of your men?

Thomas began to understand.

This is why the clerks and their group had such sympathetic expressions on their faces.

Tsk, this position seems very dangerous!

Chapter 18 Gandalf 1

Although he knew the situation was not good, Thomas had no idea what to do for the time being.

I should have refused firmly at the beginning... If I had refused categorically at the beginning, I probably wouldn't have been assigned here.

But now all the procedures have been completed.

Unless he spends a lot of money to make arrangements, he won't be able to get away.

Even if he tried to bribe people, he wouldn't be able to get away - just look at Bai Lan's domineering attitude. She is an extremely self-centered person.

It's almost impossible to bribe such a person. You can't just give him some money and he'll be fine.

To force your departure would be a violation of the Knights' rules. At the very least, you would be expelled from the order.

As for relying on force to resist, that's definitely overthinking it.

Thomas has seen this legendary magic sword today.

Without this sword, Bai Lan's fighting ability was only at the mid-level level. But with this sword, even Thomas, who was now at that level, had no confidence in winning.

More importantly, this kind of battle is meaningless. Even if we win, what good will it do? The consequences will be severe.

This is why when Giuliano was teaching, he clearly stated that it only makes sense to discuss strength and weakness when the equipment is the same.

In the face of heavy crossbows and muskets, even ten or twenty years of hard training will be of no value.

Thomas has a deep understanding of this.

He once fought with a sword-wielding opponent while holding a dagger. Although the opponent's real strength was not as good as his, he was completely suppressed by the opponent in actual combat.

Taking the magic sword into consideration, Bai Lan's combat power is at least at the elite mid-level or above.

In short, I don’t have any special ideas for the time being, so I can only make do with my life.

After a tasteless lunch, Thomas went to a small shop on the outskirts of the city alone.

He ordered a batch of potion materials here.

Thomas no longer has to be as stingy as he was in the past. He no longer prepares potions box by box, so the amount of raw materials he buys naturally increases.

Therefore, when it comes to purchasing raw materials, it is no longer a case of buying as soon as they arrive, but rather ordering in bulk.

As Thomas knew, potions had no drawbacks other than being expensive.

This small shop is just outside the city wall, very close to the city gate, and is accompanied by several inns and taverns.

Although the store is small and inconspicuous, it is obviously doing good business.

Maybe it’s because they sell some rare items that are not very common.

The shop isn't big, with a classic small shop layout inside—a neat counter divides the shop into two parts, the owner inside and the customers outside. The interior takes up the majority of the space, leaving the outside for customers to sit, which is only about three or four square meters, making it difficult to turn around.

When Thomas came in, there was another person who had arrived earlier than him and took up most of the space.

You can tell it's a stranger from the back, but the cane in this stranger's hand seems very familiar.

The cane is very long, and the shape...is more like a long stick than a cane.

Although it looked familiar, Thomas couldn't remember where he had seen it in such a hurry.

The man was wearing a long grey robe that reached down to his heels, but the edges of the robe didn't look dirty.

This is by no means because Kiev has good civilized urban construction.

In this era, the concept of municipal sanitation is still in its infancy, and there is basically no place that can solve the problem of dirt and mess.

He didn't pay attention to Thomas behind him, but was bargaining with the shop owner about buying something.

This is a small battle in the business world, and the winner is hard to tell for a while.

Thomas suddenly realized why this figure looked so familiar to him. Or rather, he remembered where he had seen this figure before.

It was the night he killed Aral that he met this man.

I saw this guy on the side of the road... He was with another guy wearing a machete, sneaking around on the side of the road. I didn't know what they were doing. He looked suspicious.

A warning signal arose in Thomas's heart.

Over here, the stranger had already finished bargaining with the shopkeeper, who had already started packing the goods—because of his body blocking the view, Thomas couldn't see what he was buying, but it was probably some herbs or something.

Then the man turned around and came face to face with Thomas.

Thomas was stunned.

He knows this guy!

"Gandalf?" Thomas blurted out.

Isn’t this... Gandalf from the “Lord of the Rings” movie that I saw in my previous life?

With messy hair, a hat, a long beard and a grey robe, he looks quite old yet full of energy and vitality... With this dress and this temperament, isn't this Gandalf?

The grey-robed version of Gandalf, not the one who later became white-robed.

In Thomas's previous life, he had seen Gandalf up close at a cosplay event.

Of course, that was just dressing up as Gandalf, with careful dressing and makeup, but the one in front of us is definitely a true performance!

The man was stunned, probably not expecting Thomas to suddenly say that.

"Uh, friend, what did you say? Gandalf? Me?"

"Oh, sorry, I got the wrong person!" Thomas came to his senses and realized his mistake. "Gandalf is a friend of mine... He looks a bit like you."

"Gandalf? Gandalf...Excuse me, what is your friend's last name?"