A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

The leader was a young man about sixteen or seventeen years old.

The man had a slender figure, fair skin, and was dressed in luxurious clothes. One could tell at a glance that he was the kind of young master who was not used to working and had never been exposed to the wind and sun.

He was not the only one in the team. Most of the others were young men and women of the same age.

Dirk saw this and took the initiative to greet him with a smile. "Lord Vsevolod, how come you have time to come out today? Didn't you say you were going to start martial arts training?"

"My coach is a little sick, so I took the opportunity to go out for a walk." The young man glanced away from Dierko and looked at Thomas behind him.

"Who is this?"

"This is my relative Thomas. He is from another place and is not familiar with this place yet. Please don't mind me." Dierke quickly pulled Thomas.

But Thomas didn't respond.

"Call the master quickly." Dierke reminded in a low voice. "Master Ford."

Thomas looked at the boy who was a whole head shorter than him.

In this era, eighteen years old is considered an adult. He himself is at least twenty years old, and this person looks like a minor.

Although one can be said to be approaching adulthood, one is still a minor.

How can you call me "Sir"?

Besides, Thomas is now the squad leader after all, and he has some status in the aristocratic circle.

Besides, his actions here obviously had nothing to do with this young man.

They do business with the barbarians, not with the Knights or the remnants of the old times.

Although Thomas was asked to keep a low profile and conduct a secret investigation for three years, that was just a low profile, not a timid investigation.

"My name is Thomas, what's your name, little brother?" He didn't bother to pay attention to Dierke who was still pulling him, and stretched out a hand.

Even though you may look down on these kids, you should still have basic manners.

Little brother?

As soon as this word came out, not only Dierke was surprised, but the other well-dressed young men and women in the team were also surprised.

The leading youth named Vsevolod looked away calmly.

"Let's go! The mezzo-soprano who became a huge hit on her debut is about to go on stage."

He walked right past Thomas, leaving Thomas's outstretched hand standing there, as if he had never met the two of them just now.

"Go, go, go, don't miss it."

"Only after hearing that will you understand what music is!"

Others followed closely, and when they passed by the two, some of them showed a gloating expression.

Dierke's face flushed red, and his chubby face was full of anger.

After everyone had left, he turned his head and stared at Thomas.

"Do you understand what's going on?!"

"Didn't I tell you? You just arrived here and don't know anything! The most important thing is not to offend anyone! Why don't you listen? Don't look down on those who are younger than you. In the theater, he has the final say!"

Thomas smiled.

So what if I offended a little brat?

We are not in the same circle, so what is there to care about?

"Now, you can't come to the theater anymore. Otherwise, you'll definitely suffer!" Dierke lamented. "Because of you, I can't come here anymore. I have to apologize in person before I can come."

Thomas couldn't help but smile.

If he couldn't come to the theater, then he couldn't come. He didn't think highly of the entertainment level of this era anyway.

Dierke's lament is true. Perhaps in his eyes, this theater is an important part of his world.

In this sense, he is just a child.

Unlike the information age of a generation ago, children here are exposed to limited amounts of information. While young children with phones and tablets can learn about the world online, children of this era can only learn about the world through social events like theaters.

If you can’t come to the theater, it’s like those kids in the previous life having their phones and tablets confiscated.

In the eyes of some children, it really was like the sky was falling.

So children are children after all. Dierke doesn’t understand many things and is far from mature.

So Thomas didn't bother to argue with the other party.

"Don't worry, I won't cause you any trouble. I can handle it myself."

I won’t come anyway.

After saying that, Thomas walked out of the theater.

Di Erke was furious when he heard this. "You handle it yourself? How can you handle it? In the end, you still have to go to your uncle!"

At first he just thought Thomas was annoying.

After all, we don’t know where this distant relative came from.

This kind of thing happens a lot. He'd asked a friend about it before, and that friend reminded him that this Thomas was clearly a distant relative, yet he suddenly showed up. He showed up like that... most likely because he couldn't make it in his hometown anymore.

If a person cannot make it in his hometown, then he either has a problem with his character, or a problem with his temper, or both.

So, be careful.

He didn't take it seriously at first, after all, there wasn't anything wrong with Thomas's temper. Now he realized it was really not okay.

He was not obedient at all at the critical moment!

"Don't worry, I won't ask Uncle Vishatich for this kind of thing," Thomas replied. "I don't really like this place."

There were too many people, it was too noisy, and the artistic level of the music and dance was not enough to attract Thomas.

What are you doing here?

"Don't do this again next time! You're going to offend people and you'll have no friends!" Seeing Thomas make such a promise, although Dierke didn't quite believe it, he suppressed his anger.

“Okay, okay,” Thomas replied casually.

He casually bought some fruit and started eating.

Organize your thoughts while eating.

Now that we have settled here, the first thing we need to do is to find the Blasphemous Knight.

Having a national protector on standby always gives people a sense of security.

Then I could find an opportunity to explore the local branch of the Knights. However, I didn't have a good way to contact them at the moment. All I could say was that I needed to proactively seek out opportunities.

"Ayi, there are too many people here, don't come out." He whispered into his sleeve.

Ayi twisted his body in grievance, then shrank back.

Chapter 196 First Arrival 3

Although he and the Blasphemous Knight couple came in different groups, Thomas was not worried about not being able to find them.

The two parties have already reached an agreement in this regard.

During this era, important buildings such as cathedrals and palaces had notice areas outside of them, primarily used to convey the wishes, orders, and decisions of the Grand Duke or the Church, as well as important policy announcements.

This is the case with St. Sophia Cathedral in Kiev, and it is certainly no exception with St. Sophia Cathedral in Novgorod.

You can easily contact people by leaving a message with a specific tag in the corner of this bulletin board.

"Forget it, it's not a good time to stay here today, let's go back first." Dierke said.

I had wanted to find a good seat to watch a play, singing and dancing, but now I’m not in the mood.

"Okay, I'll go to the cathedral," Thomas said. "Then I'll go back."

Going to the cathedral to receive the sacraments was politically correct. Dirk certainly had no interest in this, but he couldn't find any reason to stop Thomas from going to the cathedral.

"Okay, go ahead." Dierke had no other options. "I'll think of a way to give you a chance to apologize."

The two parted outside the theater.

Of course, Thomas was not lying and went straight to the cathedral.

It didn't take much effort to find a "WYZ" logo in the lower left corner of the bulletin board.

In that era, English wasn't yet a universal language, and Ansari hadn't conquered the world. In a city like Novgorod, no one, unless a scholar, could understand that these three characters were letters of a certain language.

Beyond "WYZ" is a time and a place.

"From day to seven in the evening...on the second floor of the Grand Theater?"

In other words, during this period of time, they will be waiting for me on the second floor of the Grand Theater before seven o'clock in the evening.

It’s not surprising that they chose the Grand Theater. After all, there are more people there and it’s less eye-catching.

However, there is no rush.

I've been to the Grand Theatre today, and I'll go again tomorrow.

I can go back and study my golden apple.

In the afternoon, Thomas returned to his residence. Mr. Vishatych's mansion was located on the outskirts of Novgorod, a medium-sized estate with several separate buildings. Thomas was currently staying in one of them.

It was like giving Thomas a single-family house.

All I can say is that Master Vishatych is still very generous to this distant relative.

By the way, this manor has no defensive measures such as walls, so if a war really breaks out, you still have to run back to the city to hide in time.

And from the few words he mentioned, it was clear that this was a common situation for wealthy people in Novgorod. Living in a manor outside the city was certainly comfortable and free, but a mansion in the city was also necessary.

Back at his residence, the maid assigned by Master Vishatych had already tidied the room, so Thomas could spend some quiet time alone.

There are two objects of study now, one is the golden apple in the hand, and the other is the fire shaped into the shape of a sickle and hammer.

Both were things that Thomas couldn't understand.

Thomas took out a glass ball from his room - there was a golden apple inside.

The entire golden apple was actually placed inside the glass.

The apple should be placed in the glass when it softens due to the high temperature, and the opening should be pinched shut. In this way, when the glass cools down, the golden apple will be completely sealed inside.

It was a very small apple—no bigger than the dates Thomas had eaten in his past life.

That's half the size of Thomas's fist.

If you want to eat one at a time, that would be a bit exaggerated, but as long as your mouth is a little bigger, it will be no problem to finish it in two bites.

Through the glass, you can see that its peel is golden and has a certain metallic luster.

The surface of the golden apple was perfect, without any wrinkles, wounds or anything else. It was like an apple made entirely of gold.

Of course, the weight and feel told Thomas that this thing was not really a precious metal.

If it is a precious metal, it is hollow because it is very light.

As for why it is sealed with glass.

All I can say is that maybe someone has discovered that golden apples can stay fresh for a long time if they are completely isolated from the air.

It may also have characteristics such as a strong aroma that can only be concealed by sealing it in glass, making it easier to transport.

In addition, if an unrelated person sees this, he will probably think it is just a decoration.

In short, Thomas had no intention of breaking the glass—not until he decided to eat the golden apple.

Ayi had emerged from his sleeves without him noticing, and raised his head curiously like a snake, gently touching the glass shell of the golden apple.

Whenever Thomas held the golden apple in his hand, Hajime would come out.

Ayi seemed to be able to feel the golden apple and was very curious about it.

After eating this thing, there is a high probability of being promoted from a backbone to an elite without risk, and a low probability of being promoted from an elite to a national protector without risk.

And there is no need to endure any pain.

This is the value of the golden apple to ordinary people.

But the golden apple has another value to Thomas, which is that it speeds up the speed at which his damaged divine nature can condense divine power.