A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

The man being held captive was Otto.

Otto was being held captive, but he was shaking his head desperately, as if trying to convey some message. A closer look revealed a rag stuffed in his mouth, and he was whimpering, unable to speak.

"Otto! You..." Conrad became excited and took a step forward.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his back.

An icy cold current accompanied the pain, penetrating deep into the internal organs.

His body lost strength in an instant and he fell down.

Conrad's clothes were stained with blood. He fell to the ground, and blood spurted out, splashing on the grass and mud, leaving a pale red mark.

He turned around with difficulty in disbelief, and saw the mercenary behind him retracting the bloody dagger.

The sneak attack just now came from this mercenary.

There was a noise from behind, and Giuliano was also attacked on the other side.

There were actually several enemies hiding nearby, and they rushed out together and attacked Giuliano.

"This is a trap!?" Giuliano shouted at Sesley while fighting off the numerically superior enemy.

But Sesley didn't care at all. He just watched the scene with a smile on his face.

The mercenary put away the bloody dagger.

"Hey, you're not going to kill anyone, are you?" one of the kidnappers shouted.

"No," the mercenary replied. "I'm a professional. He's just immobilized now, but even without any treatment, he can live for more than two days!"

After saying this, he turned around, drew his sword, and prepared to join the camp besieging Giuliano.

The kidnapper's voice...

Conrad's face was grim. He barely supported his body and looked at the kidnapper.

Now that things have come to this, there's no need to hide. The overall situation is set, and any further deviations will not change the situation.

The kidnapper slowly took off his mask, revealing a face that Conrad was familiar with.

It’s Knight Jaromil… the illegitimate son of Count Jaromil!

Sesli slowly walked around the battlefield from the periphery and came to Knight Jaromil's side.

Without saying a word, he has already revealed his identity.

“It’s actually… it’s you!!”

Knight Jaromil laughed.

"It was me. I had no choice. Who made your son so gullible? Besides, the Red Maiden's treasure belongs to the Pseudoepsis family. We are its legal owners. You shouldn't have any ideas about it."

"I see... Sesley, Thomas, and those mercenaries... they were all arranged by you..." The Vice Dean nodded and chuckled bitterly. "What a trick. Even if I took one away, it wouldn't have helped. No, removing Thomas would have made me trust Sesley even more..."

Knight Jaromil couldn't help laughing, and was too lazy to explain, so he let the other party think so.

"Wait, that Thomas, the one who killed my brother, is also your man?" asked a robber nearby.

"No," Knight Jaromil replied casually. He didn't want to cause any trouble. "If you want revenge, I'll leave him to you."

These people were bribed or suppressed by him through various means. Their loyalty is not very reliable, so they can only be used as a makeshift.

Of course, Fouquet's team is an exception. That team is just a transaction and cannot be regarded as subordinates. They are mercenaries.

So he arranged for Fouquet to lead his men to block the outside to prevent anyone from escaping.

Now is not the time for interrogation. The other party must be completely desperate. In other words, wait until all the people brought by Conrad are dead before starting.

Conrad was stunned.

Suddenly, he understood.

I misjudged the person!

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Consider the real spy Sesley as the most trusted person.

The loyal Thomas was regarded as untrustworthy.

He suddenly understood everything, and figured it all out. Thomas really had saved Otto, and maybe more than once!

That's why Sesley designed to drive Thomas away.

His tactics were not sophisticated, just a simple frame-up. But he was too lazy to discern the details, which is why he ended up like this.

This is simply... simply...

Conrad's eyes were bloodshot, and he became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, with a feeling of resentment building up in his chest.

Countless regrets, pains, sorrows, and heavy emotions gathered together and turned into a mouthful of blood, spurting out of his mouth.

On the other side, Giuliano was pushed to the edge of the cliff.

One to five, an overwhelming numerical disadvantage. Furthermore, there was also that mercenary standing by, waiting to join the battle.

Having his back to the cliff protected him from the enemy from behind, but it also greatly reduced his chances of breaking out.

The people who besieged him were all skilled fighters.

In other words, the core-level combat power is those guys who can serve as officers in the army.

When the score was 1-1, Giuliano was not afraid of anyone, but when the score was 1-5, he had no chance at all.

Fortunately, these people also knew the principle that a trapped beast will fight to the death, so they did not attack desperately, but hoped to use a long fight to slowly wear down Giuliano's physical strength and will, and ultimately win at a smaller cost.

So even though there was a huge disparity in strength, the outcome of the battle could not be determined for the time being.

The other side is farther away, so the specific situation of the battle cannot be seen.

But Knight Jaromil was not worried at all.

There are five people over there, three of them are his men.

Three against two, and it was a sneak attack... I didn't see any possibility of losing.

Of course, even if those two people were extremely alert and noticed the clues in advance, it would be useless.

Because at the exit of the mountain road, Fu Kai had already blocked the road with his men. Fu Kai had dozens of people on his side, so there was no need to worry about the two men escaping.

In short, it's a sure win.

But the battle seemed to drag on too long... Although Knight Jaromil had plenty of time, it still made people feel a little unhappy to see a group of his men fighting back and forth but unable to defeat their opponents.

"A bunch of trash!" he whispered, then took out a short bow from behind his back.

He realized that with such an absolute advantage, everyone was afraid to fight hard.

After all, the enemy is only one person. As long as we delay time, we can force him to exhaust himself and be defeated.

In such a situation, no one would go up and fight hard.

They weren't death squads, and even if they weren't afraid of death, they wouldn't be happy to die in vain. Protecting themselves was their nature.

However, Knight Jaromil did not want to delay too long, fortunately he brought a bow and arrow.

He slowly drew out his arrow, placed it on his short bow, and while pulling the bowstring, he squinted one eye and aimed forward, searching for the gaps between people.

Ah!

Suddenly, a sharp cry came from the distance. Then another.

That is the cry of a dying man.

Knight Jaromil's hand trembled, and the arrow flew out, but it hit the solid cliff. The arrow was deflected.

This voice... Knight Jaromil looked at Sesli beside him, and the change in the latter's expression made him understand instantly.

The ones who screamed were not from the monastery, but from the mercenaries.

"Waste!" he cursed softly.

Even with the advantage of a sneak attack and a three-to-two numerical advantage, they still haven't won.

But he was not panicked, after all, there were only two people on the other side.

No matter how powerful two people are, that's all they can do. He has far more people on his side.

In fact, if a real fight breaks out, as long as the monastery does not send out all its troops, no matter how many people come, they will all be sent to serve as food.

"Should we send reinforcements over there?" Sesley asked. Judging from the sound alone, two of the three mercenaries over there were already dead.

"What reinforcements? We didn't kill anyone on our side, so just leave that side to Fouquet's group." Knight Jaromil said coldly.

He is not that stupid. It is definitely too late to send reinforcements now.

The five of us here surrounded the powerful enemy—Giuliano was recognized as the strongest fighter in the monastery—which was enough. Sending more people to reinforce was too dangerous. Given his status, if he got injured, wouldn't it be a loss?

He is a nobleman and a commander, not just a fierce and aggressive warrior, he is very noble!

Compared to reinforcing the other side and participating in an unpredictable battle, isn't it easier to use the advantage of numbers here?

He raised his bow and took aim again.

With a swish, the arrow flew out and hit Giuliano's leg which was not protected by armor.

Even a good warrior like Giuliano could not stand up to the bow and arrow.

Giuliano fell back, the sudden attack on his leg affecting his balance.

An enemy quickly stepped forward, raised his sword high, and slashed at Giuliano's neck.

It was a fatal blow, but in trying to deliver it he had moved too close, out of the reach of his companions' assistance and cover.

Suddenly his eyes blurred.

Giuliano leaned his back against the rock wall, using the rock for support to regain his balance after losing it. Then, like a venomous snake, his sword suddenly raised its head, baring its deadly fangs.

In an instant, the sword flashed by and blood spurted out.

The robber froze in place, and after a few seconds, he fell heavily like a puppet that had lost its balance.

Most of the head and neck were separated, and even the spine was severed.

Drops of blood slowly slid down the edge of Giuliano's sword.

His face was cold and he shook off the blood.

In just a short moment, the man was killed instantly without even making a sound.

This scene stopped everyone's offensive, and no one dared to launch the next round of attack.

On the other side, there was a noise coming from the distance.

Two people are rushing towards this side.

It was none other than Thomas and Visa.

When these two people came over, the encirclement was immediately broken.

Seeing that they couldn't capture Giuliano in a short time, they had no choice but to give up the siege.

The back of a person has no eyes, and no one will expose his back to the enemy.

The battle then turned into a standoff, and Thomas and the other two joined Giuliano.

"How's it going?" Giuliano asked.

"It's okay!" Visa said. As they spoke, their eyes remained fixed on the enemy. "Thanks to Thomas's sharpness, he spotted their sneak attack! I used the Qi-Boosting Slash."

It's concise, but everyone can imagine it.

This narrow path, with limited dodging range, is the perfect environment for the Qi-Boosting Slash to exert its power.

Knight Jaromil snorted coldly, he had actually forgotten about this.

Visa had just been promoted to knight (in fact, the promotion had not yet been completed), so of course he had never used his Qi-raising Slash.

In fact, in most cases, everyone will ignore the Qi-raising Slash - the more experienced and battle-hardened the enemy is, the less likely they are to retain the Qi-raising Slash.

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That being said, Knight Jaromil still had an overwhelming advantage.