A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

Ultimately, it was because he moved too slowly.

If they had succeeded from the beginning and kidnapped Otto early on, then... perhaps there would never have been a chance for the villain Fouquet to appear.

Thomas is one of the key figures.

Thomas had messed things up more than once! This had significantly delayed the progress of the plan!

Knight Jaromil stared at the young man in front of him, his heart filled with anger and a desire for evil.

Why did I end up like this after all my planning?

Why! ?

It must be God who opened his eyes and sent this kid into his hands!

Thomas had no sword on him—he had obviously thrown it away in his escape.

Knight Jaromil drew his sword and approached his prey with a sneer.

It's not that the prey cannot be killed immediately, but in order to make the opponent fully feel the fear, just like a cat playing with a mouse.

Thomas was in a panic, but he could only pull out a dagger from his waist. He raised the dagger and waved it around, trying to stop the enemy from getting closer.

This actually made Knight Jaromil laugh.

He swung his sword, trying to knock the opponent's dagger away first.

Knight Jaromil had also undergone rigorous training. He had a perfect command of distance. At this distance, a sword could strike the enemy, but a dagger couldn't. This was the way long weapons worked against short weapons; the shorter weapon often had to take the brunt of the blow.

However, the dancing daggers suddenly burst out with a ray of light.

Knight Jaromil's body froze as a wave of energy hit him head-on, cutting through his armor and clothes, leaving a terrible hole.

He staggered back a few steps, his internal organs squeezed out from the wound and dragged all over the ground.

Knight Jaromil's face quickly turned pale.

"You...!!?" He looked at Thomas in disbelief, with pain and disbelief in his eyes.

It was actually... a Qi-boosting slash?! Using a dagger to perform a Qi-boosting slash?

"I'm sorry," Thomas said sincerely. "I was afraid you might have some hidden tricks up your sleeve, so I had to resort to a surprise attack."

Before he could finish his words, he lunged forward, his dagger striking Knight Jaromil squarely in the throat. The blow pierced his throat, severing his trachea and blood vessels.

Knight Jaromil tilted his head back, and with a click, half of his head drooped down, and he died on the spot.

Chapter 60 Treasure 2

Without stopping, Thomas turned and rushed towards Sesley.

Sesley was a little far away and was shocked by what was happening in front of him. He was stunned.

When Thomas rushed up to him, he felt a chill in his heart.

But decades of meditation gave him confidence. He muttered something and stretched out his hand. A ball of flame shot outward from his ten fingers in a fan shape.

"Die to me!!"

Thomas had a blank expression on his face. He exerted force on his feet and turned his body, narrowly avoiding the flames before they reached his body.

This is the advantage of footwork.

In close combat, spellcasters are really no match for warriors. Magic can only scare people.

He blinked and circled to Sesley's side. He thrust his dagger forward.

Sesli instinctively raised his right arm to try to block the attack, but the angle of the dagger was more tricky than he expected.

This is the difference between trained and untrained people.

The dagger bypassed the arm and pierced the body directly from the side.

Sesley's body trembled and stiffened instantly.

Thomas drew his dagger and thrust it in a second time.

The sharp blade penetrated straight into the flesh and blood, and penetrated deep into the internal organs.

The third time, he changed direction and stabbed the heart directly from the chest.

Sethley stood there stiffly, his body leaning against Thomas's, the light in his eyes slowly dimming.

The stiffness lasted only a short time. Suddenly, his body went limp and slid to the ground like a puddle of mud, completely losing his life.

His throat moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out.

Thomas pulled out the dagger, wiped it on the man's clothes, and then easily took out a purse from him.

It was a bigger purse than any Thomas had ever seen, and it was bulging with money.

What's inside are not copper coins or fraudulent silver-plated copper coins, but real gold coins.

I didn't have time to count them, but when I held them in my hands I could tell they weighed several kilograms.

This was originally the ransom money that Conrad had brought. Conrad gave it to Sesely to carry.

To those who were aiming for the Red Girls' treasure, this purse was nothing, but to Thomas, it was his treasure.

He had no greed for the treasure of the Red Girls' Army. That was not a treasure he could touch.

Even though the treasure was now openly placed in front of Thomas, he didn't dare to take much.

But this purse is completely different.

For Thomas, this was truly a huge sum of money that changed everything.

Thomas had wanted to make some money for a long time, even after he had settled into life in the monastery.

He originally thought that he should make his first pot of gold through buying and selling, or selling some advanced ideas and inventions from his previous life.

I didn't expect it to end up this way.

So in this era, robbing is the shortcut to getting rich.

After sighing, Thomas took Knight Jaromil's sword again.

A very beautiful long sword.

Thomas also had a sword, which he had seized from the robber he had killed earlier.

But that sword could only be considered a crudely made, second-rate piece of stuff, and was completely incomparable to Knight Jaromil's longsword.

This long sword is definitely worthy of the word "refined".

The sword body is as smooth as water, made of solid refined steel.

Those who practice martial arts naturally love swords. After examining it, Thomas immediately removed the longsword from its scabbard, stripped off any ornaments that might cause harm, and hung it around his waist.

Thomas had already decided to sell the original sword as soon as possible. The dead mercenary's sword was fine, but it was full of nicks and bloodstains, making it difficult to deal with.

Although there is a large amount of unexpected windfall, the right thing to do is to be frugal and manage the household well.

In addition, what is worth mentioning about Knight Jaromil is the musket that can be hidden on his body.

It should be noted that this is not a matchlock gun, but a flintlock gun. This kind of pistol actually existed in this era!

However, considering that this was specially made for some important figures and not something that was generally equipped by the military, it seemed normal.

Its power and range are inferior to those of ordinary muskets, but it can be hidden on the body.

Knight Jaromil had no gunpowder or bullets on him, so it was obvious that he only intended to use this gun once - it was his trump card.

Taking the musket with him, Thomas turned and left.

The smell of blood filled the wilderness, and the strong smell of blood attracted a large number of flies, which then attracted some birds that preyed on the flies.

And of course, there are some crows.

After all, this place is close to human settlements, and this eye-catching situation soon attracted villagers.

Not long after, a farmer appeared here.

At first, he thought a wild animal had died here, and wanted to see if there was anything he could do to profit from it. Although some local lords had a monopoly on hunting rights, this was not the case. The mountains and forests in this area were too small to support many wild animals, so the lord didn't bother to care.

When the farmer got closer and drove away all kinds of insects and birds, he finally discovered what was going on.

In panic, he left quickly to inform others.

Just one day later, a group of soldiers arrived here.

The leader was a middle-aged man with slightly graying hair. He arrived here surrounded by soldiers.

This man looks about 70% similar to Knight Jaromil, and is exactly like a middle-aged or elderly version of Knight Jaromil.

You can guess without asking that there is a close blood relationship between the two people.

The morning light streamed down from the sky, falling on the bushes, the rocks, and the two lifeless bodies.

After a day, the smell of blood had turned into a bloody stench.

And wild animals will not miss this feast that comes right to their doorstep.

Knight Jaromil's chest and abdomen had been cut open, leaving his internal organs emptied out. This was likely the result of a larger beast like a wolf gnawing at him.

Count Jaromil's body swayed, his eyes were slightly red, and there was a clear trace of pain in his eyes.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man.

He still remembered how Knight Jaromil had enthusiastically accepted the order and left, but now he could only see his son's broken corpse.

Several plump little animals were still gnawing at the food. Even when someone approached, they still refused to leave the delicious food.

An attendant drew his sword, and the sword light drew a brilliant light in the air.

The little beast was cut in half in an instant.

Only a mouse that was a little further away was so frightened that it ran away and disappeared into the grass in the blink of an eye.

Count Jaromil walked over to his son's body.

He reached out his hand, examined and felt the wounds on his neck, chest, and abdomen, then looked at Sesley's body beside him without saying a word.

Knight Jaromil was not his only son, but he was his favorite.

"My Lord Earl, we?" asked the attendant.

"Let's go," Count Jaromil said in a low voice. "Take the body with you!"

At this point, he couldn't guess what was going on. His plan had completely failed.

His son's death meant he had found his target, but he wasn't secretive enough and was discovered.

The other party overturned the table.

He lost the game, but he still had a chance to turn things around! By then... this revenge for his son's murder...

The author says:

Author's words: Thanks to book friends Gu De, Wudi Zhanlong, and Shi Zicheng for their rewards.

Alas, I feel unworthy of this.

Chapter 61 Brothers and Sisters 1

The news that Vice-Abbot Conrad returned seriously injured could not be concealed and caused a huge response in the monastery.

In this state, he naturally could not hold on to the power he had in the past and could only hand over power to others.

After all, the monastery had existed for decades, and some of its rules and regulations were generally accepted. The injury of a vice-abbot, while significant, did not affect the fundamentals.

Just keep doing what you should be doing.

Relatively speaking, Giuliano's injury was much simpler and hardly caused any major impact.

In just a month or so, he was able to move freely.

In this state, several months passed in a flash.

The tense atmosphere had dissipated.

The lords had sent word that they had captured the bandits who had threatened the monastery, ambushed and killed several monks. Thus, the monastery returned to its former tranquility.

Thomas continued his training session.