A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

"I used to think that Thomas relied entirely on the magical items bestowed by the Pope to support the cause, so killing him wouldn't make much sense. But now it seems that this man is absolutely talented! You know, he was basically the one leading the Knights' expedition to North Africa this time, and it had a huge impact on us."

"This man's strategic vision and ability to choose the right moment for a battle are truly extraordinary. Now we can see that our utter destruction of the Byzantine army in Smyrna, while the Knights escaped unscathed, was no accident. That Thomas has an extremely sharp vision!"

"I only regret that I didn't see this before, which led to the situation today!"

The Grand Master resented this deeply.

If Thomas had been killed earlier, the situation wouldn't be like this.

"Furthermore, the situation in the north is easing. Once the border standoff ends, the Seljuks are said to be able to mobilize an army of 200,000 to besiege Smyrna. If we kill Thomas at this critical juncture, we can greatly assist in this battle."

"Normally, the Vatican wouldn't be able to select a new Grand Master for at least three to five months. Even if Rome did choose one, that new Grand Master wouldn't have much time to familiarize himself with the Knights Templar."

Of course, in addition to these high-sounding reasons, the most important reason is that the Wolf God is dead.

This loss is unbearable for the cult, and someone must be held responsible.

Even if the Grand Master has no fault, he still has leadership responsibilities, so he is eager to do something to atone for his mistakes.

There is no more direct and effective way than killing Thomas.

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"But, intercepting at sea... is very difficult." Herzl couldn't help but express his embarrassment. "It's hard to find prey."

The sea, even the Mediterranean Sea, is really too big.

"Don't worry, we have received help from Venice in this matter." As he spoke, the Grand Master took out a document from his body.

"Take away from the castle whomever you wish, and proceed to this spot, to the chief governor of the city, and produce this document. He will give you a Venetian vessel, fully prepared for the voyage."

"You can take a Venetian ship to the waters over there and fly the Venetian flag on the way to avoid all trouble. The Venetians will give you a liaison officer who will tell you the other side's route."

"I can't say it's 100%, but there's at least a 90% chance that we can intercept Captain Thomas at sea."

"Of course, before we do anything, we need to hang our flag."

"The Venetians will be there too. They claim to be supporting us, but I'm sure they'll just be watching from the sidelines. If things go wrong, they'll strike back, so be careful!"

"I understand." Herzl nodded.

"Also, never treat Thomas as an ordinary enemy, but as a protector of the country!"

"I know. I'd consider him a formidable foe like Fernando!" Herzl replied. "I wouldn't fight him on the boat. I'd try to pull him into the sea."

"The sea is my world!" he said firmly.

The Grand Master nodded frequently.

"I leave everything to you!"

……

Asia Minor, the lair of the Star-Moon Sword.

Ferdinand dressed neatly and walked into the conference room.

At this moment, everyone in the conference room was already seated, with one chair near the edge remaining empty.

This is the place reserved for him.

This is the Star-Moon Sword Elder Council! And Ferdinand now holds a seat in the Elder Council.

Now within the cult, he could be respectfully addressed as "Grand Elder Ferdinand." If sent outside, he could be called "Grand Master Ferdinand"!

As we all know, all matters big and small within the sect are decided by the Council of Elders.

This was also the first time Ferdinand attended such a meeting.

Although he is now at the bottom...but, it doesn't matter.

The other great elders each cast different glances.

Some are filled with jealousy, while others try to be kind.

Obviously, not everyone agreed with Ferdinand becoming the great elder.

But the problem was that there was a vacancy in the Council of Elders that urgently needed to be filled, and Ferdinand was the only qualified candidate.

In the sect, there are strict requirements for the position of Grand Elder: either one must have access to the seventh level of the magic network, or one must be a protector of the country!

The former are much more numerous than the latter.

In fact, Ferdinand was not sure whether he was the only protector of the country.

The content of this meeting was about the death of the Wolf God.

Over there, the Grand Master in charge of specific affairs in the Eastern Mediterranean has sent a post-investigation report.

The report is very detailed.

It was probably because the Wolf God was careless and underestimated the enemy, so he fell into the enemy's trap and was burned to death.

Thomas, the Grand Master of the Knights, was extremely cunning and despicable. From the outset, he had no intention of confronting the Wolf God head-on. Instead, he used the Knights' headquarters as a base and spent a month constructing a formidable trap.

The Wolf God was eliminated at the cost of destroying the entire headquarters.

This is the main content of the investigation report.

This document was circulated among each elder, and Ferdinand also read it.

However, in addition to reading the documents, Ferdinand paid more attention to the expressions of others.

There were two expressions among the people present.

The three elders at the top of the conference room looked disdainful, while the others were lost in thought.

After everyone had circulated it, the oldest and most senior elder spoke out.

"Everyone, what do you want to see?"

"That Thomas is so despicable! We underestimated him!" someone spoke immediately.

Others also responded.

The Wolf God died, and the ever-victorious sharp blade of the Star-Moon Sword Cult was broken.

But Ferdinand noticed one thing: no one backed down. Or rather, this wasn't the end at all. The Order showed no sign of retreating.

"We must capture Rhodes Island!" The eldest elder summarized the situation, then changed the subject. "With our current strength in the Eastern Mediterranean, I'm afraid we can't solve this problem. We must send someone more capable to carry out this task."

"That Thomas is truly extraordinary. We underestimated him, and the Pope, before!"

Everyone responded to this proposal.

“That’s true…

"…capable men must be sent…"

As they talked, inexplicably, everyone's attention turned to Ferdinand.

Ferdinand laughed inwardly. These guys!

We are all thousand-year-old foxes, why are we pretending to be like Liao Zhai? It is unnecessary to put on this show for him!

When he came here, his initial goal was to become a protector of the country.

But it's different now.

"Is there anyone willing to take charge of this?"

Although they said so, everyone's eyes quietly glanced at Ferdinand.

"I can," Ferdinand said. He was too lazy to play such a boring trick again. "But I have a condition."

More than one person opened their mouths, but hesitated. Everyone's eyes were focused on the people at the top.

"What do you want?" asked the oldest elder.

"I want to be a saint!" Ferdinand replied.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this and looked at each other, but no one spoke.

"How do you know?" someone asked.

"Oh, that's perfectly normal. As everyone knows, Great Elder Jem passed away unexpectedly not long ago, so I'm grateful to you for electing me to replace him," Ferdinand smiled. "I've also moved into his room. As everyone knows, his passing was so sudden, so many things in the room were left untied. I stumbled upon one of his notes and learned something."

"Neither the ninth level of the Demonic Web nor the Protectorate are the limits! Above that, there is another level, known as 'Saints'!"

"And within the cult, the secret method to becoming a 'Saint' is hidden!"

"The Wolf God, or Lord Jihad, has already taken the initial step into this level." Ferdinand said.

Although he actually has other ways, how should I put it... For things like this, the more choices you have, the easier it will be!

"I understand," one of the three people in the first seat said. "But there's one thing you might not understand... Even if there's a method, not everyone can actually do it! It's difficult and demanding!"

Ferdinand smiled without saying anything.

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Author's words: I have to go out tomorrow, so I will update one section in advance.

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"Since you want it, I can!" the elder continued. "I'll give it to you when you finish and return."

"At what point is it considered completed?" asked Ferdinand.

"We will take control of Rhodes Island and destroy, or at least expel, the Knights!"

"Wait, in that case..." Someone wanted to say something anxiously.

"It's okay, he just wants the method," the elder said. "The method isn't really that important, and it's certainly worth a reward!"

Ferdinand smiled again and bowed.

He knew that once this promise was fulfilled, that is, once the whole thing became a deal...

That was the end of his position in the Star-Moon Sword Cult.

It will never be possible to take another step forward.

The Star-Moon Sword Cult would never consider him as one of their own again.

But what does it matter?

Ferdinand had never considered staying within the Order of the Star-Moon Sword forever. While a member of the Council of Elders held a high position of power, the very nature of the parliamentary system meant that no single member could possess absolute authority. Regardless of who they were, they were always subject to the constraints of others! This wasn't something everyone accepted.

After all, this era was dominated by feudal monarchy.

Therefore, he always regarded the Star-Moon Sword Order as a stepping stone for him to reach a higher position.

How could someone who has seen the majestic flight of an eagle be attracted by a mere sparrow?

The meeting ended abruptly.

Ferdinand left the meeting room, and when he went out, his young follower was already waiting for him.

"Sir," the attendant asked. "How is it?"

"Nothing, easier than expected." Ferdinand smiled. "Let's go back."

During this period of time, he has become initially familiar with his extraordinary abilities.

His extraordinary abilities are not the kind of simple and intuitive powers that can be used directly in combat.

In other words, it is almost useless in combat.

However, there are two advantages: the first is that it is extremely secretive, and the second is that it has a huge range.

Not long ago, he cursed the great elder named Jem.

It's not really a curse, it simply reduces his luck to the lowest level.

Then something unexpected happened to the great elder...

It wasn't really an accident, it was just that the kids were fighting and playing around while we were eating in the cafeteria.

It can be considered as a characteristic of the Star-Moon Sword Cult's lair.

But this time, the Great Elder was frightened.

In an instant, the food that should have been swallowed into the esophagus was choked into the trachea, blocking it.