A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

Just like last time, he was lurking in the yard of that private house, separated from the watchers by a wall, and listening to their conversation.

Although we did not get as direct intelligence as last time, we can tell from some indirect words and phrases that they seem to have no intention of stopping.

They promised to reconcile, but refused to stop their reconnaissance and surveillance. This only shows that the reconciliation was a complete lie, aimed at paralyzing and deceiving the enemy.

The other party's murderous intent has not diminished in the slightest.

In addition, Thomas also learned about the situation of the Mercenary Guild Building.

This wasn't difficult. The Mercenary Guild Building had five floors, and strangers were allowed in and out of the first four. The top floor was where the guild's top brass lived and worked, so entry was strictly prohibited.

He could guess that if they finally took action against Giuliano, this place would be the best gathering place.

A plan had already begun to take shape in Thomas' mind.

They prepared muskets to deal with Giuliano.

Under normal circumstances, if the muskets were used first and five or six matchlock rifles fired, no matter how powerful Giuliano was, he would have been hit by one or two bullets.

Then the middle-level masters rushed forward... It didn't take many people, just three or five, and then Giuliano would have absolutely no chance of luck.

But this is also the flaw.

The reason why muskets were used instead of bows and arrows was that ordinary bows and arrows would be less lethal when wearing armor, but bullets could do the same.

Giuliano was likely wearing armor, such as chain mail under his clothes, as he was a knight after all.

Therefore, muskets are far more taboo than bows and arrows.

In the city, except for the self-defense forces, no one else was allowed to own a musket. No one was allowed to bring a musket into the city.

No one can survive a bullet, so no one wants to be shot.

At dusk that day, someone came to see Thomas.

"Who are you?" Thomas walked out of the room and saw a completely unfamiliar face.

A young man wearing a simple uniform, looking like a nobleman's attendant. He was a year or two younger than Thomas.

"Are you Knight Thomas?" The young man looked at Thomas with a flattering expression.

"I am Thomas," Thomas replied. As for a knight, he was not yet one.

Although the people in the church treated him as a knight.

"Sir Thomas, the truth is, I am Mr. Juan's subordinate. He missed you very much after we last met and hopes to have a chance to make amends for his previous disrespect. He would like to invite you to visit Madam Rose."

He said the last sentence in a low voice.

Mrs. Rose... well, the name alone is enough to conjure up a lot of imagination.

Although Thomas seldom went out, he knew that it was a famous brothel in Cardan City.

"That's a nice place, you'll like it." The boy blinked.

But Thomas didn't have any romantic thoughts in his mind. He immediately understood that they might take action.

Section 75 Countermeasure 3

It is actually very troublesome to kill someone in the city in broad daylight because there are too many people waiting around.

So if you want to do something (especially if you want to use a musket), the best time is at night. It doesn't have to be very late, just when there are not many people around.

So it's tonight?

"I'm sorry, I'm feeling a little unwell and it's really inconvenient for me to go out."

The boy blinked. Thomas looked so vigorous and energetic, so where did the "discomfort" come from?

But Thomas just kept clinging to this excuse. Shameless people are invincible, and the other party is helpless.

After several persuasions, he had no choice but to give up.

Watching the other person's figure walking away, Thomas looked at the sky.

It wasn't very early, it was already approaching dusk.

Thomas walked to the side of the church, told the kitchen staff that he didn't want to eat today, then returned to the room and sorted out all his equipment.

Especially the pistol—it's called a pistol, but it's more accurate to call it a short-barreled musket. It had all the bullets, gunpowder, flint, and so on.

After getting ready, Thomas sat on the edge of the bed and thought carefully.

During this period, I often went out at night to eavesdrop. Apart from anything else, I learned a lot about the situation of the patrol teams in the city.

I can’t say I know it exactly, but it’s pretty close.

The first wave of night patrols after dark is the largest and best equipped.

Suddenly, there was a loud rattling of the window in the room. Thomas looked and saw that a strong wind had suddenly blown up in the city.

The sound of the wind caused screams to be heard everywhere in the city.

Dinner started in the church, and Thomas found an opportunity to sneak out.

Relying on the authority of God, the church's defense is really lax.

When we arrived at the Mercenary Guild, it was already nearly dark.

But tonight, there was a clear light coming from the third floor of this building.

In addition, a few more guards had appeared at the main entrance to the first floor. Any outsiders who wanted to come in to take a look were scolded and driven away by these people.

But Thomas came to the other side of the building, and climbed up from the first floor along the edge of the wall, using the uneven surface.

It is actually very difficult to gain leverage on the wall, and normal people cannot climb it, but rock climbing experts are an exception.

With Thomas' current skills, if he were on Earth in his previous life, he would have no problem participating in the World Rock Climbing Competition.

He didn't dare to look out and could only listen attentively outside the window.

At this time, in the room on the third floor, candlesticks surrounded the table, and the bright lights swayed slightly.

"Everyone's saying... the church is willing to sell the land to us. It seems they've made quite a few concessions for Madam's sake."

The Mercenary Guild had always wanted a base outside the city, but they lacked suitable land. The church had the right land.

A mercenary in armor said this after taking a swig of wine and wiping the remaining wine from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

"This way, many people will think they won't take action. Hehe..."

There was plenty of fine wine and delicious food on the table, but not many people ate and drank as much as he did.

In fact, there weren't many people overall, only less than ten.

"When will the person arrive?" The other one looked at the person sitting in the main seat.

He was a bald fat man, but everyone knew that he was the female president's confidant and was speaking on her behalf.

"We've arrived, but we're not sure exactly where. It could be the church, the tavern, or even the church's manor outside the city. We've already sent people out, and we'll get back to you soon. We'll take action once we've decided on a location."

At this point, the bald fat man shouted to the person beside him, "Check the musket again, make sure it doesn't misfire!"

"What happens next? How do we deal with the aftermath?" asked a mercenary who was also wearing armor.

"The money given by the president is enough for us to enjoy for decades. Why worry about these things? At worst, we can go to other countries." Another person said casually.

"After all, how did the president's son die? Are you sure it was that Giuliano who killed him?"

The bald man nodded. "Yes, there's no mistaking that scar. He was definitely killed by the Qi-Boosting Slash, and the only one who could use it was Giuliano."

"Tsk tsk... He's just an unrelated outsider, why kill him? Has no one thought about this?"

"Who knows... maybe they're trying to take advantage of the situation and strike a blow against the Psemeis family. Anyway, we're paid for the job, so even if we move to another location, let alone knowing it was us, what can they do? Would the Church chase us that far for a mere knight? If that doesn't work, they can just destroy the body and cover up all the evidence, so that nothing can be found out," someone shouted.

The others immediately started laughing.

With so many people besieging one person and using muskets, even if Giuliano was a master, he would surely die.

After the success, everyone will share a large amount of money. If you don't have a big appetite, you can just take a gamble and retire directly, and enjoy the rest of your life.

Not everyone in the Mercenary Guild is willing to get involved, but there are definitely many who are willing!

There must be a brave man under the heavy reward!

When Thomas heard this, he had already quietly left the same way.

Soon, he arrived at the alley he had chosen in advance.

The night patrol is coming.

Thomas took a deep breath. The soot on his face wasn't enough of a safety net, so he took out his mask and covered his head, leaving only his eyes exposed.

Over there, a huge team of nearly a hundred people came over.

The equipment was complete, including halberds, muskets, bows and arrows, and powerful crossbows. Except for the fact that cavalry could not move freely in the city, only the leading officers had horses. They had everything they needed.

It is called a city defense force or a self-defense force, but in fact it is a regular army.

Thomas took out his musket, aimed it at the mount of the distinctively armored officer in the distance, and fired a shot.

He actually hit it!

The horses, wounded, neighed and neighed, unable to control themselves, throwing their riders off. The soldiers were formidable, only momentarily disoriented before quickly recovering. They shouted and charged towards them.

Thomas turned and ran!

He ran towards the Mercenary Guild along the path he had chosen long ago.

He had already made up his mind. No matter what, he would rush to the third floor and jump out of the window.

Even for a master of parkour, this is a very dangerous move. At this height, if you don't control yourself properly, you could fall and get killed or injured. At the very least, you'd get a sprain.

Once you fall or sprain your ankle, don't expect to be able to run away.

But Thomas had something that no one else had.

He has a damaged godhead.

It can instantly heal all injuries on the body.

Section 76 Countermeasure 4

The next day, Giuliano came to the church.

When the master and apprentice met, Giuliano was very pleased to see that Thomas maintained his daily exercise routine. He encouraged Thomas.

The person in charge here, Ion Borgia, also came out to meet the guests.

The two of them hit it off right away and felt a mutual appreciation for each other.

After all, they were of similar status and wanted to make friends. As expected, in no time, the two of them went to the best hotel nearby to drink.

Thomas became the one who accompanied them.

Although Giuliano doesn't drink much in the monastery, he can actually hold his liquor quite well when he does.

As they drank to their heart's content, they naturally talked about the situation in Cardan City.

"...When I came in this morning, there were a lot of people over there," Giuliano said, describing what he had seen and heard. "The whole block was closed off. What's going on? What kind of commotion is going on here?"

"Unrest? Oh, it's nothing, actually. It's just that the mercenary union is suspected of assassinating a Self-Defense Force officer and has been arrested for investigation." Yang Borgia was well-informed. "You know, mercenaries are prone to harboring corruption. The City Council shouldn't have allowed them to have a base in the city in the first place. But then again, it's a little unsafe to keep them out there. At least they're under our watch in the city, so we can keep a closer eye on them."

"Why would the Mercenary Guild assassinate... officers? Are they trying to start a rebellion?"

"Who knows," Ion Borgia shrugged. "I wouldn't be surprised by anything those people do."

"I heard that the Mercenary Guild in Cardan City is quite powerful?"

"What do you mean by good strength?"

"It's said that if enough money is paid, we can raise a force of 5,000 men within a day. If a small-scale war breaks out, this would be a force that could determine the outcome of the war!"

Thomas ate while listening to the two people chatting.

Ion Borgia was his superior, Giuliano was his teacher, and his position was one level lower, so it was not easy for him to interrupt.

When he heard that the entire block was sealed off, although his face showed no emotion, he felt relieved.

Assassinating a Self-Defense Force officer with a musket... This kind of crime is not something that ordinary people can withstand. The mercenary union will be severely punished if not killed.

Killing with a musket is taboo.

Assassination itself is taboo, and using a firearm is even more taboo.