A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

As long as the nobles and officials don't want to be shot to death on the road, they will definitely get to the bottom of the matter and investigate it strictly.

Not to mention that he also vaguely sensed that at least a group of people in the city, like Jan Borgia before him, were opposed to the Mercenary Guild. They would definitely fan the flames and attack the enemy if they had the chance!

In this situation, no matter how powerful the guild master was, he would not be able to find time to control Giuliano. And as long as Giuliano did not get into trouble during this period and returned to the monastery, he would be out of reach.

You people from Cardan City, no matter how long your arms are, you can’t reach the monastery!

Everything will be solved.

Thomas felt happy and ate two or three portions more.

After dinner, Thomas went to the Mercenary Guild on purpose, and sure enough, it was still sealed off.

In the distance, soldiers could be vaguely seen searching inside.

The people from the Mercenary Union, whether they were agents or service personnel, all stood obediently at the edge of the building, watching the searching soldiers, not daring to move.

It’s just too far away, I don’t know if the female president is among these people.

The search did not end until dusk that day.

All the top, middle and lower-level members of the union were driven out, leaving only the Self-Defense Force soldiers inside to search at will.

The search lasted a whole day!

The consequences of this search were obvious to everyone, even without thinking. At least, when the female president returned to her living quarters, she saw a mess.

Not to mention money, gold, and silver, even large and valuable items like tapestries and paintings were slashed open. Not to mention the cabinets, which were basically smashed open.

It’s hard to tell whether this was an act of malicious destruction or a genuine desire to see if there were any hidden layers inside these things.

Her face was pale, and her whole body was trembling with anger. The maids were also silent at this moment.

It was a long time before she calmed down a little and stopped paying attention to the messy room.

These vulgar things... are gone once they are gone!

All of them combined are not as important as my son!

Her expression returned to calm, and she exhaled softly. "Let them all come," he said to the maid beside him.

A few minutes later, several close associates from the guild came over.

"Who leaked the information this time? Have you found out?" asked the female president.

"I'm not sure. I've tried every way to inquire, but the City Guards insist their officer was assassinated by someone from the union," the bald man replied. "But... it's definitely a frame-up."

The female president sneered.

This time she was indeed one step behind and was tricked.

At the most critical moment, he was tricked. All the recruited men were arrested.

The team was originally formed to surround and kill an enemy, but its strength was completely insufficient when facing the large group of city defense troops.

This wasn't the end of it! A few loyal ones were fine, but those mercenaries who were in it for the money had no obligation to keep secrets. In other words, there was still a lot of trouble waiting for her.

"What should we do next?" The subordinate looked at the president's face with a frown.

In reality, he wasn't what he seemed, and if that was the end of it, it would be a good thing for them.

"Of course we have to continue. I suspect this is just an excuse. There are always people who dislike us..." the female president said calmly. "The Church is the most likely candidate!"

She closed her eyes and the image of the fat, round-faced, benevolent bishop came to her mind.

He was being perfunctory and deceiving the church, and the church seemed to be doing the same.

I really didn’t realize that he had this trick!

The guys in the church are all more cunning than the other and they really should not be underestimated.

"However, if you think you can bring me down just by this one time, you're still a little too naive." She coughed softly.

"But now we're... out of manpower," the bald fat man said in embarrassment. "It'll cost a lot of money to get it out." He said with a pained look on his face. "And we're running out of time."

"How is Giuliano now?"

"Juan's men are still following him. He should be staying in the church today. According to what we've heard, he'll leave tomorrow. Also, everyone in that tavern has left. Apparently... they heard about it."

"Leaving tomorrow?" the female president asked. She suddenly burst into a meaningless laugh.

"Prepare the carriage. I'm going to the manor outside the city."

"Now? You are..."

"I'm going to see Jeffrey...my...illegitimate brother!" said the female president.

"But……"

"He's always wanted to inherit my position... How could such a good thing happen without paying a price!" the female guild leader said. "Now, I guess the conspirators think they've succeeded. This is a good time to show them a woman's persistence!"

Section 77 Countermeasure 5

When it was completely dark, the carriage arrived at a small manor outside the city.

In this era, such estates were scattered everywhere, and large landowners usually owned more than one estate.

Hearing the sound of the carriage, a farmer inside informed the owner of the manor. A short while later, a tall and strong man came out.

The man looked to be about thirty years old, and there was nothing particularly unusual about his facial features, except for his eyes... It was difficult to describe those eyes. If I had to say, it was as if flames were burning in them.

The burning fire of ambition.

"My dear sister, you're visiting me at this hour?" the man said with a forced smile. "Did something serious happen? Or did you try to kill a city guard officer but failed?"

"Did you hear that too?"

"Oh, everyone in this city with ears knows about it. If it were me, I would never make such a mistake!"

"I didn't mean to provoke the city guards."

The man shrugged. "Well, at least it's not appropriate for us siblings to talk like this next to the carriage. Come in."

He made a "come in" gesture.

A few minutes later, the female president entered the room.

It was a very plain house—not much different from that of an ordinary peasant. On the small, worm-eaten, pitted table, there wasn't even a candlestick.

There were only oil lamps, and they were special oil-saving lamps.

There is a special design around the lamp that allows you to add water to slow down the burning of the oil, but the price is a dimmer light.

"I'm glad you came to me, sister," the man said. "I thought you'd never come to me for help in your life."

The female president remained silent.

"Alright, we don't need to be so polite to each other. Tell me what you want me to do. And what price are you willing to pay for it?"

"Jeffrey...your nephew is dead."

The man was a little surprised, but you couldn't find anything related to "sadness" on his face.

"I want to avenge him!"

"A mother avenges her son...but what about his father?"

"The Earl has many concerns and cannot take the initiative. He is being watched by many people and it is difficult for him to move."

"So I don't understand why you chose him," the man said. "He's a cowardly man without any sense of responsibility. They say you traded your mistress for his support for the union. But you know the truth better than I do."

"It doesn't matter what I say now. I want to avenge poor little Jaromil. He can't just die in obscurity like this. His killer must pay the price!"

"You want me to take action? Why? No matter how incompetent you are, you can still influence the union to some extent, right? Can't you find a few qualified fighters to do it?"

"I did, but someone ruined my plan. I was ambushed! Now I don't have time, because the killer will leave tomorrow. I won't be able to gather enough people in time."

The man shrugged and made a gesture of "I can't help you".

"I won't be able to live long," said the female president.

"That's a shame." The man shrugged again.

"I know you hate me because I inherited most of my father's fortune..."

"It's 'all,' not 'most,'" the man corrected. "I have nothing."

As he said this, a trace of deep hatred appeared on his face.

It was a common view in this era that illegitimate children had no inheritance rights.

But when you happen to be the illegitimate child, you will never like it.

"You are too young. When I became an adult, you were still just a child." The female president sighed.

"Because you are young, you should have nothing?" the man answered playfully.

"But at least I found you a teacher, a rare one, right? Not many people in this world can get an elite warrior as an instructor—even the great nobles have a hard time."

"You're just sheltering a wanted criminal," the man said coldly. "And then you wanted to extract some value from him, so you made him my teacher. That's all."

"They say you're already an elite warrior."

"Not yet. I'm only a core member right now," the man replied. "Elite… it's difficult. You know, you can find a few core-level warriors anywhere, but elite is different. There's a breakthrough involved… but I prefer to call it 'sublimation.' It's truly difficult. If I'm unlucky, it might take another five or six years."

But as long as I reach the elite level, I can take back everything that originally belonged to me!!!

Any great noble would be happy to accept elite warriors!

"Help me kill him! The man named Giuliano!"

"Where's the reward?"

"Your nephew died at his hands, killed by his Qi-raising Slash!"

The man shrugged again and turned his face away, expressing his attitude through body language.

"If you help, then after I die, everything in the union will be left to you."

"If you don't help, I can still take everything even if you die. Dear sister, let's talk about something practical. Your pie in the sky is useless to me. Of course, your pie-in-the-sky technique is so poor that it's obvious at a glance. If you always pie in the sky like this to your subordinates, it's no wonder that the union is becoming increasingly chaotic."

"Without my cooperation," the female guild leader's pale face revealed an indescribable expression. "You wouldn't have gotten so much so easily! Furthermore, historical data, intelligence, reviews, connections, reliable personnel... none of these things can be easily obtained. If I don't give it to you, no one else can!"

"Six thousand!" the man said suddenly.

"what?"

"Six thousand florins," the man explained. "Give it to me now."

"why?"

"Since you said you'll give me everything after you die, then an advance of six thousand is no big deal, right?" The man's face was calm. "Right?"

"you……"

"I'm not interested in empty words. Even if you're not well, who can say how long you'll live? Only God knows," the man explained. "Six thousand, now."

"I don't have that much money, so I can only give you 600 first." The woman gritted her teeth. "I'll give you the rest later. I need time to raise the funds. At least a day!"

"That's right... Well, I want to know about this Giuliano. Who is he?"

"A monk of the church... well, or perhaps a knight would be more appropriate. An Italian, a true master of weapons. Everyone agrees that his strength is absolutely top-tier among the elite. He's probably also Count Svetopelk's spy."

"In that case, I may not be able to defeat him alone." The man chuckled.

"Of course there's more than just you." The female president shook her head. "Three people."

"Which three?"

"My personal guard can accompany you. There's also another one named Juan... I'm sure you've heard of him. He's a somewhat well-known figure in Cardan City. He's currently in charge of monitoring Giuliano's movements and can join you when the time comes."

Section 78 Countermeasure 6

"Where is Giuliano now?"

"He's in the city church tonight, but I'm sure he'll be out tomorrow. He's probably going to meet one of his mistresses... Of course, that mistress could also be a spy. I suggest you go outside the city tomorrow and kill the mistress before dealing with Giuliano."

"Mistress? That's right. Kill the woman first. Giuliano will definitely be furious. It will be easier to deal with him then." The man nodded.

With all the players being core players and in a three-on-one situation, he was 100% confident of winning.

"So what happens after it's done?"

"After the matter is done, you can leave here temporarily and go somewhere else to relax for a few months before coming back. I will arrange a carriage for you, and of course, the agreed money."