A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

Chapter 2: Old Friends in a Small Town

Giuliano's figure did not stay at the window for long before passing by.

He obviously didn't notice Thomas.

But even if it was only a short time, Thomas saw Giuliano's face clearly.

It has been six or seven years since we last met.

Somewhat surprisingly, Giuliano doesn't look old at all.

When Thomas and Giuliano were together in the monastery, Thomas never asked Giuliano's age, but from his appearance he could tell that he was probably in his thirties or early forties.

Giuliano should be over forty and under fifty now.

But Giuliano's appearance was not much different from when he was in the monastery.

Not only that, Giuliano was wearing quite good armor.

If Thomas was not mistaken, it was a high-quality full-body armor purchased from Milan - he had personally purchased a batch and equipped each member of the Knights Templar.

He naturally had a set of his own, but he only wore it on the battlefield.

So even though Giuliano didn't put on all of it, but only part of it, Thomas could still recognize it.

This kind of armor is very expensive.

Besides, Giuliano was not alone.

He was accompanied by several fully armed soldiers. Although these soldiers were not wearing expensive Milanese armor, they were not rags either.

By mercenary standards, it is definitely first-class armor.

It looks like Giuliano is doing well now?

Thomas's heart moved, he stood up, walked to the window and looked out.

Giuliano was walking through the streets with a small group of soldiers, and people bowed in greeting as they passed.

Obviously, Giuliano has a high status here.

It's really a bit unexpected.

But by this time, Giuliano had passed the window, and unless he had eyes on the back of his head, he would not be able to see Thomas.

"Sir..." The innkeeper, a plump, middle-aged man, came over with the dish Thomas had ordered. "What did you see?"

"Who is that man?" Thomas pointed at Giuliano's back in the distance.

"Oh, that's the Lord Mayor of Sela City!"

"City Lord?"

"Yes, should it be called... Giuliano?" said the innkeeper. "Or something else? You know, he's Italian, and I don't speak Italian very well. Maybe that's the name."

Giuliano becomes the city lord?

How did you get this position?

Giuliano... well, during the Bohemian Civil War, Giuliano was responsible for defending the monastery as a mercenary. He used a smaller force to hold back the enemy's army, thus creating a huge advantage for his side.

But unfortunately, although Giuliano did a good job, he was still betrayed by his employer.

This is common in the mercenary world.

There are countless examples of people betraying their employers, but there are also countless examples of people being betrayed by their employers.

However, with the help of Thomas, Giuliano finally managed to retreat.

Thomas never heard any news about Giuliano again and could only guess that he had become a mercenary leader.

Anyway, the world is full of wars and mercenaries are needed everywhere.

Unexpectedly, he became the city lord?

It can only be said that everyone has their own opportunities. Even an ordinary person like Thomas, who came from a common family, could become the Grand Master of the Knights of Rhodes Island...

There seems to be nothing wrong with Giuliano being a city lord.

And it makes sense.

There are conflicts of varying sizes almost every day in the Holy Land. Even for mercenaries, it is normal to be granted territory if they have the ability.

"City Lord? How did he become the City Lord?"

"Ah, that's a long story. About five years ago, Lord Giuliano came here. At that time, this small town was still in the hands of the Crescent-Star Cult. Giuliano conquered it and was named the local lord."

"But the walls of this city..."

Bastion is a relatively new technology.

"It was renovated two years ago." The boss said with a smile.

“I see,” said Thomas.

He returned to his seat and began to enjoy his lunch.

It was a bit unexpected...it was like "meeting an old friend in a foreign land".

However, Thomas still considered whether he should go and meet Giuliano.

After all, revealing your identity is not a good idea.

Thomas was hoping to remain anonymous for a few months so that the Buyid Dynasty would relax their vigilance.

Giuliano should be fine, as he had joined a monastery and kept his mouth shut. Thomas didn't even know that Giuliano had other intentions.

But Giuliano's men are not necessarily trustworthy.

It’s not that their loyalty is in question, but that their mouths are not trustworthy.

What if there is a big mouth and talks nonsense everywhere?

After weighing the pros and cons, Thomas felt that he should go and see Giuliano.

But I can't visit him during the day, I have to see him at night.

After all, it is very likely that he will never come back from this long journey.

If there were anyone else in this world worthy of Thomas's concern, apart from the Knights, there would only be a few old men he knew in the monastery, such as Giuliano.

There are a few more in Kiev, but they are too far away and not worth the trip.

Since I met Giuliano here, it is necessary to meet him.

……

Night time.

Thomas arrived at the entrance of the city residence.

The two soldiers on duty at the door looked at Thomas with vigilant eyes - the street was empty at this moment, and Thomas coming here alone looked very suspicious.

"Outsider, what are you doing here?" a guard asked.

"I want to see the city lord." Thomas said.

A guard stared at Thomas for a moment, but there was no visible weapon on Thomas from head to toe. He didn't even have a sword, his only weapon being a short knife at his belt.

In this place, this thing is more of a tool than a weapon.

Ordinary businessmen would be equipped with a scimitar or long sword.

The two guards looked at each other.

Chapter 3: Old Friends in a Small Town

After a while, Thomas was brought into a small room with simple decoration.

There was a table and chairs in the room, and on the table stood a candlestick.

He sat in his seat and waited patiently.

But I didn't have to wait long before I saw Giuliano coming over.

"Thomas?" Giuliano looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.

"It's me, Teacher Giuliano." Thomas stood up and saluted.

Just now I just took a quick glance through the window, but now I am taking a closer look at it.

Giuliano no longer has a beard—his chin is smooth. This may be due to Thomas's advice. Thomas bought Giuliano a razor as a gift and also instilled in him the idea that "long beards are prone to parasites and are harmful to health."

In addition, although there is no white hair on Giuliano's temples, there is an extra wrinkle on his forehead.

When he was in the monastery, Giuliano had no wrinkles on his forehead.

Time is merciless after all.

Maybe some people are born looking younger, age more slowly than others, or show less obvious signs of aging...

But, you will get old eventually!

"Thomas, why are you here?" Giuliano was surprised. In his impression, Thomas should still be in Kievan Rus.

It has only been about six or seven years since we last parted.

Thomas's seniority would probably only allow him to advance to the level of Knight Commander. Even if Thomas performed exceptionally well and achieved many remarkable feats, he would only reach the level of Squad Leader of the Sunflower Knights.

This is already a remarkable achievement!

Many people spend their entire lives never reaching this level!

He had never expected to see Thomas here.

"This... is a long story," Thomas said. "There were many twists and turns..."

"You left Kiev?" Giuliano asked.

Thomas immediately understood that the other party's "leaving" was not in the literal sense, but more precisely "quitting".

“You could say that,” Thomas replied.

He now has no intention of returning to Kiev.

Although theoretically he still held the position of head of the Novgorod branch there.

But at this point, no matter how stupid Thomas was, he would not give up his position as Grand Master of the Independent Knights to become the Master of a branch order that was neither independent nor had any power, but instead had a lot of strict rules and regulations.

Giuliano sighed and did not pursue the subject further.

Everyone has their own aspirations. He is just the other person's teacher, not his biological father, so he can't control so many things.

Even my own father can’t care so much!

"So you're...coming to see me?"

"No, Mr. Giuliano, I'm just passing by." Thomas told the truth.

"where are you going?"

"I want to go to the Buyid Dynasty," said Thomas.

In detail, it passed through the territory of the Buyid Dynasty, and the ultimate goal was to reach Samarkand in Central Asia.

"Is that so..." Giuliano pondered for a moment.

My eyes unconsciously glanced out the window.

Outside the window was a place where wanted posters were posted. It might be okay in a village, but every city or town had one, and Sela City was no exception.

Thomas noticed the unconscious movement and immediately understood what Giuliano was looking at.

Although the light was low now, Giuliano couldn't see the wanted poster outside.

But even though he couldn't see them, Giuliano must have been comparing them in his mind with those wanted criminals of the Kingdom of Jerusalem.

Thomas knew the other party must have misunderstood, but it didn't matter.

"I was just passing by and saw you," Thomas said. "So I came to ask for an audience."

Giuliano's face changed.

"Thomas, what are you doing..."