A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

"A cousin or something like that," Giuliano said. "He's already here."

“Why isn’t he doing it now?” Thomas asked.

He had only heard about the rules of dueling and had no practical experience.

There was no way. He had always been in a religious order of knights, and he wouldn't encounter many duels in this circle.

The members of the Knights Templar were actually monks, clergymen. Normal people would not duel with clergymen.

If there is any real accusation, the clergy have a method that is even more powerful than dueling, called divine judgment.

The accuser had to prove the truth of his accusation by not drowning in water, not burning in fire, etc. But the clergy only needed to sit there and eat a piece of bread to prove their innocence.

Even if they do accept the duel, the clergy can find an agent.

Find the strongest and most powerful warrior in your camp to serve as an agent.

"A public duel is different from an assassination," Giuliano explained. "You can't just jump in and do it. You have to contact the other nobles, create an atmosphere, and then challenge them to a duel in a suitable setting. They must choose a public venue, one with many witnesses to ensure that the other party can't refuse, dare not refuse."

"A public occasion..." Thomas understood.

It's not that he can challenge you to a duel just by finding you in private, because the other party can challenge you and Giuliano can refuse.

This can only be done in public, in front of countless people.

In this way, even if the other party refuses, they will have to pay a heavy price - the price of honor and reputation.

In fact, specific issues require specific analysis. Giuliano's situation is worse than the average, and the cost of refusing is even greater.

Because Giuliano has a superior.

His superior is the Count of Transjordan, who also has murderous intentions towards Giuliano.

He would force Giuliano to accept the duel.

If Giuliano were to lose face and refuse desperately...

Then he could bring a complaint against Giuliano for violating knightly honor, or at least serve as a powerful witness if a complaint were brought.

With him as a witness, Giuliano's charges will most likely be proven.

Although this crime is not a capital offense...but the territory can be directly taken back!

However, this situation is reasonable and logical in the moral concepts of people in this era.

"And tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, there will be a gathering of the kingdom's nobles in the small town. Everyone will attend, and whether I go or not, I will be accused," Giuliano explained. "Then they will challenge me to a duel."

"I've weighed the pros and cons, and I have no other choice. Either I surrender my title and territory, or I must accept the duel! Furthermore, even if I surrender and leave... I likely won't be able to escape! Count Jaffa will definitely not let me go!"

Chapter 42 Bribery 1

Others wanted to kill Giuliano out of covetousness, which was fine, but Count Jaffa wanted to kill him out of hatred and for the insult Giuliano had once inflicted on him.

So he will never stop.

This is the terrible thing about fate’s backlash.

You can't escape your fate by hiding or admitting defeat!

That's why he needed Thomas as his halberd bearer.

Because... in a duel, the halberd-bearer can participate in the battle!

If Thomas can quickly eliminate the opposing halberd bearer, he can come to support Giuliano.

If there is no halberd-bearer on the opposite side, Thomas can even go and fight the opponent first.

"I see," Thomas said, fully understanding the situation. No wonder it was a dead end!

Without the intervention of a powerful external force, Giuliano would surely have died.

However, now that Thomas is here...that's a different story.

This poisoning and assassination just ended like this.

The only difference was that Giuliano was more strict about the food in his camp, so it would not be so easy to poison them again.

When it got dark, Thomas lay quietly on his bed.

Today's events are still a bit surprising.

Today he was very keen in judging the strength of the poison in Giuliano and took immediate measures to rescue Giuliano.

If forced vomiting is not induced immediately, the poison will be difficult to treat.

At the very least, it is not a problem that can be solved by consuming a ball of divine power. At least dozens of balls of divine power are required.

But the problem is...

Thomas knew he had no knowledge of poisons.

There was no way. He had only practiced swordsmanship from beginning to end. He had no knowledge of poisons and was unwilling to study them.

But today, after he licked the poisonous water with his tongue... he almost immediately understood the nature, power, and correct way to deal with the poison.

It was as if he had studied poisons in depth a long time ago, so when he needed it, the memory naturally emerged.

In fact, he didn't even know why he licked the remaining poisonous water.

I just subconsciously felt that I should do this.

This happened once before.

That was when he was cursed in Novgorod.

The curse kills people through dreams.

Then Thomas suddenly awakened and mastered the dream-related abilities, and in turn killed the sorcerer who tried to curse him.

The root of the problem lies in the fact that Thomas once killed (or at least assisted in killing) an incarnation of the nightmare god Marlowit.

This time, Thomas suddenly awakened the ability to identify poisons and know how to detoxify them.

Is it because I killed that Tarona?

Perhaps because it was only a prototype of the godhead and did not have much accumulation, Thomas could not obtain the full power of the poison and disease godhead.

He had no ability to control disease or concoct poisons.

But if he gained even a small fraction of its power, he would have the ability to identify poisons (and perhaps diseases).

This should be related to the damaged godhead.

After killing Tarona, it did feel like the cracks on the damaged godhead had been repaired a little bit.

Frankly, Thomas was growing increasingly curious. His damaged godhead was clearly vastly different from that of other gods. He just didn't know why.

He instinctively felt that he must keep the secret of the damaged godhead and not tell it to anyone.

"Plague and poison?" Thomas raised his hand in the night and took a look.

The next day, Thomas accompanied Giuliano to the small town.

Giuliano goes into the castle to join the party, while Thomas is outside in the courtyard.

It's obviously an open conspiracy, so there's no need to worry about any tricks.

No one likes conspiracies when there are open ones available.

"Aragorn?" A voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Thomas turned around.

A young man dressed as a bard, and an elderly middle-aged man with a hooked nose.

The bard was smiling, but it was a forced smile.

The one with the hooked nose was wearing a beautiful... dress. But it wasn't the kind worn by an aristocrat. He seemed to be a butler.

"You two..." Thomas looked them up and down, convinced that they were strangers.

"I heard that you are from Russia?" the bard said in somewhat broken Russian.

"No, it's not," Thomas replied in Ross, his words much more fluent than the other party. "But I did stay in Ross for a while... Do you have any advice? If you want to ask about Ross's current situation, I can only say that I'm sorry. I haven't been there for a long time."

The bard turned around, looked at the hook-nosed butler, smiled, and nodded slightly, almost imperceptibly.

"I heard that you are Giuliano's halberd-bearer?" the hook-nosed butler spoke directly.

"Baron Giuliano." Thomas nodded.

"Just arrived in Sela City recently?"

"Yes." The other party's voice was very rude, and Thomas felt a little unhappy. If he were the commander, he would have ordered the shelves to be removed long ago. But now he was just a halberd bearer, so he could only endure it.

But there is no way around it, this is the difference between high and low status. People of low status are often treated rudely.

The so-called dog's eye view of others is a common phenomenon. No one can do anything about it.

"May I ask who you two are?"

"You don't need to know who I am. I have one request. I'll pay you five hundred florins to get out of here."

Five hundred florins? Thomas's mouth twitched.

"Don't look like that," the bard chimed in. "I know five hundred florins isn't a lot... but even if it isn't, it's still a considerable sum. And best of all, you don't have to do anything to get it. Think about it this way, isn't it a good deal?"

"I really don't know whether you two are insulting my price or my dignity." Thomas didn't want to listen any more. "Since you two want me to leave, at least make a sincere offer."

He looked at the two men and then spat out a number. "Fifty thousand florins!"

The two looked at each other.

"There's no sincerity in this price," the bard said.

"That's the most sincere offer I can make," Thomas sneered. "Fifty thousand florins, even a penny less is not worth asking for."

The two looked at each other again.

They all felt the decisive and unshakable attitude in Thomas' words.

It is hard to tell whether the person in front of him is truly a master with special skills, or a greedy madman.

Chapter 43 Bribery 2

"You probably don't know who you're up against!" This time it was the hook-nosed butler's turn to sneer. "Sir Andre is an elite warrior."

It was the first time Thomas heard the name Andre, but he immediately realized that this Andre was the killer carefully selected by these nobles.

Someone who can kill Giuliano with 100% certainty in a fair duel.

Although Giuliano was only a mid-level warrior, he had a huge disadvantage compared to the elite warriors, but disadvantage did not mean defeat.

If you are familiar with the opponent's extraordinary abilities and prepare countermeasures in advance, the core members can also defeat the elite.

This means that this guy named Andre must have very strong extraordinary abilities, and his martial arts skills are definitely extraordinary.

“Me too, as it happens,” Thomas replied.

really……

The two looked at each other again.

Now it is certain that this guy named Aragorn should be very strong.

At least he is confident in his own abilities.

The two of them stopped talking and chose to leave.

"What should we do? This guy is asking for too much!" The hook-nosed butler was indignant.

"My lord, I'm afraid not," the bard said more leniently. "It must be Giuliano who promised a high price!"

"That's true." The hook-nosed butler sighed.

Indeed, in terms of financial resources, his master could not compare with Giuliano.

It may sound weird, but it's true.

Giuliano did indeed occupy a fertile territory, and he was also good at managing money.

"Then... there's only one way. Eliminate this Aragorn first!" A cold gleam flashed in the hook-nosed butler's eyes. "I'll tell the master!"

He ignored the bard and walked away on his own.

The bard is no longer useful. He was forcibly dragged here this time mainly to play an identification role.