A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

Then Thomas turned his gaze to the others.

"Catch him!" the knight ordered with a look of smugness that could be discerned with one's toes.

In this case, most prey will surrender.

In this day and age, theft was a serious accusation, a huge stain on honor and reputation!

Any normal person would think they could wait for a fair trial and get rid of the accusation.

But once the other party is disarmed and tied up... he will kill the spear-wielding man immediately, directly, and without hesitation!

As for the consequences...

No consequences!

There's nothing wrong with executing a thief on the spot. Even if it's later proven they weren't the thief, an apology and compensation would resolve the issue—of course, the culprit who made the false accusation and caused the tragedy would undoubtedly be killed. But who cares if a petty thief lives? Better dead, right?

Besides, the master of Aragon, Baron Giuliano, is already a dead body in the grave and won't live much longer!

Once Giuliano dies, who will be willing to investigate Aragon's death?

But unexpectedly, the other party sneered.

With a dragon-like roar as the sword was unsheathed, the opponent had already grasped the sword in his hand.

"You intend to resist arrest?" the leading soldier shouted. "Sir Andre!" He turned to look at the knight, seeking orders.

"Sorry, I don't have the habit of leaving my fate in the hands of others." Thomas smiled coldly.

Since coming to this era, he has been striving to control his own destiny.

Of course he would not submit himself to a trial that he did not trust at all, let alone to a group of strangers he was completely unfamiliar with!

Also, this knight is called Andre?

The one who... most likely challenged Giuliano to a duel?

Thomas cast his gaze back at the knight, who had also drawn his sword.

Upon closer inspection, it can be seen that the responsible person is about thirty years old and has a strong aura of ferocity all over his body.

Although every warrior will naturally develop the so-called "warrior temperament" after long-term training and fighting, this person's temperament is still very unique.

When I see him, words like violent, cruel, barbaric, rude, murderous... etc. naturally pop up in my mind.

In short, the feeling this person gives people has nothing to do with the word "elegant".

Oops, there seems to be a problem.

Thomas knew that if he took action himself and killed all these people...

It will definitely attract the attention of the nobles of the Holy Land, and they will definitely investigate.

Giuliano did not connect him with the Grand Master of the Knights of Rhodes Island because he thought Thomas had been with Ross before.

But that may not be the case for others.

Thomas's identity wasn't well hidden, leaving many loopholes for exploitation. Although he changed his name to "Aragorn," a thorough investigation by a qualified spy would likely expose his true identity.

I wouldn’t say my travel plans are completely ruined, but they do add a lot of variables.

This made him hesitate a little.

But he hesitated, but the Knight Andre on the opposite side did not hesitate at all.

Although the situation was different from what he expected, it didn't matter, it was even better.

Because now killing the other party has become reasonable and no one can say it is wrong.

Several soldiers responded and rushed forward, thrusting their spears.

Thomas quickly stepped back, avoiding the wave of spear thrusts.

These guys were indeed regular troops, unlike the militia. They didn't rush in all at once, but separated themselves consciously.

In other words, they were preparing to separate and form an encirclement and attack.

It is a truly trained combined attack technique.

Of course, it didn't work for Thomas.

As long as he takes action, he can easily tear open the encirclement and kill everyone.

But the consequences...

It's quite tricky!

"Tsk!" Thomas couldn't help but let out a tsk sound.

I don't really want to do this, as it will definitely bring disrepute to the name "Aragon", but it seems there is no other choice.

He reached into his waist bag, then with a flick of his hand, threw something towards Knight Andre in front of him.

Andre had obviously practiced the skill of using a sound detector to identify flying arrows. It was hard to say how good his level was, but it was no problem for him to swing his sword to block the thing thrown by Thomas.

That thing isn't fast.

Chapter 47 Thief 3

He struck the hidden weapon with his sword, and a cloud of smoke exploded under the blade.

When I looked more closely, it was not a hidden weapon at all, but just a small cloth bag.

The bag had already been opened.

After being hit by a sword, all the powder in the bag sprayed out in one breath and scattered all around.

A strong fragrance filled the air.

"What is this?" Everyone around was surprised.

A sachet?

But Thomas didn't care whether others were surprised or not. He quickly took out a medicine ball from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.

This is an antagonist to the drug.

Although it is not a necessity for Thomas, it does save him some divine power.

Knight Andre was only distracted by the sachet for a few seconds and immediately returned to reality.

He commanded his soldiers to continue to encircle the enemy from both sides.

Thomas stopped and allowed the soldiers to surround him, with more than ten spears surrounding him from all sides.

"Ha, you can't run away now..." Sir Andre was about to ask the other party to surrender, but before he finished speaking, he felt dizzy.

A feeling of dizziness came over me inexplicably.

He subconsciously blinked and shook his head, trying to get rid of the dizziness that came from nowhere.

But this dizziness cannot be driven away so easily.

In fact, instead of being driven away, it became even more intense.

And... the other party moved!

That guy named Aragorn is coming!

not good!

Andre wanted to block and fight back, but in his drowsiness, his movements were naturally much slower.

Not only him, the soldiers were not much different.

Although he had not yet been knocked unconscious, he was already dizzy and his movements were slow.

Thomas easily passed through their blockade and approached Andre effortlessly.

The long sword swung and cut down directly.

It would be a good opportunity to witness the extraordinary abilities of this man who is known as an iron wall.

As expected, Andre, under the effect of the drug, moved slowly and was unable to dodge Thomas's sword.

A sword struck the unprotected leg.

The sword cut through the pants, but... it couldn't cut any further.

It was like the blade of a long sword had struck some non-Newtonian fluid.

It was soft at first, but instantly became harder than iron.

Thomas sheathed his sword and struck a second time, this time aiming for the opponent's neck.

Under the influence of the drug, Andre tried his best to block it, but he couldn't, and the sword hit his neck.

This area is exposed and not protected by any armor.

Thomas also saw the power of the other party's extraordinary abilities at the first moment.

I wouldn't dare say that his sword had 100% strength, but it had at least 80 or 90%.

He had already switched to a sword that could break through defenses. With the sharpness and strength of the magic sword, and Thomas's magical creature-level arm strength...

Not to mention the fragile neck of a human, even a cow's neck could probably be cut in half with one sword.

But now it is the same as before.

There was some kind of power beneath their skin, protecting them from the elements and making them indestructible. The sword of defense could break through the magic on the surface, but it couldn't penetrate this defense.

The effect of this sword was to make the opponent stagger back to the side, his body shaking and almost falling.

In addition, there was an extra blood mark on the neck.

To be specific, it was a relatively long bloody wound.

The sword had penetrated only superficially, a typical, insignificant skin wound. It would heal completely in a few days, leaving no scar.

It is indeed made of steel and iron, and an iron wall.

When bullets and shells hit people, they will probably just send them flying, but they won’t be able to penetrate their bodies!

A soldier behind him struggled and stabbed with a gun.

Thomas swung his sword back, cutting off both the man and the spear.

This feeling is normal.

The opponent is invulnerable to swords and guns, but it does not affect the effect of the drug.

In fact, the whole group, including Sir Andrew, was already drowsy and staggering like drunkards.

This drug is really powerful.

The configuration is simple and convenient, but the efficacy is extremely strong.

A group of people were still trying in vain to attack Thomas. Unfortunately, in their dazed state, they had lost their sense of distance and could only wave their weapons around recklessly while taking staggering steps.

As long as you don't get close, there is no threat at all.

Thomas's gaze turned to the thief.

The thief also inhaled a lot of powder, but it seemed that his resistance was slightly higher than others.

Because he was trying to escape.

Thomas took two steps at a time, chased after the man, and then kicked him to the ground.

"No, sir!" The despicable guy struggled hard.

He had just witnessed that scene and knew that this kind-hearted nobleman was not a kind person who would harm no one or any animal.

He kills people without blinking an eye.

He had misjudged this.

If he had known that this was a ruthless character, he would never have dared to make such an accusation.

"Please, please... They're threatening me... I have no choice, for the sake of the child..."

Thomas looked around and found that this was the entrance to the castle courtyard.

Originally there were guards here, but now these soldiers are fighting drunken boxing inside.

There is a gallows next to here.