A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

"Wait, I'm from the Knights..." In the critical moment, Aral had to shout out.

Before he finished speaking, the other party's hands suddenly accelerated.

The sword flashed, grazing Alar's neck. The head fell to the dust.

Thomas sheathed his sword and, without stopping for a second, rushed into the alley where he had been hiding.

Behind him, several guards armed with weapons had arrived.

However, seeing Alaer being beheaded in just two moves, several people looked at each other and did not dare to chase him.

They knew that this was the Grand Master of the Knights Templar, and even though he was addicted to alcohol and sex, his abilities could not be underestimated.

However, the gunshots, screams and commotion just now have attracted the attention of the patrol team.

A few minutes later, a team arrived.

This was the Grand Duke's army, which had been patrolling nearby.

The leading officer was a strong man. He squatted down to examine the body, then immediately called his men.

"Still nearby! There's a trail of blood, follow it! Bring the dog here!"

Dogs are good helpers in tracking, and their team happened to have a dog with them.

In the alley, Thomas had already wiped the blood off the sword with a wet cloth.

This sword is quite precious, so we can't just throw it away.

The clothes on his body were inevitably stained with some blood - when facing an opponent like Aral, you can't possibly care about things like blood.

However, he still made preparations and hid a set of clothes in a corner of the alley. So at this point, he took off his outer robe as quickly as possible and put on new clothes.

After making these final preparations, he hurried into the street from the other end of the alley.

Although this was a main street, it was located in a relatively remote part of the city. At this time of day, there were no pedestrians on the street.

He walked in a hurry, but just happened to see two people standing on the side of the road in front of him.

The kind of person who acts sneaky and looks unusual.

The little light coming through a few windows illuminated the figures of the two people.

If Thomas was on patrol at this moment, he would probably go up and ask immediately.

But now he knew his own business, so he didn't dare to ask and just walked away from it.

Even from a distance, he noticed the attire of the two men. One of them was wearing a scimitar—the kind with a sharp curve, evident in the scabbard, clearly from the East.

Thomas had seen it before in the city's weapon shop and recognized it as a Damascus knife. A fine and expensive weapon.

The other one was holding a long cane—more like a staff than a cane—which looked rather odd in his hand.

The two men looked at Thomas with equal vigilance, watching him go away.

However, not long after Thomas disappeared, a team of patrolmen rushed out of the alley.

The burly man in the lead was holding a black hound in one hand and running forward quickly.

There was no need for the hound to remind him, the two suspicious figures could be seen in the moonlight.

It should be said that these two people probably didn't deliberately avoid people.

Everyone naturally rushed over there, but after a few steps, the hound that was chasing them so fast actually whimpered and retreated.

The leaders were startled, and looking in that direction, they happened to see the Damascus knife in the man's hand. The scabbard was engraved with some complex inscriptions. The inscriptions were painted with special paint, so they could be seen even in the dim light.

"It's... it's that wanted criminal!" someone shouted. "The Blasphemous Knight, number five on the wanted criminal list!"

In an instant, everyone drew out their long-range weapons, and seven or eight bows, crossbows, and muskets were aimed at the two men.

"Tsk!" Everyone heard the man with the knife make a disdainful sound, his eyes full of boredom.

"Fire!"

But faster than them was a flash of silver light.

No one had time to pull the trigger and fell silently on the street.

Even the whimpering dog stopped, and silence returned.

Only the man with the long stick uttered a long, old man's sigh.

Chapter 11 Assassination 3

Thomas hurriedly made a big circle and finally arrived at Knight Alar's residence at midnight.

The defense here is not tight, or rather, Aral chose this place specially.

As for why, it's hard to say. Perhaps he has great confidence in his own skills.

Thomas changed his clothes and climbed up from the corner of the wall.

If Alar was in the room, he should be able to hear the noise outside, but now there is only his little follower in the room.

Thomas climbed in through the window easily.

In fact, when he entered, the little attendant was still fast asleep. It was Thomas who woke him up.

The first thing the little attendant saw when he woke up was the masked Thomas.

"Who are you..." Before he could even utter the question, Thomas had already kicked him in the middle.

Then he used the spine of the sword to hit the opponent's neck hard.

This blow knocked the opponent down directly.

The young attendant lay on the ground for several minutes before he regained consciousness, and then he saw the bloody blade of Thomas's sword.

"Wait, wait, don't kill me!" he shouted immediately.

His courage was a little less than Thomas had imagined. But then again, in Thomas's impression, this little follower was just a timid little follower. It would be rare for such a person to have the courage to not fear death.

"Tell me what you know!" Thomas said in a deliberately hoarse voice.

"I know, I know, I know everything!" the little attendant shouted. "It's in the secret drawer. Inside the desk. You have to take out the outer drawer first to open the secret drawer..."

"Do you know how?"

"I saw it secretly!" said the little attendant. Then, Thomas hit him on the neck with a palm, and he instantly fainted.

Secret drawer... Thomas quickly went to the desk. He didn't have any lockpicks, but he could force it open.

In just a few minutes, Thomas had completely dismantled the desk. Sure enough, there was a secret cabinet inside—if the attendant hadn't told him, finding it would have been quite a hassle.

The main thing is that I didn’t expect that there was a secret drawer hidden in this place.

Thomas found several deposit slips.

During this era, finance was already widespread. While there weren't the formalized banks of later generations, the initial forms of finance were already in existence. Furthermore, loan sharks, goldsmiths, and even ordinary merchants would engage in activities such as accepting deposits.

These are the deposit slips that you can withdraw on presentation of the slips. In other words, they only care about the slips and not the people.

The amount is quite considerable.

For a knight commander to have so much money, it's really...

In addition to the deposit slips, there are also quite a few letters.

These were essentially letters between Knight Commander Alar and outsiders. Thomas examined them and found they were mostly transactions.

For example, agreeing on an inspection route, or releasing some prisoners.

Knight Commander Aral really knows how to make money and is obviously very proficient in all kinds of operations to monetize power.

Thomas finally found a very special letter. The title of the letter was abbreviated to conceal the real name.

This was a blatant request for Knight Commander Aral to provoke a conflict with the indigenous beliefs.

Thomas placed these obvious evidences of betrayal in a conspicuous place, then turned back to tie up the little follower and blindfold him.

After doing all this, he left the room and locked the door.

There is a stable downstairs with two cows and several horses, and a chicken coop with a few chickens.

Thomas opened the stable, tied some straw around the tails of the cows and horses, and then set the straw on fire.

He needed to create a mess, the bigger the better.

Soon, frightened cattle and horses were running around, and several small fires were caused.

Thomas himself quietly returned to his residence.

Late at night in the room, I stood outside the window and looked at several red lights in the distance.

The chaos had spread, and in the darkness, frightened people were everywhere, some putting out the fire, others running aimlessly, completely unaware of what was happening.

He can now reflect on today's battle with peace of mind.

Speaking of which, Aral is really strong. He recovered from the nightmare faster than expected.

Ordinary warriors had no power to resist, but Aral was able to react in time and defend himself.

Or it can be said that Thomas's ability, which he named "Nightmare Sword", is specifically used to bully weaklings, not to deal with strong enemies.

This was very similar to the "Thunder Step" that Crow had demonstrated earlier. It was a breeze against ordinary and novice players, but it was significantly less effective against mid-level players.

If Thomas knew the details of the crow's abilities beforehand, he would be able to counter them accurately.

"So, it still can't be used against strong people?" Thomas muttered to himself.

This is also a huge shortcoming.

"Also... the two mysterious men I met on the road before..." Recalling this detail, Thomas just felt that those two people were very strange.

But I don't know what his identity is.

But after all, he was just a passerby, and he put it behind him in the blink of an eye.

The chaos outside the window lasted for an hour before it calmed down.

Thomas believed that the top management would definitely follow the clues to find the source of the chaos and then discover the letters.

Of course, there were only letters... As for the tickets, Thomas naturally took them away.

The last time I advanced, the cost was huge. I spent six florins to prepare the potion, and it was all used up in one go.

Although Thomas has a solid foundation, he cannot withstand this kind of ordeal.

The next day, all the knights of the Order were called in to investigate.

Thomas is no exception.

Originally, Thomas thought that they would come to investigate the mess about Knight Commander Alar and ask Thomas whether he was in cahoots with him.

At least investigate the death of Knight Commander Alar, right?

However, the person who came to investigate was only asking if anyone had noticed anything wrong last night.

Thomas naturally would not get himself into trouble, so he simply said that he saw chaos outside the window but did not go out.

The investigation started quickly and ended quickly.

Then the news of the assassination of Knight Commander Alar spread, and the Patriarch came forward and held a funeral for him.

Several senior members of the Knights Templar attended the funeral with mournful expressions.

Of course Thomas attended the funeral and watched Aral's severed head being sewn back on his neck without any emotion in his heart.

He participated in the entire ceremony calmly and earned some divine power in the process.

Now, Thomas was the only one left in the entire knight squad that originally belonged to Knight Commander Alar.

No one told Thomas what to do next, so Thomas was relieved and spent every day exercising and studying.

The main task was to find the other two volumes of the secret arts. The church's library was very large, and it would take quite a while to search through them all.

As for the affairs of Knight Commander Alar, including the documents and letters that were tantamount to betrayal, they disappeared from sight and were never mentioned again.

Thomas was beginning to think the Knights Templar weren't as good as he'd imagined. It seemed like the same thing was true of the Catholic and Eastern Orthodox Churches: the higher up the hierarchy, the more corrupt they became. The Knights Templar, a subordinate organization of the Church, was no exception.

This world is simply a competition of the worst!

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