A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

He won't dirty his hands with these tricks.

Therefore, even if an investigation is conducted afterwards, Lucas's side will be absolutely clean and no action against the Knights will be found.

Most prophecy magic doesn't work well.

Early summer, early June.

Another incident of ship robbery was discovered around the port of Rhodes Island.

It was a very blatant robbery. The destroyed merchant ship burned on the sea for a whole day, and no one was left alive.

What's worse is that the looting took place near the coast and was witnessed by many merchant ships passing by Rhodes Island, which has already affected Rhodes Island's normal trade.

The Knights sent the remaining few warships and searched everywhere in vain, but still found nothing.

The incompetence of the Knights has aroused widespread public opinion.

The merchants' anxiety also reached a peak. Led by people from the Rhode Island Chamber of Commerce, all the surrounding merchants finally decided to jointly send representatives to the Knights' headquarters to seek an explanation.

It was just beginning to get light.

The gate of the Knights' headquarters was closed, but there were several guards on duty outside.

A group of people dressed as merchants stood outside the gate with serious expressions. They did not argue or quarrel, but talked in low voices while waiting for the door to open.

A little further away from here, a group of sailors who looked very capable were waiting there calmly.

These are obviously the guards of those merchants.

The businessman in the lead was none other than François from the Rhode Island Chamber of Commerce.

Although he is now a legitimate businessman, many people know that he was once a professional pirate.

Of course, being a pirate wasn't such a bad thing these days. As long as you specifically robbed pagans, your pirate identity wasn't shameful; instead, you could be proud of it and call yourself a loyal warrior of God.

However, if the pagans catch you, they will hang you without hesitation.

François is trying to guide public opinion among the people.

It's about the Knights killing the president's son and looting passing merchant ships.

"...They were intercepted and killed along the way... Tsk tsk... We're so close to the sea, but we still can't find who killed them. This is interesting. Is there some force around here that the Knights don't know about?"

"Even if they are pirates from the Star-Moon Cult, they can't continue to operate in this area again and again, right?"

This time, he came to investigate and question on behalf of the Rhode Island Chamber of Commerce about the previous incident.

Now it is not just the Rhodes Island Chamber of Commerce that is being robbed; all the targets are the Knights.

Anyone could see that there was a problem at this point.

Either it was really done by the Knights, or someone wanted to frame the Knights.

But the Knights have not come forward to explain until now.

After a long time, the door of the Knights' headquarters remained unchanged.

A certain emotion was building and brewing among the crowd. It was clear that the Knights were trying to play coward once again.

"Let's go!" François felt that the atmosphere was right, so he walked ahead and wanted to knock on the door.

But they had only taken a few steps when they were stopped by the guards.

"Stop whoever comes!"

"Charge! Today I want to see what kind of dangerous place this Knights' headquarters is." François encouraged the crowd.

In the absence of any clues, the best way to investigate is to confront the leader of the Knights Templar face to face.

Although he was unarmed and the other party was fully armed, François remained calm and maintained his original speed as he rushed in.

Previously, it was the Rhodes Island Chamber of Commerce's business alone. It was impossible for the Rhodes Island Chamber of Commerce to fight against the Knights alone.

So, we must make things bigger.

Make things a matter for all businessmen.

If the Knights dared to take action at this moment, they would truly incur the wrath of the public, at least the wrath of the merchant group.

He tensed up his muscles and wanted to force his way in.

As long as no one is killed, this kind of forced entry is only a minor offense, and the Chamber of Commerce has plenty of ways to exonerate him.

But before he could find an opportunity to break through the guards' blockade, a group of people suddenly arrived from the side.

"Who dares to trespass into the Knights!" a loud shout was heard.

The leader was wearing armor, had dark skin, and held a sharp sword in his hand.

Just as he was checking himself in confusion, several knights had already blocked the way ahead.

In the distance, two figures were watching this scene.

"Who is the leading knight?" someone asked.

"I know him. His name is Mansreti. He's the instructor of the Knights. All new recruits have to train under him... I heard he has a bad temper!"

"Instructor? That's inevitable." The companion chuckled. "Instructors always have bad tempers."

If you have to deal with trash every day, even the best temper will become bad.

"But...if I remember correctly, although he is a skilled warrior, he should only be a core member! That attack just now..."

Even from a distance, one could see that Mansreti's speed was unusual. Like a shadow, he suddenly appeared in front of the people who were trying to break through.

Chapter 172 Expedition 9

Behind Mansreti was a group of knights soldiers.

Not an ordinary soldier, but the kind who are preparing to join the Knights Templar but are still in training.

These recruits were often the second or third sons of nobles, already well-trained. It only took a few months, or at most half a year, for them to complete their training and become full members of the Knights Templar.

In fact, it is more of a martial arts test than a martial arts training, and also training in techniques such as surface combat, driving a ship, and observing the stars.

"Knights' headquarters, no entry without permission. Anyone who dares to offend!"

Mansreti's face was shrouded in a shining helmet, his expression unclear, revealing only a pair of gloomy eyes.

He had a terrifying aura, and just standing on the steps gave everyone a strong sense of threat.

François' pupils shrank and he stopped in his tracks.

But he couldn't quit, this was arranged by the president. If he quit, he would miss such a great opportunity.

"Lord Mansreti, we simply wish to confront the Knights' leader here to learn the truth. Is it inappropriate for you to stop us?"

Before coming, he had inquired about the situation in detail.

The Knights had previously sent a hundred elite troops from Smyrna as reinforcements, but they were out patrolling the island, so they shouldn't have any reinforcements here.

It is called the headquarters, but it is actually very empty and there are hardly any people there.

But I didn't expect Mansreti to come out at this time.

He was also familiar with the instructor of this Knights Order. It was said that while his martial arts skills were exquisite, he was ultimately only a core member.

Without extraordinary abilities, he is just a fool.

But now that the other party has appeared, I feel something is wrong.

With the speed just now and the pressure now, how could he be a straw bag? He is actually a tiger!

"Confrontation?" Mansreti laughed. "Confront what? The Rhodes Island Chamber of Commerce isn't some pure angel. They know exactly what they've done! You have countless enemies at sea, so why are you coming here to complain? As for your young master, he came here to kill members of the Knights. It's good enough that the Knights didn't come after you, but they dared to come to our door?"

"Sir, we..." François began to speak, and suddenly felt his breath was choked.

A flash of sword suddenly flashed before his eyes.

It happened suddenly like a thunderbolt, so fast that he couldn't react at all.

Although they were both elite soldiers, François was certain that the other party would not dare to openly attack. However, he did not expect to encounter someone who did not play by the rules.

One was prepared and the other was unprepared, one held a sharp blade and the other was unarmed, and the battle was decided in an instant.

With a puffing sound, the head flew high into the sky in an instant.

"A group of pirate merchants dare to provoke the Knights! They simply don't know how to live or die!" Knight Mansreti roared.

The other merchants retreated in horror, but the guards who had kept a distance from them rushed over.

"The Knights are killing people..." someone shouted at the top of his voice.

"Fire!" Mansreti ordered without hesitation.

The next moment, the shouts were drowned out by the sound of a whole row of musketry.

The Knights opened fire without hesitation.

A hail of bullets swept through the streets.

Whatever these guards were planning to do, it no longer mattered, as a hail of bullets instantly wiped them out.

Seven or eight elite soldiers all fell in a pool of blood.

The Knights are not some kind of good guys and bad girls. They will never hesitate for even a second when they start to act.

A hint of coldness flashed in Mansreti's eyes. He picked up François's head, pierced it with his sword, and held it high.

Then he faced those businessmen who were as frightened as quails in a grass nest, and those onlookers further away.

"Listen carefully!" He spoke in a loud voice and scanned the entire audience. No one dared to meet his gaze.

"I don't care what nonsense reasons you have. If you dare to come here to provoke the Knights, you are seeking death!"

"Ships were hijacked, cargo was stolen, people were killed... The Knights will do their best to hunt down the pirates, but this is not what the Knights owe you! The Knights are not an insurance company!"

"Who dares to stir up trouble again with these unfounded rumors..."

He slammed the head on the sword to the ground.

"There's such a thing!"

The head rolled far away, and the onlookers were frightened by the head rolling close to them. They gasped softly and retreated one after another.

Mansreti snorted coldly.

Although according to his duties, the mess here had nothing to do with him, but he couldn't stand it when these people actually stormed the Knights' headquarters.

Before Captain Thomas returns, the situation must be stabilized, even if it means using coercion.

However, his approach could suppress the unrest and disruption on the surface, but it could not stop the undercurrent.

Before, everyone could only say they were skeptical. But after he came forward...

Some people really began to believe that all this might really have been done secretly by the Knights.

More people believe that even if it was not the Knights' doing, seeing that the Knights killed people without any reason, it is conceivable that the Knights must be involved.

Perhaps he also played a shameful role in it.

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On the sea outside Ceuta.

A small boat flying the Portuguese flag approached, and the people on the boat came onto Thomas's "Caesar".

Yes, the ship didn't even have its name changed, it was directly added to the Knights' naval sequence as the flagship.

Soon, the top leaders of the expeditionary force gathered in the meeting room of the Caesar.

"If I remember correctly, the Portuguese royal family will send an army to assist in the siege..." Thomas frowned at the smiling envoy. "You made a promise."

"I'm sorry, due to the rough seas, our departure has been delayed," the messenger said. "But I don't think it will be delayed more than a month at most."

The two captains exchanged glances.

A delay of one month was certainly impossible, because the expeditionary force could not stay on the ship for a month.

There were still enough supplies on the ship to last for a month, but if the Portuguese had not arrived after a month, they would be in a real dilemma.

However, after taking Ceuta, there would be no problem at all in resting in the city for a month.

This is the political game played by the Portuguese.

Once the expeditionary force captures the city, the Portuguese will surely arrive happily in the shortest possible time.